The first thousand two hundred and fifty-three chapters(2/2)
"How is this possible?"
The black-clothed half-saint looked at Lin Yun in disbelief.
"I don't believe it, I can't kill you!"
A mad look appeared in the half-saint's eyes. He took a desperate bet, and the blue holy aura in his body surged wildly.
boom!
Then he pushed out his hands, and the vast amount of vitality condensed into a blue energy ball, like a volcano that was about to explode.
The martial arts arena suddenly silenced, everyone gasps, and their faces change drastically.
This black-clothed half-saint made a desperate bet!
It is too exaggerated to have a seven-century Nirvana that has forced the half-saint to such an extent.
The black-clothed Half Saint's move can be said to be out of order, and he is full of flaws. He is just a reckless person!
He ran wildly on the Fengyuntai, and the power of the semi-saint bloomed, constantly approaching Lin Yun.
Everyone present had their expressions that became extremely nervous. This was too shameless.
Lin Yun had no way to break the move. There was nothing he could do except jumping off Fengyuntai and being forced to abstain from power.
"No, he still has a sword."
Li Yanxian murmured.
Not only him, but many people thought of that sword, but at such a life-and-death juncture, did Lin Yun still dare to draw the sword?
This is a semi-saint. If one sword fails, he will definitely die.
A flash of light!
But Lin Yun did not hesitate at all, and raised his hand and waved the sword.
boom!
This time, under the pressure of the half-saint's power, the instant light slowed down a little, and everyone finally saw the sword clearly.
The vision blooms, the sky rises and the earth falls.
That is the beginning of chaos and the beginning of reincarnation, and that is the first light that was born between heaven and earth.
This sword cut the energy ball condensed by the green holy energy into two halves on the spot.
But the holy energy that was divided into two halves still exploded, breaking Lin Yun's firefly sword.
Puchi!
At the same time, the black-clothed half-saint himself avoided the sword suddenly, but there was a ferocious sword mark on his chest, and his head was still on his neck.
The black-clothed half-saint smiled grimly and said, "Ye Qingtian, what other means do you have?"
He was very injured, ridiculous and ostentatious, and his expression was extremely happy.
Finally, he forced out this sword. After this sword, the other party had no means to threaten him.
After going around for so long, I can finally ravage this kid.
The power of the semi-saint can actually be easily humiliated by the other party.
Lin Yun said: "Don't you know I am a sword cultivator?"
The black-clothed half-saint was sure to win and sneered: "So what about the sword cultivator?"
Lin Yun looked at the other party, suddenly looked up, his eyes were deep, and he said in a deep voice: "We are a sword cultivator, and he is still fighting to the death. He can still breathe, so he will never admit defeat. Besides, if anyone tells you, I have no means?"
"Um?"
The black-clothed half-saint was in amazement, and Lin Yun's eyebrows were shining, and an extremely terrifying sword intent was released from his body.
The god is in the sky, the sword is in the sky, and thirty-six days away, the galaxy comes into dreams.
Click!
The moment the Galaxy sword intent was sacrificed, the power of the half-saint in black clothes immediately appeared in a crack.
The sword light on Lin Yun's body condensed into a pillar of light and rushed into the sky, piercing through the clouds.
Lin Yun did not give the other party a chance to be surprised, so he raised his hand and stabbed it out with a sword.
The black-clothed half-saint had retreated very quickly. The moment Lin Yun sacrificed the galaxy, his eyes showed horror.
Galaxy Sword Intention, this is Galaxy Sword Intention that even the powerful people in the Holy Realm may not master.
But it would be strange that he could dodge within such a close distance.
Puchi!
This sword instantly penetrated the heart.
"You...stop it!"
Blood kept overflowing from the black-clothed half-saint's mouth. He held the burial flower in both hands and stared at Lin Yun with great difficulty.
Lin Yun ignored it. Deep in the sword sea between his eyebrows, the star fire as big as a millstone burned wildly.
The Galaxy sword intent followed the sword body and continuously injected into the opponent's body, filling the opponent's body like a shattered destruction.
The black-clothed Half Saint wanted to stop it, but found that he could not do it at all. The remaining holy energy in his body could not stop these galaxy sword intents at all.
"I am the half-saint of Mingzong, you can't kill me!" The half-saint in black said unwillingly.
"Have you heard a word?"
Lin Yun didn't wait for his answer, his long hair was flying, his eyebrows were showing sharpness, and he said loudly, "A man is as determined as iron as iron. Let's try it out and repair the cracks of the sky."
Can't kill half-saints?
The one who killed the semi-saint!
Bang!
Chapter completed!