Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 1977 I said, don't move(2/2)

"I told you to take a rest. I didn't lie to you. You can't hold the sword anymore," Lin Yundao said.

Ouyang Heng opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a while. The people in the audience who were about to applaud and applaud were all dumbfounded and thought they were dazzled.

Ouyang Heng's sword was chopped off with his bare hands. How is this possible?

Everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

"You don't think I only have one sword, do you?" Ouyang Heng's face was gloomy, and with a backhand move, another sword appeared in his sleeve.

Then, with astonishing speed, it stabbed towards Lin Yun's heart like lightning.

Whoosh!

But the moment he stabbed it out, he strangely discovered that there were several afterimages shaking in the space where Lin Yun was.

As the afterimage swayed, even some ripples appeared in the space, and the Qi machine was unable to lock onto Lin Yun in an instant.

As expected, the sword that was so close hit the target.

But he pulled the sword back, and Lin Yun took action again. His long sleeves were like clouds, and the wind howled as he waved.

Bang!

The holy sword that was too late to be withdrawn was immediately chopped off by Lin Yun's fingers together. This scene immediately frightened everyone.

Breaking a sword with bare hands?

Before, he was just shaking the holy sword with his bare hands, but now he was so exaggerated that he broke the sword with his bare hands. Ouyang Heng was completely stunned.

Whoosh!

A holy sword flew from his sleeve, and Lin Yun was not polite to him, activating the peak-perfect Canglong Holy Body.

Focus the purple gold dragon pattern and sword intent on your index finger and middle finger, strike again, and break the sword again.

"Damn it!"

Ouyang Heng's eyes darkened, he drew another holy sword, and thrust it out again.

Lin Yun took a look and saw that these holy swords all had the logo of Hidden Sword Villa. It seemed that many holy swords were purchased in bulk in Kongming City during this period.

Click, click, click!

In just a few breaths, Lin Yun broke his nine holy swords in succession, and Ouyang Heng's face turned green with anger.

"The holy weapons of Hidden Sword Villa seem to be of poor quality." Lin Yun stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.

Ouyang Heng was furious and felt that he was being played by the other party from beginning to end, so he immediately ran away and killed him with his bare hands.

"Don't move, you have already lost."

Lin Yun turned around on the spot, and when he turned back again, his right hand had already grasped the hilt of the Burial Flower Sword.

The funeral flower was not unsheathed and attached to his head with the hilt of the sword.

This was Lin Yun's show of mercy. Otherwise, this sword would have been enough to crush his head.

Ouyang Heng suddenly turned pale with fright, and his legs and feet were trembling, but he still wanted to struggle.

thump!

Lin Yun gently pressed, Ouyang Heng intuitively came to the top of the mountain, and fell to the ground immediately.

"I said, let you don't move." Lin Yun's eyes were cold, and the word and one meal.
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next