He is bound to win this battle.

court death!

A cold light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. This guy was really endless, pretending. He took a deep breath, and the seven star demon flowers in his body bloomed quietly, and his true energy filled his whole body, almost endless.

"Floating clouds cover the sun!"

"The wind swept the remaining clouds!"

"The sky moves!"

"Swallowing the clouds and transforming into dragons!"

Lin Yun kept waving out ten swords in a row, each sword was at the peak of the realm of transformation, each sword was perfectly connected, and each sword was perfectly matched with the Fuyun Sword Technique.

One sword is faster than one sword, and one sword is stronger than one sword.

The artistic conception of the Floating Cloud Sword Technique was fully displayed by him, and he was full of imagination and had no trace to find.

clang! clang! clang! clang!

Gongsun Yan could still keep up at first, but when he broke the sixth sword, he was a little busy and could not keep up. Sweat dripped from his forehead and kept breathing. Fast, too fast, and another sword came before the sword was over, like layers of waves, stacked and accumulated continuously.

"Are you done breaking it?"

Lin Yun snorted coldly, shook his wrist, and two more swords were stacked and they came over.

The stars are falling, and the mountains are green outside the clouds!

The eleven Swords of Fuyun and the twelve Swords of Fuyun were released almost at the same time, perfectly connecting the ten swords in front.

The endless sea of ​​clouds spread out behind him, with no boundaries and endless whiteness.

The floating clouds have appeared, where are the green mountains?

I am Qingshan!

When the floating clouds became a sea, Lin Yun's sword became extremely heavy, and the burial flowers in his hand were even heavier than the green mountains.

boom!

The heavy sword body made the surrounding space unable to bear it, and it bent and collapsed. The boundless sea of ​​clouds and the twelve green phoenixes in the sky were swallowed up.

A terrifying white vortex appeared, and the extremely dazzling sword light lingered in the center of the vortex, which made Gongsun Yan's eyes look extremely terrified. He... he is still breaking Lin Yun's eleventh sword.

"No!"

Accompanied by a scream, a hole appeared in Gongsun Yan's chest and was directly chopped out, falling down from the hilt of the Thousand-Foot Sword.

Even if the Thousand Thunder Sword was sealed in the Thousand-Steam Giant Sword, its sword force still penetrated. Gongsun Yan fell into it and was pulled down hard, and he kept struggling but it was useless.

thump!

He fell into the water, splashing a large water curtain, and the nine eternal sword blades as star-like as shattered at the same time.

The vortex dissipated, and the sea of ​​clouds spread out around Lin Yun's feet, around the giant sword of a thousand feet. Lin Yun held the burial flower in his hand and looked down on all directions. Everyone couldn't help but look up at the past.

The burial flowers are buzzing, and the sword intention is roaring.

Who is competing against the clouds?
Chapter completed!