Chapter 547 The Final Chapter
Succeeded?
Everyone raised their brows, but before they had time to show their joy, they heard a crisp sound and clicked. The sword power of the ice-covered palms broke instantly, and the brutal and solid palms culled in a more fierce manner, and in a moment, it slammed into Lin Yun’s body heavily.
Puff!
Lin Yun opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood on the spot.
Under the second palm, Lin Yun suffered an unprecedented hit since the road to hell.
“It seems that you are destined to be unable to truly fight with this prince.”
A cold light flashed in Qin Yu’s eyes, his expression indifferent to the extreme, Lin Yun glanced at him, and whispered to himself: “After all, I am just a sword slave. I want to change my fate against the sky. It is too naive. You gave this prince at the wedding. The humiliation brought, the palm of this 70% power, all returned to you!”
Almost as soon as his words fell, his figure flashed, and he came to the sky above Lin Yun, and the third palm fell out of thin air.
boom!
The head who descended from the sky seemed to be completely condensed into substance, filled with golden flames, like a huge mountain of flames, descending from the sky.
Click!
The palm light hadn’t completely fallen down, and the King’s Platform swayed and trembled under this coercion.
This palm is far more terrifying than the previous two palms combined.
It’s over…
The moment he saw this palm glow appeared, it was obviously a burning palm, but everyone at the scene felt a chill on their backs.
Such a tyrannical palm, within the same realm, I am afraid that it can kill more than ten half-step Zifu leaders at the same time.
Looking at this sun-dazzling palm, Lin Yun’s eyes flashed with a strange color, just 70% of the power, is it so terrible?
The second palm that caused me serious injury just now, I’m afraid it was 50% of the power, but I didn’t use it.
Are you going to lose?
“But how can your grievances and my grievances be broken like this!” When he raised his eyes, Lin Yun burst into infinite killing intent, and a killing intent burst into the sky in an instant.
When this killing intent completely erupted from him, Lin Yun in the blood-stained shirt was like Shura coming out of hell.
The Purple Kite Sword Art was madly urged, and the sky behind him, the outline of a round of purple Kite flowers, suddenly made a trip.
The moment the outline of the purple iris flower appeared, the sword power on its body returned to its peak, majestic and boundless.
Shuiyue Sword Technique, Tenth Sword, Heavenly Broken Cloud!
Broken sky and broken clouds!
To the cold!
With a sword at the peak of the transformation, it broke out completely.
Right now, this was the strongest sword that Lin Yun could play after he sacrificed the nine-fold vision of Ziyuan Sword Art.
The strength of this sword was just enough to smash Bai Lixuan’s inexhaustible sky thunder. When the boundless sword power condensed the blade storm to rise from the ground, Qin Yu in mid-air was also slightly surprised, but then his face was turned on. He said coldly: “It’s no wonder that the sword that can smash through the sky, the peak of the transformation is really terrible. It is a pity that you met me, and the gap between you and me cannot be made up by your swordsmanship. Everything is It’s vain, die!”
boom!
When the palm light covered it, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the violent blade storm dissipated. Mixing with scattered fireworks, forming a terrifying aftermath, turning into flames and swords of light, sputtering towards Longmen Square.
Like meteors, they cut through the sky, and after landing, they created deep pits.
Many warriors in the spectator stand suffered heavy injuries on the spot due to this innocent disaster.
Lin Yun’s face changed drastically, and the outline of the purple iris flower behind him appeared deadly cracks, and then disappeared.
“I said that the insults of the day will be paid back in the future!”
The big prince’s eyes suddenly shot out a cold glow like electricity, and the palm glow relentlessly suppressed it, and the entire Longmen Square fell into violent shaking.
And at the center of the tremor, the already devastated battle platform of the king, a huge crater with a depth of several tens of meters appeared directly.
Lin Yun’s entire body sank completely, buried in the deepest part of the giant pit.
I don’t know about life or death!
The aftermath of horror was rippling, and Lin Yun in the deep pit didn’t know his life or death.
“Is this the strength of the great prince Qin Yu? Three palms, three palms established the victory, completely crushing Lin Yun…”
“I can’t talk about crushing, I can only say that Lin Yun’s previous three battles really consumed too much. His sword edge is still there, but no matter how you look at it, the power is not as full as it was at the peak.”
“Yes, I have the same point of view. This is the road to hell, why no one has been able to succeed all the time. Those who can get into the top four are all the best among the best.
“Yes, when Lin Yun defeated Si Xueyi, it was fairly easy, but Yun Zhen actually managed to win a bit reluctantly.”
“The prince seems arrogant, but he has a deep scheming plan. With three palms, one palm is better than one, he is actually constantly testing Lin Yun’s bottom line. After determining how much strength he has left, he will kill with one blow. The illusion of invincibility.”
“Yes, if both are in their peak state, this battle is hard to say.”
Is Qin Yu strong?
powerful!
Strong and terrible!
But Lin Yun obtained the qualifications of the road to hell from the loser group, losing his opponents all the way, and being able to finally walk in front of the great prince Qin Yu, it was enough to show his strength.
Funeral is definitely not weak.
It’s a pity… the destiny is not in him, come one step later, one step, and let himself into hell.
Many people sigh softly, the look in their eyes is pity.
Thinking of how vigorous the young man was when he first appeared on the stage. When no one thought he would appear, he unexpectedly appeared in the eyes of everyone.
Then he appeared as a dark horse, defeated the two princes in a row, and entered the final eight.
It can be said that his style has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and is admirable.
The power of Qin Yu’s three palms shocked the many powerhouses in Longmen Square. But Lin Yun, who fell in the pit, still made people respectful. This young man was not easy, although defeat was honorable.
“A mere sword slave dared to compete with your Highness for the top spot, foolishly dreaming. The referee, I think… I should be sentenced to victory.”
With an unprecedented smile on his gloomy face, he looked at the referee who was deeply shocked by the palm in midair and said.
The referee in mid-air was taken aback for a while, then retracted his gaze in the deep pit, slowly fell, and nodded: “Lin Yun passed out. Although he can’t judge life or death, he can’t get up. According to the regulations, you can indeed count you as winning. .”
“Then please pronounce the sentence!”
The corners of Qin Yu’s mouth were slightly tilted, he bent slightly, and laughed softly.
Have you won?
Many people woke up like a dream, suddenly realizing, their eyes fell on Qin Yu for a moment.
After all, as predicted before the game, the winner of the final battle of Longmen Grand Competition was still Qin Yu.
No suspense, no miracles.
After today, he will be famous in Da Qin, enjoy the supreme honor, and become one of the true young leaders of the Da Qin empire.
Qin Yu swept his eyes and fell in the direction of the Lingxiao sword pavilion, revealing a meaningful smile.
“Little Junior Brother!”
The audience Xinyan gritted her teeth, her heart was cut like a knife, and she was extremely uncomfortable. If it hadn’t been for Elder Luo Feng to forcibly restrain her, she would have already rushed to the battlefield.
“I declare, Dragon Gate Competition, the final winner, Feiyu…”
But suddenly, the referee’s face changed, and the smile on Qin Yu’s face also stopped abruptly.
Rumble!
In the loud noise, the world suddenly changed color, under the gaze of countless eyes. On that king’s battle platform, in the pit of terror, an unprecedented terrorist force exploded rapidly.