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Chapter 500: Singing with a Sword(2/2)

Many people suddenly realized that no wonder they dared to say those seemingly arrogant words.

It's not arrogant, it's fact.

“Go together!”

Ye Cangming held the sword in his hand tightly, roared, and rushed over first.

"kill!"

Pan Yue and Leng Yi dries the blood stains on the corners of their mouths and kill them again.

Han Fei and Nie Feng, who had already stopped, gritted their teeth and made the same choice.

After finally reaching this place, the purple fire golden lotus was close to them, so they asked them to give up and never agree.

Looking at the people in front of you, regaining their strength and joining forces to fight, Lin Yun felt helpless. Are these people really not afraid of death?

Can't you see that even though my cultivation is not as good as theirs?

The ancient Zi Yuan Sword Technique can be passed down, and the three original cultivation left by the Mei Guardian are refined into Zi Yuan Sword Power. In addition, the Dragon Elephant Battle Body Technique, which has reached its peak, is not inferior to the opponent in terms of the strength of the true essence, and is even better than that.

As for the cultivation of swordsmanship, it is completely incomparable.

The Shuiyue Sword Technique in the Transformation Realm is much stronger than the barely powerful Blood Moon Sword Technique.

What's more, he also has a complete innate sword intent.

Since you are going to fight, then fight!

Let the purple floral flowers burn with all their hearts, and let my sword intent sing indulge in this world!

Lin Yun closed his eyes.

With a thought, the seventy-two purple kite flowers in the Dantian slowly reversed. Their body was filled with silver purple kite sword power, just like the slurry accumulated before the volcano erupted, surging and surging.

At this moment, the Zi Yuan Sword Technique, which had reached the ninth level, was unreserved and vented all of it.

Go forward to the heart of the sword!

Lin Yun opened his eyes, and there were stars shining brightly in the depths of his eyes, and the complete innate sword intent rushed to the sky.

clang!

Suddenly, a beautiful sword roar erupted from his body. The sound was spotless, clear and clear, agile and ethereal.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

But the huge Ziyun Lake could not bear the moment the sword sound appeared. One purple water column after another soared into the sky. In the purple water column, lightning and flames were forced out of the shock of the sword intent.

Behind Lin Yun, the lightning and flames that were forced out were like fireworks, blooming beautifully in the sound of explosions.

Accompanied by the sound of swords that resounded through the world like songs, these fireworks burning and blooming indulge in the sky.

"Innate Sword Intent!"

Complete innate sword intent!

Seeing such a magnificent vision, Ye Cangming and others suddenly felt like they fell into an ice cave, extremely cold.

One by one, they suddenly realized it and suddenly realized it.

No wonder...

No wonder he broke the Blood Cloud Sword Technique with one sword, no wonder the half-step innate sword intent dispersed as soon as it collapsed.

No matter how powerful a half-step innate sword intent is, how can it be the opponent of the complete innate sword intent?

It’s strange if the flock is shaking a tree!

The few people were extremely frightened and had no desire to fight anymore, so they quickly retreated.

Can it be withdrawn?

Thunder and lightning!

Lin Yun swung his sword out, and his continuous clanging sound sounded in his body. The majestic true energy accompanied by the vast sword intent, which continued to stir.

The dazzling sword light, like a lightning, was as ferocious as a wild beast, roaring out in anger.

The sword light in front of the five people was dazzling and vast. Before they could react, they were swallowed by the sword light.

The next moment, it exploded and flew out, with holes and blood on its body, full of scary wounds.

On the Ziyun Lake, a terrible gully appeared under a sword, and the lake surface seemed to be cut in half by a sword.

Bang!

When the lake water overlapped, the five people who had already suffered heavy damage were beaten out by the stormy waves.

Buzzing!

On the lake, several people looked up and saw that in the vast purple rain. The young man stood with his sword, his sword body flashed with cold light, and his buzzing continued, and his face was extremely pale.

When the wind calms down and the fireworks dissipate, Lin Yun gathers his sword and returns to the sheath.

"It is worthy of your identity as the leader of the quasi-dominant power that can be accepted by me and not die. Most of the people in this world are born ordinary, and no one has ever been regarded as a cat or a dog, and I, Lin Yun, are no exception. But remember, the one who worships you today is my burial flower damn prince!"

A leader in overlord-level forces?

A cat or a dog?

The five people who were defeated were no longer able to fight, and their faces were bitter.

What a humiliating statement.

If you are a cat and a dog, what are we going to do? Wouldn't you even be worse than waste?
Chapter completed!
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