And Brother Xinjue in the sky, you must look at me too...

There are still many people who have not come to Longmen Square, but Lin Yun could feel that their eyes fell far into themselves through the forest, through the mountains and rivers, and through the rivers.

My way is not alone!

Suddenly, endless heroic spirit surged in Lin Yun's heart, and his passionate blood continued to stir up in his heart.

In this battle, he fought for himself and for all those who care about him.

I am not alone, I cannot die!

The intent of the sky burst out on Lin Yun, and as he climbed to the half-step purple palace, it collided with Qin Yu's scorching and terrifying momentum.

sword!

He shouted wildly in his heart, and the Burial Flower Sword scattered elsewhere turned into a terrifying sphere and broke through the sky.

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and held it tightly in his hand. The feeling of blood and the heart-to-heart communication spread throughout his body.

My sword, glory lasts forever.

When the two men's aura reached their peak, Lin Yun and Qin Yu disappeared from everyone's sight at the same time.

Bang!

The next moment, the two of them were in the middle of the pit, each attacking each other and hitting each other hard.

rise.

Lin Yun held the Burial Flower Sword in his hand. At this moment, when he raised his hand, he slashed away with a bright moonlight.

The Zi Yuan Sword Technique was activated with all its strength, and the peak was full. At the realm of half a step in Zifu, the power of this sword light exceeded all the previous ones.

Click!

With the sword light raising his hand, he instantly cut the palm light that Qin Yu slapped out into two halves.

"die!"

Qin Yu shouted loudly, and his palm light turned into a scorching sharp blade, falling silently in front of Lin Yun.

Swallowing!

In one breath, nine palms were slashed out, and nine palm lights were like nine twig sword lights. Every time they were as fast as a terrifying ray, and as fast as lightning.

However, it also contains the vast Xuanyang true energy, and the power of one blow bursts out with an amazing aura.

Lin Yun's expression changed slightly, and he took action directly. With the sword light waving, he took down the nine palms one by one.

"Xuanyang Explosion!"

Qin Yu's long hair danced around, as if crazy, and shouted wildly.

boom!

The nine palm lights scattered, like nine furnaces of different sizes, blending into one in an instant.

In the air, a furnace like a scorching sun came backwards.

The air was burned ruthlessly. It seemed to outsiders that it was like a divine furnace in the Immortal Palace, pouring down. A river of flames filled with molten slurry was like a dragon, covering the sky and swallowing Lin Yun.

Lin Yun's eyes suddenly condensed, he held the hand of the Burial Flower Sword tightly, and waved it like lightning.

Purple kites bloomed, and sword lights scattered, cutting the river of flames all the time.

The scattered magma sputtered out and burst out with loud rumbling sounds, like the end of the world.

"The light of the rising sun!"

Seeing the slurry river forest cloud breaking open, a cold light flashed in Qin Yu's eyes, and he was like a rising sun breaking through the dawn.

With a thrust of hand, he slammed the high-high light, like the initial light before dawn, flew towards Lin Yun at an astonishing speed.

quick!

This palm was so scary that it could not even catch the naked eye.

But Lin Yun’s sword is faster!

Frost Han Wanli, and a sword stabbed out, freezing the flying palm lights in the air.

The sword body trembled slightly, and the majestic sword force roared out, and the frozen palm light in the air exploded instantly.

"The sun is as scorching as fire!"

Qin Yu gritted his teeth, and the light of the rising sun turned into the hottest light at noon, illuminating violently.

Mirror flowers and water moon!

Between the place, Lin Yun flashed, and he got the sword, like a flower in a mirror, like a moon in a water, virtual and real, real and real.

No matter how amazing the other party's palm falls into its virtual and real sword force, it is like falling into a mirror.

Click!

When the mirror was broken, the Xuanyang true energy, which was as irritating as the scorching sun, exploded with a bang.

A terrifying aftermath swept out, and the two of them flashed at the same time, avoiding them from afar.

They each landed on the edge of the platform, a battle platform that had long been ruined. The fire on the ground burned continuously, and the sword intent scattered all over the ground.

"It's my turn to take action."

In the raging fire, Lin Yun looked at the other party and smiled slightly.

"So what if you take action? I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Qin Yu looked cold and shouted in a deep voice.

"I'm just afraid you're scared."

Lin Yun smiled slightly, but the flower burial sword in his hand trembled with great excitement.

Buzz!

Without any warning, a crisp sword sound suddenly burst out from his body, which was the oldest string in the world and could not be played.

The sound of the sword is evident and ethereal as a fairy.

Before everyone could react, a sword light swept out ruthlessly.

The huge king battle platform was constantly exploding at this moment, and the sword light passed by was like a bamboo shoot, shattering everything!

Puchi!

Before Qin Yu could react, he was swept by the sword light and vomited blood on the spot.

This sword cut the entire King's Battle Stage into two halves.

"Your Highness, guess what time Lin has used."

The young man's green shirt danced, the wind lifted his long hair on his forehead, and his handsome face showed a smile. This smile was as beautiful as a demon, this sword was as vast as an immortal; a smile was as beautiful as a demon, and a sword was as beautiful as an immortal.

"Innate Sword Intent!"
Chapter completed!