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Chapter 2303(2/2)

Fortunately, Dugujue's attack was fierce enough, and every impact could hit him hard, suppressing the sword intent that was about to spurt out.

It was like a piece of hot and red iron. Dugujue held a hammer in his hand and kept banging on it while sweating profusely.

Let it be tempered over and over until it becomes steel.

The Phoenix Holy Fire, which I had avoided before, was now extremely comfortable, hot and warm, being crazily swallowed by the whirlpool deep in the sword sea.

Dugujue woke up with a start, the corner of his mouth twitched, and couldn't help but said: "You are a real dog!"

He had already seen his situation. Not only did Lin Yun not stop using him as a sparring partner, he even intensified it and made him use his skills in vain.

Dugujue cursed, pulled away and wanted to leave.

"Hahaha, don't leave."

Lin Yun laughed, he was not allowed to leave.

There is no more perfect sparring opponent than Dugujue. The Supreme Astrology and the Phoenix Holy Fire are simply tailor-made for him.

Today, unless the Haoyang Sword Intent breaks through, nothing can be done to let him go.

Lin Yun moved Tai Chi under his feet, and with a turn of his body, he was directly attached to Dugu Jue.

Dugu Jue was so angry that he was forced to fight back.

There was no way, Lin Yun's sword energy was too powerful, if he let go even a little bit, he would be hit hard immediately.

Dugujue is really bitter!

But other people in Shengtianyuan saw it quite wonderfully. This was the eternal road against the supreme star.

Only Dugu Jue has suffering that cannot be described.

After the two exchanged thousands of moves, Lin Yunhaoyang's sword intention finally broke through, and overwhelming sword power erupted from his body.

A force that even he couldn't control spurted out along with the funeral flowers.

Click, click, click!

The sycamore branches that could not be cut off before were all crushed under the sword light.

Then the sword light continued to strike, hitting Dugujue right in the chest. With a bang, the phoenix shadow was knocked out of his body.

Phew!

Dugujue himself spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards for a hundred meters and then knelt down on one knee, his face pale.

"Cheng Rang, Feng Qi Wu Tong, Xia Man Xishan. He deserves to be the top of the examination room No. 1. This round can be regarded as a tie. Lin has no ability to fight anymore."

Lin Yun smiled and cupped his hands.

After saying that, he didn't wait for Dugujue's reply, he laughed loudly and rose up into the air, returning to Ji Zixi and others.

He looked excited, crossed his legs and closed his eyes.

The other monks in Shengtian Academy only felt that Lin Yun was fighting a series of battles and needed to adjust his breathing to heal his injuries.

Little did he know that the bottleneck of his Haoyang Sword Intent was finally broken!

With just a few adjustments, you can completely control the complete Haoyang Sword Intent.

On the Tianhuang Divine Platform, Dugujue looked extremely ugly. How could there be such a draw?

Although he didn't know what level Lin Yun's sword intention had reached, his intuition told him that it was definitely not simple.

Venerable Xuankong saw him stunned and said: "Dugujue, don't you want a draw in this game?"

Dugujue forced out a smile and tried his best to maintain his grace and said: "No, the playboy has already spoken, so let's call it a tie. I don't have an aggressive temperament."

After he saluted in all directions, he didn't wait for a moment longer.

There was a lot of discussion from all sides of Shengtianyuan, each expressing their opinions on this battle.

"It looks like a draw, but Lin Yun actually won. After all, he had fought three games in a row before."

"That's right, Lin Yun also had the advantage when he finally stopped."

"Young Master Yanhua has a good attitude, and he gave Dugujue some face."


Chapter completed!
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