Chapter 1316 This sword body is extraordinary!

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty

When the silver spear was held in Leng Aoran’s hands, the night turned crimson into a bloody red, and the crescent moon was hidden in the blood, like a beauty with red makeup on the table.

Weird, ghostly, horrible.

In this night, Lin Yun stood in the void, with a silver moon mask on his face. His body was blooming with silver brilliance, and a long silver hair was splitting down, which was much longer than usual blue silk.

Wow!

The silver hair was slightly raised in the wind, and Lin Yun held the purple jade god bamboo flute and landed on a dilapidated ruin.

Burial the dude!

Leng arrogantly stared at the other party, eyes flashing with strange blood and a smile on his mouth. His appearance, under the moonlight, looked very strange, as if he could distort people’s hearts at any time.

A look can make people fall into the asura’s purgatory environment, fall into it forever, and fall into madness.

“I have seen my Xuantian heavy armor, and I know that the holy soldiers fell in my hands. You dare to show up. It’s really out of my expectation.” Leng Aoran smiled wickedly and looked at Lin Yun unscrupulously.

When he fought with Yanteng before, he vaguely noticed that there were eyes watching in the distance.

Leng Aoran didn’t care, especially after he got the Saint Soldier, he didn’t even care.

It’s okay if the other party doesn’t show up, if it shows up, it’s going to die.

Funeral?

Ha ha, just looking for death!

“Go ahead.”

Lin Yun glanced at the hole in his shoulder, the blood was still flowing, and the injury to this man was not light. If he was in the peak state, holding a Saint Soldier in his hand, Lin Yun would still have to be a little jealous.

But that’s all. Now that he is injured and knows all his cards, there is nothing to be afraid of.

“You guy, you really can’t cry without seeing the coffin. I will see who is under your mask!”

Leng Aoran smiled and stepped out.

His speed was so fast that he disappeared from everyone’s sight almost instantly, but he had just taken a step. The Xiaoyin immediately rang, and a purple iris flower bloomed as if it appeared out of thin air.

clang!

Leng Aoran waved the silver spear in his hand and chopped up the flying purple iris flower, but he was also forced out of his body.

Cang! Cang! Cang!

Before he could react, the continuous flute sound accompanied by the sword intent of the sky, under Lin Yun’s playing, kept sounding.

At the same time, Lin Yun closed his eyes tightly, and the green shirt agitated, and one after another purple iris flowers burst out of his body.

After a while, snow fell all over the sky.

Xiao Yin is like dripping rain, which can be seen all over the sky. Xiao Yin is like a boundless sea of flowers, blooming with fragrance, which can be heard everywhere, and it is like a beauty like a moon, independent of the world, and fascinating.

This Xiaoyin, visible, audible, and imaginable, the eternal sky, once wind and moon, is all in the boundless wind and snow.

The majestic vision, magnificent and mighty!

Ben Lei Demon Sword’s complexion immediately became difficult to look at. He wanted to kill, and directly suppressed the opponent with the silver spear in his hand, and took off Lin Yun’s mask directly.

Unexpectedly, after taking a step, I was repelled by this Xiaoyin.

Clang clang clang!

The silver spear in his hand was dazzled by the dazzling waving of him, the purple iris flowers were chopped up, and the ray of sword light was blasted through.

But he just couldn’t get close to half a step, instead, under the pressure of Xiaoyin, he took a step by step, retreating wildly.

laugh!

A piece of petal flew away, Ben Lei Demon Sword did not avoid it in time, and the cheek was pierced with blood.

“Endless!”

Leng Aoran’s eyes flashed with anger, and he beckoned Xing Yuan directly into his hands.

boom!

In an instant, a hundred sacred patterns bloomed, and a violent coercion burst forth, and the sage soldiers were much stronger than Yanteng in his hands.

Click!

Seeing in the void, countless petals shattered, he held a silver gun to smash withered and rotten, and drove straight into the wind and snow and petals in the sky.

boom!

Lin Yun’s long hair fluttered in an instant, the sharp sharpness of his body bloomed, and the melodious flute sound turned into an earth-shattering long tone.

It was like a Wanzhang waterfall rolling back in the wind and rushing straight into the sky. At the same time, his sword intent to reach the sky skyrocketed, from Xiaocheng Tongtian to Dacheng Tongtian, and then to the peak of Tongtian.

Hum!

The elongated flute sound made an extremely harsh and sharp sound, like a phoenix ming, reaching its peak at the same time as the sword intent of the sky.

The silver spear that drove straight in was blocked by a vision of sound waves and sword intent when it was still two feet away from Lin Yun.

The tip of the gun is shining bright, with thunder and lightning like blood, dazzling and dazzling.

But no matter how hard the Ben Lei Sword Demon tried, in the face of such a powerful vision, it was still unable to break open.

boom!

On the ruins, Lin Yun’s closed eyes suddenly opened at this moment.

In an instant, Lin Yun’s sharp flute sound that reached its peak suddenly turned tactfully. It turned into a wind dragon, spinning among the clouds, turning faster and faster, sweeping away the bloody night.

Wow!

The clouds cleared and the fog cleared, and the sky was full of stars falling.

Lin Yun was wearing a silver robe, draped in the stars that fell from the sky, and his fingers moved quickly and non-stop. This purple kite flying music is reaching the limit that people can’t imagine, and the stars falling on him seem to be distorted.

Sword shadows burst out from his body, forming a sword formation in the blink of an eye.

Ziyuan sword formation, peerless!

The sword shadows formed an array, and Lin Yunren soared into the air above the ruins, carrying boundless sword intent, wrapped in the sky with stars, and pushed forward amidst the flying snow.

Ben Lei Demon Sword’s face changed drastically, he put the holy spear away, and replaced it with the sword he had used before.

For him, replacing the sword with a gun is a bit uncomfortable after all.

The sword light waved in his hand, and it could be clearly seen that every ray of his sword light turned into a blood electric dragon. The dragon is like a magic whip that is hundreds of feet long, constantly flapping on the sword formation.

But the sword formation is like a mountain, and with the blessing of the sword intent and Xiaoyin of the sky, there is no flaw in it.

The figure of Lei Demon Sword was constantly pushed back by Lin Yun just in full view.

“Nine Dragons Breaks the Sky!”

Leng arrogantly suffocated, completely angry, swiped a sword, and the blood filled the sky. In the boundless sea of blood, nine dragon shadows broke through the sea and roared towards the purple kite sword formation.

At this moment, the world was dyed blood, and everyone felt the madness of Ben Lei Demon Sword.

Lin Yun was not in the slightest fear, he suddenly became heavy like a violent Xiaoyin in a storm. Every Xiaoyin sounded like a ten thousand-foot mountain rising from the ground, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was sinking.

Purple Kite sword formation, reverse!

Nine destinies return to one, Fengming Chaoyang!

The majestic sword formation suddenly reversed, and Lin Yun’s originally terrifying sword intent became more and more frightening during the reversal. After the ninth rank, he reached a terrifying sword intent close to the fourth rank.

Rumble!

The flying nine blood dragons slapped on the reversing sword formation, and the sky burst with dazzling light.

too frightening!

Everyone gazed at all this in amazement, never expecting that a person could force the Lei Ben Lei Demon Sword to such a level with only a flute.

Cang!

In the bright and chaotic light, a phoenix sounded, and there was a morning sun rising behind Lin Yun.

Under the shining sun, the bloody light was completely dissipated, and Lin Yun walked out of the sun. He was rich and handsome, and his equipment was extraordinary, shining like a god.

Puff!

The cold and proud nine blood-colored flood dragons were completely crushed by the sword formation, and a mouthful of blood was spit out, and it was too late to catch a breath. In that sword formation, there was an ice phoenix draped in ambiguous colors, swooping toward him.

The sound of the flute is endless, covering the ice phoenix spreading its wings with a layer of sacred glory.

Bang!

The Lei Demon Sword flew out in the air, and the whole person fell into the distance like a broken kite.

Huh!

Lin Yun was half-empty in the depths, and the sound of the hole flute was heard, resounding through the sky and the earth, as if a colorful cloud was chasing the moon and leaving in the sky.

“Xuantian Heavy Armor!”

Just when everyone felt that the crumbling Lei Demon Sword was bound to die, a terrible edge suddenly burst into his body. A layer of profound armor exuded a metal-like luster, shining on the sky full of galaxies, and the coercion on the body was infinite after all in the star-like realm.

Xuantian Baojian!

Everyone was slightly startled, and suddenly remembered that this person was still a disciple of Xuan Tianzong, and this strongest hole card was not used.

Click! Click! Click! Click!

Ben Lei Demon Sword relied on Xuantian’s heavy armor, and rushed over with Xiao Yin abruptly. His eyes were blood-red and his whole person was plunged into devilishness.

Click!

The Xuantian heavy armor on his body faintly exploded with cracks as he kept approaching. But after all, he rushed into the Purple Kite Sword Formation, and the speed of the heavy armor’s rupture continued to increase, Leng Aoran ignored it.

“Playboy Burial, it’s your time to die!”

Leng Aoran gave a grinning smile, and Jian Guang pierced out before his words fell.

He is very accurate, Lin Yun’s Purple Kite Flying Dance has come to an end. As long as he survived the most dangerous sword formation and killed the opponent, he could solve the opponent with a single sword.

Under the attention of everyone, his sword directly pierced Lin Yun’s heart, and countless exclamations immediately sounded on the ground.

But Leng Aoran was immediately surprised to find that there were many holy patterns entangled in the other party’s heart, and he could never penetrate through with this sure-killing sword.

Just as he was about to retire, Lin Yun put down the flute and pointed over.

One leaf and one bodhi, one flower and one world!

The seven-layered sea of flowers bloomed and overlapped behind Lin Yun, and when he pointed it out, the majestic sword light passed through it like a dragon.

Puff!

The Xuantian heavy armor on Leng Aoran’s body instantly fell apart, and a terrifying hole appeared in his body, and the whole person was directly blasted out.

His face was so pale that he could not imagine, and his breath was weaker than ever before. After landing, he did not dare to stay for a while, dragging his remains and fleeing frantically.

puff!

The corner of Lin Yun’s mouth overflowed with blood stains, and slowly fell from the air, protected by a silver moon mask, only a sword could not pierce his heart.

But his injury was equally serious, but it was not as serious as Leng Aoran, and he still had the power of World War I.

“Lin Yun, are you okay!” Xiao Bingfeng asked nervously in the sword box.

Lin Yun said faintly: “Don’t worry, you go chasing the Thunder Demon Sword, he can’t run too far.”

“Someone is chasing me.”

“Don’t worry, I know who it is. Go chase someone first.”

“Oh.”

Lin Yun turned around, his body turned in the air, and in the blink of an eye he fell cross-legged on a boulder.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Not long after, three figures appeared first in his field of vision. Yan Teng, Xuan Fei, and Lei Lan rushed over with three direct disciples.

Seeing Lin Yun sitting cross-legged and seeing the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, Yan Teng’s eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.

This guy is really hurt!

I knew that just now that Leng arrogantly killed the sword, absolutely couldn’t follow so easily.

“Playboy Burial, I didn’t expect it!” Yan Teng’s mouth turned into a smile, and his eyes flashed with pride, even if you forced the Lei Demon Sword away, it still fell into my hands in the end.

He was forced to a desperate situation now, and the Saint Soldier was snatched away by the Lei Demon Sword, and he became a dog to the opponent in public.

Returning to the Palace of the Xuanwang is a dead end, but if the head of the funeral of the playboy is taken back, the big brother may be able to spare his life.

“He killed a lot of evil cultivators in the last month, and his wealth is beyond imagination!” Xuan Fei’s eyes flashed with greed, and he licked his dry tongue and lips.

Lei Lan’s eyes were burning and he said coldly: “Hehe, the mask on his face is probably a sacred artifact!”

Hallows!

Yan Teng’s eyes instantly became fiery, and if he could bring it back, he might be able to offset the loss of the Saint Soldier.

“kill him!”

Yan Teng instructed the disciple of the Palace of Xuanwang behind him, Xuan Fei and Lei Lan gave the same order.

The three of them were seriously injured. Even if Lin Yun was stabbed in the center of the mouth, he did not have the strength to fight, so he still did not dare to take risks too much.

Huh! Huh!

The three disciples behind, their eyes immediately fell on Lin Yun, killing intent surged in their eyes, but they were somewhat apprehensive.

Just before the battle, the funeral of the playboy was shocked in their eyes.

“Are you sure you are willing to work for him?”

Lin Yun’s tone didn’t fluctuate, his eyes swept, and he asked calmly.

“Kill him, the treasure will be divided equally!” Yan Teng said with cold eyes, gritted teeth.

Huh!

A group of people didn’t hesitate immediately. The dispositions of these three disciples were not very good. The Qiu Family Hall also mocked Lin Yun in every possible way.

Right now, hearing Yanteng Treasure’s equally divided words, one by one rose into the air, without any hesitation.

court death!

A color of indifference flashed in Lin Yun’s eyes, and the purple jade god bamboo flute was placed on her lips, and the sound of the flute rang instantly.

He is playing the Overlord Sword!

One sword cuts floating clouds, one sword cuts off nine days.

One sword smashes eight wastes, one sword equalizes the world.

Floating clouds for nine days, all over the world!

The sound of the flute is like a wave, and one wave is higher than another, with violent storms and rain, waves rushing into the sky. The storm came quickly, and it went quickly. The short and violent sound of the Xiao sound shook the sky, and lightning pierced the void.

boom! boom! boom!

The three disciples who flew in, had just soared into the air and had not yet approached Lin Yun, but their heads were shaken by Xiao Yin in the air.

The blood was splattered everywhere, and everyone was blooming like fireworks, and the picture was poignant and cruel.

The three Yanteng’s complexions turned pale, and they saw the horrible scene before them. They only felt that their legs and feet were soft, and they were shaking all over.

Is this the strength of the funeral?

Is this the pressure that Ben Lei Mo Jian just faced?

Thinking about it this way, Ben Lei Demon Sword could last for such a long time, and he almost stabbed Lin Yun to death with a single sword. His strength was even more terrifying than the three of them had imagined.

But the person in front of you is even more terrifying!

Above the boulder, Lin Yun stood up suddenly, looking at the three with cold eyes. The three of them were trembling in the aftermath of Xiaoyin, blood was constantly overflowing from their mouths, and the ears seemed to be still reverberating with the sound of Bajian.

“I really thought I was so hurt that I didn’t even have the strength to fight it? I’m waiting for you!” Lin Yun said coldly, without a trace of emotion in his voice.

Yan Teng said in horror: “Who are you on earth?”

“Who am I? Did you forget so soon?”

Lin Yun laughed and took off the mask on his face. The beautiful and beautiful face was immediately presented in front of the three of them.

Lin Yun!

The funeral boy turned out to be just Lin Yun of the Celestial Soul Realm, and the jaws of the three of them were almost falling off.

How can this be?

Lin Yun pinned the purple jade god bamboo flute to his waist, and came to the three of them, staring at Yan Teng, making the latter feel unimaginable fear.

He wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, but his legs trembled, and he didn’t listen to anything.

“Since your doglegs are uncomfortable standing up, don’t ask for it!”

Lin Yun called out the burial flower, the sword light flickered, Yan Teng’s knee was cut to pieces in an instant, and he knelt down with a plop.

“Lin Yun, you are looking for death!” Yan Teng was heartbroken, he stared at Lin Yun fiercely, and said angrily: “You bastard, if you dare to kill me, Floating Cloud Sword Sect will be destroyed!”

“You dog eyes like to be defiant, so don’t let it go!”

Lin Yun struck a sword again, Yan Teng’s eyes were destroyed in an instant, and blood kept pouring from his eye sockets.

“my eyes!”

Yan Teng was panicked in pain, and he covered his eyes with his hands, shaking constantly.

“Since your dog’s paw likes to deceive others, it’s better not to have it!”

Lin Yun swung out two swords, the sword light flickered, blood was like a fountain, and Yan Teng’s arms flew out immediately.

“No! No! No!”

Yan Teng roared desperately. He regretted it to the point that he could not add to it. He had never thought that a Tianpao who was humiliated two days ago would retaliate in such a cruel way two days later.

“Hurt my demon and insult my dignity, you can roll your dog’s head, don’t be a man in your next life!”

Lin Yun flew by with a sword, and Yan Teng’s head flew out alone.

Dead!

Xuan Fei and Lei Lan were frightened a long time ago, they looked at all this dumbfounded, their mouths wide open and they couldn’t make a sound anyway.

They… what kind of existence did they provoke?

thump!

The two knelt to the ground, trembling: “Lin…Lin Yun, he is the mastermind, Yanteng…is the mastermind. I really didn’t want to be your enemy.”

“I am the most fair person, you both gave me a palm, and I will give you a sword at night.”

Without waiting for the two to finish their begging for mercy, Lin Yun swung his sword and returned it to its sheath.

Cang!

Blood spattered on their necks, and they tried to cover their necks, but they couldn’t stop the blood that kept pouring out.

Lin Yun put on a mask, her silver hair fluttering in the wind.

In the eyes of other sect disciples who came, he was playing a flute, draped in the moonlight, playing tunes that no one could understand, singing with a sword, and walking away from the clouds.

Where can I find a friend in the end of the world?

In a chaotic world, how can our generation be in the pool? This sword is extraordinary!

[It’s still five thousand words, two chapters and ten thousand words, this update is not less, right? The quality you want is not bad. Continue to ask for monthly tickets, 1,000 votes the next day, I really don’t want to be exploded at the end of the month. The number one of this month, I really want to get it, please. 】