"The wrathful heart is getting more and more flaws. Since you are determined to die, I will do what you wish."

"No……"

Puchi!

Lin Yun did not give Jing Jue a chance to argue, and he pierced his eyebrows with one sword.

Frost is thousands of miles away!

The moment the sword was drawn out, accompanied by the splash of blood, Lin Yun turned around and sprinkled with the killer move of the Shuiyue Sword Technique.

The boundless sword force, wherever it passes, all things are frozen.

Under this sword, the vast snow and Bai Yue and the others who were struggling to get up were frozen, and time seemed to have stopped.

The snowflakes did not move, and the two ice sculptures could not move either.

Click!

The next moment, when the ice sculptures shattered, Bai Yue and Mu Xiuhan exploded into countless debris, the snowflakes flew again with the dissipating sword force.

Between still and motion, two monsters fell, blending into the snowflakes all over the sky, and their corpses remained.

"Dead?"

All directions were frightened, and no one expected that Jing Jue, Mu Xiuhan and Bai Yue would die under Lin Yun's sword at the same time.

Even if he thinks he has the strength to defeat him, he may not dare to kill him.

But no one expected that Lin Yun not only dared to kill, but also did not hesitate and was extremely decisive.

Such a scene was deeply shocked by the major sects in the Sifang Camp.

"this……"

"Oh, the swordsman's killing method is truly reflected in this person. How can there be anyone who dare not kill a swordsman? The Shuiyue sword technique is really powerful in his hands. It is as powerful as a means of your choice, just like a pointing your arms.

.In the future, I will surely shine in the Longmen Competition.”

"Can he say he has the strength to challenge the Eighth Master at the end of the year?"

"The young master has the ability to kill the Zi Mansion, so he probably can't do it, but it may not be impossible to reach the top ten."

"If he could be promoted to the tenth level of Xuanwu by the end of the year, maybe..."

"Stop it, how difficult is the breakthrough of the tenth level of Xuanwu? This time he did not break through to the tenth level of Xuanwu in the secret realm of the Demon Lotus. Within two years, it is probably difficult to be promoted to the tenth level of Xuanwu. How can there be so many adventures in this world...

…”

Indeed, there are few rapid progress in the later stages of Xuanwu’s cultivation.

Unless you encounter an adventure similar to the Demon Lotus Secret Realm, the Demon Lotus Secret Realm only appears once every twenty years.

Outsiders were just shocked, but the elders of the Demon Flame Sect, Blood Bone Sect and Seven Quarter Castle were furious.

The three sects held up and down the Jian Pavilion, as if they were creating opportunities for Jing Jue and the other two. But even if they wanted to break their heads, they all died under Lin Yun's sword.

revenge!

The eyes of the elders of the three sects were filled with murderous intent, and they no longer had the intention to compete for treasure.

All he had was the boundless murderous intent. Even if the entire sect was destroyed, Lin Yun would have to be killed.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart.

"Hold on the formation and don't let these people rush over."

The situation suddenly changed drastically, and the three major sects were no longer delaying with Jiange, and rushed towards the sword formation set up by Lingxiao Jiange.

The battle turned into a bloody battle at this moment!

Elder Zhijian, Luo Feng and others fought desperately, but the number of people in the four sects was too large. Immediately, seven or eight deacons from the half-step purple mansion broke through the sword formation and fought towards Lin Yun.

"Boy, come on your life!"

These more than ten deacons from the half-step purple palace were red in their eyes, and they were filled with evil spirits, which was extremely scary.

call!

With his sword closed and returned to the sheath, Lin Yun gently patted it in the storage bag. The moment the Red Blood Battle Flag appeared, he was tightly held by his hands.

Kick!

The flag condensed a bimoon blood sickle as thin as a cicada's wing, and a hideous and sharp triangular inverted hook popped up at the end, and the true energy surged and continued to inject it into it.

The monstrous evil aura contained in the treasure immediately burned like blood flames, spreading in every corner of the Red Flame Battle Blade.

Lin Yun, who was holding the battle blade tightly, raised his eyebrows and looked coldly at the seven deacons rushing towards him.

Under the influence of the evil spirit of the Red Flame Battle Blade, the world in his eyes was scarlet, both real and illusory.

If killing is destined to be inevitable, then let endless blood and corpses be buried on the peak of my Lin Yun.
Chapter completed!