The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 601: Ba Jian Wushuang!
Chapter 601
Get out!
An angry shout like thunder, resounding across the sky, trembling and buzzing in everyone's ears.
But before he was surprised, he saw Lin Yun blast out with a punch.
The power of the ancient dragon elephant boils in the body, and the power of thirty tripods and the true essence of ten layers of sword tactics merge together in an instant. In mid-air, the handsome young man with a gloomy face suddenly screamed at the ancient beasts, screaming.
Whether it is Leng Haoyu's sword light or Lin Zhiyuan's fist light, with only power left, he can't compete with this terrifying punch at all. The person who had just revealed a fierce light and wanted to severely inflict Mo Ling in one fell swoop was blown away severely on the spot.
Buzz!
The loud explosion of the power of the thirty cauldrons is like a loud holy sound from an ancient war cauldron, mixed with the sword chants of Gao Keng, and humming. Under such fierce edge, the young Qingshan hunted and hunted, which shocked people.
With one punch, the two Dragon Cloud Leaders repelled.
Although it's just Yu Wei, the momentum is still a bit too amazing.
Who is here?
Naturally, together with Mu Chen, he rushed to Lin Yun in the tomb of Xingjun. When he saw Mo Ling who was fighting with the two of them, he ignited his anger.
It is shameless that the two leaders of the Longyun list joined forces to besiege Mo Ling.
Almost in an instant, he used the Seven Profound Steps to the peak, and rushed over at a very fast speed.
With a single blow, Lin Yun shook the two of them back, running the Seven Profound Steps again, falling in front of Mo Ling while breathing.
"Lin Yun?"
Leng Haoyu and Lin Zhiyuan were taken aback. For a moment, they both thought that the person who made the shot was Heavenly Sword Zong Zhangyuan. But after seeing it clearly, I never expected that it was Lin Yun, the **** buried dandy who was not in the eyes of the two.
Although the two are ranked low on the Longyun list, they are still high on the people outside the list.
The core disciples of hegemony-level forces like Zhang Yuan can be slightly eye-catching, and the others are completely dismissive.
Especially this Lin Yun, a swordsman from the Great Qin Empire, even if he defeated Cao Zhen, he is still far from enough in the eyes of the two.
After the initial surprise, the look in Leng Haoyu's eyes immediately became gloomy. The corners of the mouth made a smile, but it was a coincidence, since I just saw it, I just killed it.
This guy himself is on the wanted list of the Blood Feather Tower.
In front of these four sects, killing him is worthy of the sect's prestige.
"Listen to me, leave here first, and wait until the people from the Heavenly Sword Sect arrive. This Leng Haoyu will not show mercy to you..."
Mo Ling hurriedly said to Lin Yun regardless of his injuries.
She has dealt with Leng Haoyu many times, and she knows each other's personality well, just like a poisonous snake, she will never let it go once she has a chance.
"Since you are here, don't leave."
Leng Haoyu grinned, staring at Lin Yun with cold eyes, and said in a gloomy way: "You guy is really terrible, I got the news before March, but when I first entered the Purple Mansion, I was promoted to Yang Xuan. Context. In the dry sea, I am afraid that the harvest is not small, but it is a pity... You met me, no matter how strong your luck is, you must die here today!"
When the voice fell, he gave Lin Zhiyuan a look and coldly shouted: "Do it!"
This guy, as always cunning, first attracted Lin Yun with words, and then suddenly told Lin Zhiyuan to do it.
If it is an ordinary person, just focus on him, for fear that he will be caught off guard on the spot.
Lin Zhiyuan sneered, amidst the turmoil of the true essence, terrifying fists spread out. A faint purple brilliance radiated from all over his body, and within this fist's might, there was a rather heavy mountain momentum, which was endless.
"Dead!" He flew into the air, clenched his five fingers, and blasted a fist.
In mid-air, the sound of the mountain trembling suddenly resounded, and the roaring fist power made the ground tremble violently. The background of Long Yunbang leader, just one punch, makes people palpitate.
Under these prestige, the air seems to be broken, and the great pressure that diffuses makes people breathe quickly.
"Be careful!"
Mo Ling lost his voice and exclaimed.
"Play with you."
Lin Yun's expression is calm, but the vast sword intent in the depths of his eyes, with faint ripples.
Along with these ripples, the Purple Kite Sword Art immediately boiled, and the true essence condensed by the water of Xuanyin in the Purple Mansion was swayed by waves. Suddenly, there was violent power, and under the blessing of this sword intent, it flooded the whole body.
When he is at the peak of the Yin Profound Realm, his true essence will be able to compete with the Yang Profound Realm.
The promotion from the water of Profound Yin to the Profound Realm of Yang has already been reborn, even if it is only the true essence, it will not be much worse than the opponent.
Lin Yun raised his hands and clenched his five fingers, letting the pressure of this fist blow, blowing his clothes into a hunting noise. It was the same True Qi turbulent, the same was flying into the air, and it was also greeted with a fierce punch.
It's just that in his fist light, mixed with the power of thirty tripods and dragons, there is also a lingering silver sword intent.
Boom!
The fists were in mid-air, bumping into each other heavily, and a loud noise exploded in mid-air. It was like two huge ancient savage beasts, rushing to remember.
Boom!
The holy voice is loud, the sword intent hums, and the echo is endless.
The eyes of Lin Zhiyuan who shot the move suddenly flashed with a different color, and the power of his punch, let alone hurt Lin Yun, didn't even have the upper hand.
It's unbelievable, unbelievable.
"Innately great sword intent?"
Leng Haoyu, who was watching the battle not far away, frowned.
Although the sword intent lingering in the fist light was only a ray, he keenly sensed that it was indeed a congenital sword intent, which was shocked at once.
The huge ancient South China region, among the leaders of the younger generation, can grasp the congenital great sword intent, and there are only a handful of them, at most only a dozen people.
It's really not like that, how did a young man who had just reached the Yang Profound Realm, but was 18 years old, made this step.
Knowing his own innate sword intent, even Xiaocheng is a little bit hotter, but it is enough to deter many people.
Boom! boom! boom!
Between the electric light and flint, the two in mid-air fight dozens of moves. Lin Yun fought against each other, his fists hit the flesh, his bursting sharpness was not inferior.
"But so..."
Lin Yun's eyes flashed with obscurity, a little disdain, no wonder the opponent's ranking on the Long Yun list is so low.
Compared with Yang Fan, even Guo Xu is quite different from Yang Fan. It is indeed lack of strength.
"You guy!"
The four leaders gathered, and Lin Zhiyuan, who was standing in Long Yunbang's enchantment, looked very difficult to look under the eyes.
Seeing the wisp of disdain in Lin Yun's eyes, he was suddenly angry.
His whole body became violent, and in the blink of an eye, two ultimate moves of Jueyun Fist swept towards Lin Yun like a comet.
Boom! boom!
When these two fist lights fell on Lin Yun, it was just that he was shocked to discover. On Lin Yun, a purple-golden armor was condensed on his body, and a stream of light flashed on the armor, and an ancient dragon elephant shone with golden light.
This surpassing limit and being completed by Lin Yun to the seventh stage of the Dragon Elephant Battle Body Art, the condensed Dragon Elephant Battle Armor is like a reflection of a living ancient dragon elephant.
The two Absolute Cloud Fists bombarded the battle armor, and they were immediately offset, without hurting Lin Yun at all.
At this moment when Lin Zhiyuan was very surprised, Lin Yun's eyes flashed cold, and his body suddenly burst out with a terrifying killing intent. The killing intent was like a roar of a thousand army, and it was instantly stunned.
Seven kills fist, blame the sky for injustice!
Lin Yun took one step forward, suddenly killing intent, letting the wind and the cloud rise together, and the world pales in color.
The moment he took this step, he immediately caught up with Lin Zhiyuan, who was shaken off. He was clearly alone, but his intent to kill was like a thousand horses galloping.
Kill!
When these thousands of horses and thousands of troops yelled out a killing character at the same time, Lin Yun blasted out with a punch, venting the blood and sorrow in his chest.
Puff!
Lin Zhiyuan was vomiting blood and flew hundreds of meters.
"Kill!"
Another killing sound raged, and Lin Zhiyuan on the ground was so scared that he was frightened. Before he got up completely, he bent his body and dashed wildly.
But when Lin Yun was about to blast this fist, a very insidious atmosphere suddenly spread over, and Lin Yun immediately closed his fist and retreated.
Huh!
But still taking a step back, a hideous wound was drawn on his side, with blood spattering.
It was Leng Haoyu. He was sure that Lin Yun could not avoid this sword. Seeing that Lin Yun was stabbed, he immediately sneered and dashed to kill him.
Snoot!
The **** mist lingers on the body of his sword, and the sword aura makes a sound of splitting the air. It was the blood evil sword aura, this rather insidious sword technique, once targeted, it was like being bitten by a poisonous snake.
"Dead!"
This Leng Haoyu is quite decisive, he must hit a hit, so he has no intention of giving Lin Yun a way out.
He planned to use the blood evil sword technique to directly kill Lin Yun.
Chun! rub! rub!
Lin Yun doesn’t have a sword in his hand, he missed the first hand, and he was immediately driven by this person in danger, constantly retreating~IndoMTL.com~ I think you are so powerful, but it’s just a waste. I am embarrassed to claim that you are just that. Funeral? joke! "
Seeing Lin Yun being forced to retreat constantly, struggling with his own swordsmanship, Leng Haoyu's eyes suddenly flashed triumphantly.
What about the innate sword intent? Same death!
Blood sword burns the sky!
Amidst the roar, the sword power all over his body was burning like a flame of blood, and the momentum seemed to burn through the clouds in the sky, and a sword fell. The blood flames squirmed in the sky, like a demon in hell, about to be released, weird and evil.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Yun was buried in the **** flames of the sword power.
The power of this sword is too strong, and the blood flame is even more astonishing. Outsiders almost just noticed that Lin Yun was obliterated.
This endless blood flame engulfed Lin Yun and burned.
Sword!
But before everyone screamed in exclamation, they heard a soft drink, the majestic sword intent, through the boundless flames, echoed between the world.
Chang! Cang! Cang!
The swordsmen watching the battle nearby did not react, the sword in his hand dropped out, and the sword shadow filled the sky.
Ba Jian, run through the thunder and cut the lightning!
The magnificent sword power, starting from the fire, looking for that soaring into the sky. The dazzling sword light, like a lightning piercing the horizon, crushed the blazing blood flames into powder on the spot with unmatched strength.
The momentum was shocked, and the blood flames that burned the sky had not really trapped Lin Yun. It was cut into fireflies all over the sky by his domineering sword, swaying desolately like autumn leaves.
Wouldn't the side door be worthy to compete with Domineering Sword!
(End of this chapter)