Chapter 1543

"Lin Yun, I advise you to think clearly and draw your sword!!"

Mo Yun saw Lin Yun holding the sword, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.

On the one hand, he was afraid of this person's strength, and on the other hand, he also wanted to delay time.

In the eyes of outsiders, this person was only at the first level of Dragon Vein Realm, but Mo Yun did not dare to underestimate him at all, and even became extremely nervous.

However, he was quite confident about his own holy pictures and continued: "My thirty-six holy pictures, each of them has one thousand holy patterns and ten thousand fourth-grade spiritual patterns. Each holy picture is a level five."

The thirty-six sacred images of the Pinling Array are the thirty-six levels of spiritual formation, and each level of spiritual formation is related to each other."

As he spoke, the holy pictures surrounding him that were only open in general slowly expanded a little.

boom!

In an instant, holy light surged, and holy patterns criss-crossed the void, forming an extremely complicated formation.

With the power of the formation skyrocketing, Mo Yun, standing in the middle, seemed to be able to erupt with a power that would destroy the world and destroy the world with just a few clicks.

Whoosh!

At the same time, two figures galloping in the distance got closer and closer, and their auras were extremely terrifying.

One of them has the blood and energy of a dragon. During the roaring, there are dragon roars in the sky, as if a real dragon is speeding through the world.

"Xiao Yun, take your magic pet and get out of here!"

Mo Yun said Lin Yun's pseudonym, and his expression became even colder.

The imminent arrival of Jiang Tong and the Bone Flute youth gave him great confidence, and he wanted to threaten them to save Chen An first.

Lin Yun took a deep breath, and when his momentum reached its peak, he drew his sword in anger.

With a loud roar, the funeral flower was unsheathed, and the sword light was as hot as the morning sun and instantly illuminated a hundred miles in radius.

The sound of sword chanting resounded through the sky, like divine thunder shaking in all directions.

The sonorous sound continued continuously, and Lin Yun's figure flashed on the spot and disappeared.

Mo Yun's pupils shrank sharply, and when Lin Yun appeared again, he rushed directly towards the thirty-six holy pictures.

Looking for death?

Mo Yun had a look of shock and uncertainty on his face. He was very sure that no matter how defiant Lin Yun's physical body was. Thirty-six holy pictures exploded at the same time, and he would definitely die. He also believed that Lin Yun, as a swordsman, should be extremely sensitive to such dangers.

But Lin Yun's pace of swinging the sword showed no intention of stopping.

Click!

A wisp of black sword energy appeared on the Burial Flower Sword, and Lin Yun activated the Shenxiao Sword Technique to the extreme. As he stepped forward, he held the sword like a pen.

Every time the sword is swung out, it is like a fairy dancing with ink, and the ink is tearing apart the scroll like a sword light.

At the same time, there is extremely astonishing corrosive power, which continues to spread along the holy lines in the painting, and the Shenxiao Sword Technique and the Huangzi Sword Technique are perfectly integrated.

The powerful corrosive force caused the holy pattern to rust like steel, with rust-like black stains growing out and then falling off.

Whoops!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Yun fired nine swords in a row. After the nine swords, all thirty-six holy pictures were chopped into pieces.

At the same time, an ancient character "Huang" fell from the sky. Lin Yun's expression turned cold and he inserted his sword on the ground. The ancient character "Huang" fell into this space as the tip of the sword pointed.

boom!

The remaining holy patterns of the thirty-six holy pictures, as well as the numerous spiritual formations, were all corroded before they had time to exert their due power.

"How is this possible!"

Mo Yun was shocked, dumbfounded and speechless.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun didn't give him any time to be surprised, he activated the Sun-Chasing Divine Art, and his body was like the sun, and it passed by in a flash.

The light of the clenched fist with five fingers was imprinted on Mo Yun's chest.

Bang bang bang!

The unworthy seven-layer spiritual formation on Mo Yun's body was shattered one after another, and even the holy armor on his body showed slight cracks.

He spit out blood, his whole body was knocked out, and his face was extremely pale.

call!

Just when Lin Yun was about to pursue him, a light rose up from where Mo Yun was standing.

The light bloomed quickly like a flower, filling the area in the blink of an eye, sealing Lin Yun in it while the petals continued to close together.

"Anyone who insults our Sword Sect will die!"

Lin Yun's footsteps were frustrated, but his determination to kill was not hindered at all.

He formed a seal with one hand, buzzing, and the funeral flower inserted on the ground not far away kept buzzing, and with Lin Yun's finger, it pierced the void.

"grass!"

Mo Yun was startled. He was about to take action and strangle Lin Yun completely in the flower.

But the flying sword presented him with fatal danger, and it was completely impossible to avoid. Lin Yun had already expected all his actions.

This sword is meant to kill him!

Bang!

Just when he felt that he was about to die, a burly figure fell down and raised his hand to punch. Bloody light gathered in the fist like a dragon, and the Flower Burial Sword was immediately ejected.

Click!

The petals that had just come together were broken free by Lin Yun and shattered into countless holy patterns. He rose into the sky with a cold expression.

"Jiang Tong!"

Chen Ling, who was hiding behind the demon-patterned tiger, saw his face change dramatically when he saw the coming figure.

He immediately reminded: "Senior Brother Lin, he is Jiang Tong, a traitor to the Xuantian Sect. He was once among the top ten in the Xuanzong Internal Ranking. He has the strength of a golden monster!!"

"Junior brother Lin? It turns out to be you!"

Jiang Tong, dressed in black, raised his brows and raised a smile on his lips.

Senior Brother Lin, no wonder this person looks familiar. The so-called Xiao Yun is just a pseudonym. The true identity of this Sword Sect disciple is Lin Yun.

That’s when it was in full swing!

Jiang Tong stared at Lin Yun, and the look in his eyes became hot.

If this person could be killed, all the things he had done in the Xuantian Sect would be wiped out.

"Brother, be careful, this person is very evil." Mo Yun, who had saved his life from the gate of hell, said with lingering fear.

Woohoo!

At the same time, the sound of a bone flute sounded, and the little thieving cat who was beating Chen An felt a headache.

The world was spinning, and the brain was in sharp pain like needles. This sonic attack completely wiped out the physical advantage it had after transforming into a dragon ape.

Almost its natural enemy!

It was forced to let go of Chen Ling, and roared loudly in pain, bang bang bang, the roar colliding with the sound of the flute.

The void is like ripples on the surface of the water, and huge water columns bloom on the ripples, but it cannot completely defeat the sound wave.

Woohoo!

The sound of the flute was low, and the little thieving cat fell to the ground, writhing in pain with a ferocious face.

Lin Yun's face changed slightly when he saw this scene.

"Oh, you'd better take care of yourself first!"

A sun disk bloomed behind Jiang Tong, and a majestic starry sky appeared, flashing directly in front of Lin Yun.

Bang bang bang!

As he raised his hand, countless fist shadows came towards him like a violent storm.

Lin Yun did not show any weakness. The fifty-thousand-foot long dragon essence was fully activated, and he fought fist to fist. Every time he punched out, his sword force increased crazily.

But with every blow, Lin Yun felt his internal organs vibrating, and the purple and gold dragon patterns on his body continued to shatter.

His dragon essence is stronger than mine!

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with surprise. In fact, this was nonsense.

They are two realms higher. Long Yuan is definitely better than Lin Yun, but the Luo Yuan and others Lin Yun met in the past were all just entering the third level of Dragon Vein.

Coupled with the fact that Lin Yun has many trump cards and a very deep foundation, he can barely close the gap in realm.

If you really meet such a ruthless person who has reached the peak of the third level of dragon vein, the gap in the realm will appear instantly, if it weren't for the green dragon divine bones that continuously produce purple and gold dragon patterns.

He had been bombarded to death a long time ago!
To be continued...