Chapter 784
Especially Xie Yunqiao, Yan Kong and others in the top ten of the rankings, their eyes were almost falling off, and their expressions changed in an uproar. Before this, they were absolutely sure, and they were certain that Lin Yun had no chance of winning half a point, and he would definitely lose.
But at the moment, in this crucial matchup, it is clear that Lin Yun has the upper hand.
“I haven’t lost yet, the Broken Soul Platform hasn’t dispersed yet…”
“Yes, this sword was not completely cut off after all. Ji Wuye is still insisting. If Lin Yun is unable to succeed, he will lose!”
The expressions of several people changed and they murmured to themselves, still insisting on this stubbornly.
Click!
But such a stalemate didn’t last long, and Lin Yun’s sword in midair continued to be slashed with unmatched strength. One after another cracks instantly exploded on the Blood Prison Breaking Soul Stage, especially the nine ancient chains, which kept breaking between swaying.
“It’s over…Ji Wuye is about to lose.” Someone exclaimed out of voice.
The few people from Xie Yunqiao who were still stubborn and insisted just now were dumbfounded and their expressions became uncertain.
“you lose……”
On the ninth floor of the tomb palace, above the lake, Lin Yun looked at him blankly. There were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his face was pale, and there was even a burst of skin on his forehead, blood seeping out.
Obviously, even with nine reversals with the Purple Kite Sword Formation, Lin Yun’s move was not easy to win. In the previous matchup, I suffered a lot of injuries.
Ji Wuye’s unruly expression on weekdays seemed quite ugly at this moment, he could feel the sword intent like a rising sun on the opponent. Not only was it as dazzling as the morning sun, but also had a fearless aura. That sword intent was rare in his life.
Not to mention the power contained in the opponent’s sword, he knows far better than outsiders how terrifying the opponent’s sword is.
But if he concedes defeat, he can’t do it!
Ji Wuye’s expression was crazy, his eyes were fierce, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed on the crumbling, torn apart soul stage.
boom!
Supported by the essence and blood of Ji Wuye’s overdraft, the Soul Breaker was once again violent, and the nine chains shook crazily.
“I haven’t lost yet!”
Ji Wuye’s pale face was even paler, like a piece of paper, very shocking. The expression in his eyes was so angry that he stared at Lin Yun, wishing to swallow him alive.
That kind of hatred makes people afraid to look directly at it and is extremely vicious.
But these methods were nothing more than desperate anger in Lin Yun’s eyes. They looked fierce, but in reality they were empty.
Even if it was only fierce, Lin Yun had never been afraid of the other party.
He walked this way, cruel to the enemy, but even more cruel to himself. No one, among his peers, no one has experienced more desperate pain than him.
Ruo Ji Wuye felt that this was despair. Then Lin Yun wanted to tell the other party that the difference was far.
Real despair is not about losing to an opponent that you completely despise.
Even if you are arrogant and arrogant, there is absolutely no such thing as being unable to lose. The real despair is to watch the person you want to protect and die helplessly in front of you.
Compared with me, Ji Wuye is far behind you!
Lin Yun’s eyes flashed fierce power, cold and unfeeling, and that indifference made the youth’s delicate face look extremely hideous.
The true essence surged all over his body, and the remaining power of the purple kite sword array was desperately mobilized under this will. A steady stream of majestic true essence is injected into the funeral foil.
Under the agitation of waiting for the power of Haoran, Lin Yun’s powerful body also appeared a little weak to support, and his limbs were aching.
However, his gaze was fierce and undiminished, and he continued to persevere.
When the power of the sword formation was about to be completely exhausted, Lin Yun raised his brows and shouted coldly: “Broken!”
Rumble!
Under the violent drink of this life, the silver burial masterpiece, which is connected with his mind, completely concealed the violent blood on the soul-breaking stage. The sword body trembled, and a loud sword sound resounded loudly between the heaven and the earth.
Without giving the opponent any chance of luck, the sharpness of this sword was like a broken bamboo, and it severely chopped down the Broken Soul Platform.
Under the extreme power of the Ziyuan sword formation, the Soul Breaker platform burst into innumerable fragments in countless horrified eyes.
Puff!
At the moment when the Broken Soul Platform shattered, Ji Wuye spurted blood, and the momentum that he worked hard to support all over his body declined at the same time.
Click! Click! Click! Click! Click!
Before it was over, the Blood Fiend Demon Prison that enveloped this world also exploded. This weird enchantment supported by Ji Wuye’s blood evil spirit, after its defeat, was obviously unable to compete with Lin Yun’s sword intent anymore, and it shattered on the spot.
Puff!
Ji Wuye vomited blood again, and flew hundreds of meters upside down above the lake.
“The Blood Fiend Demon Prison is also broken…”
Exclamation sounded from the edge of the dry sea, and many noises were heard at this moment. Everyone’s eyes looked at the scene incredibly, and no one thought that Ji Wuye would be defeated so miserably.
Not only did he lose, but he lost quite embarrassed.
Right now on that lake, it’s difficult to even stand up. In contrast, the youth in Tsing Yi has not diminished his demeanor, and his sharp edge is still sharp.
Yan Kong and others in the top ten of the rankings watched the scene in astonishment. They couldn’t believe it and couldn’t accept it.
Ji Wuye was actually defeated, lost to a rising star outside the Long Yun list.
cough! cough!
Huxin Ji Wuye coughed fiercely, blood overflowed every time she coughed. At the moment, he is indescribably miserable. He overdrafted his source twice, not just as simple as exhaustion of his true essence.
His eyes were still fierce and still seemed unwilling.
But just when he wanted to make a move, an electric look fell on him coldly. Lin Yun said indifferently: “Do you want to sacrifice a martial arts spirit? I advise you not to do this. Once even the martial arts soul is injured by me, even if you are promoted to the Yin Yang realm, it will be meaningless.”
Ji Wuye’s expression froze, and the coldness in the opponent’s eyes gave him a bone-like chill.
It seems that as long as there is any action, the opponent’s sword will stabbed over without hesitation, without any mercy.
That sword-like gaze made him feel a wave of powerlessness, which made people desperate to the point that they didn’t even have the courage to sacrifice the last resort.
“The victory is divided!”
At the moment when this sense of powerlessness just appeared in his heart, the will of the prince who remained in the entire tomb house, instantly insight, said indifferently and irresistibly.
“no no……”
What Ji Wuye thought of, fear occupied his heart, and Liu Shen Wuzhu in his eyes, hurriedly shouted loudly.
But it was useless, he had been identified as the loser by Xingjun’s will, and he was moved out mercilessly.
Just like the sect disciple who was eliminated before, at this moment, Ji Wuye didn’t have any special place for him.
Bloodhand Butcher? so what!
Thousands of troops and horses single-wood bridge, one will succeed in all things.
From the initial number of tens of thousands of people to Lin Yun alone, the cruelty of the martial arts world has once again been fully demonstrated.