Whether it is Lin Yang or Huo Linhou, there are hideous wounds on their bodies, and the terrifying Flying Immortal Sword and Dragon Scale Halberd have already tasted the blood of their opponents.
But what is amazing is that neither Lin Yang nor Huo Linhou suffered any serious damage in this dazzling round of battle.
Lin Yang Xiuwei is not as good as the opponent, and must not allow himself to be hit head-on, otherwise there will be no next chance.
Huo Linhou was afraid of Lin Yang's terrifying flying fairy sword aura, and couldn't let that terrifying wooden sword stab his body too many times.
Moreover, there is already a faint spirit in the wound on his body that can continuously rush towards his physical body and divine consciousness, slowing his movements and making his mind unable to concentrate.
On the other hand, Lin Yang relied on that exquisite swordsmanship to literally block the double attack between himself and the blood dragon, and the balance of the battle had begun to slowly tilt towards Lin Yang.
Damn sword! !
Huo Linhou gritted his teeth fiercely.
He is an eternal king, and he is bound to ascend to the Nine Heavens Emperor. Today, he was restrained by a weapon, which made his heart burst into anger.
Rumbling.
The intensity of this anger actually seemed to burn on his eyes, turning a pair of his eyes red, suddenly blurred his vision, and lost the trace of his opponent.
Oops!
Sword gas disturbs the soul! !
After all, Huo Linhou suffered from Lin Yang's flying fairy sword aura, revealing a flaw for a moment.
This flaw was enough for Lin Yang to severely damage him.
Epee cut!
Lin Yang at this moment is the king of heaven holding a sword, and the ruler of all things.
Wanjun's sword intent swept down mercilessly, and the two-foot Qingfeng instantly turned into a huge blade of hundreds of feet, towering majestically, sweeping across the sky.
A sword swept across, and Huo Linhou’s body was like a bent-over prawn tightly attached to the extension of the sword. If he hadn’t cultivated a horrible body of King Kong, I’m afraid of this sword. Going down is enough to cut him off and turn into a bloody corpse.
puff!
Huo Linhou spurted blood and flew back.
There has never been such a moment of embarrassment in his glorious life. The dripping blood sprays continuously on his mouth and nose, turning his majestic face into a funny clown.
Bang!
Huo Linhou hit the barren ground heavily, splashing hundreds of feet of dust.
The battlefield temporarily restored tranquility.
"No... Impossible... Huo Linhou will lose even..."
Below, Zhang Longyun groaned.
He originally thought that he would lose to Lin Yang because of the terrifying monsters around him, but now he finally understands
Lin Yang didn't make a move, it was the greatest favor to him, otherwise the sword just now would be enough for him to die more than ten times.
This boy is too bad...
Zhang Longyun smiled bitterly and lay on the ground, knowing that he was completely planted today, and his life will eventually be used to achieve the legendary myth that belongs to Lin Yang.
In the air.
Lin Yang struck a powerful enemy with a sword, stood silently in the air, with a serious expression.
The battle, of course, is not over yet.
Huo Lin Hou Taotian's vitality not only did not become weakened by this sword, but rather like a fierce beast that was completely angered, bursting into the nine days.
Huh.
The crimson figure rushed to the sky again, and the whole body's armor had been broken inch by inch, revealing the dark and hideous flesh inside.
What was shocking was that Huo Linhou's body was densely covered with hideous scars. He couldn't find an inch of complete skin all over his body, and it looked like a devilish hideous.
On his chest, a horrible wound was turning outwards with muscles and bones, gurgling with pale yellow sub-sage essence blood, but Huo Linhou didn't care at all, a pair of warlike eyes like swords. Shoot at Lin Yang:
"Haha! Good! Lin Yang, you are the 207th opponent who left scars on me! You are qualified to see my ultimate meaning!!"
"At this time, you still have to pretend to be like this, aren't you tired?" Lin Yang slowly lifted off the fairy sword, and replied in a cold voice.
He also hates those who are proud of themselves and have to surrender to his feet all over the world.
There are tricks that I don’t use early, do I have to be beaten like this before I can take them out
****! !
But Lin Yang seems to have forgotten, he himself seems to be the super black man who likes to hide his hole cards and save it until the final blow.
In Lin Yang's heart, there is a brand new kendo magic trick that has not been used for a long time...
That was the brand new sword skill he realized when he defeated himself in the world of Slaughter Immortals. Of course, he didn't keep it until the end for the purpose of deliberately hiding the moves, but the final decisive blow that he would display after evaluating the opponent's strength.
Now, it's time for the final blow! !
"Lin Yang, you don't understand what kind of road is the Jiuzhongtian Road! Now you are far from worthy to walk on the final Jiuzhongtian! Take a good look, how you failed..."
Huo Lin Hou Shen's might shook the sky.
His majestic words are like the edicts of the gods, and at the same time, he squeezes out the psychic energy of his body, frantically rushing to the peak.
His body began to change astonishingly.
If it is said that Zhang Longyun had just reached the sub-sage level of the early stage of unity, and began to try to display the supernatural powers of [phase and body], then Huo Linhou now has the power of [phase and body combined]. Thoroughly grasped, the entire body began to be covered with terrible dragon scales.
He actually wanted to turn himself into a real blood dragon spirit image, urging the valley out of unimaginable peak combat power.
Roar!
After a short while, Huo Linhou roared to the sky, the voice actually turned into a dragon chant, the clouds all over the sky were shaken away, and the red sun on the horizon lost its color.
Two long dragon horns rose from his forehead, and a pair of terrifying dragon claws tightly gripped the dragon scale halberd in his hand. The explosive power was twice as powerful as before!
The terrible sub-sage, the terrifying [combination of appearance and body] supernatural powers are the ultimate trump cards of Huo Linhou.
"I'm a god!"
The fire that watched the battle below was a little bit square: "This guy is really not an ordinary pervert, Lin Xiaoyang can hold it!!"
Huh.
The other sub-sage monster beasts also turned their heads, and looked at the only Mingxin who could answer this question together.
The little demon girl, looking solemnly at the terrifying half-dragon powerhouse in the sky, nodded heavily:
"Can hold it!!"
Mingxin is the only person who has seen Lin Yang's third style of swordsmanship.
Only she knew how terrifying Lin Yang's sword was, and it was enough to go against the sky with the Flying Immortal Sword!
In the air, Huo Linhou is ready to go.
Lin Yang also burst into a vision here.
The four great spirits appeared for nine days at the same time, and each of them turned into a real bonus to Lin Yang's combat power.
The white tiger claw increases the attack; the spirit turtle shield increases the defense; the green dragon roars to disturb the enemy with thought power; the Vermillion Bird Wing increases Lin Yang's speed to the extreme.
This is the strongest state Lin Yang can achieve at present, but all these visions are not as good as the abnormality of the Flying Immortal Sword in Lin Yang's hand at this moment.
Boom.
A blaze of spirit light simultaneously wrapped the purple lightning thunder flame and the raging fire of Wuyunnian fire surging on Fei Xianjian's body.
It seemed that what Lin Yang was holding at the moment was not a sword, but a ball of fire and a beam of light. The flame psychic energy he had cultivated throughout his life and the surging sword intent blended together, becoming the most terrifying weapon in the world.
Lin Yang waved his sword and pointed directly at the half-dragon strong man on the opposite side. There was no victory or defeat in his eyes, no waves in his heart. He has only the sword at this moment, and his life is only the sword. Everything is written with the sword into the final. A big word
broken! !
This is Lin Yang's ultimate sword to smash everything.
He shattered his incarnation sword spirit in the world of Slaughter Immortals, and he surpassed his own limit.
Now that this sword is out, there is nothing to stop it.
People can be broken, things can be broken!
The sun and the moon can be broken, the stars can be broken!
The world can be broken, the universe can be broken!
Everything is broken to me under this sword! !
Huh.
Lin Yang had a sword.
In everyone's sights, only a flame of long rainbow remained in the air, piercing through nine days, shattering everything.
A hideous void crack emerged from the sky, Lin Yang's sword, really has reached the realm of broken void
On the other side, Huo Linhou didn't care about Lin Yang's broken sword at all.
Kang Longji, cut! !
Roar!
Long Yin shakes the sky.
Huo Linhou is now a blood dragon himself, and his destiny is in his hands.
The magnificent dragon scales and halberds merged with him. Humans, dragons, and soldiers reached the supreme peak in an instant. Toward Lin Yang's broken sword.
The sky has become a battlefield between swords and dragons, and mortals have lost sight of the process of fighting.
People can only vaguely feel that extraordinary and transcendent battle mood, as if seeing a flame sword fighting a blood-colored dragon.
The sword slashed the dragon's body, and blood spilled into the sky every time.
The dragon captures the sword, and every claw seems to squeeze the fire sword!
In this battle, both sides have exerted their life skills to the extreme, and all the people below can only marvel and breathe.
And such a earth-shattering battle lasted only a short period of five breaths.
Huo'er and Mingxin looked nervously at the sky that suddenly calmed down, watching the sky full of flame and sword intent drifting away little by little, nervously not even daring to breathe, for fear of seeing Lin Yangzhao's defeat and death.
However, the final result still made the two little friends smile.
In the air, the outcome is divided.
Huo Linhou, both hands holding the sky, domineering, trying to block Lin Yang's final broken sword, but the dragon scale halberd in his hand has been cut into two pieces. After all, he was defeated by the sharp edge of the flying fairy sword. .
The Fei Xian sword body, burning with raging flames, was already submerged in Huo Linhou’s heavenly spirit. The boundless fire blasted down along the opponent’s body, and the spider-web-like cracks gradually covered Huo Linhou. The whole body.
"I... I lost..."