Chapter 377

Jing Jue's appearance, neither Lin Yun nor Shui Wuhen, was surprised.

When the other party appeared, both of them in the fight noticed his existence.

It's just a fight, and at the critical moment, I can't even make a move.

Neither of them drew their swords, which was a big deal because they were concerned about Jing Jue's existence.

Seeing that Shui Wuhen was injured, Jing Jue in the dark, he changed his attention and appeared in advance.

As he said, in the Great Qin Empire, there was no second rising star who could compete with Lin Yun. While practicing the Dragon and Tiger Fist and Dragon and Elephant Battle Body Art, he also had a fatal sword technique.

For hundreds of years, the empire's genius has emerged one after another, never interrupted.

There have always been many protagonists on the stage of the Longmen Competition. But none of them are completely different. None of them can practice so much martial arts like Lin Yun, and can still practice to such a profound realm.

Whether it is the Dragon and Tiger Fist or the Dragon and Elephant Battle Body Art, if you are proficient in one sect, you can be rampant in the empire.

But Lin Yun, practicing both, and combining his sword skills, actually took an unprecedented path.

Jing Jue was a little afraid of the other party, and the terrifying pressure brought by the real growth.

He had obtained the sword and was not very eager for the sword in the nine layers.

Compared to this, he cared more about removing Lin Yun directly from this ninth level. The belonging of the sword was just enough to blackmail Shui Wuhen, who could be blackmailed with one stroke. This plan would kill two birds with one stone.

Now, it is also an excellent time for him to appear, and Shui Wuhen has no reason to refuse.

Indeed, as he thought, Shui Wuhen, who was injured, had to accept it no matter how arrogant he was.

"You showed up in time."

Shui Wuhen looked at the other party with a deep meaning, laughed at himself, and then said, "I accept your help."

Bang!

In the hall, Jing Jue took the lead in attacking, his body flashing. The true energy and evil spirit condensed in his body, and a lonely blood knife burst out. The blood-colored geese flew away in a flash and flew towards Lin Yun.

"I hope you don't regret the decision you made!"

Anger flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. He rarely got angry, but he was really angry now.

Whether it is Jing Jue or Shui Wuhen, they have the strength comparable to him, and they actually joined forces to deal with him in these nine levels.

Very good, then don’t blame him for being ruthless under the sword in this battle today.

In a moment of thought, half a step of the innate sword intent roared up, and the sharp aura was all over his body. It was like a peerless sword snatching out of the sheath, cold and ruthless, cruel and bloody.

Mu Xiuhan killed many people, but countless young people died under the Lin Yun sword.

Don’t be Lin Yun, you really have no temper!

"sword!"

While waving, Lin Yun held the Burial Flower Sword popped out of the box behind him, and the feeling of blood connection filled his heart. With the majestic true essence infused, he drew the sword out of the sheath, and the cold sword body was cut in an instant.

On the terrifying blade that flew in.

Hissing!

With the sound of the broken gold and stone, the sword was extremely powerful, shattering the blood blade condensed by evil spirits and true energy on the spot.

Before it was finished, the remaining sword force roared away.

After Jing Jue's palm was shattered, his face changed slightly, and he took three steps toward his hind legs.

Lin Yun's strength is a little stronger than he imagined.

"Shui Wuhen, there is no need to be guarding against me. Your Yanyun Sword Technique will not be released again. I am afraid that you will not have the chance to come out again."

Jing Jue said indifferently, while speaking, his body was filled with evil spirits mixed with true energy and exploded. The blood-colored evil spirits that enveloped him condensed into a sharp long sword. The blood-colored evil spirits contained the cold breath of ruthlessness and hatred. At a glance

Going is shocking.

"As you wish, smoke and clouds are everywhere!"

A long sword suddenly appeared in Shui Wuhen's hand, and the sword was released unexpectedly, and he drew the sword out of the sheath. The vast sword intent evolved into endless smoke and clouds. The figure was divided into four, and each sword fell to nine real and false.

It's also like the slightest sword light of smoke and clouds.

For a moment, his sword was like a cloud, continuous. It looked like an endless sword light, turning into a vast sea of ​​clouds, gathering from all directions, pounced towards Lin Yun.

The strength of this sword perfectly presents the exquisiteness of Yanyun Sword Technique.

boom!

Jing Jue also did not hold back. When his evil spirit condensed to its peak, he drew his sword and unsheathed it.

I saw a magnificent and domineering blood-colored sword light, with a strange and evil aura, mixed in the vast sword force of Shui Wuhen, and enveloped him Lin Yun.

For a moment, the two of them used their own killer moves, without any reservation, and killed Lin Yun.

The scene is extremely dangerous, no matter who it is, you will feel a little despair deep in it.

While showing off, Lin Yun held the sword in his hand tightly. At this moment, he was focused on his mind, and what he thought and thought were the sword in his hand.

Toward the sword's heart, fearlessness of life and death!

He activated the innate sword intent to the limit, and the purple sword light filled the whole body. The sword swinging the sword, the water moon sword momentum, turned into a cold sword light, facing the sea of ​​clouds falling all over the sky, and the covered ones

Blood, vent your heart.

clang! clang! clang! clang! clang! clang! clang...

As Mars flew everywhere, the sound of weapons being handed over was endless. The thrilling battle was like a storm accompanied by a storm, and it never calmed down for a moment.

The fierce and cruel battle lasted for half a quarter of an hour. The true energy in the air was swelling, the sword energy was everywhere, the sword light was unknown, and blood was splattered everywhere.

suddenly……

A flash of light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and suddenly condensed from his body, a purple battle armor outlined the ancient dragon elephant.

The battle armor appeared, wrapped it perfectly, without dodging or avoiding it, and withstood Jing Jue's sword.

Click!

The blood-colored blade was amazingly powerful. With one knife, the battle armor was slashed into pieces and exploded countless cracks.

But this knife did not hurt Lin Yun after all, and Jing Jue himself was shocked.

The light of the bright moon!

Lin Yun took this opportunity and shook his wrist and the sword light shattered the continuous clouds and mist. He forced Shui Wuhen, who was hidden in the sea of ​​clouds, and his sword seemed to have calculated everything, almost the moment when the other party just forced himself out.

A sword light like a bright moon rushes towards Shui Wuhen like lightning.

"Damn it!"

Shui Wuhen's face changed drastically, and the sudden change made him unable to react. This sword must hit, and the injury will be closed. The only thing he can do is to try to reduce some injuries after hitting this sword.

There was no time to think about it, so I waved several swords to meet it.

Bang!

But the sword light as magnificent as the bright moon was not something he could resist in a hurry. His sword light was shattered like a shattering destruction, and his sword power disintegrated. The moonlight was like fire. The fierce and powerful Jiang Shui Wu

The traces are buried in it, like surging flames, burning.

Jing Jue, who landed first, had a strange light flashed in his eyes and said intimately that it was so dangerous.

Fortunately, Lin Yun went to Shui Wuhen, otherwise he would have no time to react on the way to be shaken away.

Huh!

Shui Wuhen walked out of the sword like the bright moon, and was covered in scars all over his body, all covered in white clothes, and was in a very embarrassing state.

The two looked at Lin Yun, both of them were shocked and did not expect it at all.

With one against two, he still did not gain much advantage, and was even countered by the opponent.

"Frost cold thousands of miles!"

But before they could think about it, Lin Yun's killer move would be used again.

The Burial Flower Sword was in his hand, and with a backhand, the sharp sword light was like a sudden cold wind, like a plum blossom in winter snow blooming in an instant.

The highest and most proud, the most yin causes coldness!

The seemingly light sword carries the chill of thunder, like a bright world, and instantly enters the winter with snowflakes flying.

Crack Crack Crack Crack!

Wherever you see and where the sword passes, without exception, are all frozen.

Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue, the Zhenyuan, each blocked their weapons in front of them. Although they were not frozen, when the Zhenyuan touched the cold sword force, it exploded in an instant. They spit out their own spit.

Exit the blood and fly backwards.

Go forward bravely to the heart of the sword!

Lin Yun was full of energy, and there was no fear or timidity in his eyes. He held the sword in one hand and ran wildly in the hall.

Bang bang bang bang!
To be continued...