Under the power of the sword, the sword that seemed to be able to chop even Wanren Gufeng was slightly slower. There were broken sparks, flying wildly, and immediately spread into a raging fire after landing.

But the core artistic conception of this knife is unbreakable and is still firmly suppressed.

Zhao Wuji looked at Lin Yun with an indifferent expression, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he said calmly: "It's useless. After I sacrificed my cloud and thunder battle body, this thunder cloud broke through the mountain and killed Yu Haotian. No one can catch it."

Come down, no one!"

His expression was extremely determined, and his words were as cold as ice, instantly chilling the hearts of many people.

But suddenly, an astonishing scene appeared, Lin Yun's body suddenly bloomed with extremely bright firefly light.

Buzz!

A terrifying sword intent that made the world tremble emanated from him, and in an instant, the swords of all the warriors in the audience flew out with a clang.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Thousands of swords shot through the air and hovered above the lake, buzzing and trembling in fear.

"Half-step psychic sword intention!"

Everyone was shocked and looked at Lin Yun in disbelief. Even Fang Hanluo, who also mastered the half-step psychic sword intention, was dumbfounded.

It was also a half-step psychic sword intention, but Lin Yun's sword intention almost enveloped the entire spectator seat, which was several times larger than his. It was also the light of fireflies, but the light spots flying around Lin Yun were like stars.

Dazzling and dazzling, eternal and indelible.

roar!
Chapter completed!