Chapter 719

Just being a master of the half-step Heaven Soul, Lin Yun was no match, not to mention the secret treasure Xuanyin Bell.

No matter how he looked at it, Lin Yun was already in a desperate situation, with a dead end.

In the space where the Xuanyin Bell was banned, Lin Yun's body was turbulent, and his handsome face like a monster was icy cold. Such a dead end was something he had never encountered before.

In the past, Tianshou also shot at him, but it was angry, and there was no arrangement, and there was always a chance of survival.

But right now, it was Chen Ziyu and the masters of the Half-Step Heavenly Soul who made arrangements ahead of time and sealed all his life.

With such a large formation and such a careful layout, there is really no way to survive. Lin Yun's heart was raging with anger, he really underestimated the shamelessness of this group of people, and underestimated the influence of Qing Ruoyou.

It's ridiculous, he still thought that he would win the Ziyao Divine Stone with an open mind, and he also gave the other party a chance to fight against him.

If he lost, he willingly quit.

In the identity of the other party, it is not so narrow. After all, he is not wrong, and he Lin Yun did nothing wrong.

But obviously, that woman is not only narrow-minded, but also extremely hypocritical. Without saying a word, he forced himself into a dead end, fearing that after his death, that person's reputation would increase a lot.

Spreading it out, it will definitely become the feat of Tianling Qixiu rushing to the crown and beheading Daqin Jiannu. He, Lin Yun, will only be regarded as a clown jumping on the beam, adding another discussion to her beauty.

bitch!

Lin Yun rarely cursed in his heart, but this time he was really angry.

Coming here, he already had the heart of mortal death, but he was really unwilling to die like this!

"Dare to fight with me in a dignified manner?"

Lin Yun's eyes were arrogant and he looked at Chen Ziyu and the others coldly, shouting in a deep voice. As a swordsman, he has his own edge, and his heart to the sword has always been fearless.

Even if the other seven teamed up to fight against him, and he was defeated and died, he would not be unwilling at all.

His sword, as long as it unleashes its own style and radiates the light that belongs to Lin Yun, it will not be a loss. Can be suppressed by a half-step Tiansoul master with a secret treasure, suffocated to death, his sword, his people, are not reconciled!

"Dare to fight against Lin You?"

Lin Yun drank again, and his eyes were full of fighting intent.

Chen Ziyu and the others were silent, their faces were indifferent, and the corners of their mouths showed mockery, as if they were looking at a clown.

That look is exactly the same as Qing Ruoyou that day, clearly filled with three words, you are not worthy!

Under the anger, Lin Yun snorted coldly, the blood in his body was churning, and the sword intent was surging all over his body. The clanging sword sound accompanied the roar of the blue dragon, and it continued to attack, and an invisible enchantment appeared out of thin air in a radius of 100 meters.

The enchantment was composed of ancient spiritual patterns that dangled down one after another. The spiritual patterns were filled with dense characters and shone with a cold and cold light.

The soles of Lin Yun's feet were a little heavier on the ground, and his tyrannical body was like a savage beast, constantly ramming.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

But every time he was bounced back fiercely, Lin Yun's bones were smashed and cracks appeared, but the ancient bell hanging above his head remained motionless. Wuwuwu, feeling Lin Yun's resentment and anger, the blood dragon horse on the side let out a low whine, and anxious tears rolled in his eyes.

Pfft!

Another mouthful of blood spit out, Lin Yun paled and calmed down.

Such a tragic situation, in the eyes of Tianling Qixiu and others, it is extremely happy. The sarcasm in their eyes is even stronger, and their expressions are hideous. This is their normal picture.

A mere sword slave should be so embarrassed and pitiful, struggling but powerless.

This is the spirit that belongs to the Qixiu of Tianling, a sword slave, jumping around, jumping on the top of the cloud and speaking nonsense, kicking his nose and face, what kind of decency!

What are their faces?

Several people were so happy in their hearts that they were unaware of the injuries on their bodies, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of their mouths involuntarily.

Lin Yun glanced at the old man in black on the distant mountain top, and said coldly, "The Chen family in Leizhou, even compared with the nine overlords, is not too much to give up. Is it so shameless? The elder of Tianshou, who took action against me, really looks down on Lin.”

Such mockery is quite harsh.

After all, Lin Yun said that he was only a perfect existence at the peak of the Yang Profound Realm, but he was only eighteen years old, and the other party was over the age of celestial soul. If it is spread out, it must be a great joke.

But the old man in black was neither happy nor sad. With a faint smile on his face, he said softly, "Don't get me wrong, little friend, the old man didn't do anything to you, he just happened to pass by with a bell."

It really is a family, shameless enough.

This is not considered a shot, do you have to end the game in person and slap yourself to death?

Lin Yun's face was expressionless, and he knew it.

"Brother Chen, since he wants to fight, you can help him. Hmph, let him die willingly, don't let him think that no one in Tianling City can really cure him."

Chu Muyan spoke suddenly and said lightly.

"Right on my mind."

Chen Ziyu's face was frosty, and he was covered with a thin layer of mist, just looking at it, it made people feel like falling into an ice cave.

He glanced at Lin Yun coldly, and pondered: "Don't think that sword intent is so powerful that you are truly invincible. Even if it was as strong as Nangong Wanyu's last Dragon Feast, it was only in the top ten, not in the top three. Before , if I didn't care about hurting the demon fruit, I could kill you with a single finger on the demon refining tree!"

boom!

The voice fell, and the martial power that belonged to the perfect Yin-Yang realm burst out on Chen Ziyu.

The other people in the Tianling Seven Shows had strange expressions in their eyes. They had long noticed that the other party's cultivation base was terrifying, but they didn't expect to have been promoted to the Yin-Yang realm.

The Yin-Yang realm is the last realm of the three realms of the Zifu, Xiaocheng, Dacheng, and Consummation. Every step will bring great changes. Every step you take, you are one point closer to the Heavenly Soul Realm, and your strength will be multiplied.

In the yin and yang realm, it has become extremely difficult to improve martial arts cultivation.

Unless it's a monster like them, it's almost as hard as going to the sky if you want to exaggerate and kill. If it is a monster with the same talent, there is almost no way to win.

Lin Yun is an exception, he masters the innate sword intent, and his sword intent is strong against the sky.

In the huge Nanhua Ancient Territory, the person who can be stronger than him in sword intent can be said to be the phoenix hair water chestnut.

But even so, the gap in cultivation base is too large, and the sword intent is of no use against the sky. For example, now, Chen Ziyu and him are the difference between clouds and mud, one is in the sky and the other is in the ground.

"Ziyu, you are injured!"

The old man in black on the distant hill frowned slightly and said.

Although Chen Ziyu said that he was separated from the family, his strength and talent, even the Leizhou family ranked the top three. Otherwise, the family would not look at his face, and deliberately moved out this Xuanyin Bell to suppress Lin Yun.

"It's okay."

Chen Ziyu smiled lightly, and when the smile disappeared, a terrifying chill broke out from him.

Under that chill, Chen Ziyu's clothes exuded a faint jade light. His sharp edge, at this moment, made people dare not look directly, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.

"Ice Will!"

The expressions of Gu Yang and the others changed, and the expressions in their eyes were extremely surprised.

His cultivation base has been promoted to the perfect Yin-Yang realm. Although everyone is surprised, it can be regarded as expected, after all, everyone can feel it. But he actually awakened the will of martial arts and mastered the will of ice, which has always been a rumor.

It is extremely difficult to awaken the will of martial arts under the heavenly soul, but once awakened, it will be quite defying the sky.

The feast of dragons, why can't the sword intent be invincible. It is because there are other evildoers who also awakened the will of martial arts in the realm of Zifu, which is enough to compete with sword will.

It was the first time for Gu Yang, Qin Xu and the others to see Chen Ziyu showing his will to the martial arts.

Soon, their minds became active.

Gu Yang was the first to show a smile on his face, and said, "Brother Chen, it's really hard for us to hide it, but we have mastered the will of ice. This time, the dragon feast will have a place in the top 30!"

"Hehe, I was a little worried about Brother Chen before, but now it seems that Brother Chen needs a finger, I'm afraid that half a finger will kill him."

"Hahaha, just ask Brother Chen to make this sword slave give up, don't tell me there is no one in Tianling!"

Their tone became quite compliment, and invisibly, they took the initiative to lower their status in front of Chen Ziyu.

The black-clothed old man who was manipulating the Xuanyin Bell was overjoyed when he saw this scene, and immediately raised his hand.

The spirit pattern that sealed one space was slightly loose, but it did not break. He wasn't afraid that Lin Yun would take advantage of this to escape. With his half-step celestial realm, he could control Xuanyin Bell with ease and meticulousness.

Thousands of troops can easily lock one person, as long as Lin Yun dares to act rashly, the bell will ring, and the other party will know what torture is!

When the spirit pattern completely split, Chen Ziyu flashed and escaped.

Together with Lin Yun, he was enveloped under the Xuanyin Bell. He wanted to personally crush Lin Yun and humiliate him with ruthless and ruthless means.

"It may be exaggerated to kill you with one finger, but within three strokes, I want to kill you, like crushing a dog!"

Chen Ziyu snorted coldly, his whole body was chilling to the sky, and he exploded Xiaocheng's ice will to the extreme. The true essence was agitated, and he raised his hand and slapped it out. Immediately, the endless cold air rolled out like a tsunami.

Funeral flowers!

Lin Yun stretched out his hand, held the hilt of the sword, and merged into the sword power of the blue dragon between the electric light and flint. Facing the terrifying palm light, he did not retreat but advanced, taking three steps in a row.

After three steps, a domineering arrogance surged out from his body, and the pressure swallowed the mountains and rivers.

Clang!

The burial flowers were unsheathed, and the bright light was as dazzling as the sun, dazzling. His sword was extremely neat. With the blessing of the Dominion Sword, he pierced through the void, pierced the tsunami that was condensed by layers of chills, and met the cold star-like palm light.

A moment of youth, a thought blooms!

The purple irises bloomed in Lin Yun's body, and the aura on his body suddenly soared, and in the blink of an eye, the pressure of the other party's perfect Yin-Yang realm was forced back.

In an instant between the electric light and flint, the burial foil sword stabbed fiercely on the star-like palm light, and the fantastic gorgeous sword body burst out at this moment with a sharp and unparalleled edge.

Click!

Cracks appeared in the palm of his hand, and Chen Ziyu's face changed drastically. He obviously did not expect that even if he had sacrificed his true cultivation and martial will, he would still be unable to crush Lin Yun.

Unprepared, he suffered a small loss, and Chen Ziyu immediately retreated.

"Death!"

Lin Yun held the funeral flower and was about to chase it.

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud bang sounded in his ears, the ancient bell sounded, his mind was shaking, dizzy, his true essence was disordered, and there were faint cracks in his heart.

The footsteps were suddenly frustrated, and the body paused.

Chen Ziyu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that it was the old man in black who was helping him. The corner of his mouth suddenly evoked a sneer, his eyes flashed coldly, and his face was hideous.

"Pfft!"

A palm light was imprinted on Lin Yun's chest, hitting him hard, and Lin Yun couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He woke up and was about to run away.

Boom!

Another loud bang sounded in his ears, Lin Yun's vision was blurred, Chen Ziyu appeared in front of him with countless afterimages, stabbed out with a sword, but stabbed in the air.

Bang!

But Chen Ziyu's palms were firm and fell on him.

thump!

Lin Yun was directly blown away by this palm, hitting the enchantment that was banned by the spirit pattern, his bones burst, and he spit out blood under the severe pain.

"Amazing, just three moves, Brother Chen beat this sword slave like a dead dog."

Gu Yang and others knew that he had the help of the old man in black, but they were still brazen and flattered with a smile on their faces.

"Three moves have passed, Ziyu, quit now, uncle is going to train him to death!" The old man in black on the top of the hill said coldly with a grim smile.