Sword slave Lin Yun, please enlighten Senior Brother Chen!
The sound was not loud, but it was sonorous and powerful, resounding in all directions.
Not Lin Yun, an outer disciple, but Lin Yun, a former sword slave.
In this battle, Lin Yun was not for himself, but for the tenderness of the original owner and his final dignity.
Chen Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Yes, this is decent, senior brother reluctantly accepts your challenge."
With a smile on his face, his heart was filled with murderous intent, recalling what Zhou Yun had explained to him.
Three body quenching pills for you, help me teach Lin Yun a lesson, and he will bear the consequences.
In the Hengyun Mountains, Lin Yun "destroyed" his sword, which made him want to kill. He was suffering in the sect and couldn't find an excuse to take action, but he didn't expect Zhou Yun to come to him on his own initiative.
Without any hesitation, he agreed to Zhou Yun.
The two were at each other's throats, the atmosphere was solemn, and the surrounding outer sect disciples dispersed consciously. Make a lot of space for the two who are ready to fight.
Lin Yun's eyes narrowed, and his aura suddenly radiated out.
boom!
The momentum of the fourth level of martial arts, accompanied by the strong inner strength of pure Yang Gong, makes people feel shocked.
"Fourth level of martial arts!"
"Am I dazzled? This sword slave has only reached the third level of martial arts a few days ago, so why did he break through to the fourth level of martial arts in just a few days?"
"It's incredible, no wonder he dared to challenge Senior Brother Chen."
There was an uproar all around, and they were shocked by the cultivation that Lin Yun showed.
A look of surprise flashed in Chen Xiao's eyes, and he said solemnly: "Well, you sword slave, it turned out to be hidden so deeply, but if you think that you can win me in this way, it would be too naive."
The voice fell, and Chen Xiao also burst out with the breath of the fourth level of martial arts. Compared with Lin Yun, the aura on his body is more dignified and vigorous.
According to the agreement, Chen Xiao limited his cultivation to the fourth level of martial arts, but his aura was obviously better.
Comparing the two, a judgment is made.
"This is a bit bad. Compared with his previous realm of the third level of martial arts, if Senior Brother Chen uses the fourth level of martial arts, he is afraid that he will lose faster."
"Yes, after all, Senior Brother Chen is at the peak of the fifth level of martial arts, and his understanding of the fourth level of martial arts is much deeper than his."
"More importantly, the Crazy Thunder Swordsmanship practiced by Senior Brother Chen is the real high-level swordsmanship."
"I'm afraid that within two or three moves, we can see the outcome."
The initial shock came, and many outer disciples shook their heads one after another. This was a battle without suspense.
One side came prepared, and the other was forced to fight; one was a sword slave, and the other was a senior outer disciple; there was no comparison at all.
"I said Lin Yun, you're a sword slave, forget it. Don't be a hero. If you kneel down later, Su Ziyao will see you."
Someone said jokingly, persuading Lin Yun not to be arrogant.
Chen Xiao laughed and said: "Little Swordsman, did you hear me? If you admit defeat now and beg for mercy, and do what your brother just said, you and I will write off all the grievances."
"Senior brother, is your nonsense a bit too much?"
Lin Yun's eyes were calm and he said softly.
The calm words were simple and neat, but Chen Xiao looked like a slap on the face.
This sword slave dared to talk to himself like this, Chen Xiao was so angry: "I see you later, you dare to speak hard!"
He couldn't hold it any longer, and his killing intent rose, and he flew up.
Clang!
The long sword in Chen Xiao's hand was unsheathed, humming, and the body of the sword continued to roar, like a thunderclap. One person and one sword, while leaping high, he fell towards Lin Yun like a thunderbolt.
Crazy Thunder Sword Technique, this is a high-level martial art, Crazy Thunder Sword Technique!
As soon as this sword came out, all the disciples outside the field were bright.
The mad thunder swordsmanship is known for its ferocity and ruthlessness.
Looking at the flickering cold glow of the sword, everyone could already imagine the tragic state of Lin Yun being hit by this sword and splitting his body on the spot.
For a time, there was a gust of wind, and Chen Xiao was like a thunderbolt!
Under this boundless pressure, Lin Yun's heart was peaceful, without the slightest turbulence.
Can there be any turbulence
Could it be comparable to this kind of imposing manner, the fierce tiger that can scare people away by opening his mouth in the picture scroll.
What's more, this is a stunning sword in the eyes of everyone.
In Lin Yun's view, it was nothing more than that.
This high-level swordsmanship, the opponent has only just begun, and there are too many flaws. If it is replaced by Chen Xiao, the more proficient medium swordsmanship will be more threatening.
This sword might be able to inflict heavy damage or even kill a disciple of the fifth level of martial arts.
But facing Lin Yun, not necessarily!
Under the incredible gaze of everyone, Lin Yun closed his eyes calmly in the face of this sure-kill sword.
Gather water to become Xi, rush like wind...
The pure Yang Gong's internal strength was running slowly, and Lin Yun was as motionless as a mountain, quietly waiting for the opponent's long sword to fall.
When that sword is about to fall completely.
Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes, the old sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a gust of wind, from bottom to top, blew Chen Xiao who fell from the air so much that he couldn't open his eyes.
"This is... what kind of swordsmanship is this?"
The sudden gust of wind made all the outer disciples present at the scene a little puzzled.
Just in doubt, Lin Yun held the sword in both hands and slashed out.
This sword has both the swiftness and agility of the wind and the surging waves of the waves. A sword was swung out, and the wind and the waves roared in unison.
clang!
The handover of the two swords was like thunder, and Chen Xiao, who was determined to win, was instead hacked back by Lin Feng.
After landing, the castration continued, and he retreated several steps.
What a powerful swordsmanship!
Chen Xiao, who was still invincible just now, was completely stunned, and a deep shock flashed in his eyes.
No, I can't suppress my cultivation, otherwise I will lose!
But before he could release all his cultivation, Lin Yun made another sword. Seeing that under his palm, the long sword kept spinning, causing Gu Feng to roar from all directions.
Between the lightning and flint, Lin Yun violently held the spinning long sword and stabbed towards it.
Whoa!
In Chen Xiao's eyes, the sword light continued to enlarge, and panic filled his eyes, waiting for him to release the peak cultivation of the fifth level of martial arts.
This sword has already reached his chest.
Originally swift as the wind, like a sword stabbed by lightning, it stopped firmly in his chest.
It showed Lin Yun's superb swordsmanship. This swordsmanship, he has already sent and received freely.
Chen Xiao was stunned on the spot, his thoughts stagnated for a short time, and his mind went blank.
Not only him, but the hundreds of outer disciples around him were also stunned, and some didn't know why.
"you lose."
These three simple words came out of Lin Yun's mouth, and Chen Xiao woke up like a dream.
"Go away, I won't lose!"
Chen Xiao, who woke up, was furious and could no longer care about the previous agreement. The aura of the fifth-level peak of martial arts burst out, and the powerful aura shocked everyone.
Pfft!
The screams sounded, but Lin Yun showed no mercy and pierced his chest with a sword.
"Brother!"
All of his followers were shocked. They didn't expect Lin Yun to be so ruthless.
thump!
Before it was over, Lin Yun stepped forward and kicked him on his knees.
In the crisp sound, Chen Xiao clutched the long sword in front of his chest with both hands and knelt to the ground, his face pale.
The blood on his chest ran along the wound, staining his clothes bright red.
The outside disciples in the field all took a deep breath and looked at Lin Yun with a deep fear.
It was impossible to predict that Lin Yun, who looked calm, would act so decisively.
Silently, Chen Xiao, who wanted to cheat and use all his cultivation, was severely injured.
rub!
Lin Yun pulled out his sword, and in an instant, blood was like a column, and Chen Xiao let out a shrill scream again.
Picking up the medicine bottle containing three body quenching pills on the ground, Lin Yun took his sword and left.
Looking at his back, the entire hall was silent, terrifyingly quiet.
"Flowing Wind Sword Technique!"
Suddenly, someone exclaimed and said solemnly: "It must be the Liufeng sword technique, what Lin Yun just performed must be the Liufeng sword technique!"
"Flowing Wind Sword Technique?"
"That sect that no one has practiced in the past 100 years?"
"His last sword is indeed like the ultimate move of the Liufeng swordsmanship, gathering swords to become the wind!"
"This... Impossible, this swordsmanship has been forced to give up by many inner disciples. But just now, Lin Yun, who was clearly able to retract and release, has reached the realm of small success."
"I'm afraid that the swordsmanship is not so simple as Xiaocheng. I don't think it's far from Dacheng."
There was an uproar in the hall, and there were endless quarrels, mostly unbelievable voices.