Chapter 415
But this knife didn’t hurt Lin Yun after all, and Jing Jue himself was shocked back.
The light of the bright moon!
Lin Yun took this opportunity to shake his wrist, and the light of his sword shattered into the clouds. Shui Wuhen hidden in the sea of clouds was forced out, his sword seemed to count everything, almost the moment when the opponent just forced out his figure.
A flash of sword light like a bright moon blasted towards Shui Wuhen like lightning.
“Damn it!”
Shui Wuhen’s face changed drastically, and the sudden change made him somewhat unable to react. This sword must be hit, while the middle is closed. The only thing he can do is to try to reduce his injuries after hitting this sword.
Electric light, flint, light, too late to think, swung several swords to greet him.
Bang!
But the sword light that was as magnificent as a bright moon could not be resisted by the sword light he swung out in a hurry. His sword light smashed into pieces like a rotten sword, and his sword power collapsed, and the moonlight smashed the water Wuhen fiercely like a fire, burning like a raging flame.
Jing Jue, who was the first to land, flashed a strange light in his eyes, and said a dangerous cry in the dark.
Fortunately, this sword Lin Yun was directed at Shui Wuhen, otherwise he would have no time to react on the way he was shaken off.
Huh!
Shui Wuhen walked out of the sword like a bright moon, his body was covered with scars, and his white clothes were stained with blood, and he was very embarrassed.
When the two looked at Lin Yun, they were both shocked, completely unexpected.
Under one enemy and two, he still didn’t have much advantage, and even was countered by the opponent.
“Frosty and cold!”
But without waiting for them to guess, Lin Yun’s ultimate move was used again.
The flower burial sword was in his hand, and with a backhand wave, the sharp sword light was like a violent cold wind, like a plum blossom in winter snow.
The most arrogant, to the yin to cause cold!
A sword that seemed to be light and fluttering, but it carried the chill of thunder, like a bright sky, and instantly entered the winter of snow dancing.
Click! Click!
As far as the eyes can be seen, where the sword power passes, without exception, all are frozen.
Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue each blocked their swords in front of them in the turmoil of the true essence. Although it was not frozen, when the true essence touched the cold and lingering sword, it exploded in an instant. Each spit out blood and flew out.
To the sword’s heart, go forward bravely!
Lin Yun was full of vigor, and there was no fear or timidity in his eyes, and he ran wildly in the hall with a sword in his hand.
Bang bang bang!
While running, the vast sword power, like a surging river turned into a huge wave, whizzed away.
The landed Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue were forced to breathe hard in front of the huge waves.
Some resisted with difficulty, and while gritted his teeth to support, his confidence crumbled little by little.
One sword surpasses the sky, one sword sweeps Liuhe, one sword sweeps the wasteland, and one sword cuts the floating clouds.
Floating clouds for nine days, eight wastes and six together!
Without giving the opponent the slightest chance, Lin Yun, who was running wild, burst into endless domineering, and sacrificed his Tyrant Sword.
Bang!
Bright as the sun, the dazzling sword light defeated the opponent’s final confidence. The two of them were almost cut into two pieces by the sword light, the ribs on their chests were all broken, the internal organs exploded with cracks, and they hit the ground with heavy injuries, kicking the air very heavily.
A jade slip appeared in the hands of the two at the same time, but just when they were about to hold it.
Seeing the cold gaze, he suddenly shivered involuntarily, and the movement of crushing the jade slip stopped.
“Want to go? It’s not impossible, leave your storage bags.”
Lin Yun sneered, driving him to a desperate situation, still thinking about leaving in front of him calmly?
impossible!
Shui Wuheng gritted his teeth and said: “Lin Yun, there is no need to do so absolutely. On the sixth floor, when your senior sister and senior brother met me, I didn’t push them to death.”
As he spoke, Shui Wuheng took out a bottle of Cold Cloud Pill from the storage bag.
The intention is self-evident.
“I hope you didn’t lie to me.”
Recruiting the medicine bottle into his hand, Lin Yun glanced at the opponent and nodded slightly.
Shui Wuheng breathed a sigh of relief, crushed the jade slip, shrouded in light, and disappeared into the ninth floor of the palace with a hint of unwillingness.
“You better die in the tenth floor, don’t come out!”
With an indifferent expression, Jing Jue threw out the storage bag around his waist, and at the same time crushed the jade slip in his hand.
In his storage bag, there is an ancient sword, which is no less valuable than the sword in these nine layers.
The moment he threw it out, his heart seemed to have been dug out, and the pain of losing his beloved one was beyond words.
“Don’t worry, I will let you down.”
Lin Yun beckoned, sucked the other’s storage bag into his hand, and said calmly.
…
Two figures appeared one after another in the black lotus formation in the Silent Wasteland.
“Jing Jue!”
“Shui Wuhen!”
The elders of Qijue Fort and Moyue Villa suddenly exclaimed, and their faces were shocked when they saw the terrible scars on their bodies.
After waiting for a long time, no third figure appeared in the wasteland.
“Only Lin Yun is left, and it is the Lingxiao Jiange that has the last laugh.”
Undoubtedly, it must be Jiange Lin Yun, who defeated Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue with one enemy and two, and became the biggest winner in the Black Lotus Palace.
The sword wounds on Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue were enough to explain everything.
“Why hurt so badly?”
The elder of Qijue Fort saw Jing Jue’s wound, especially the sword wound that was almost cut off at his waist.
The expression on his face changed greatly in shock, and his injuries almost cost him his life.
It was a fluke for Jing Jue to survive. If he was really strong, he would definitely die.
“My storage bag was snatched by Lin Yun.”
Jing Jue’s face was dark, but he didn’t say much about the process of injury.
Do you really want to say that after joining hands with Shui Wuhen, Lin Yun was beaten by Lin Yun just like a dog.
“what!”
Elder Qijuebao’s face sank, Jing Jue rushed to the ninth floor, and his gains were definitely self-evident.
Many elders have high hopes for him, and there are many fragments of cheats that are urgently needed by the sect.
You know, these sects that drifted outside the empire, their backgrounds were not comparable to the four major sects.
Such a blow is really huge.
Jing Absolutely has this background, but he doesn’t have much feelings, he only loves his ancient treasured sword.
“I will be promoted to the Xuanwu tenth level first, and I will talk about the specific plan when Lin Yun comes out.”
Jing Jue looked cold and didn’t say much.
Before he entered the magic lotus secret realm, he already had ten levels of basalt cultivation, beheading opponents all the way in the secret realm, and robbed many magic lotus secret realms.
After quitting now, and feeling a little bit about the secrets gained, promotion to the Xuanwu ten is not a matter of course.
The other side.
Shui Wuhen didn’t say a word, and didn’t say a word.
After all, he was fortunate compared to Jing Jue, and only lost a bottle of Cold Cloud Pill. It was he who grabbed it from Bai Yue, and he had no loss.
You can reach the top ten floors, and the opportunity to create legends is gone, and it is inevitable that you will feel lost in your heart.
“The little brother is left.”
Elder Luo Feng and many of his disciples in the camp of Lingxiao Jiange were very nervous.
The smile on his face gradually converged.