Chapter 408

A picture of the palms shattered mountains and rivers made the streets explode, and the gravels and snowflakes accompanied the Shence Camp guards to the end were in chaos in the air.

The sudden change caused the Shence Camp's guards to disrupt the situation. Many people were hit by the aftermath and couldn't take care of themselves.

Especially Han Tianming's death was beyond everyone's expectations.

No one expected that this half-step Shen Ce Camp powerful man in the Purple Mansion was shot into a meat paste under Lin Yun's attack, and he was killed without a complete corpse.

I'm afraid he would never have imagined such an ending.

A moment ago, he was still stuck in the pleasure of playing with the genius and applause.

The next moment, it is crushed into meat paste and mixed with snowflakes and gravel.

Huh!

In the chaos, Lin Yun, who had broken through the air, rushed towards Xinyan on Ma Cheng without hesitation.

There were snowflakes and stone chips that hit his face, causing great pain, but he had no scruples.

The wind was in chaos and rushed straight towards Xinyan.

The eldest prince's face was calm on the carriage. Seeing Lin Yun approaching little by little, he was still silent.

It seemed as if Lin Yun was just air, no one knew what he was thinking.

Just as Lin Yun was about to approach the carriage, three sword lights appeared for no reason. The true energy was stirred, and the sword lights were crisscrossed, setting up a sharp and wanton sword net in front of the eldest prince and Xinyan.

The three people who took action were Wang Feng of Shuiyue Mountain Villa, Ji Wuheng of Hunyuan Sect, and Tang Jie of Qintian Academy, who were the core disciples of each sect in the Qingxuan Society.

All three of them are at the tenth level of Xuanwu, and even Lin Yun's sword technique is terrifying, all of which drive their own cultivation to the extreme.

It is obvious that he wants to attack Lin Yun's life gate and seize his weakness of only the eighth level of Xuanwu's cultivation.

Ji Wuheng, Wang Feng and Tang Jie have different sects. If you talk about tacit understanding, you will definitely not be as good as the elite of Shen Ce Camp. However, the three of them are all core disciples of the sect and are ranked second in the sequence of the Great Qin Empire.

The three of them joined forces, which was much more terrifying than the elite charge of the Shen Ce camp hundreds of meters.

Seeing the three terrifying swords being about to overlap, a difficult choice was placed in front of Lin Yun.

Retreat, but not yet retreat?

If you retreat, you will miss it once in a lifetime opportunity. The palm-shattered mountain and river map cannot be sacrificed once. When the Shen Ce camp stabilizes, it is almost impossible to break through the layers of killing formations.

Don't retreat...

Even if these three sword lights fall, they will be injured on the spot. If you are not careful, you may even die on the spot, without a complete corpse.

The opponent's sword will not have any sympathy.

Don't retreat!

In the flash of lightning, Lin Yun's eyes were no longer confused. He urged half a step of the innate sword intent to the extreme. The flowers were buried in his hand, and the trembling sound continued. All seventy-one purple kite flowers bloomed in his dantian, and the surging aura suddenly burst out in his body.

Bang!

The Burial Flower Sword blessed by the half-step innate sword intent collided with the three overlapping sword lights.

Amid the shocking sound, a dazzling light burst out, like the scorching sun reappearing, and the intuition of the crowds from all directions was extremely dazzling.

Rush!

In the battle between sword intent, the invisible sword force turned into ripples and scattered like substance.

In the ten-mile long street in the wind and snow, long swords were not under the control of everyone, and they came out of the sound of a stern sound.

"My sword!"

"This... is too strong, this kind of sword intent is simply unheard of."

"It's scary, Lin Yun actually blocked it. The swordsmen of the three top forces joined forces but did not suppress him!"

Under the terrifying aura, the crowds on both sides of the street all showed a look of surprise in their eyes.

Wang Feng of Shuiyue Mountain Villa, Ji Wuheng of Hunyuan Sect, and Tang Jie of Qintian Academy all looked a little ugly. Unexpectedly, such a big ugly person appeared in front of the eldest prince.

The three of them joined forces and could not suppress Lin Yun in terms of sword intent. It was obvious that they should crush the opponent.

With a loud bang, both sides in the air pushed away.

The dazzling sword light exploded and turned into a fierce wind, sweeping across the world.

In the turbulent wind, Ji Wuheng and the other two looked at each other and murderous intent suddenly appeared.

"Smoke and clouds are rising!"

"Iron locks across the river!"

"A sword soars into the sky!"

The moment the killing move was used, there was a covered sword light, forming a tsunami-like air that swept towards Lin Yun.

"Good come!"

As the snowflakes were flying, Lin Yun was covered in blue clothes and was stained with blood. When he saw three killer moves attacking, he was not panicked at all.

The Shuiyue Sword Technique, which had been practicing to the realm of transformation, showed amazing power in his hands.

Bang!

When the Shuiyue Sword soared to the extreme, Lin Yun's figure suddenly exploded, and in the air, nine afterimages, real, fake, fake, real, real, he dispersed like white clouds. The domineering sword that was so arrogant to the extreme became ethereal and agile in an instant.

It is shocking and unpredictable.

"What's going on?"

Ji Wuheng and the other two suddenly changed slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes. Lin Yun, who was clearly locked by them, suddenly couldn't figure it out.

Nine afterimages are difficult to tell the truth about the false, and the killer moves in your hands are undecided for a moment.

"Mirror flowers and water moon!"

With a light shout, nine afterimages in the air overlapped in an instant, and the moonlight of the blue dragon changed on Lin Yun in the moment.

The weather is full and the wind and clouds are changing.

The snowflakes are falling, the clouds are gone, the rain is clear, and the colorful scenery is clear. The sword tip is like a flower blooming, the blue sky and clear water, and the falling flowers fly with the bright moon!

Flying snow, cold wind, moonlight, and falling flowers, under this sword, all seemed to have become slower, slowly becoming a painting, painting with famous mirror flowers, water and moon.

When he stabbed out with a sword, Lin Yun was like a dripping immortal walking out of the painting, wearing a colorful dress woven in the moonlight.

With one sword, it breaks out.

Ji Wuheng and the other two had no time to react, and broke the painting and created a sword like a fairy dancing, destroying the sword of the three people with a blow.

Puchi!

When the sword light was crushed, the three of them spit out blood and were slashed down in the air.

The sword scattered in the air is like broken paper, flying with snowflakes, scattering with flowing light, and is boundless and beautiful.

"Oh My God!"

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

"What did I see..."

The stunned people woke up and screamed one after another, and they could not stop at all.

If Lin Yun's sword technique had only shown the tip of the iceberg of the realm of transformation. Then this sword, this sword, the mirror and water moon, showed the mystery of the realm of the realm to its peak, which was amazing.

Especially this person who drew the sword, three months ago, he cut off his mysterious vein and became a useless person.

But after March, when he made a comeback, the light he showed was almost impossible to look directly at.

With one sword, Lin Yun continued to attack and fell towards Xinyan.

“That’s the end…”

The eldest prince Qin Yu, who had been silent from beginning to end, suddenly spoke.

boom!

The moment he finished speaking, a terrifying pressure suddenly burst out from behind the carriage, dominating the world like a king. Everyone suddenly felt a huge pressure on themselves.

In an instant, many people's legs and feet trembled and felt unable to stand firm.

"A strong man in the Purple Mansion Realm!"

Everyone's faces changed drastically, this great pressure,

Lin Yun looked up and saw a palm light falling down, and a golden flame-like light blooming on the palm light. The palm light fell down like a mountain, and Lin Yun, whose peak sword force had not yet dissipated, was bombarded out on the spot.

"Puchi!"

Spit out blood, and the forest clouds fell heavily onto the snow.

"The eldest prince, it has been found out that he came alone. There are no masters of the Purple Palace around him. There are many disciples of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion mingling in the crowd, but there is not a single elder in the Purple Palace realm, and there is no trace of the Sword Elder."

A voice transmission sounded in the eldest prince's ear on the carriage, and his face was slightly stunned.

The reason why he never attacked Lin Yun was because he didn't believe that Lin Yun was really here alone from beginning to end.
To be continued...