Chapter 711 The burial flower is here, never admit defeat!
Only the old man in purple clothes, the leader of the team, looked cautious and said faintly: “Don’t be happy too early. Cao Zhen really took a lot of money with this knife, but Lin Yun didn’t suffer too much. But some skin injuries. No matter, with his physical body cultivation, he still has the power to fight!”
The other elders with considerable eyesight did not look too relaxed, after all, no one knew what would happen until the last moment.
But right now, my heart is a little more settled.
Even if Lin Yun had an adventure, in front of Cao Zhen of Yang Profound Realm Dacheng, he still didn’t get any advantage.
“Your sword tactics are quite good.”
During the scene, Cao Zhen looked at Lin Yun who had landed in the distance, and said softly. Even the leader of the same realm wouldn’t dare to take it arrogantly.
But Lin Yun not only carried it down, but also suffered a slight injury, which really made him look at him with admiration.
“This cultivation base is really terrifying…”
Lin Yun looked at the injuries on his body, the cold expression on his face became more and more fierce. After he was promoted to the Purple Mansion, to be precise, it was the first time he suffered such a big loss in the True Yuan confrontation.
Both sides made a move without using martial arts, and the gap was obvious.
Yesterday, even if the four people added up, it was not enough for this person to cut. His sword was no worse than his own burial sword.
“You did surprise me a little bit, but… this is just the beginning!”
Cao Zhen snorted coldly, and in the twilight, his figure disappeared in place again.
On the dilapidated venue, the two met again, and the aftermath was surging, and the swords fought and stood up in battle.
Lin Yun’s face was solemn, and under the frenzied urge of the Purple Kite Sword Art, the Foil Burial Sword exploded into a sky-shattering sword power, and furiously blasted against the violent and cold sword light.
“Yang Profound Realm Great Success…”
After more than ten moves, Lin Yun felt that he was gradually struggling. He had noticed that the opponent had been promoted to the Yang Profound Realm for a while, and his cultivation base was stable. The true essence is vast and vigorous, and within a single thought, the violent true essence will endlessly boil and erupt like a volcano.
If it weren’t for him to refine the Universe Biyun Pill and reconcile the true essence, there would be a moment of Fanghua and other secret techniques that could make the flowers bloom.
I’m afraid that if you fail to do three tricks, you will be defeated.
Right now, along with the purple iris flowers that bloomed in the Purple Mansion and slowly turned back, with the blessing of the sword intent, his sword power was barely able to contend with the Yang Profound Realm.
But this state cannot last.
The opponent’s true essence is vigorous and mighty, so entangled in this way will sooner or later be abruptly consumed.
“Have you shaken? If you feel scared, give in early, otherwise, the knife in my hand will not show any mercy.”
As if perceiving the fluctuations in Lin Yun’s heart, Cao Zhen’s eyes flashed ruthlessly, and in the cold shout, the knife glowed like electricity, constantly bombarding him.
The blade of the boundless sea of clouds, and with the sharp whistling sound of the blade’s blaze, the knife in Cao Chen’s hand evolves, and the prestige of the thousand troops passing through the mountain and whistling the tsunami echoes in the four directions, deafening.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
The blade light exploded like thunder. In the violent wind, the outline of the majestic purple iris flower on the top of Lin Yun’s head showed faint cracks.
Many masters who watched the game changed their expressions slightly and saw some clues.
“This Cao Zhen is really terrifying, Lin Yun’s innate sword intent, in front of his Absolute Cloud Sword Technique, he didn’t ask for much advantage.”
“When the purple iris flower that evolves above Lin Yun’s head is broken, it is estimated that he will not be far from defeat.”
“Jueyun Knife… It’s a bit mysterious to say, the word Jueyun is quite clever. Could it be that if Tianke Lin Yun didn’t succeed, it was just that Lin Yunyun came to extinction!”
The situation between the courts was a little bit biased towards Cao Zhen, and gradually, even if his eyesight was poor, he could see that Lin Yun’s situation was very bad.
But only Cao Zhen in the center of the venue was a little irritable inside, and Lin Yun urged the Purple Kite Sword Art to its limit. The sword is like a violent storm, like a huge wave rushing into the sky, showing the edge that a swordsman can play to the fullest.
Even if he occupies a considerable advantage, he is also quite jealous and dare not move.
Once you are slightly careless, you may be injured by the opponent’s sword. Once injured, it is not as simple as a minor injury.
The fierce sword light is always there, and it is possible to turn the tide of the battle.
“Endless!”
Cao Zhen’s eyes flashed with icy anger, and after all, he was a little impatient. In the wild shout, the sky full of sword light suddenly condensed into a roaring ice giant python, the python opened its huge mouth, the blood hole fangs exuded endless chill, and swooped down.
The ice python was terrifying and terrifying, and it was huge, and it almost traversed most of the venue. With this knife falling, it was like an ancient beast, reappearing.
“Oops!”
The faces of the people in Tianfu Academy suddenly changed in an uproar, and this Cao Zhen suddenly offered a killer move, which really caught people off guard.
From a distance of several thousand meters, one can feel how cold the giant pythons are condensed in the sky.
Lin Yun, who bears the brunt, still doesn’t know how much pressure he will face.
“The light of the bright moon!”
Lin Yun’s pupils shrank abruptly, his whole body was agitated, and the burial sword in his hand bloomed like a moon. A touch of majestic and magnificent moonlight, one divided into nine, condensed into nine beams of silver sword light, surging out.
The sword light was like a blazing bright moon, which had already exploded, and full moonlight swept across the sky.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
When the nine beams of sword lights rose up into the sky and collided with the ice giant python, a continuous clash broke out, resounding loudly in this world.
There was a dilapidated meeting place at the foot, completely exploded, and terrible pits could be seen everywhere. The rocks splashed and the aftermath was shaking, the two figures confronted again, forming a terrifying aftermath, which turned into a blast, and swept away waves of madness.
In the gusty wind, many spectators narrowed their eyes slightly, their expressions were extremely shocking, and there was a trace of terror in the depths of their hearts.
horrible!
too frightening!
The battle between Jianguang and the sword light grabbed a startling, such a terrifying power, I can’t imagine that two young people under 20 can display it.
boom!
On the top of this huge mountain, this vast meeting place, there was another thunder-like noise between the world and the earth, and the two of them separated like lightning in the turmoil of the true essence.
Huh!
Countless eyes fell on the two of them instantly, not dare to omit the slightest.
“I really didn’t expect that with your cultivation level, it would make me so laborious. But… the thing that Zilu Academy wanted to retrieve 20 years ago will eventually be retrieved in my hands, and no one can stop it.”
Cao Zhen looked solemn, and his eyes shot out an icy sharp edge.
“Then ask about the sword in my hand, agree or not.”
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows and smiled at the corners of his mouth. The boy was dressed in a green shirt and was dripping with blood. But the unyielding fighting spirit in his eyes, the burial sword that was still clamoring in his hand, answered clearly.
The burial flower is here, never admit defeat!
Then I asked about the sword in my hand, yes or no!
Lin Yun’s fighting spirit was not damaged at all due to the injuries on his body. Especially the burial flower in his hand, buzzing ceaselessly, and the sword intent is like a tide.