Looking at Young Master Ye standing on the stage holding a sword, wearing black clothes, everyone couldn't help but worry about being covered by the aftermath in the air

Lin Yun.

In the aftermath, the light scattered, the sword light swelled, and it was misty.

Click!

But suddenly, the sound of a mirror breaking sounded, and then a ray of moonlight burst out in the aftermath of the air. Then the moonlight burst out like a flood breaking through the dam, surging and surging, and instantly rolling the entire battle platform.

Annihilation.

In the moonlight, Lin Yun's handsome face was as cold as frost. He was wearing a blue shirt and holding a burial flower in his hand, like a bright moon falling on the earth.

"Does the light of rice grains dare to compete with Haoyue for brightness?"

boom!

The vast sword light like moonlight fell, crushing the opponent's sword force, and knocking him away in the unbelievable eyes of Young Master Ye.

"The so-called young master is just that."

Lin Yun landed on the ground and looked at Young Master Ye who was shocked by him and said lightly.

"Arrogant!"

"Arrogant? So what!"

Looking at Young Master Ye who was angry and embarrassed, Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, and the dreamy sword body of the Burial Flower Sword trembled slightly, pointing directly to the other party. His gaze followed the sword body, crossed the tip of the sword, and fell coldly on the other party.

Frost is thousands of miles away!

Before Young Master Ye could react, his blue shirt was stimulating and his long hair was in full swing. Lin Yun's sword suddenly became extremely cold.

The most yin causes coldness, the highest and most proud, and everything is frozen in the eyes!

The cold sword force was like frost, and with the trembling sword body, it swept across the vast battlefield like the wind.

Young Master Ye's expression changed slightly. He felt the invisible and terrifying sword force, like a monster trying to swallow the whole person.

At the moment, the true energy surged, holding a sword in front of him.

Click!

I heard a crisp sound like glass shattering, and on the vast battlefield, sharp ice fell on the ground.

Young Master Ye turned pale, he flew several meters away from the earthquake, and blood spit out from the corner of his mouth.

Wow!

The whole audience was shocked and his eyes were in an uproar. Since Lin Yun launched a counterattack, his momentum has gone out of control and has now hurt Mr. Ye.

Everyone's minds were buzzing, completely unbelievable.

I even wondered if I had read it wrong, it was Lin Yun, not Young Master Ye who vomited blood and was injured.

"I admit that I underestimate you..."

Young Master Ye wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face as cold as ice.

As he raised his eyes, Young Master Ye glanced and suddenly a sword light fell from the sky to cover him. Then the sword force scattered all over his body condensed into a vertical sword light. When two sword light cars formed a majestic cross sword.

At the moment of light, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from Young Master Ye's body.

The swords all over his body soared into the sky, as if he was about to pierce everything, so people dared not look directly at it.

"But I said that if you don't admit defeat, you will have only one ending, and that's death!"

The sound of gritting teeth was spit out from Young Master Ye's mouth, and the moment the cross sword light crossed, he stepped out in one step.

boom!

The vast sword force was like an angry ocean, rolling in, ecstasy, and everything was forgotten, making people frightened.

"The Cross Seal, this is the eighth level of the Liuguang Sword Technique!"

"Don't, this sword technique has reached the eighth level and can actually have a sword cultivation level that is completely comparable to or even surpasses the Purple Mansion."

But before everyone's screams fell, a majestic purple pot flowers suddenly bloomed behind Lin Yun, stirring up the wind and clouds, and then stabbed them out with a sword.

Click!

Young Master Ye's sword force, like a vast ocean, collapsed under the power of this sword. Young Master Ye's eyes showed an unbelievable look. He reached out and touched his eyebrows, looked at the blood on his hands, and was speechless.

In the name of the sword, I will make the flowers bloom!

Boom, under the crushing force of the majestic sword, Young Master Ye, who had been penetrated by a sword, was blown away on the spot. When he landed, he was split into pieces and died without a complete corpse.

"From now on, among the eight princes of the Great Qin Empire, you will no longer be named Mr. Ye."
Chapter completed!