This battle on the top of the Purple Dragon has already attracted the attention of the audience, eclipsed by other Dragon Mountains.
Everyone who saw this scene had only two words in their minds, gorgeous!
There are really not many words to describe the elegance and agility of Lin Yun's swordsmanship. It seems that there is nothing to be found in the sky, but every sword can see some clues, which makes people know at a glance that this is the Firefly Excalibur into the Holy Scroll. .
The Firefly Divine Sword is famous in Kunlun, and there are collections in all major holy places. It is very rare or only one person who may cultivate in such a situation.
"Ye Qingtian, you have the style of a young sword emperor!"
"Ye Qingtian's arrogance is well-founded. Compared with him, the other geniuses on the Zilong Road are indeed inferior."
"Mu Qianjue is about to shoot!"
Just when everyone was shocked and Lin Yun's kendo attainments, Qian Jue, the first act of the fourth day of the road, finally shot.
"Thousands of mountains and rivers, no self and no sign!"
Mu Qianjue dodged and appeared above the silver sword field, exuding an unimaginable majestic holy aura all over his body.
The holy energy gathered in his right hand, and there were two avenues of ice and gust of wind around his arm. The next moment, he directly hit a huge palm of 100 meters and pressed it down.
"Two Great Road Rules!"
"Not only, look behind him, there are more than ten kinds of trail rules."
"The martial skill he used, the Immortal Imprint, is what Mu Qianjue cultivated in the Dragon Spirit-level martial art "Great Immortal Spirit Art"?"
As soon as Mu Qianjue made his move, he instantly shocked everyone.
The martial arts that really enter the room are divided into four grades: Holy Spirit, Ghost Spirit, Dragon Spirit, and God Spirit, which only appears in legends.
The Dragon Spirit level is a ceiling-like existence. The real Dragon Spirit level martial arts completely surpasses the tricks and imagery. It can cut mountains and rivers, and destroy mountains with the palm of its hand. The power is beyond the imagination of outsiders.
Dragon Spirit-level martial arts can only truly practice if they step on the holy path. Even semi-sages cannot truly practice successfully, and most of them can only practice some pre-skills.
For example, Jianzong's Taixuan Jiandian is a Dragon Spirit-level martial arts, but it cannot be practiced directly. You must first cultivate the preliminaries of the Shenxiao Jianjue to the peak before you can try it.
For semi-sages, most of them choose to practice ghost-level high-grade martial arts, and at most some secret techniques that are comparable to ordinary dragon-level martial arts.
But it is clear that the "Great Wuxiang Divine Art" displayed by Qianjue in this scene is not a Dragon Spirit-level pre-training martial arts, but a real Dragon Spirit-level martial arts.
boom!
The moment the handprint was pressed down, Lin Yun's silver "sword domain" fell apart, and even the sword force collapsed directly.
After all, it is not a real sword domain, and it cannot compete with absolute power.
Ka Ka Ka Ka!
The shattered silver sword domain turned into uncontrollable sword qi that swept out in all directions.
Whoosh!
The gust of wind pierced his ears, and Lin Yun's long hair flew upside down. He glanced up, took two steps back and retracted the sword.
He held the burial flower sword in his backhand and stuck it on his arm, with his right hand hanging down naturally, pressing his left thumb on his middle finger, and pinching out the holy seal of the purple kite.
Immediately, purple irises bloomed on the back of the hand, and the magic of the Divine Sword was displayed.
His palm suddenly shone with the sun and the moon, and the star river fluttered like a silk cloth, wrapped in a majestic sword, Lin Yun's palm pushed upwards directly.
Flick the sword!
In an instant, a hundred-zhang sword light burst out from the fingertips, hundreds of stars and rivers were flying, and all the sword intents were poured into it.
Boom!
The next moment, two huge forces slammed together, and a terrifying loud noise broke out above Longshan, and the sound of Tiansui sounded one after another.
The sword qi and other visions suspended in mid-air burst, forming clouds of colorful mist, and the entire dragon capital trembled.
Is Ye Qingtian going to lose
Countless pairs of eyes looked up, only to see a hazy vision, and the boundless and vast holy energy, but could not see the specific result.
The weight of the first four words on the Tianlu list is definitely stronger than that of a swordsman wizard. He also masters two kinds of Dao rules, and he still cultivates dragon spirit-level martial arts.
No matter how you look at it, Ye Qingtian should have collapsed in an instant and be beaten directly into a crippled person.
boom!
Suddenly, a sword light pierced through the heavy fog, and the bright sword light directly stabbed a hole in the huge palm.
Jianmang continued to cast off, and rushed towards the top of the screen Qianjue.
Lin Yun's body was in the vast fog, his body was as straight as a sword, and the sword light bloomed on him, as majestic as a mountain.
receive!
Mu Qianjue shouted loudly, and slapped a palm at a faster speed, shattering the incoming sword light directly.
After all, the Wuxiang Divine Art is a Dragon Spirit-level martial arts, and there are two kinds of Dao rules blessing, so it will not be so easily defeated by the Galaxy Sword Intent.
Boom!
After shattering the sword glow, Mu Qianjue hung in the air, and shot it again with another palm.
He opened his eyes with the palm of his hand, and there were two kinds of Dao rules and more than ten kinds of trail rules. past.
There are huge dragon pythons, ferocious and terrifying magic spiders, silver white-eyed demon wolves, and Tianpeng with outstretched wings.
A lot of monsters flew out of their eyes, and each of them reached the pressure of the semi-holy level, as if they really existed.
In fact, Mu Qianjue has refined the holy blood and holy soul of these alien beasts, if other martial arts can't control it at all.
But for Wuxiang Divine Art, not only can it be easily controlled, but it can also be perfectly integrated and manipulated.
"This is the Evil Eye of Wuxiang. If you can stop this move, you are worthy of a real fight with me."
Mu Qianjue's face was expressionless, his holy brilliance pervaded, and his half-sacred power was as terrifying as the sky, and others could not even see his specific appearance, his invincible posture.
But Mu Qianjue sighed in his heart, he just failed to suppress Ye Qingtian with one blow, and if he wants to defeat him easily, there is almost no possibility.
"The son said on the river, the deceased is like a man!"
Lin Yun displayed the deified state of the Firefly God entering the sacred scroll sword, which is the meaning of flowing water beyond Yu Qingfeng, which belongs to his artistic conception and perception.
This level of realm, from the beginning of the eloquence, there is no shadow of Yu Qingfeng anymore.
As the swordsmanship unfolded, with Lin Yun as the center, a surging river appeared in a radius of ten miles. The river was entrenched in circles like a dragon for several times, neither the source nor the end of the river could be seen.
With the use of swordsmanship, the night and the day were constantly changing, and the sword energy flew out continuously, killing the alien beast blessed by the rules of the holy way.
"It's a good Ye Qingtian. He really deserves to be a rare genius in five hundred years. The Firefly Divine Sword has been cultivated to the realm of deification."
"I could vaguely see it before. His artistic conception seems to be related to Sword Emperor Yu Qingfeng, but it's really hard to see through at this level."
"It's really powerful, but no matter how powerful people are, if they continue to fight endlessly like this, they will eventually reveal their flaws."
"He has almost never rested from the True Dragon Road to the Purple Dragon Road. As long as he reveals his flaws and faces a powerhouse whose realm is far higher than his, he can be defeated with one move."
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There was a lot of discussion from all sides. The swordsman's battle is like this. It can defeat the enemy with one blow, and it will collapse in an instant.
On the Dragon Claw seat, there are several holy sons who are watching this battle, and they are naturally dissatisfied with Ye Qingtian.
In other words, above the Zishan Mountain, few people were waiting to see Lin Yun. Before, the voice of Ye Qingtian getting out of the room was almost shocking, and the momentum was too great.
One of them, his eyes fell on An Liuyan, and he smiled meaningfully: "Ye Qingtian is fighting against Mu Qianjue, and I am afraid that the winner will not be determined for a while, this An Liuyan..."
He is the holy son of Tiansha Palace, known as the holy son of Tiansha. In the eyes of many people, he is the Tianjiao of the Zilong Road second only to Mu Qianjue.
A tall and thin young man next to him said with a smile: "If you can capture this An Liuyan, you will definitely break Ye Qingtian's sword heart. ."
He is the Holy Son from the Southern Border Ancient Moon Sect, and his strength is not under the Heavenly Temple Holy Son.
Tianjiao on the other Shenlong list heard the words, and their eyes lit up.
If they had been disdainful of it in the past, but today in the battle of the Zilong Road, Ye Qingtian has really become their heartache.
If Ye Qingtian is undefeated, they will never be able to stand out in the future and become a stepping stone for each other.
"There is no need to talk about morality with the demon girl, just do it!"
The Heavenly Brahma's body flashed and rushed towards An Liuyan.
An Liuyan was nervously watching the situation of Lin Yun's battle. After sensing the danger, he immediately activated the white dragon bone and waved the silver folding fan in his hand like lightning.
Swish swish!
In the silver folding fan, a burst of energy flew out in an instant, slapping the figure of the attacking person.
Tianzha Saint Son directly reached out and grabbed it, and the vortex of his palm swirled, swallowing all the energy.
He was only 100 meters away from An Liuyan. He greedily looked at An Liuyan and said with a grin, "Boss An is really in good shape. It's no wonder that Ye Qingtian's fascination is fascinated, but his strength is still weak."
He is very confident, he can't beat Ye Qingtian, and he can't take care of a little witch
"I advise you not to touch her!"
At this moment, a tall and straight young swordsman ran wildly from the bottom of the Zilong Road.
Swish swish!
The speed of the man was extremely fast, and before the person arrived, Ling Lie's sword intent made many dragons and arrogances on the dragon's claws, astonished.
It was a young man who was quite unfamiliar to everyone. He was dressed in white, with a blood chain tied to his wrist, holding the holy sword, and he rushed all the way.
"Where did you come from, cat and dog, go back!"
On the way, someone saw that the young man surpassed his seat, and immediately jumped up and killed him.
There are a total of three figures, all of them enchanting on the Shenlong Tianjiao list, stabbing at the person coming from different directions.
Everyone on the Zilong Road didn't want to see Ye Qingtian, and they didn't want their ranking to be stopped by a demonic girl.
Although the behavior of the Son of Heaven is despicable and shameless, many people applauded in their hearts, wishing that Ye Qingtian would be affected by this and hurriedly die at the hands of Mu Qianjue.
"Unbelievable!"
The person who came was holding a holy sword, he rose from the ground, and he slashed across with a sword. Instantly hit a person, the person's holy energy was defeated, and he was hit hard on the spot and flew directly out of the road of Zilong.
The remaining two people were shocked, completely unexpected, the strength of the incoming person was so strong.
However, the two quickly stabilized their emotions, without any reservations, and killed the previous person with a more severe offensive.
The young man in white moved his wrist, and the sword light turned like a dragon, and then rolled it gently, rolling out both of them in a very clever way.
Pfft!
The two of them were immediately drenched in blood, and they made a miserable cry, and they kept rolling after they landed.
"What a handsome swordsmanship!"
"Another wizard, who is this person? Why did he suddenly appear."
"Is it Ye Qingtian's friend, or An Liuyan's helper?"
Many people were amazed and a little unbelievable. They stared at the blood chain on the wrist of the young man in white, thinking deeply.
Swish!
After a few flashes, the young man in white came to An Liuyan's side, looking at the Son of Heaven with cold eyes.
The Son of Heaven instantly became vigilant, and he sensed an extremely dangerous aura on the opponent, which was the terrifying suffocating aura from the sea of blood.
"Who are you?"
Tianzha Shengzi frowned and said, "Why do you want to help this demon girl?"
The young man in white snorted coldly: "Scarlet Camp, Bai Lixuan, but I prefer to be called my son Xiaobai!"
As soon as these words came out, there were bursts of exclamations outside Longshan.