Chapter 1439

Not angry or young!

Lin Yun attacked with a punch, Jin Xuanyi flew 100 meters upside down, and fell directly to the ground.

The people watching the pictures were stunned, and they were all dumbfounded, just now they thought that Lin Yun was going to lose.

After all, after Jin Xuanyi sacrificed all his cultivation, the power was too amazing, and just one punch directly destroyed Lin Yun's five thousand purple gold dragon patterns.

It can be said that the stone breaks the sky, Lin Yun is close to the invincible body of his peers, and the myth of invincibility in the face of absolute power immediately collapses.

In the depths of everyone's heart, it caused a great impact.

But who would have thought!

Who would have thought that Lin Yun directly responded with a punch, and Jin Xuanyi knelt on the spot.

In this competition of cultivation bases, who is stronger and who is weaker can be distinguished at a glance.

Everyone didn't draw their swords, and they didn't show their astrology. Jin Xuanyi's plan to crush Lin Yun was completely unsuccessful.

When Ji Shuxuan looked back at this scene, he was shocked beyond words?

What the hell is this?

With the same punch, Lin Yun, who is a two-star celestial pill, actually hit Jin Xuanyi hard, completely subverting his common sense.

Swish!

He couldn't help thinking too much, Lin Yun smashed Jin Xuanyi with a punch, his body was like electricity, and he charged directly towards the ninth-grade Qinglian.

A scorching look flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, even if the top spot doesn't have the reward of Dragon Blood Profound Crystal, this ninth-grade Qinglian alone is worth giving it a shot.

"Hurry up."

Lin Yun's face was solemn and his thoughts were like electricity.

Although Jin Xuanyi was severely injured, he was not without the strength to fight, and he would grab the ninth-rank Qinglian before he recovered.

"Don't think about it!"

Ji Shuxuan saw Lin Yun's abacus, the sword power exploded on his body, and the fire in his eyes overflowed, speeding up the speed of breaking through Qinglian sword power.

The ninth-grade green lotus is surrounded by countless golden threads, and it is quite dangerous to break in.

This is Qinglian's self-protection. If she is not strong enough, she will be cut into pieces by silk threads the moment she steps in.

The silk thread encircled about a kilometer. For Lin Yun and others, this distance should have passed in a flash.

But it is extremely troublesome right now, both Lin Yun and Ji Shuxuan seem to be quite cautious.

"It seems a little out of time."

Lin Yun's footsteps paused, he glanced at it, Ji Shuxuan held the holy sword, and in this silk-wrapped space, he had penetrated a distance of nearly 800 meters.

He wields the Scarlet Firmament Sword Art, and the sword in his hand is also quite sharp, I am afraid that the grade is not low.

Lin Yun pondered for a moment, if he didn't want to do something, he would definitely not be able to catch up. He was still more than 700 meters away from the ninth-grade Qinglian.

The other party only has more than 100 meters left, and the two

The gap is a little too much.

Lin Yun restrained his sword intent as much as possible, and then climbed the cultivation base to the limit, and then bombarded it with a punch.

Bang!

The silk thread did not move at all in the void, but it jumped even tighter.

Next, Lin Yun tried several times using vigor and nether power respectively, but found that there was no great effect.

During the time he was trying, Ji Shuxuan was less than ten meters away from the ninth-grade Qinglian.

Ji Shuxuan looked back at Lin Yun's distance, stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.

Pfft!

Not far away, Jin Xuanyi, who was kneeling on one knee on the water, spit out blood again, and his complexion was obviously much better.

He looked up and saw that Ji Shuxuan was about to get the ninth-grade Qinglian, and he was slightly relieved.

As long as this ninth-grade Qinglian is obtained by Ji Shuxuan, it will be fine at that time. He believes in Ji Shuxuan's character. The other party will definitely wait for him to be healed and fight a fair fight. There is no reason, because he will do the same.

"No chance."

In the distance, Mu Qingqing, who was looking at this scene on the Immortal Viewing Platform, whispered.

"hold on."

Mu Xueqin said calmly, Lin Yun has already given her too many surprises, not bad this time.

Moreover, Lin Yun obviously stopped on purpose, what he was trying should have results soon.

Looking at the center of Xianhu Lake, Ji Shuxuan glanced at Lin Yun, then turned back and continued to cut off the golden silk thread.

The silk thread is as difficult to entangle as silk, but fortunately there are only the last few meters left.

But at the moment when he turned around, Lin Yun nodded, and there was a sudden look in his eyes.

These silk threads can only be cut off by sword intent. I guessed it right. Other powers are of no benefit, and they will even be absorbed by silk threads to solidify themselves.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun made a decision in his heart, stretched out his hand, and the funeral flower was ejected by the sword box behind him.

Without any hesitation, Lin Yun injected Shenxiao Sword Intent into the funeral flower and unsheathed his sword.

Seeing a flash of golden light, all the threads in front of Lin Yun were easily cut in half like hair, and then fell powerlessly.

Without the obstruction of the golden thread, Lin Yun didn't even need a blink of an eye for this distance.

Swish!

Before Ji Shuxuan turned back, Lin Yun was still hundreds of meters away. Just as he turned back, the moment his eyes fell on the ninth-grade Qinglian, a figure rushed over with his sword and sheathed.

Then he stretched out his hand and squeezed it lightly, holding the ninth-grade Qinglian in the palm of his hand, who was it if it wasn't Lin Yun!

The smile on Ji Shuxuan's face froze instantly, and he murmured, "What's going on?"

He hurriedly looked back, only the afterimage of Lin Yun, who was still trying 800 meters away, remained.

gone?

Ji Shuxuan's brows furrowed sharply, and when he turned around again, the figure just now was no longer there.

hallucinations?

Ji Shuxuan was stunned and had to turn around again, only to find that Lin Yun reappeared at the position where only the afterimage was left.

The only difference is that Lin Yun has an extra green lotus in the palm of his hand, with nine colors of mysterious light lingering, and there are golden sword flowers in the lotus heart.

what the hell?

Ji Shuxuan's mind was blank and completely incomprehensible.

He couldn't understand it, but others could see it clearly, the seemingly incomparably hard silk thread.

After Lin Yun drew his sword, they all broke, and Ji Shuxuan's advantage in distance immediately disappeared. Lin Yun held the ninth-grade Qinglian in his hand in a flash, and then retreated calmly.

After the brief silence on Guanxian Lake passed, I immediately remembered the exclamations that were scattered.

Is that okay?

Jin Xuanyi fell to his knees with one punch, and then he grabbed the ninth-rank Qinglian in Ji Shuxuan's hands. It felt like the Gemini star was completely eclipsed in front of Lin Yun.

This is so exaggerated!

In the involuntary exclamation of everyone, there was an undisguised shock in their eyes.

Ji Shuxuan's face was ashen, he quickly retreated, his eyes fixed on Lin Yun.

brush!

A golden light whizzed past, and Jin Xuanyi appeared, his face was also very ugly.

Jin Xuanyi took a deep breath, looked at Lin Yun and pondered: "Hand over the Qinglian. Brother Ji and I will each compensate you for an eighth-grade Qinglian. You have no chance if we draw our swords at the same time."

His tone softened a lot than before, and he even offered to make amends.

Obviously, the punch just now made him know what it means to be a young man, and he didn't dare to have any arrogance.

"You don't have a ghost-level swordsmanship, and we will be restrained everywhere when we fight against you. Brother Jin has never drawn a sword against you before, and I have this concern. Everyone doesn't want to take advantage of you too much." Ji Shuxuan tried his best to remain calm, Reasoning with Lin Yun.

"So...have I drawn my sword?"

Lin Yun smiled and said softly.

This...the two were at a loss for words, and just before they fought, Lin Yun did not draw his sword.

In the final battle, it was obvious that he was better.

Lin Yun looked at the two of them and pondered: "I believe the characters of the two senior brothers do mean to humble me, but I have not practiced ghost-level swordsmanship. This is the teacher's opinion. But it does not mean that my The swordsmanship cannot compete with the ghost-level swordsmanship, and the two brothers do not need to say much. If you want this ninth-rank Qinglian, just use the swords in your hands to prove that you really have this qualification."

Jin Xuanyi and Ji Shuxuan looked awe-inspiring, shocked by Lin Yun's words.

Is he going to challenge both of them at the same time?

"I'm enough to defeat you!"

A sharp edge flashed in Jin Xuanyi's eyes, he reached out and held it, and a holy sword popped out of the sword box behind him.

Clang!

The moment the holy sword was unsheathed, his figure flashed, and he was instantly killed in front of Lin Yun. At the same time, there was a picture scroll behind him that quickly unfolded, and in the picture was a golden figure with a crown on his head, which was a portrait of an ancient king.

After a while, the figure in the painting rushed out, reaching a height of 100 feet, and the power of the king swept the world.

Let's go!

At this moment, Jin Xuanyi didn't have any reservations in front of Lin Yun, whether it was astrology, sword art, or cultivation.

All his pride has been removed, and he only wants a fight to wash away the shame of his talent.

Ji Shuxuan hesitated for a moment, but didn't make a move after all.

boom!

Lin Yun didn't panic, unfolded his own astrological aspect, and three picture scrolls appeared at the same time.

Snake, Qiongqi, Candle Dragon!

The moment the three scrolls unfolded one by one, they immediately blocked the pressure of Jin Xuanyi's star, and even made it stronger.

Lin Yun held the sword in his left hand, the sword was unsheathed, his body swayed like a green pines in the wind, and then he raised his left hand.

clang!

The scabbard blocked the opponent's holy sword, making a loud noise, firmly blocking the opponent's blow.

"Do you underestimate me?"

Jin Xuanyi's eyes flashed with anger, Lin Yun's acting like this is really a bit too pretentious.

His wrist flicked violently, and the overwhelming sword shadow swept over like a starry sky storm.

Lin Yun held the flower in his right hand and the scabbard in his left hand, the sword spirit between his eyebrows bloomed, his left hand swayed at will, and his footsteps retreated slightly.

At the Purple Mansion, the Dragon and Phoenix Cauldron branded with ancient characters floats on the collapsed Xingyuan Sea.

Lin Yun's body is filled with the majestic power of Xingyuan that is about to explode. He uses the ghostly palm of the dragon and the phoenix, the two swords overlap, and any random strike contains a power that is not weaker than the opponent. :

He seemed to swing casually, and every time it was just right, he pointed out the flaws in the opponent's sword moves.

An extremely strange picture appeared, no matter how violent Jin Xuanyi's sword light was, Du Lin Yun easily resolved it.

Clang!

In the light and shadows of the sky, Jin Xuanyi suddenly changed his moves, withdrew his sword and stabbed again, instead of killing Lin Yun's vitals. With a flick of his wrist, the Sword Intent in the sky overlapped on the body of the sword, and with a stab, it stabbed directly at Lin Yun's wrist.

It was his right hand, holding Qinglian, unable to draw the sword.

interesting!

A light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, he smiled slightly, his wrist was raised violently, and the green lotus sword rose from his palm.

At the moment when the Qinglian sword flower flew up, Lin Yun held the hilt in his right hand and unsheathed the sword. The burial flower released a dazzling sword light, and instantly bounced off the opponent's holy sword.

Whoa!

His toes tapped lightly on the water, his long sleeves were like clouds, his green shirt was like a waterfall, and his body turned in a circle between the planes.

During the rotation, the sword power on his body accumulated frantically.

Bang!

When he returned to the front, the top of the scabbard just hit Jin Xuanyi's chest.

Pfft!

The other party groaned, and was directly knocked out, landing next to Ji Shuxuan before stabilizing his body.

Jin Xuanyi looked up and saw that the ninth-grade green lotus sword flower, which had just been swaying up, fell on the top of the scabbard.

"It's a good idea, but unfortunately... I'm faster than you."

Lin Yun glanced over the petals, looked at the other party, raised his eyes and smiled.

Ji Shuxuan and Jin Xuanyi couldn't laugh no matter what, they were stared at by such smiles, and their backs were dripping with cold sweat.