After another ten moves, Lin Yun's body erupted with crackling lightning, and he pointed his sword, and there was a vague dragon's roar.

boom!

Amidst the shocking loud noise, Wu Xiaotian spit out blood and was directly knocked away.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene. They were able to force Wu Xiaotian into such a state of embarrassment without using his sword. In just a few days, what had Lin Yun experienced? His strength was obviously much stronger than when he faced Nangong Wanyu.

"Jiulong Zhantian!"

After Wu Xiaotian landed, he had no other choice. He slapped his palms on the ground hard, and the moment his body bounced up, he unleashed the killer move of the Demonic Dragon Fist again.

roar!

Everyone in the spectator seats once again saw this rather majestic and terrifying vision. Nine blood-colored dragons that were nearly ten feet long were forcibly restrained in the fist light by Wu Xiaotian. The swimming body of the blood dragon struggled desperately.

, looks like nine thick colorful drills, dancing crazily in mid-air.

Those fluctuations caused boundless blood to cover the battlefield, the sky and the earth lost color, and the situation changed.

Lin Yun didn't move an inch, but when the other party came within a hundred meters of him, he raised his brows slightly and the sparkle in his eyes flashed.

Boom!

The wind was roaring, the thunder was roaring, and the power of the ancient blue dragon's wind and thunder filled every corner of the void at this moment. In the terrifying momentum of the wind and thunder, the boundless sword intention behind Lin Yun evolved into a towering hundred-foot-long blue dragon.

Like a mountain, a pair of dragon eyes glowed with bright sword light.

Wu Xiaotian opened his mouth in shock. While he was still taking action, his mind went blank and he was completely stunned.

Compared with such majestic blue dragons, the blood evil dragon he condensed is no different from the loach on the ground.

Click! Click! Click! Click!

Lin Yun just glanced at it, and the nine bloody dragons he grabbed in his fist screamed repeatedly, shattered in an instant, and fell apart.

"Poof!"

Lin Yun obviously did not move, but Wu Xiaotian, who was a hundred meters away, felt a heavy blow on his chest, and his face suddenly turned pale. He spit out a mouthful of blood, his whole body bent and flew backwards.

thump!

When he was about to fly out of the ring, Wu Xiaotian knelt on the ground and coughed violently several times. He looked up reluctantly and saw Lin Yun, dressed in blue and carrying a sword case, standing under the blue dragon.

sword.

Let the strong wind blow across the surface, blowing his long hair, revealing Lin Yun's cold, aloof and handsome face.
Chapter completed!