Chapter 424: Purple Mansion Realm Elder
The elders and disciples of the other sects, seeing this scene, looked equally shocked in their eyes. As bystanders, they saw more clearly, the monstrous killing intent on Lin Yun’s body was really shocking.
What is even more unbelievable is that the two half-step Zifu masters died when they said they were dead.
Even if Lin Yun possessed the treasure, it was still a bit weird.
Someone trembled: “This guy has a mortal heart, and he doesn’t leave a way for himself at all. This kind of person is really terrible.”
“The half-step deacons of those three sects are all evil cultivators. They look shockingly angry, but they are really fierce. At the moment of life and death, they immediately show their original form, but they are a group of people who are greedy for life and fear of death.”
“In the end, the evil spirits of the High Heaven sword pavilion have fully revealed the swordsman’s strength of character.”
“Oh, if my generation of righteous disciples all have this courage, how can they suffer from evil cultivation in the ordinary days.”
There are countless evil cultivators scattered in the Great Qin Empire, and once the ordinary sect disciples encounter them, they will be more ill-fortuned.
Why?
It was because of the lack of anger, and before the fight, he was frightened by the opponent’s evil anger. It’s rare to be able to show 50% of the strength in a single body.
In the wind and snow, Lin Yun’s courage to regard death as home, with the power of one person, shook the eight evil repairs back.
I have to say that it is really exciting.
“Spring weather turns rain!”
“The waves don’t stop!”
“Smoky water misty!”
“Frosty and cold!”
Lin Yun, who chased him all the way, was always extremely calm, and he used the exquisite killer moves in the Shuiyue swordsmanship. With the Red Flame War Blade in his hand, they displayed them one by one, and the remaining six people died in the blink of an eye.
The deaths one after another made the remaining three people completely shocked.
Weeping face, fled in embarrassment, shouting non-stop.
clang!
Seeing the three of them, they were about to die one after another, and a blade of light fell, blocking the Red Flame Battle Banner.
Lin Yun only felt that his hands were numb, and he was stunned.
Looking up, it was a gray-clothed old man in Qijuebao, with a strong pressure on his body.
Surprisingly, the elder of the Purple Mansion Realm!
“There are such bloody people in the Great Qin Empire. The old man is really reluctant to kill, but you must die!”
The gray-clothed old man stepped forward, and the sharp blade was mixed with the power of the Purple Mansion Realm, and it rushed forward.
Before the person arrived, he shattered the sword force on Lin Yun’s body.
too strong……
This is the strength of the purple mansion realm powerhouse, half a step from the purple mansion, it is completely different from the world, and it is not the same.
Cengceng!
He didn’t give Lin Yun time to keep his breath, he deceived him and cut three times.
After three stabs, Lin Yun’s mouth overflowed with blood and was violently shaken out. However, he gritted his teeth during the shock flight, and the war blade used a double-moon blood sickle while it was turning, drawing a bloody arc forward.
Huh!
Although the gray-clothed old man reacted, he still retreated a bit slowly, and a shallow blood stain was pulled out on his chest.
Touching the wound on his chest, the gray-clothed old man’s eyes became more gloomy and cold.
clang!
Before Lin Yun landed, his body flashed, and the scarlet sword in Lin Yun’s hand was slashed out with a single knife, leaving a terrible scar on his chest.
“elder brother!”
Xin Yan was shocked, and the other elders of Jiange also changed their expressions.
After all, the opponent broke through the line of defense and released an elder of the Purple Mansion Realm, or a fierce swordsman.
“court death!”
Xin Jue, who was entangled with the enemy deacon, his face sank and turned into a flash of lightning, killing him in shock.
At present, Jiange is not sufficiently manpowered, and it is difficult for the elders to pull back to help.
The ten elders of the sword pavilion are basically one to three, and the sword elders even use the Xiaoyun sword to fight one to ten.
Apart from him, no one helped Lin Yun.
Without even thinking about it, Xin Jue used his thunder-thundering sword to the extreme, and rushed to it.
“Are you going to die again?”
The gray-clothed old man smiled coldly, raised his hand with a knife, and looked at the thunder sword.
Ke Xinjue’s thundering sword force was obviously beyond his expectation, and it was much stronger than he had imagined.
The power of a sword shook it back several steps abruptly.
“If you want to kill Lin Yun, pass me first.”
There was a crackling electric light all over his body, and Xin Jue exuded a powerful sword force, and looked at the opponent coldly, with no fear.
“Half a step in the Purple Mansion?”
The gray-clothed old man Mingrui felt the breath on Xin Jue’s body. He was taken aback for a moment, and then he smiled: “Lingxiao sword pavilion is really talented. If it is an ordinary Purple Mansion realm, I’m afraid it can’t help you. Unfortunately, what you have encountered is I die!”
The voice fell, and it rose into the air and slashed out with a heavy blow.
Suddenly, the thunder shadow exploded, and when the sword light fell, it looked like a hideous and terrifying flood dragon.
Click!
Xin Jue blocked the sword, stepped back three steps, and the long sword in his hand exploded. His palm overflowed, and blood dripped down the hilt in the snow.
“Brother, take the sword!”
Not far away, Lin Yun, who was lying on the ground, was hit hard, clutching the wound on his chest, and threw a sword from his storage bag.
It was the ancient treasure soldier he harvested in the nine-story palace.
A strange light flashed in Xin Jue’s eyes, and before the precious soldier fell, the man revolved in mid-air and held the sword.
But the dragon-like blade light behind him, like a shadow, came to kill again.
Without thinking about it, Xin Jue suddenly turned around and drew his sword out of its sheath.
boom!
The sword body is brilliant, and the sharp sword power contained in the ancient treasure soldier is like a dazzling Hao Sun.
Is it a treasure again?
The gray-clothed old man who rushed over, his face changed a little, but his heart was cursing.
Endless…
“Good sword!”
Holding the ancient treasure soldier in hand, Xin Jue laughed in mid-air, with a sword all over her body. He immediately smashed the opponent’s fierce and unfeeling sword power, and then gained the power without forgiving, with the might of the treasure, he used his thunder-thundering swordsmanship to surpass the limit.
锵锵锵锵锵锵!
Nine sword lights that thundered like the sun, one sword was more fierce than the other, and finally smashed the gray-clothed old man’s vigorous and solemn power of the Purple Mansion.
When the last sword fell, it stabbed it in his chest and severely chopped it down.
Mirror flower water and moon!
Lin Yun, whose injuries eased a little on the ground, flashed a cold light in his eyes and slapped his palms on the ground fiercely.
He stood up in the air, holding the hilt of the sword, letting the sharp snow slap on his face, and rushed towards the gray-clothed old man.
“act recklessly.”
The gray-clothed old man hadn’t landed yet, and when he saw Lin Yun rushing over, the corner of his mouth raised a sneer with disdain.
After being hit by him, he dared to rush to die.
But his smile quickly condensed, and Lin Yun in midair suddenly turned into nine afterimages, rising like a cloud, quietly dispersing, true and false, the vastness of the sword is erratic, making it impossible to lock it.
“die!”
The sides of the nine afterimages overlapped, and the moment they overlapped, there was moonlight changing on Lin Yun.
Clouds and clouds are missing, and the situation is changing.
When Lin Yun pierced out with a sword, the cloud was pierced and the rain was raining, and Caiche was bright. The sword light blooms like a flower, the blue sky and clear water, the falling flower and the bright moon fly together, and the autumn water is the same color.
This sword, the mirror flower of the water moon, bloomed a beautiful side among the scattered snow.
Puff!
The gray-clothed old man had no time to react, so he was hit by a sword in his throat.
The blood splashed out from the neck immediately.
In the boundless wind and snow, this tyrannical elder of the Purple Mansion Realm, clutching his neck, fell down extremely unwillingly.
As soon as he fell, Lin Yun, who was relaxed, vomited blood, his face turned paler.
It seems colder than the snow dancing in the sky.