Chapter 339

The seventh level of Xuanwu?

Everyone in the four directions looked a little unbelievable. They just now had only the peak of Xuanwu's sixth level, but they broke through in the blink of an eye.

Although it is rare to break through cultivation in battle, it is not without it.

But as casual as Lin Yun, as simple as eating and drinking water, even Princess Fenghua, who was sitting on the table, had a strange color flashed in her eyes.

Yue Qing, who was already angry, couldn't speak, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Not to mention them, Luo Feng from Lingxiao Jian Pavilion was also confused. The sect gave Lin Yun a lot of resources, more than 6,000 second-grade spiritual jades, but it was a bit incredible to break through again in just a few days.

Only Xinyan showed a smile on her face, but she didn't even look through it.

She had long seen that Lin Yun had been secretly suppressing the medicinal power of the strange thing in heaven and earth, and deliberately refining it.

When they fought with Cao Jie, they couldn't help but challenge him at the same time.

Since this is the case, it is simply no longer suppressing it.

Lin Yun, who was promoted to the seventh level of Xuanwu in the center of the hall, had not changed his face, and he was as calm and composed as before.

But no one dared to underestimate any more of the sharpness that appeared on his body and the remaining power of the domineering sword.

His words were also shocking. You are not me, how could you know that I don’t have the qualification to be arrogant?

Everyone then realized that the young man who was ridiculed and ridiculed in advance was stronger than anyone else's arrogance.

I just don't like it, just argue with others.

But if you really think that he is easy to bully, the deposed Bai Yu is almost split into two halves, Cao Jie will be underestimating his fate.

"Lingxiao Jian Pavilion has really made another monster, so it should not be underestimated."

"But does he really have to fight against two at the same time? This is a bit too much."

"Cao Jie, who can defeat the eighth level of Xuanwu, is now promoted to the seventh level of Xuanwu, but he is really qualified to fight against two. But the outcome is really hard to say, after all, everyone has seen Zuo Yuan's strength before."

"No matter what, this princess banquet is the most exciting one."

After everyone woke up, the expressions between their eyebrows became extremely excited. Lin Yun, who had been promoted to the seventh level of Xuanwu, didn't know what kind of strength he would show.

Zuo Yun's appearance is also very exciting.

Just now, when he defeated Lin Lan, he was like a dragonfly skimming the water, showing his strength at the tip of the iceberg.

Yue Qing from Shence Camp is known as the successor of Guanshan Gongzi. His level is also quite curious.

"Do I have this qualification now?"

Lin Yun looked at Yue Qing and asked.

"Zuo Yun, Yue Qing, if you have no objection, I will agree to this exchange."

Princess Fenghua spoke, her voice was crisp, as if she was circling the clouds and mist on the top of a mountain, reaching everyone's ears, and it was lively and ethereal.

"I have no objection."

Zuo Yun was silent for a while and spoke softly. A strong sense of fighting ignited in his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, and he continued: "But Lin Yun, what you should know about me. Not agreeing is not agreeing, but once I agree, I will definitely not keep it."

What kind of trump card is Lin Yun dared to rely on such a thing.

He had a premonition that he was definitely not the seventh level of Xuanwu who had just been promoted. He was very curious and couldn't help but look forward to this battle even more.

"So too."

Lin Yun responded softly.

"Hmph! If you want to seek death, why should I stop you? Just don't be able to afford to lose at that time."

Yue Qing had a gloomy face. While speaking, he took out a silver spear with a cold light from the storage bag. A bloody smell spread out from the silver spear, causing many people to frown slightly.

It seems that the rumors are true. The leaders trained by the Shen Ce Camp are indeed on the battlefield and have killed many people.

"Let's get started."

On the stage, Princess Fenghua said lightly.

Iron rope cold river!

As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Yun drew his sword and unsheathed it. In the cold river thousands of miles away, a splash of swords turned into iron chains, breaking through the river surface, and soaring into the sky with him.

The wind blows wild sand!

Yue Qing snorted coldly, and was also merciless when he took action. With a trembling wrist, strange blood light overflowed from the silver spear. With a rotating punch, it brought out a shocking wind, and there seemed to be a dust storm filled with yellow sand in the sky.

He stabbed him with a shot, like riding a war horse, galloping on the battlefield with a kind of brave and fearless spirit of life and death.

As soon as the two of them made a move, they showed their amazing strength and fully demonstrated their sword skills and marksmanship.

With just one move, you can see that the two must have worked hard on swordsmanship and guns.

Otherwise, it would be impossible. At such an age, he would show such a masterful and experienced killer move.

“Good come.”

Lin Yun looked calm and did not compete with the two of them. He pointed his toes lightly and retreated backwards.

The two fists were blasting out like lightning, shattering the sword light and spear light that could not be avoided. Lin Yun remained calm under the strong attack of the two and tried hard to defend.

Zuo Yun and Yue Qing are not ordinary people, and the attacks between them are extremely fierce as soon as they unfold.

After ten moves, the attacks of the two were extremely shocked. Whether it was Zuo Yun's sword or Yue Qing's robbery, they were all a little frightened.

It is extremely terrible to disassemble it alone, let alone the two join forces.

But Lin Yun was not fast or slow, and he circled in the seven mysterious steps, like a small boat bumping in the waves, rising and falling.

The offensive that cannot be avoided can also avoid the key points and resist with the body.

"It's time to take action."

After dozens of moves, Lin Yun looked at the two people who attacked again and said softly.

After fighting for a while, I had already figured out the details of the two, and I also knew the slightest flaws in the shooting skills and sword techniques.

"It's ridiculous, do you have a chance to take action?"

Yue Qing sneered constantly. In his opinion, Lin Yun had already done it if he had the ability to fight back.

Now that I'm talking, I'm just bluffing.

"Take another shot from me, I'll see how you take action!"

Yue Qing shouted wildly, and the blood light overflowing from the silver spear in his hand suddenly shone brightly, as if it was completely dyed red by heavy blood, and was taken out from the sea of ​​blood of the corpse, which was extremely terrifying.

The timid, don’t say that you can scare to death with this shot.

Iron Horse Glacier!

Zuo Yun did not speak, but with a backhand, the endless cold air overflowed, and the sharp cold light on the blade. At this moment, the stabbing person could not open his eyes, and a layer of faint frost was covered on the ground.

Lin Yun did not dodge or avoid it, but his body was as quiet as water, and his calm temperament suddenly became extremely sharp.

The Shuiyue Sword scattered out like waves from his body. It turned into a lake, a lake with blue sky and white clouds, mountains gathered, and waves were like mirrors.

The smoke and water are vast!

The sword was unsheathed, the burial flower sword flashed, the roses danced in a row, like a dream. Facing the opponent's two killer moves, one sword stabbed out, and the mirror-like lake surface was like a stone falling, ripples and vast water mist.

The sword is the vast mist above the lake, vast and grand, but it looks like fog and illusion.

This sword has vast smoke and mist.

Bang!

The spear and the sword light falling from the air met Lin Yun's sword, and they were stunned. Their killing moves were like stones sinking into the sea, but Lin Yun's sword was like mist, and rolling in.

"retreat!"

The two of them changed slightly, and they did not dare to stop, so they quickly retreated.

The waves are surging!

The mist dissipated, and Lin Yun defeated the two of them with one sword, but did not pursue them deeply.

The moment it landed, the breeze blew by, lifting the long hair on his forehead. Lin Yun waved his hand, his long sleeves were like clouds, and the sword light passed by, like an antelope hanging on his horns, with no trace to be found.

This sword is full of waves!

It seemed like a free and easy swing, but this sword consumed one-fifth of Lin Yun's true energy.

Sword lights swayed between the ground, like the turbulent waves on the lake. The two people who retreated suddenly froze. No matter where they retreated, there were cold sword lights on the ground, and there was nowhere to hide.

The cultivation level was promoted to the seventh level of Xuanwu, and the Shuiyue Sword Technique was in Lin Yun's hands. The more relaxed and comfortable he waved it.

Many killer moves that consume a lot of true energy can also be used at will, and in an instant, they will create a terrifying reputation.

"Strange, isn't this the sword technique that the disciple of the Sword Pavilion used before? I remember what it is called..."

"Shuiyue Sword Technique!"

"Yes, it's just this name, why is it just mediocre in that person's hands? When it comes to Lin Yun's hands, it's so terrible. Bai Yu is also defeated by this sword technique."
To be continued...