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Chapter 2175 Golden Saint Ge(2/2)

Huang Jingyu was still arrogant. The moment he stood up, he raised his right hand with the Moonlight Holy Ring.

The back of his hand was facing Lin Yun, and the sacred stone embedded in the holy steps bloomed with light, and the ancient sacred patterns were activated little by little.

"Do you think I can't avoid your slap? Go to hell..."

Huang Jingyu laughed ferociously, and poured the Holy Yuan into the ring crazily, seeing that the Moonlight Holy Ring was about to be activated.

Lin Yun seemed to have expected it. He put his fingers together into a sword, and a sword light flashed past.

Phew!

Huang Jingyu's entire palm was neatly cut off from the wrist.

Without the support of the Holy Yuan, the Holy Moonlight Ring exploded, and the broken palm was immediately torn apart by the force.

In a cloud of blood mist, only the moonlight holy ring was left shining brightly.

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and put the Moonlight Holy Ring into his palm, and said calmly: "The ring is good, I want it."

"My hand, my hand..."

Huang Jingyu screamed in agony, as if he was crazy, his eyes were red and he wanted to fight Lin Yun for his life.

"Want to die? It's not that easy..."

Lin Yun directly stamped his palm on the opponent's heart. The latter's Saint Yuangang energy collapsed completely, and a palm mark was dented in his chest.

Phew!

Blood spattered, and Huang Jingyu was knocked away. His holy power also fell back to the second-level saint king. His whole body was disheveled, and he kept wailing while covering his severed hand.

"Bury the playboy, that's enough!"

Liu Yunlan finally couldn't stand it anymore. Three flowers of the avenue bloomed behind him, one was the supreme sword path, one was the thunder avenue, and the other was the flame avenue.

Three flowers gather at the top, and three avenue rules bless the peak of the Galaxy Sword Intent.

Liu Yunlan didn't move where he was, and slashed out with his knife, trying to stop Lin Yun.

He had already seen that Lin Yun did not want Huang Jingyu to die as easily as Sage Tiankui.

Too cruel!

The light of the sword split the void in front of him into two smooth halves like tofu, and the space was staggered like the real thing.

Click, click, click!

Then the cracks spread, and the space around Lin Yun was completely staggered. The space debris continued to spread, like a crack in the ice.

Li Feibai from behind was shocked. He never expected that Liu Yunlan was so powerful.

In fact, at his age, he can cultivate his sword intention to the peak of the galaxy, and he has the cultivation level of a second-level saint king.

It's impossible to be weak in strength, let alone master the supreme sword technique.

If you don't take action, that's it. Once you do take action without reservation, this kind of person will be absolutely terrifying.

Swish, swish, swish!

But Lin Yun turned a deaf ear. After avoiding the light of the knife, he continued to move forward, and the broken spaces shattered and undulated like building blocks.

Click, click, crack, the space energy cracked between the ups and downs, turned into thin and inaudible threads, scraping wounds on Lin Yun's body.

Even so, the murderous intention will not stop!

Lin Yun stared at Huang Jingyu with extremely cold eyes.

He could see everything the other party did when he couldn't move.

"Enough!"

Liu Yunlan could no longer hold back, and his body disappeared from the place as if teleporting. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Lin Yun.

Wow!

The holy sword in his hand slashed from top to bottom, a simple and unpretentious sword move, showing his extremely profound knowledge of swordsmanship.

The space seemed to be like a curtain, being slowly opened by this knife, and the sky and the earth were filled with this terrifying knife light.

"roll!"

Lin Yun looked cold and ruthless, stretched out his hand and grabbed his heart, and he pulled it out from his heart while his heart was beating.

boom!

Zanghua met the knife at a faster speed.

Click!

Between the electric light and flint, only a shocking crisp sound was heard, all the sword lights were dimmed, and only the light of the funeral flower remained forever.

Bang!

The holy sword in Liu Yunlan's hand was broken into two halves.

His face was pale and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He looked at Lin Yun in disbelief, and then his eyes showed an extremely frightened look.

Thump thump!

His heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. He received an unimaginable shock deep in his heart, and his entire brain went blank.

Just for a moment, he saw an unforgettable scene.

He saw a bit of pure gold in Lin Yun's eyes, as if it existed forever and everlasting.

Thirty-six days away, the galaxy comes into my dream. This is the sword intention of the galaxy.

A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of joyful wind.

The divine light and sword intent are supreme and strong.

This moment was short, but Liu Yunlan passed through a hundred years of life and was completely defeated.

The divine light he had been pursuing so hard appeared in a young man less than thirty years old.

"Sage Saint Saint, save me!!! Bury Flower and kill Tian Kui!"

Huang Jingyu, who had regained his breath, took this opportunity to run wildly, shouting as he ran.

Holy Lord Tiankui is dead?

The Holy Lord Karasuma and all the Holy Lords from the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect, who were fighting for the fragments of the divine fire, were all dumbfounded as if they were struck by five thunders.

How is this possible?

How could a monster holy king fall silently and die so quickly?

It wasn't until they saw the cold body of Holy Lord Tiankui that the group of people woke up and became furious.

"Young Master Burian, you are going too far!"

Holy Lord Karasuma couldn't stand it any longer. He no longer cared about the fragments of divine fire in Holy Lord Galaxy's hand, and directly sacrificed the Supreme Sacred Artifact.

boom!

That golden holy sword was filled with sacred aura. The moment the golden holy sword was sacrificed, the supreme pressure swept out immediately.

The sky is covered with thunderclouds, and an ancient golden virtual image of the god appears above the nine thunderclouds.

Saint Lord Xinghe was startled and quickly retreated.
Chapter completed!
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