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Chapter 910 My generation of swordsmen, why fear a battle!(2/2)

"You are really interesting. It's a pity that ants are just ants after all. You have no idea how terrifying my blood and bone realm is. No one I, Feng Wuji, want to kill will escape death!"

Feng Wuji's patience had long reached its limit. Seeing the other party disobeying him again and again, he could no longer bear it.

Before he could finish his words, he soared into the air, and blood-colored light burst out crazily from all over his body. The will to kill merged with the true essence, and the boundless magic light condensed by the bloody true essence evolved into a huge dragon python in mid-air, heading towards Lin Yun.

He came over and killed them hard.

The true energy was so vast that it squeezed the air and exploded like a lake, erupting with continuous loud noises.

die!

Everyone's expressions changed, and they were all a little surprised by Feng Wuji's astonishing strength. It seemed that he had not underestimated Lin Yun. The ten people he killed in a row before were all calm, and they were far less earth-shattering than now.

boom!

The two great sword techniques began to swim within Lin Yun's body, and the astonishing sea of ​​energy with a radius of nearly 2,000 feet in the Zi Mansion suddenly started churning.

The vast and majestic true energy instantly stirred up the whole body, and Lin Yun's whole body was immediately filled with huge power. His body was slightly weak, and his bones kept exploding like fried beans.

Facing the opponent's astonishing blow, Lin Yun slowly raised his right hand, and the ancient fire seal condensed on his palm.

Between his breaths, six golden fire seals condensed, and a golden flame halo emerged behind him.

Feng Wuji's eyes flashed with disdain. He was well-informed and could recognize Lin Yun's martial arts at a glance.

Fire Cloud Burning Heaven Hand...is this what you rely on?

I'm really stupid. This kind of martial arts is still top-notch in the middle realm, but it is far from good enough to deal with the leaders of the high realm. Unless...unless I cultivate to the highest realm of eight seals, I will still have some

Fear, but only a little bit.

"Little tricks!"

Feng Wuji laughed wildly, and he was in the air, with killing intent surging again. The bloody dragon python swimming in the air continued to condense, and finally wrapped around his arm crazily. He wanted to end all the opponent's luck, without giving him any chance.

Becoming stronger again!

Everyone was shocked, with deep fear flashing in their eyes.

The initial palm was terrifying enough, but Feng Wuji actually strengthened the power of this palm again. The huge dragon python wrapped around his arm had blood-red eyes slowly condensing.

"The finishing touch! Feng Wuji is really angry."

"Lin Yun is going to die."

Many leaders in the higher realms sighed softly. Complex expressions flashed across the eyes of Chen Qiong and Xianyun Zhen. After all, this guy had offended someone he shouldn't have offended.

But for these two people, it would be better for Lin Yun to die after all.

But when everyone's expressions changed drastically, the golden flame halo behind Lin Yun suddenly turned into a dark eye.

An indescribable terrifying dragon's power suddenly erupted from Lin Yun's body. The dragon's roar was like a vast river, roaring and roaring, and it was no weaker than the bloody dragon python entangled in the opponent's hand.

The killing move was superimposed with eight golden fire seals, and the flames of the blue dragon that Lin Yun used were perfectly integrated, and he opened his five fingers and blasted out fiercely.

The flames of the blue dragon, the eight seals open together!
Chapter completed!
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