Chapter 352
“It is said that Lin Yunxiu’s Dragon Tiger Fist is very powerful, which makes the disciples of Xuan Tianzong quite dissatisfied. This Bai Yu did this, maybe, behind the Xuan Tianzong elder’s instruction.”
“It’s also true that an outsider has practiced so well in his sect’s boxing skills. This sect must be dissatisfied. I’m afraid that this time, I came prepared and intended to teach Lin Yun a lesson.”
“It seems that Bai Yu is confident.” thought
After being astonished, the disciples of the major sects in the hall all cast their eyes on Lin Yun.
Seeing how he did it, Liu Yue sneered, her eyes projected over with Yue Qing.
He is now in full swing. First, let the millennia-old bell and phoenix fly into the sky, and then take the first place in the alliance battle. Many people have heard of his name.
But for this battle, it seems that he is not very optimistic about him.
Lin Yun didn’t talk nonsense, put down the wine glass, and walked toward the center of the hall with the sword box on his back.
“Even if you still have a temper, you know what shame is. But you will undoubtedly lose in this battle. From the moment you practiced my Dragon and Tiger sect, you are destined to bear all this today!”
Seeing Lin Yun approaching, Bai Yu looked up slightly with an arrogant expression.
He is a genius that Xuan Tianzong hasn’t appeared in a hundred years, and Lin Yun is not much different in age, and there is a lot of competition with each other. Last night, after the elder Zongmen asked him to play against Lin Yun, he took his orders happily without hesitation.
“It’s better not to test my temper… I will regret it.”
Lin Yun looked calm and said calmly.
“Do you think that with the half-dangling Dragon Tiger Fist, you can really compete with me? Haha, the authentic Buddhist Dragon Tiger Fist, you don’t know how terrifying it is!”
Bai Yu laughed coldly, did not take Lin Yun too seriously.
“To defeat you, you don’t need to use Dragon Tiger Fist.”
“Hehe, by virtue of Xuantianzong’s incompetence, you won’t even have a chance of winning 10%. If you want to defeat my Xuantianzong’s Dragon Tiger Fist with swordsmanship, you don’t have to weigh how many catties you have.”
A touch of confidence flashed in Bai Yu’s eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
The bald elder of Xuan Tianzong, and the other senior brothers, smiled and nodded slightly. This white elm can speak. Compared with the swordsmanship of the Dragon Tiger Fist of the Xuan Tianzong, the Megatron Daqin, and the Lingxiao sword pavilion, it is naturally not influential.
Xuantianzong Wang Han smiled coldly, and said faintly: “Alright, Junior Brother Bai, don’t talk nonsense with him. Within three moves, defeat him.”
Three tricks?
Everyone seemed a little shocked when he said this.
No matter how Lin Yun was, he was also the rising star of the Lingxiao sword pavilion. Although his cultivation base was weaker than this white elm. But somehow they have also won the first place in the Jiange League battle, not because they have gained a reputation. Although they are more optimistic about Baiyu in this battle.
However, you said that you defeated Lin Yun with three strokes, which is a bit too mad.
In the eyes of outsiders, the two should be between the two, Bai Yusheng is coming prepared, and his cultivation has the upper hand. But this advantage, no matter how you look at it, doesn’t seem to be big enough to allow Bai Yu’s three moves to win.
boom!
Without warning, the sound of dragons and tigers roared suddenly from Bai Yu’s body. The dragon yin was violent, the tigers roared like thunder, the endless gust of wind raged from the white elm, and the Buddhism Shengwei continued to rush.
“The first trick!”
The long gown has no wind, and the long hair dances with the wind, and the white elm snorts coldly. The soles of his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and a crack was stepped out of the jade ground as hard as green steel, and he rushed over like a lightning bolt.
In mid-air, five fingers clenched tightly, and there was another roar of dragons and tigers, like a volcanic eruption, continuous, and the shaking people’s eardrums were startled.
The mountain cried out with a tsunami-like violent momentum.
“So strong!”
“This young man… is not like the seventh level of Xuanwu at all, he has come prepared!”
“It’s terrible, this Baiyu is really tough. No wonder Wang Han dared to say three strokes to win. With the momentum of this punch, the disciples of Xuanwu Eighth Clan didn’t dare to hold onto it. I don’t think three strokes are necessary.”
Too strong…As soon as this Baiyu shot, everyone woke up like a dream, understanding why he was so mad.
This boy does indeed have arrogant capital.
When he finished ten steps and came in front of Lin Yun, he developed a vision of dragons and tigers jumping, swallowing mountains and rivers, a dragon and a tiger, and two phantoms appeared behind him at the same time.
“Are you going to step forward?”
Lin Yun didn’t evade, but his body was as quiet as water, and his calm and unhurried temperament suddenly became fierce.
Waves of sword power radiated from him like waves, and the whole person seemed to transform into a lake, a lake that reflected the sky full of clouds and shone like a mirror.
Flowing water is invisible!
Lin Yun waved his hand and held the burial sword that flew out of the sword box tightly. When the fist was about to come forward, he drew the sword out of its sheath.
rub!
The sword body glitters and flickers, and roses dance wildly, like dreams and illusions. The sword power is erratic, like water and clouds, without phase and action.
Click!
Like a dragon like a tiger, a punch that swallowed the mountains and rivers with anger clearly locked Lin Yun. The moment that could fall, I just passed by, igniting the violent wind, and the wind lifted Lin Yun’s long hair on his forehead, revealing a beautiful, handsome, calm face.
But the sword he stabbed out was an unscrupulous picture, suddenly rising into the sky. The waves are as high as a hundred feet high, and roar like a dragon, rolling in.
Bai Yu was taken aback. He never expected Lin Yun’s sword power to be so strange. The punch just hit it clearly, but when it was about to fall, the other party swayed gently and slid over silently like running water.
To outsiders, it was as if Lin Yun didn’t move, but escaped his punch.
The sword that came from the spur was even more turbulent, and under the insistence of Jianyi, the strength of the sword was shockingly strong.
“Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger!”
But this white elm was so good, the left hand turned into a dragon mountain, and the right hand turned into a tiger mountain. Facing this madly advancing sword, his five fingers clenched, and his fists slammed into each other.
Bang!
It was as if a dragon mountain and a tiger mountain crashed into each other and merged into a dragon and tiger mountain amidst the earth-shaking sound. Hidden dragon under the mountain, crouching tiger on the top of the mountain, hidden dragon and crouching tiger!
clang!
The one known as the strongest defensive move in Longhuquan, abruptly, blocked this deadly sword.
“Fu Moyin!”
Regardless of the violent turbulence of the sword in his body, Bai Yu gritted his teeth, his hands condensed like a magic mark. Suddenly, the whole body was shining with golden light, the Buddha’s prestige was flaming, and a Buddhist swastika was condensed in the back of his head, constantly rotating.
Lin Yun had practiced the Dragon Tiger Boxing himself, and knew how terrifying the defense of the Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, and the power of the Fu Demon Seal.
He did not fight it hard, his arms stretched out, and his right leg bends slightly, like a swallow splashing water. The sword power of the stormy sea, just accept it when you say it, the vast sword power suddenly became extremely weak, weak to the slightest, like a drizzle and silent, like a spring breeze on your face, like an autumn water, coming slowly.
First is the strongest defense, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, and also the extremely violent Fumoyin, Bai Yu wanted to make a quick battle.
But his continuous offensive was like hitting cotton, which was beyond effective.
Before I knew it, the ten tricks just passed.
The so-called three strokes to defeat Lin Yun also quietly turned into a joke.
Xuan Tianzong’s expression became tense up and down, staring at the battle. Right now, they only wanted Bai Yu to end the battle quickly, and don’t continue to delay it.
Longhuquan is in the hands of Baiyu, and it is superbly displayed. It is like a dragon and a tiger, and the offensive is unparalleled. Each move is shocking.