Chapter 668 Fighting Yang Xiong (2)
Seeing the flame storm mixed with terrifying thunder, it shrank by half in the blink of an eye. Lin Yun, who had only a master of Yin Profound Realm, seemed to have no choice but to be slaughtered.
There were many sighs on the Xuanyin Lake. After all, Lin Yun was still a little arrogant. If he didn’t insist on going his own way with Yang Xiong, he would be so embarrassed that he would not be defeated.
Everyone seemed to be able to hear that Lin Yun, squeezed by the flame storm, heard the sound of broken bones. I was afraid it was quite painful, and I shudder when I think about it.
In the distance, Mei Ziyan’s sneer was endless, Yang Xiong’s such methods made him quite admired.
Just defeating Lin Yun, it was really too cheap for him, such a torture can let this kid know what the sky is.
“what?”
But at this moment, a strange color flashed in his eyes, it seemed that something was wrong. When I looked closely, I saw the flame storm that was constantly squeezing and condensing, and there appeared a trace of winding cracks, and dazzling and sharp silver awns could be vaguely seen in the cracks.
Jianguang?
Just when he was slightly puzzled, the tiny cracks on the storm’s surface suddenly became larger. There was an unknowingly buzzing sword chant, which came out in the flame storm, like a fairy sound, deafening.
Eighty-one silver sword lights were dazzling and burst out from the flame storm.
boom!
At the next moment, those eighty-one dazzling sword lights stirred frantically. In an instant, a flame storm containing thunder and lightning bursts apart. A magnificent sword formation appeared in the eyes of the world, with the brilliant sword light, dazzling people watching.
Lin Yun, who was dressed in Tsing Yi in the formation, let the aftermath of the flame storm hit at will, standing still and unharmed.
Yang Xiong’s face suddenly sank, his clothes bulged, and there were fragments of thunder and fire exploding in all directions. Re-condensed into a torrent of offensive, wave after wave, constantly rushing towards the sword formation.
Hum! Hum!
Let this vast torrent impact, the sword formation guarding Lin Yun’s body, among the soaring up and down, the buzzing ceaselessly, like flowers blooming and disappearing, like a dazzling hundreds of flowers. With a fierce edge, the torrent of thunder and fire that was constantly impacting was smashed into pieces.
“Block it!”
“How did this guy do it?”
One after another eyes fell on Lin Yun, his eyes filled with consternation, Yang Xiong’s shocking offensive was actually blocked by Lin Yun.
Not only that, even unscathed, far from the embarrassment and embarrassment that everyone imagined.
“I see how long you can last!”
Yang Xiong’s icy expression flashed with a hint of impatience. After several trials, he probably figured out the limit of this sword formation.
“Yan Lei Jue, Sun Devil Halberd!”
Yang Xiong’s expression was extremely indifferent, and he saw him madly spurring the Yan Lei Jue, the power of flame and thunder intertwined in mid-air, condensing into a purple light demon halberd close to the size of a hundred meters. With the power of destroying the sun, the thorns fell crazily, and the halberd was sharp and sharp, as if it could pierce the void.
break!
There was another violent shout, and the purple light demon halberd flashed away like a fright. It was so fast that it disappeared from everyone’s vision in the blink of an eye.
“Good job!”
Lin Yun’s eyes surged, and the corners of his mouth smiled, and he said in a deep voice: “Zi Yuan sword formation, peerless!”
Taking off more than ever, the gorgeous sword formation stood still, moving as if time and space were frozen. But when everyone was surprised and uncertain, the sword formation suddenly reversed, and the boundless sword intent turned into silver light on Lin Yun’s body.
Eighty-one sword shadows doubled in an instant, and the dense sword light followed Lin Yun’s finger, overwhelmingly greeted them.
clang! clang! clang!
The sword shadow and the demon halberd slammed into each other in mid-air, making a roar like a thousand-year-old bell. An astonishing aftermath rippled out, and outside the spiritual light beam, there were another monstrous waves, turbulent, one after another.
In such an entanglement, the demon halberd shattered suddenly, and many sword shadows continued to cast away, shooting towards Yang Xiong, bursting away.
“spread!”
A hideous color flashed across Yang Xiong’s face, and instead of retreating, he moved forward, and his fists thundered continuously. Relying on the powerful cultivation base, the flying sword shadow was blown into pieces abruptly. Suddenly, inside the flame spirit pillar, there were fragmented sword shadows, and the aftermath of the devil halberd, all in a mess.
In this chaos, Yang Xiong, who smashed the sword shadow strongly, rose in prestige. His eyes swept like electricity, and after falling on Lin Yun, he leaped into the air and rushed over.
Roar!
But when he was in midair, just after he moved, Lin Yun showed a series of spiritual patterns all over his body. Under the interweaving of many spiritual patterns, a vast spiritual map, accompanied by the roaring wind, suddenly formed.
The ten-percent aura of the fireman’s mountains and rivers, under the violent wind, evolved into a ferocious giant hand, roaring away.
“This guy has so many methods…”
Looking at the rushing spirit map, Yang Xiong’s expression suddenly turned cold. He was in the air, his arms stretched fiercely.
“But no matter how many methods you use, you are only worthy of being my Yang Xiong’s stepping stone, Purple Light Demon Flame Claw!”
Yang Xiong, with his arms outstretched, seemed to be transformed into an ancient magic eagle in mid-air, with his five fingers bent into claws, and he immediately grabbed the flames of mountains and rivers fiercely.
Click!
Under such a hard regret, the terrifying and terrifying spirit map of the vast flame was forcibly torn into countless fragments by two claws. The fragmented flames in the sky were as poignant as fireworks, and Yang Xiong’s long hair danced wildly. Surrounded by these flames, his prestige became wild again.
“Let’s stop here!”
Yang Xiong’s upper body leaned forward, like a goshawk, with a ferocious and indifferent expression, spreading his wings and flying down.
Lin Yun’s eyes condensed slightly, looking at Yang Xiong, who was killed like a rainbow. He secretly said, the picture of the fire and the mountains and rivers, after all, is only the second-grade spiritual picture, even if the tenth aura is not enough to see.
Is it time to fight for the ultimate move after all?
However, you Yang Xiong wanted to stop here, but it was too naive.
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows lightly, sharp shots between his eyebrows, with ten fingers as white as jade, quickly changing. Suddenly, there was a boundless killing intent on his body, and it skyrocketed crazily bit by bit, and it didn’t take a moment for the killing intent to suddenly become as thick as a towering mountain.
The violent and violent killing intent, roared like a peerless killing god, glaring at all directions in this world, glaring at the people.
“That is……”
Countless eyes looked at Lin Yun, his expressions changed drastically after he heard the killing intent.
“Oh my god, why is this killing intent so terrible, just looking at it, you can’t move.”
“Horrible, how did this killing intent condense?”
“It’s Seven Kills Fist!”
Suddenly, endless exclamations sounded from the huge Xuanyin Lake, and the eyes of Senior Tang Yu and Elder Yu Mu on the high platform in the distance were also extremely shocked.
“The Seven Kills Seal of Buddhism… Does this little guy still have this talent?”
The white-haired old man in front of the two also flashed a different color in his eyes, and a thoughtful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.