The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 413 Flesh and Blood Flying

"What, how is it possible?"

Uncle Yun looked at the scene in front of him, his old eyes widened and he was completely stunned.

I think it's a sure-kill sword.

I thought that Lin Yang would definitely not be able to intercept the sword.

The sword that he thought made Lin Yang terrified.

At this moment, Lin Yang's two fingers were caught directly like chopsticks picking up vegetables!

My blood-related grandma actually clamped it with two fingers. This kid, is he a human being?

Uncle Yun trembled in his heart, and finally knew that Lin Yang was not the weak chicken he imagined, but a goshawk dominating the sky.

Immediately, without the slightest hesitation, he threw away the long sword in his hand, and slammed his palm on the hilt. With the force of the counter-shock, he was about to retreat and sweep away.

But at this moment, Lin Yang's fingers clamping the blade of the long sword suddenly trembled.

Keng!
The crisp sound of the sword's cry suddenly came out from the long sword.

Then I saw that the blade of the long sword was shattered inch by inch like a clod of soil in an instant, turning into countless fragments, falling down in the sky, and sprinkled on the ground.

At the same time, Uncle Yun's figure was like a shuttle, and while backing up, he approached a thick purple bamboo, without any hesitation, he stepped on the purple bamboo directly, and his whole body spread his wings like a roc, flying towards the distant mountains. go.

At this moment, he didn't have the slightest thought of beheading Lin Yang, and he didn't have any thought of snatching Lin Yang's palm token. He just wanted to escape from here, as far away as possible. Zhou Kangjian was able to do it only when he left the customs.

After all, with only two fingers, he can easily pinch him in the late stage of Huajin, display most of his cultivation, and stab a sword, which is enough to show that Lin Yang's cultivation is very terrifying, and I am afraid that he has the same level as Zhou Kangjian. I really don't know how Lin Yang has cultivated so much at such an age?
However, he no longer had the confidence to kill Lin Yang, and the only way to make the right choice was to leave quickly.

However, in Lin Yang's eyes, his escape and his speed are so ridiculous.

"Destroy my bamboo building and still want to leave?"

Lin Yang smiled coldly.

Without the slightest worry, he raised his feet and took a light step forward. His whole body turned into a phantom, darting towards Uncle Yun, who was running up and down and running wildly with his strength.

His speed was more than one notch faster than Uncle Yun's.

Uncle Yun kept borrowing his strength and ran towards the forest. Feeling Lin Yang's speed and the ever-increasing distance, his forehead was immediately dripping with sweat.

In his heart, he was very resentful towards Zhou Yanzhen and Lin Qingyang. He came to Los Angeles to send him to his death.

But at this moment, it's too late to regret, escape from Shengtian is the top priority.

Without the slightest hesitation, while running wildly, he raised his palm and pulled a bamboo branch with branches and leaves directly on a purple bamboo tree. With a jerk of his wrist, the branches and leaves on the bamboo branch instantly stood upright, like tiny blades Generally, it looks extremely sharp.

"Thousands of swords piercing the heart!"

Suddenly, Uncle Yun stomped hard on a purple bamboo next to him, he rushed forward extremely quickly, twisted his body, swung the bamboo branch in his hand towards Lin Yang behind him, and shouted loudly.

Then I saw that on the bamboo branch, countless bamboo leaves, at this moment, like thousands of tiny flying swords, suddenly broke away from the bamboo branch, covered the sky and shot towards Lin Yang.

However, these seemingly sharp and lethal bamboo leaves were visible to the naked eye under Lin Yang's cold snort, and turned into fly ash and dissipated into the sky without causing any harm to Lin Yang. Obstacle, Lin Yang's figure passed through, and instantly narrowed the distance with Uncle Yun again.

Before Uncle Yun turned around, seeing this scene, his face was stunned again, and he felt that there was a thunderstorm on his head, and his scalp was numb.

"How is it possible that with a cold snort, my 'Thousand Swords Piercing the Heart' will be destroyed. Is this a state that only masters can achieve when they say nothing?But this kid is only sixteen or seventeen! '

He couldn't figure it out, but at this moment, he didn't dare to have the slightest hesitation, he straightened his body, and ran wildly.

However, just after arriving at the edge of the purple bamboo forest, Lin Yang's figure had already appeared above Yun Bo's head.

"Escape, you can't escape, but I will let the Lin Qingyang and the eldest lady you mentioned in your mouth be buried with you in the future."

Looking at Uncle Yun below, Lin Yang spoke softly.

The moment the voice came out, he raised the sole of his foot and stepped down suddenly.

boom!
Stepping on the void, a strong vibration sounded.

Then I saw circles of terrifying energy ripples descending from the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The energy ripples swept Zizhu, Zizhu collapsed, swept Zhongshan rocks, and the mountain rocks became powder.

Even, this energy ripple is like a big bell, isolating Yun Bo, and the surrounding sounds do not enter Yun Bo's ears.

"This?"

Uncle Yun's old eyes widened, looking at the Zizhu that was constantly collapsing all around him, his ears were silent, he couldn't hear the chirping of birds and insects, as if he was deaf.

Suddenly, the fear in his eyes magnified without limit, and on his old face, he could no longer calm down.

"No, I don't want to die, I want to live."

Uncle Yun's old face was bulging with veins, and he roared loudly. The true energy in his body was like opening a gate to release a flood. On his body, in the blink of an eye, a protective film was formed to block the weirdness around him.

However, the moment the protective film formed on his body, energy ripples attacked.

"puff!"

Uncle Yun opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Fear grew in his eyes. Looking around his body, he found that the energy membrane was still there, but his inner abdomen was severely injured.

Almost after the first mouthful of blood, another mouthful of blood was spurted out, with internal organs in it.

"I really didn't expect that you kid would have such cultivation. No one would have imagined that a mere [-]-[-] boy would stand at the pinnacle of the entire Chinese martial arts world. I regret it!"

Uncle Yun suddenly raised his head, looked up at Lin Yang above his head, and roared in his mouth.

In his roar, it can be seen that Uncle Yun's body is constantly collapsing and shattering at a speed visible to the naked eye, inch by inch, piece by piece, piece by piece.

A large amount of blood poured out from the broken wound.

In the blink of an eye, Uncle Yun became a blood man, but the roars continued.

He regretted it in his heart!

The powerhouses in the late stage of Tangtang Huajin can almost be said to run rampant in the entire land of Huaguo, and no one can stop them.

However, just as he came down the mountain, facing a young man who was sixteen or seventeen, he fell to the ground. Faced with such a situation, who could accept it?
However, all in vain.

With the continuous attack of energy ripples like tides, Uncle Yun's body finally couldn't bear it any longer, and exploded on a purple bamboo tree like a bomb exploding.

Flesh and blood flew.

(End of this chapter)