Only one sword is used, one sword sweeps the six-height! One sword sweeps the eight wildernesses! One sword shines the nine heavens! One sword cuts the floating clouds!

No one can describe how terrible this sword is. When this sword comes out, Lin Yun, who soars into the air, is as dazzling as the rising sun. The golden light dispels the blood-colored evil aura and instantly obscures the other party. The domineering aura condensed by the blood-colored demon evil spirit is here

There was a joke in front of the sword.

clang!

A terrifying crack was pulled out of Cao Jie's chest. After it landed on the ground, it returned to the form of an ordinary person, and blood gushed out like a spring.

In the Qiongtai Hall, the elders and disciples of various sects were extremely shocked, and the scene was extremely quiet and silent.

In the minds of countless people, this sword that is as dazzling as golden light, as brilliant as the sun, and ruled the world. Many doubts arise in their hearts. This sword technique is completely different from what a disciple in the Xuanwu realm can use.

It's a bit too strong...unreasonable.

"Battle Sword!"

After a while, Wen Yanbo from Hunyuanmen opened his eyes and gritted his teeth and spit out two words.

"Ba Jian? The forbidden technique of Lingxiao Jian Pavilion in the past... But this sword technique is said to have been practiced for a hundred years."

"It's indeed the Sword of the Sword. In the alliance battle that day, Lin Yun used the Sword of the Great Perfection and won the first place."

"Now that his cultivation level has been promoted to the peak of the sixth level of Xuanwu, the power of the domineering sword in his hand is even more terrifying."

"Cao Jie was a little arrogant. With the last punch, he completely gave up the defense. Otherwise, if he continued, there might be some small chance."

In the Qiongtai Hall, all kinds of eyes fell on Lin Yun, and the expression in his eyes was extremely complicated.

"how so……"

Cao Jie murmured to himself, climbing to Lin Yun, his cultivation level of the eighth level of Xuanwu, and his adventures and practices of demon clan skills, were actually no match for Lin Yun.

Lin Yun's face turned slightly pale, and the true energy in his body was constantly stimulating. This battle was too hard.

The true energy was a little uncontrollable. After refining the Blood Flame Fruit, the cultivation level that he had been deliberately suppressed by him was vaguely uncontrollable. The remaining blood Flame Fruit power was ready to move and restless in the depths of his limbs and bones.

He glanced at Cao Jie, and Lin Yun ignored this person.

From beginning to end, this man relied on his cultivation and the magic skills to take him seriously.

I always feel that I will die if I promise to fight him, but I never thought about why I was confident of standing up.

"Lin Yun, dare to fight me!"

Whoosh!

At the seat of the Hunyuan Gate, Zuo Yun, whose fighting spirit was already hot in his eyes, could no longer hold back, and he didn't care much and jumped out directly.

Of course, since he stood up, he naturally planned to give Lin Yun a rest time and would not take advantage of others' danger.

However, a figure almost appeared in the Shence Camp. After landing, he also looked at Lin Yun and said coldly: "Yue Qing, Shence Camp, ask for advice from you!"

This is the first time this happened, and two warriors challenged one person at the same time.

"Interesting, Zuo Yun, otherwise, you and I will fight first, how will the loser go on?"

Yue Qing raised his eyes and looked at Zuo Yun.

Zuo Yun's eyes showed a hesitant look. He and Lin Yun were also old acquaintances. What the princesses most looked forward to was to fight Lin Yun. If they fought with Yue Qing, even if they won, they would be almost exposed.

"No need to be so troublesome, let's go together."

Lin Yun's expression was calm, but his eyebrows were sharp, but he showed his confidence.

Yue Qing's face immediately became gloomy and said angrily: "Lin Yun, I admit that you are very strong, but there is no need to be arrogant."

"Arrogant? Do you know that I don't have the capital to be arrogant?"

Lin Yun pressed the sword to return to the sheath, and the remaining medicinal power of the blood flame fruit gathered into a river, and the body was stirred up endlessly. In the eyes of everyone, the young man's long hair was flying, and he danced without wind. The peak cultivation level of the sixth level of Xuanwu broke through on the spot and promoted.

The seventh level of Xuanwu.
Chapter completed!