Chapter 462 Refund, Not Refund?
It seemed that Lin Yun was just air, no one knew what he was thinking.
Just when Lin Yun was about to approach the carriage, three sword lights appeared for no reason. The true essence was surging, the sword lights criss-crossed, and in front of the prince and Xin Yan, a sword net was laid out with a sharp edge.
The three shots were Wang Feng of Shuiyue Villa, Ji Wuheng of Hunyuan Men, and Tang Jie of Qin Tian Academy, who were the core disciples of the Qingxuanhui.
All three of them have the tenth-fold cultivation base of Xuanwu, and even Lin Yun’s horrible swordsmanship urged their cultivation to the extreme.
Obviously, he was going to hit Lin Yun’s life gate and seize the weakness of his cultivation base being only the eighth layer of Xuanwu.
Ji Wuheng, Wang Feng, and Tang Jie have different sects, and if they talk about tacit understanding, they are definitely not as good as the elites of Shence Camp. But the three of them were all core disciples of the sect, and they ranked second in the order of the Great Qin Empire.
The combination of the three is far more terrifying than the elite charge of the hundreds of meters Shence Camp.
Seeing the three terrifying swordsmanship, they were about to overlap, and a difficult choice was placed in front of Lin Yun.
Refund, not refund?
Retire, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity will be missed. The broken mountain and river map can’t be sacrificed once. When the Shence camp stabilizes, it is almost impossible to break through the layers and kill the formation.
Not refundable…
When these three sword lights fell, even if they could break, they had to be injured on the spot. If you are not careful, you will even fall on the spot, and you will die.
The opponent’s sword will not have any affection to stay.
Not refundable!
Between the lightning and flint, Lin Yun no longer had the slightest confusion in his eyes, he urged him to send his innate sword intent to the extreme half a step. The flowers were buried in his hands, and the trembling continued. Seventy-one purple iris flowers bloomed in the pubic area, and the surging breath suddenly burst into his body.
Bang!
The burial flower sword blessed by the half-step innate sword intent, and the three overlapping sword lights, slammed into each other.
Amidst the loud noise, a bright light burst out, like the scorching sun reappearing, and the intuition of the crowd from all quarters was extremely dazzling.
Cengceng!
In the sword intent fight, the invisible sword power is just like the substance, turning into ripples and spreading out.
Ten miles of long street in the wind and snow, a long sword, without the control of the people, broke out with the sound of clank.
“My sword!”
“This… is too strong, this kind of sword intent is simply unheard of.”
“It’s terrible, Lin Yun actually blocked it. The swordsmen of the three top forces joined forces, and they didn’t suppress him!”
Under the breath of horror, the eyes of the people on both sides of the street were extremely surprised.
Shuiyue Villa Wang Feng, Hunyuan Men Ji Wuheng, and Qin Tian Academy Tang Jie all looked a little ugly. They didn’t expect such a big ugly appearance in front of the prince.
The three of them joined forces, and they were unable to suppress Lin Yun in terms of sword intent. It was obvious that they should crush the opponent.
With a loud bang, the two parties in mid-air pushed away.
The dazzling sword light exploded and turned into a fierce wind, sweeping across all directions.
In the violent wind, Ji Wuheng’s eyes flashed dark and cold, and they looked at each other, and their killing intent was violent.
“Smoke is everywhere!”
“Iron Lock Hengjiang!”
“A sword soars into the sky!”
At the moment when the ultimate move was sacrificed, there was an overwhelming sword light, forming an air glow like a mountain whistling and a tsunami, sweeping towards Lin Yun.
“Good job!”
Amidst the snowflakes dancing, Lin Yun’s shirt was stained with blood. He didn’t panic at the sight of the three killer moves coming.
The Shuiyue swordsmanship that had been cultivated to the transformation realm showed an astonishing power in his hands.
Bang!
When Shuiyue’s sword power soared to the extreme, Lin Yun’s figure suddenly burst, in mid-air, nine afterimages, true and false, true and false, true and false, he scattered like a white cloud. The arrogant and extremely domineering sword power became ethereal and agile in an instant.
Unpredictable and unpredictable.
“what happened?”
The expressions of the three of Ji Wuheng suddenly changed slightly, and all eyes flashed with surprise. Lin Yun, who was clearly locked by them, suddenly couldn’t figure it out.
Nine afterimages are difficult to distinguish between true and false.
“King Hua Shui Yue!”
With a soft drink, nine afterimages in mid-air overlap in an instant, and the moonlight of the blue dragon changes on Lin Yun at the moment of overlap.
Clouds and clouds are missing, and the situation is changing.
Snow flakes falling, the clouds are falling and the rain is falling, and the color is clear. The sword-point cold light blooms like flowers, the blue sky and clear water, the falling flowers and the bright moon fly together!
Flying snow, cold wind, moonlight, and falling flowers all seem to have slowed down under this sword, slowly turning into a painting, the famous mirror with flowers, water and moon.
When he pierced out with a sword, Lin Yun was like a fairy who walked out of the painting, dressed in neon clothes made of moonlight.
A sword broke the picture.
The three of Ji Wuheng had no time to react, and broke the picture with a sword like a dance of a fairy, smashing the three swords to pieces.
Puff!
When Jianmang rolled over, the three of them vomited blood and were severely chopped down in mid-air.
The sword power scattered in the air, like broken drawing paper, flies with the snowflakes, and the flowing light dissipates, so beautiful and boundless.
“Oh My God!”
“What kind of swordsmanship is this?”
“What did I see…”
The dumbfounded people, after waking up, the exclamation sounded one after another, and there was no way to stop.
If we say that before, Lin Yun’s swordsmanship only showed the tip of the iceberg in the transformation realm. That sword, this sword mirror, showed the mystery of the transformation to the peak, which was breathtaking.
In particular, this sword-producing man had lost his profound veins three months ago and became a waste person.
But when he made a comeback after March, the light he showed was almost impossible to look directly at.
With a sword hitting the three of them, Lin Yun continued to cast off and fell towards Xin Yan.
“That’s it…”
The eldest prince Qin Yu, who had been silent from beginning to end, suddenly spoke.
boom!
When his voice fell, a terrifying coercion suddenly violent behind the carriage, like a king over the world. All of them suddenly felt a huge pressure, falling on themselves.
In an instant, many people’s legs and feet trembled and felt unable to stand firm.
“Purple Mansion Realm powerhouse!”
Everyone’s complexion changed drastically, this tremendous pressure,
Lin Yun looked up and saw a palm light crashing down, with golden flames blooming on the palm light. Lin Yun’s palms fell like a mountain, and Lin Yun, whose peak sword power had not dissipated, was blown out on the spot.
“Puff!”
Spitting out blood, Lin Yun fell heavily on the snow.
“The prince, it has been found out that he came alone. There is no master of the Purple Mansion by his side. There are quite a few disciples of the High Sword Pavilion who are in the crowd, but there is no elder in the Purple Mansion realm, and there is no elder holding the sword. Traces.”
There was a sound transmission in the ear of the eldest prince on the carriage, and his face was slightly taken aback.
The reason why he has never killed Lin Yun is because he, from beginning to end, did not believe that Lin Yun really came by himself.
There must be someone protecting him, and no one in the Great Qin Empire dared to disobey him so blatantly.
This was sending death, he didn’t believe it, Lin Yun really dared to send death, he must have relied on.
Unexpectedly, the result surprised him. Lin Yun really came here alone.
Lonely hero?
So if you want to be a hero, just die for me…