Peerless Dandi

Chapter 19 Defeating the enemy with one palm

Thoughts in his mind turned like tides, Lin Yun took a deep breath, put his hands out of his clothes, and slowly rolled up his sleeves.

Under Duan Ziyang's ferocious attack, he still dared to straighten his sleeves without haste. Looking at Lin Yun's calm appearance, the disciples around him suddenly became quiet.

There are only two types of people who can remain calm under a strong enemy. The first type is those who are far superior to the enemy and don’t have to worry about it at all;

In everyone's mind, what Lin Yun is doing now belongs to the second type.

Looking at Lin Yun's movements with cold eyes, Duan Ziyang's heart became more angry. As the thoughts in his mind turned, the spiritual power in his body immediately rolled into his hands, and a red light appeared on his palms, which was extremely fierce, almost in the blink of an eye. It came to Lin Yun's chest.

"This is Lin Yun's bad luck. Although Duan Ziyang's Cracking Tiger Palm is only a yellow-level combat skill, its power has already reached the low-level Xuan level. If he is hit by him, it will be a bit uncomfortable even at the third level of the Spirit Gathering Realm."

Seeing Duan Ziyang's attack like lightning in the field, the disciples around all sneered a little. With Lin Yun's innate strength, how could he take Duan Ziyang's blow.

Under the gaze of countless eyes full of various emotions, Duan Ziyang's mighty attack came in front of Lin Yun. However, when everyone was waiting for Lin Yun to be blown away, an accident happened.

I saw that Lin Yun's calm body suddenly moved, and a purple and gold dragon pattern appeared on the palm of his hand in vain. A white and slender palm slapped forward like a sea wave, and Duan Ziyang's extremely fierce one The strike actually changed the position of Lin Yun's palm.

"How is this possible? Lin Yun actually blocked Duan Ziyang's Cracking Tiger Palm?"

In Longyun Pavilion, countless eyes watched what happened in the field, and suddenly, the field was full of noise.

The spiritual power was gushing out, and the black palm wind, with terrifying vigor, suddenly appeared in front of Duan Ziyang. Wherever the palm passed, there was a wave of fluctuation in the space, and the ear-piercing sound of sonic boom, like thunder, was endless.

Under Lin Yun's violent offensive, Duan Ziyang's previously accumulated strength seemed to be in the water, without any focus, but fell into the rhythm created by Lin Yun.

The speed of Lin Yun's attack can be said to be as fast as lightning, especially coupled with the rigidity and softness of the Folding Wave Palm, it is like a piece of brown sugar sticking to Duan Ziyang's body. Cracked by the cloud.

However, this time Yang is not a person who shows off his power of words. Although his previous performance was annoying, his strength at the third level of the Spirit Gathering Realm is real. After being caught in Lin Yun's weird offensive, he gave up the attack without the slightest hesitation. Take a step back, retreating to the edge of the square.

"Soul Gathering Realm? I didn't expect you to enter the Spirit Gathering Realm after a year and a half of decadence."

Looking at Lin Yun, Duan Ziyang finally showed a serious expression on his face. He had also guessed that Lin Yun had already broken through the Spirit Gathering Realm, but the result was still beyond his expectation. Lin Yun was able to crack his Cracking Tiger Palm. Yun's strength must have reached the second level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, or even higher.

Lin Yun smiled slightly, but did not answer.

Enraged by Lin Yun's indifferent appearance, Duan Ziyang also snorted coldly, saying: "No matter how far you have reached today, you will never escape defeat. In the past year and a half, not only you, Lin Yun, have made progress, but so has I, Duan Ziyang. Next, I will show you the achievements of my Duan Ziyang's cultivation in the past year and a half."

"Dragon Cloud Slash!"

With a roar in his heart, a long sword suddenly appeared in Duan Ziyang's hand. In an instant, a fierce and fierce momentum burst out from the long sword. As the sword god shook, the sword energy surged up wave after wave, fierce The breath is as powerful as Pangu opening the sky.

In Longyun Pavilion, under the watchful eyes of countless people, a dazzling white light set off monstrous and fierce waves. This momentum caused many people to make an uproar. It is indeed the genius who once followed Lin Yun. , this ferocious attack, I am afraid that they can catch up with those in the outer court.

The milky white sword qi magnified in the pupils of his eyes. Feeling the fierce aura rushing toward his face, Lin Yun frowned slightly. Compared with a year ago, Yang has indeed improved a lot in this passage. However, if you want to The attack made him lose, and Lin Yun could not help but underestimate him.

The blood in the body was tumbling, and a faint purple-gold color gradually replaced the original bright red of the blood. As the spiritual power gushed out, the purple-gold dragon pattern on the palm of his hand was like a living thing.

Following the changes in his body, the strength in Lin Yun's hands suddenly increased, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Finally, he no longer showed any mercy. The galloping long swords slammed together.

"Folding Wave Palm!"

"Oh!"

The two came into contact, and in an instant, a strange scene appeared in front of everyone. The long sword that was supposed to be cut on Lin Yun's body actually stopped less than half a foot away from Lin Yun, but Lin Yun's palm was not there. He kept waving, and a faint wave of spiritual power emanated from his palm, like ocean waves, wave after wave, making it difficult for Duan Ziyang to take a step closer.

"puff!"

Spiritual power surged up, but after the palm and sword contacted, Lin Yun's palm changed again. The purple gold dragon pattern in the palm was sent out, mixed with the palm wind of Die Lang Zhang, to Duan Ziyang ran over.

Immediately afterwards, a figure suddenly shot backwards from the ground, a mouthful of bright red blood spewed out wildly, the body landed heavily, and it was only when it slid a long way on the ground that it really stopped.

Countless gazes hurriedly swept along the reflection of the figure, and when they caught sight of the defeated person, the Longyun Pavilion suddenly fell into silence.

On the edge of the square, Duan Ziyang's clothes were torn, and the damage on his chest was even more serious. The red blood spilled on his clothes was particularly conspicuous. All of this made him look particularly embarrassed.

A third-level Spirit Gathering Realm player was defeated after using his strongest attack. Even many fourth-level Spirit Gathering Realms present could hardly break out in an instant with this palm, but now it was struck by a young man who had stayed in the Xiantian Realm for a long time. Appeared in the hand, could it be that Lin Yun, who was invincible back then, really came back?
Looking at the struggling Duan Ziyang on the edge of the square, Longyun Pavilion once again fell into contemplation, defeating the strongest Duan Ziyang with one palm, what kind of terrifying level Lin Yun's strength has reached.

Could it be that Lin Yun was really pretending to be crazy in the past year and a half?
In other words, it was only in the past few days that Lin Yun suddenly realized that he had achieved such terrifying strength.

All these doubts arose in everyone's mind, but they couldn't find the answer for a long time.
(End of this chapter)