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Chapter 1568 Don't force me!(1/2)

The strength of the young leader of the super sect is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

The entire Montenegro seemed to be shaking. Not to mention the amazing visions in the sky, the two interlaced spatulas easily shattered the hard platform.

Every inch of space was obscured by the sword light, and Lin Yun's figure could not be seen clearly in an instant.

Xuanfeng and Xiao Kui were far from reaching the peak with just a casual blow, but they still caused such amazing destructive power.

A brilliant light shines on the sky.

The warriors in the entire Black Mountain opened their mouths in shock when they saw this scene. This is the real golden monster!

"Disciple Yaoguang, but that's it."

Xiao Kui closed his knife and returned to the sheath, and disdain flashed in his eyes.

"I deserve it if I die. I dare to interfere with our affairs in just a second level of the Dragon Vein. Gu Ruochen is almost the same as coming." Xuan Feng said lightly.

The few people don’t deal with each other very well, but they still recognize their respective strengths.

King vs. King vs. General vs. General vs.

The only disciple of the Sword Sect who can stand here on par with them is Gu Ruochen. The others dare to look up at them and it is so disrespectful.

Rumble!

Montenegro trembled and the wind whistled.

Many corpses on the ground were crushed into powder by knife light, fused with dust, and whistled continuously with strange phenomena.

The entire platform is in chaos and the aftermath will never disappear for a long time.

"Are you two a little too much?"

At this moment, a cold sound came from the chaotic dust, and a hazy figure appeared in the vision of several people.

Lin Yun waved his long sleeves violently, and the sword wind swept over, and the remaining visions and vast dust were swept away.

Swish!

The scene on the platform was like a messy painting, and it instantly turned into white paper with Lin Yun's sweep.

Lin Yun's figure reappeared in everyone's eyes.

He has purple and gold dragon patterns on his body, which are dazzling and dazzling.

Not dead?

Not injured either?

Seeing Lin Yun who was not injured at all, a strange color flashed in Xuanfeng and Chen Tao's eyes. The companions of the sects around him were also extremely shocked. The peak of the two dragon veins level four level took action, and Lin Yun had nothing to do.

How is this possible?

Everyone was puzzled and looked extremely shocked.

Whoosh!

Just when everyone was surprised and confused, Xuan Jian, the second-ranked figure in Vajra Temple, suddenly made a move and printed it in the air.

The Great Stele Divine Palm!

The Buddha's light burst out on his body, and an extremely huge green ancient monument appeared above his head. As the inscription bloomed, a giant hand seemed to be falling from the sky and sealed towards Lin Yun.

The Grave of the Dragon!

Lin Yun was not confused at all with the sudden attack, as if he had expected it.

The wind and thunder gathered in the sky, the dragon roared, the demon clouds stormed, and a giant claw fell like a waterfall.

Bang!

The giant Buddhist hand with golden light was instantly defeated by the dragon's claws, and a shocking sound rang out in the air, and a circle of aftermath swept out and tear the demon cloud into countless pieces.

However, the dragon claws continued to cast their strength and whistled away, imprinted on Xuan Jian's chest.

Puchi!

A bloodstained from Xuan Jian's mouth, and he took several steps in his steps, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

He was injured?

He has a perfect cultivation level of the fourth level of the Dragon Vein. His bones are as hard as holy soldiers. His palm has not yet hurt his internal organs, but he has suffered some minor injuries.

But with such a great cultivation, even if he underestimates the enemy, he shouldn't be injured.

The gap in realm is obviously so big!

"Never end."

A cold flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, the burial flower was unsheathed, and a sword was turned on.

Xiaoyao Nine Swords, Tian thirty-six!

Lin Yun activated the two sword techniques, and thirty-six figures appeared behind him. Each figure made a sword, and each sword seemed to be a curtain of heaven.

Under the overlapping of thirty-six days, an extremely magnificent sword light swept out.

Chen Tao and the other two changed their faces at the same time, and they each took action in a hurry.

Rumble!

The Buddha's power, sword light, and ancient monument collided violently with the sweeping sword light, and the two broke out in an amazing confrontation.

Rush!

After a while, the three of them took a step back, and their pupils suddenly shrank.

What's going on with this guy?

The three of them looked at each other, and their eyes were full of confusion. They were obviously just the second level of the dragon vein, so their strength was so strange.

Although the other three of them did not do their best and were slightly distracted just now, they were still shocked by the other party's sword.

This is incredible!

Everyone on Black Mountain was stunned when they saw this scene.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yun not only withstood the pressure, but also shook the three of them backhanded.

Yaoguang disciple, is it so terrible?

"What do you mean by saying? Don't you go up by yourself, and you are not allowed to go up by others?"

Lin Yun raised a smile on his lips, looked at Xuan Feng and the other two, and mocking flashed in his eyes.

It would be fine if a few people were intrigued, but it would be a bit wrong to join forces to stop others from taking the sword.

"Lin Yun, are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid?"

Xiao Kui said coldly: "Do you think you are qualified to be comparable to us? Gu Ruochen is almost the same as that when he comes!"

"Even if my senior brother comes, you won't give him the sword."

Lin Yun looked at him with a smile.

Whoosh!

Before he could answer, Chen Tao, the Emerald Villa, who had been silent before he could not take action against Lin Yun, suddenly moved!

But he did not attack Lin Yun, but rushed towards the cliff like lightning.

boom!

The Wuxiang Treasure body is dazzling, his body is like glass jade, with water and fire invasion, and is as smooth as jade. Those terrifying death auras cannot even hurt his hair.

It soared upwards and rode the storm.

"Two, I'll take the lead!" Chen Tao narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed softly.

Lin Yun is nothing, it’s useless to be angry with him. The king’s way is to get the Holy Sword of the Netherworld first.

"This dog thing!"

Xuanfeng and Xiao Kui cursed at the same time. They were dealing with Lin Yun here, and Chen Tao actually took the opportunity to leave first.

Swish!

The two of them didn't care about Lin Yun, so they flew up at the same time and hurriedly chased after him.

They all knew very well that compared with the Supreme Holy Sword, Lin Yun's offense to them was not worth mentioning at all.

After getting the Holy Sword, there are opportunities to deal with Lin Yun.

Swish swish swish swish!

After a few people took action, the large group of people following them killed them in a mighty way.

Xuan Jian, who was slapped by Lin Yun with a palm, glared at Lin Yun fiercely and said, "Cang Yun, come and deal with you later. Cang Yun, stay and see him!"

He suffered a little loss in front of Lin Yun just now, and he couldn't swallow his anger.

Cang Yun was stunned for a while. When he came to his senses, Xuan Jian had already walked away. Only Lin Yun and him were still there on the huge platform.

The other disciples and disciples all rushed towards the top of the Black Mountain with their death aura.
To be continued...
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