Chapter 704 Luo Shen…dead
“Lin Yun, playboy, please enlighten me!”
The expression in Lin Yun’s eyes suddenly became cold. The burial sword in the sword box seemed to feel the killing intent in his heart, trembling and ready to go.
Don’t wait for the four to make a move.
On the vast venue, the young man dressed in a blue shirt and ran towards the four people first.
“interesting.”
“Do you want to die that way?”
Looking at Lin Yun running from a distance, and Cao Xiu standing side by side, the corners of their mouths showed faint mockery, and they sneered.
With one enemy and four, he dared to take the initiative to take the initiative. I really don’t know how the dead words are written.
But in the blink of an eye, these people couldn’t laugh anymore, on the gray ground. While running, the Tsing Yi boy grasped the burial sword that popped out of the box. The sword was not out of its sheath, but the sky above the boy’s head did not know when, condensing the outline of a majestic purple iris flower.
In the name of the sword, I make the flowers bloom!
His sword is blooming like a flower, in the vast sea of clouds, between this world and the earth, everywhere.
Under such a domineering sword, the thin figure of the young boy suddenly became towering in the eyes of everyone. In the roaring wind, it keeps approaching, like a dim light swells continuously. In the end, its man, its sword, shines like the sun.
Seven Profound Steps, the Golden Crow spreads its wings!
Suddenly, the teenager who was running wildly disappeared in the eyes of the four. The complexions of several people suddenly changed, and they became tense.
Cang!
The sword groaned, and a silver sword light appeared out of thin air without warning, and fell behind Bai Yuchen.
Bai Yuchen didn’t think much, drew his sword out of its sheath, and struggling to meet him.
Rumble!
The moment the two swords collided, the true essence was surging like a volcano, and Bai Yuchen was shocked by the sword when he couldn’t reach it. The palm stabbed, and there was faint blood seeping out.
“How can this be!”
Bai Yuchen was shocked, and the opponent’s Yin Profound Realm perfect cultivation base was actually stronger than him. In addition to the innate sword intent of the approaching Dacheng, under the superposition of the two, it is also a sword, but this power is so different.
After shaking back this Bai Yuchen, Lin Yun’s face was calm, and his backhand was a sword stabbed out. The sharp silver light on the tip of the sword is dazzling, like a cold star, and the sharp edge rushes out from the tip of his sword.
“hateful!”
Like a sword from the prophet, Cao Xiu suddenly yelled and drew back wildly.
Huh!
When the wind suddenly started, Chen Yu’s eyes flashed overcast and cold, and he stretched out his arms, holding a folding fan, and killed him from behind.
Lin Yun’s body is like a butterfly, moving with the wind, just turning around. The wrist shook fiercely, the long sleeves of the blue shirt were like a cloud, and a touch of silver sword light in the cloud broke through the air, pressing down severely.
The person was in the air, and before he could make a move in the future, this Chen Yu was crushed by Lin Yun’s sword.
Chen Yu’s face sinks slightly, and with a twist of his fingers, he draws the purple folding fan with the spirit pattern of the painter. There was a little thunder light, and it spread out like a picture, trying to block the sword.
But obviously, he thought a little bit more.
Lin Yun looked indifferent, his sword was like a cold wind raging in the autumn, blowing yellow fallen leaves, blowing away the sky full of autumn colors, only the chill remained like a boundless white snow.
Cengceng!
While breathing, the cold sword force continued to fall towards Chen Yu.
Chen Yu, who was full of white and snowy sword intent, gritted his teeth with difficulty, waved the folding fan in his hand, and retreated wildly.
After he had retreated ten steps, the sword in Lin Yun’s hand suddenly increased gravity, and directly blasted it out.
boom!
But at this moment, the venue suddenly trembled violently. It was Luo Shen, the brutal swordsman with a giant sword on his back, he was about to make a move.
His sword, like a mountain, hit the ground heavily.
Many people saw this scene, and their expressions changed involuntarily. This person’s swordsmanship was quite strange. As long as he couldn’t catch his first sword, he would be defeated, and Mu Xue of the Sword Sect was so miserably defeated that day.
Seeing that he was about to hold the exaggerated giant sword, he stood up in the air, and Lin Yun, who was in the fight, suddenly turned around.
call out!
The man walked with the sword, turned into a silver light, and came to Luo Shen’s front in the blink of an eye.
“Good job!”
Luo Shen’s eyes showed a strong killing intent, and the corners of his mouth raised a sneer.
Click!
But before the smile was frozen, he saw the blood splashing, and the sword of burial was like a stream of autumn water, and he cut off his right arm.
No one could see how Lin Yun made the sword. They only knew that when Luo Shen’s arm was about to hold the giant ship in front of him, he flew out with a touch of silver light.
In the severe pain, Luo Shen let out a heart-piercing scream, but he was a cruel person after all.
Fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the only left hand stretched out toward the giant sword inserted in front of him like lightning.
Click!
But Lin Yun’s sword did not give him a chance to hold the hilt, draw a ruthless sword light, and chop off his left arm.
Click!
Lin Yun turned around, and the moment he turned, there was a silver sword light spinning like color training, and then the height of Qiushui’s sword was raised. Behind him, an empty head, glaring at him, was flying in the air.
Wow!
The heads thrown up high made the faces of tens of thousands of people changed in an uproar, deathly silence.
Everyone is familiar with the appearance of the head, and it is really familiar and can’t be familiar anymore. But at this moment, everyone felt unfamiliar again, and they didn’t know what to do with their mouth wide open.
Saying familiarity is naturally because of the appearance, which can be recognized at a glance. It’s unfamiliar because this picture is so incredible.
Luo Shen’s strength, how terrifying, a huge sword that is exaggerated to the extreme, is even more impressive.
Stronger than Mu Xue, the leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect who has come out this time has lost quite miserably in his hands.
He almost died here. The cruel and cruel smile of the other party is still vivid in my eyes, as if it had been in the last moment.
But right now, this man is dead.
Died in the hands of the Tsing Yi boy Lin Yun, he cut his right hand with one sword, his left hand with one sword, and his head with one sword!
Three swords, just three swords, just like cutting melons and vegetables, killing Luo Shen.
What was even more surprising was that the young man in that scene had a cold complexion, he had already turned around, and did not look at the headless body at all.
The three of Cao Xiu who came to kill were in mid-air, killing intently. The killing intent was like a raging fire, with a brutal color, and the color of ruthlessness gleamed in his eyes. But when I saw the heads flying behind Lin Yun, one by one was like an ice cave, and my heart seemed to be hit with a heavy hammer.
Luo Shen…he…dead! ! !
There is no word that can describe the mood of the three people at the moment, and the sudden cold sweat caused endless chills on the backs of several people. That monstrous killing intent instantly cooled down, and each of them looked pale.
“retreat!”
This kind of impact is really too great, making the three popular machines chaotic, and there are many flaws.
Getting closer to Lin Yun is undoubtedly a dead end.
But the foil burial sword in Lin Yun’s hand didn’t want to give a few people this opportunity, he didn’t hesitate when he turned around. Raising his hand was a sword, and he stabbed it forward, and the sharp light of the sword was like stars, expanding in the eyes of the three of Cao Xiu. Like a shadow, he bit the three people who retreated violently, and didn’t give a few people a chance to turn around.
Cengceng!
The situation in the field suddenly seemed quite weird. The Tsing Yi boy made a single sword and forced the three of Cao Xiu to regress.
“Fight!”
Seeing the situation so passive and unable to retreat, the three people each roared. With the momentum of thunder, they each shot and slashed towards Lin Yun.
Cang!
But Lin Yun seemed to have expected it long ago, the sword body drew a cold arc from bottom to top, and the arms of the three of them burst out with blood.
Amidst the cries of pain, Lin Yun shot his hands like electricity, and the burial sword was like a long spear and fired continuously like a storm.
Puff!