Chapter 977 Flying Towards The Heart Of The Sword

Soon you won’t expect it.

Lin Yunping’s plain sentence instantly detonated the venue of the feast of dragons. This sentence was too arrogant.

The voice outside the painting is quite obvious. In this battle, Ye Qingfeng will lose, and will lose very miserably. He doesn’t dare to fight with Lin Yun again.

Suddenly, Ye Qingfeng’s body violently violently horrified, violently violently violently on him.

Rumble!

Under the turbulent breath, strong winds raged, and the lake around Thanglongtai kept surging, and the waves surged and roared endlessly.

“Half-step Heavenly Soul!”

Everyone was shocked, and Ye Qingfeng’s cultivation level had actually been promoted by half a step to Heavenly Soul, and Lin Yun’s two small realms were opened in an instant.

“This purple moon cave sky is really hidden, Ye Qingfeng is actually half-step Tianpu’s cultivation base, this battle Lin Yun is a bit hanged.”

“The difference in cultivation level is too big, even if Lin Yun’s sword intent is against the sky, it is a bit difficult to handle.”

“The two are a few years old, Lin Yun is only 18 years old now, and Ye Qingfeng is 24 years old. It’s from Ziyue Cave Sky again. It’s impossible to have bad background and talent…”

With the same talent and background, Half-Step Tian Po has an overwhelming advantage in the face of the perfect leader in the Yin-Yang realm. Facing the existence of the peak of the Yin-Yang realm, it can be easily crushed without any suspense, without any difficulty.

Most enchanting leaders can fight across borders, but the premise is that the skills and talents are not much different.

But if the opponent’s cultivation technique and foundation are not weaker than yours, it is almost non-existent to want to fight across borders, and the superiority of the evil spirits of the same level and the powerful cultivation base is quite obvious.

The players in the fourth and seventh groups were thoughtful, no wonder Ye Qingfeng said before that he didn’t want to lose before the qualifying match.

With this level of cultivation combined with his three absolute claws, plus the background of Ziyue Dongtian, as long as he doesn’t run into the Three Kings and Qiying, he is really hard to lose.

“It’s not easy.”

Tian Jianzong Li Mubai shook his head and said to himself in his heart.

He is a swordsman with extraordinary vision, if Lin Yun only has the strength to show, the chance of winning against Ye Qingfeng, who is half-stepped, is really not high.

It’s a pity that this dark horse’s winning streak is about to end, and he quite likes this younger generation.

“Huh, I really think I’m so bullied in Ziyue Dongtian!”

The disciples and elders of Ziyue Dongtian’s expressions were indifferent, and there was a faint chill in their eyes. For Lin Yun, they all hated them up and down.

No matter what, this battle will bring back the lost face.

“Don’t admit defeat? This little guy is really stubborn, and the people in Ziyue Dongtian are not good.”

Sky Demon Pavilion Yan Longzi said mockingly, looking at Yue Weiwei intentionally or unintentionally.

“He never speaks big words, he can do it if he can, and he won’t say it if he can’t.”

Yue Weiwei smiled slowly, her fairy-like face revealing a rare soft color. However, this gaze still didn’t fall on Yan Longzi, and there was no gleam of light.

She showed her smooth white arms, propped her chin, and looked at Lin Yun in the field with a smile.

This bastard!

Yan Longzi was so angry at this scene, the huge gap, as one of the three little kings, he also lost control of his emotions, and screamed in his heart.

I really can’t understand how a waste that is difficult to enter even the top ten can compare with myself.

Yue Weiwei didn’t even want to even look at him!

Even many of the people in Three Kings and Qiying Group have their gazes in the same direction. It is conceivable that Lin Yun’s popularity is indeed very high.

Whether he likes it or not, Lin Yun is already dazzling enough among so many rising stars that it is hard to ignore.

“Lin Yun, you know now, why am I looking forward to it?”

Ye Qingfeng sneered and said: “This battle, you will undoubtedly lose. It is still too late to admit defeat, otherwise, if you start, it will be more than just a loss of face.”

“High cultivation level is nothing, the most important thing is how much you can play.”

Lin Yun looked calm and cared too much inside.

The opponent has obviously just been promoted to the half-step Celestial Soul, and it is not bad that the ten% cultivation base can achieve eight achievements.

Real masters are quite different. Ten percent cultivation base can exert 12 percent power, or even higher.

What’s more, there are still many hole cards in his hand, even if Ye Qingfeng is the cultivation base of the peak of the half-step Celestial Soul, Lin Yun will not be half afraid.

“High cultivation is really nothing, it’s enough to be able to step you under your feet!”

Ye Qingfeng smiled grimly, in his opinion, Lin Yun was obviously guilty of conscience, so he would say this comforting word.

boom!

With his left and right hands, his thumb, index finger and middle finger changed as claws, and he slammed at Lin Yun like lightning. The majestic true essence was poured into the claws, and the half-step Tianbao’s fierce aura was rushing toward his face. He was like a tall monster, with an unparalleled fierce might.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qingfeng traversed the void and appeared in front of Lin Yun like a teleport. The raised right paw burst into purple light, like a hill patted over.

“Ba Jian, run to the thunder and cut the lightning!”

Lin Yun pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword and drew the sword out of its sheath. Eighteen majestic sword lights overlapped.

Although it was only the first form of the Tyrant Sword, Lin Yun had already cultivated this sword skill to a level of superb quality. Under the impetus of Ziyuan Sword Art, it was enough to swing eighteen swords in an instant. The moment the sword lights overlap, the power that bursts out, it seems that even the sky can be split.

Bang!

The purple light exploded and shattered into the light of a star fire, like flying feathers dotted on the entire platform of the rising dragon, Ye Qingfeng’s whole body was shaken out.

“The purple moon is in the air!”

Ye Qingfeng’s pupils shrank abruptly, and he was surprised secretly, his arms violently spread out in mid-air. A deep purple moon rose slowly, and his astonishing coercion skyrocketed again.

The light of the purple moon fell in a vast expanse, and the majestic and majestic momentum shook up multiple water curtains in the lake. The mirror-like water curtain on that side, under the moonlight, is extremely beautiful.

When he fell, San Jue Claw attacked again, slaughtering him with a fierce and fierce aura.

“Seven Profound Steps, the Golden Crow spreads its wings!”

Lin Yun’s figure flickered, and countless afterimages were left on the Rising Dragon Platform. The afterimages were crushed to pieces, and the people watching were thrilling.

Several times, I thought it was Lin Yun’s real body that was torn to pieces by Ye Qingfeng, which was extremely dangerous.

A cold light flashed in Ye Qingfeng’s eyes, pushing his body skills to the limit, and his claws kept shooting. The speed is extremely fast, if it were an ordinary person, he would have been chased by him in an instant, and his heart was torn apart.

“kill!”

Another sharp claw struck through the air, and the two afterimages were directly scratched, and the afterimages shattered for a moment. Ye Qingfeng accelerated suddenly, waved his backhand, and his arm swept towards Lin Yun’s real body like a huge beast claw.

Lin Yun leaned slightly, and among the electric light and flint, huge beast claws slashed in front of him.

Cang!

Without getting up, Lin Yun buried the flower in his hand and pierced it toward his armpit at a faster speed.

Ye Qingfeng’s complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly pulled away and retreated wildly.

“It’s me, right?”

Waiting for the other party to land, Lin Yun raised his brow and said softly.

Ye Qingfeng’s heart was shocked, and the moment he saw Lin Yun’s eyes, he felt extremely dangerous.

“Jinghong breaks the sun!”

Without giving him too much time to think, Lin Yun pierced out with a sword, and a light curtain of boundless sword power burst out on both sides of his body. The light curtain was like a fierce fan of the wings of the firmament, Lin Yun rose into the air, holding the funeral flower in the air and revolved.

Lin Yun in mid-air is spinning like a goshawk, and the light curtains condensed with sword power on both sides are rotating, seeming to make the space become distorted.

By the time Ye Qingfeng reacted, it was too late to avoid him, so he could only avoid the vital points as much as possible.

Puff!

The body guard Zhenyuan was stabbed to pieces by a sword, and there was a blood hole beside his heart, and the blood was like a fountain.

Damn it!

Ye Qingfeng was furious, his face turned horrified in pain, and when he was shocked, he yelled: “It’s not that easy to defeat me!”

boom!

The voice fell, and the purple moon in mid-air fell instantly and merged with Ye Qingfeng. A bright purple light suddenly appeared on his body, and purple mist permeated through every pore, and his momentum was shockingly strong for a while.

“Sanjue Broken Heart Punch!”

He turned his claws into fists, and ran wildly on this rising dragon platform. Between running, it was like a mountain bombarding the battle platform. With each step, the burst of purple light on his body became stronger, and the purple light gradually burned like a flame.

Ye Qingfeng seemed to turn into a bright moon, poured all his roar and true essence into his fists, and slammed towards Lin Yun.

Lin Yun’s expression remained unchanged, holding the sword in both hands, pointing at the sky over the top of his head.

“The stars are bursting!”

The sword-inspired thunder lights mingled into a ball of thunderballs, and in the blink of an eye, they hung in the air like stars.

Xinghui is dazzling, and the thunder group keeps swelling.

Such a shocking scene made everyone’s eyes widened, with an unbelievable look in their eyes. What a terrifying sword move can erupt such a terrifying power, Lin Yun under the thunder light, that white and handsome face, has an indescribable extraordinary charm.

No, no, no!

Ye Qingfeng’s eyes showed horror, and he wanted to step back and dodge, but his ultimate move had been completely sacrificed, and he couldn’t control it at all.

Bang!

As Lin Yun’s sword light fell, Lei Mang’s condensed stars hit him fiercely.

The thunder light exploded, and Ye Qingfeng flew out fiercely in ragged clothes and disheveled hair amidst the loud noise.

“Three swords… how could this happen.”

At the edge of the Rising Dragon Platform, Ye Qingfeng looked at Lin Yun in horror. With just three swords, the opponent had defeated him completely and embarrassed.

Three swords?

Lin Yun shook his head secretly in his heart. Actually, he didn’t need three swords, but he didn’t want to expose too much.

He had reservations for every sword he stabbed, but he was just enough to suppress the opponent, neither strong nor weak.

He is stronger than Feng Wudao, but that’s all.

On the seat of Ziyue Dongtian, except for Que Yu Haotian, all the faces from the disciples to the elders turned dark. This scene was not what they wanted to see at all, Ye Qingfeng, the half-step Tianbao, hadn’t even survived the Three Swords in Lin Yun’s hands.

So tyrannical, Lin Yun’s strength exceeded his expectations.

To the heart of the sword, flying all the way.

The undefeated legend continues!