Eternal Martial Emperor

"Fire feathers are shooting!"

When Xiang Yonghong moved his mind, the two-meter-long flame wings behind him agitated.

Suddenly, tens of thousands of fire feathers shot out from the wings.

This scene is like a rain of fire from the sky, densely covered, and heading towards Lin Yun.

Lin Yun was trying to resist, but at this moment, nearly ten thousand long strips of metal suddenly appeared in the space around him.

These metals appeared out of thin air, without any warning, surrounded Lin Yun heavily, making Lin Yun inevitable.

Boom boom!

In the next second, these tens of thousands of fire feathers fell on Lin Yun's body.

A loud explosion sounded through the entire ink beard prison, and the entire space was shaken astonishingly, like an earthquake.

The bursts of raging flame shockwaves frantically destroyed everything around, and the entire inkbeard prison was like being in purgatory.

Everyone held their breath. This move was a half-step Wu Zun's full blow. If Lin Yun didn't use his strength, he would definitely suffer severe damage.

However, the next scene was completely beyond their expectation.

Amidst the curtain of fire, Lin Yun's undamaged body gradually appeared in front of everyone.

Immediately afterwards, the Nether Sacred Sword slashed out towards the front of the fire curtain.

Suddenly, endless divine light burst out from the Nether Sacred Sword, and all the flame energy around Lin Yun was transformed into countless sword auras, which blasted towards Xiang Yonghong like a thousand horses.

"This defense is too strong!"

"This is simply a monster, how can it be possible that there is nothing?"

"This scene looks like it is completely immune to fire elemental attacks!"

In the exclamation of many jailers, Xiang Yonghong raised the shield in his left hand to block all the sword energy one by one.

Almost at the same time, Lin Yun turned into an afterimage, which had already been killed in front of Xiang Yonghong.

"The old man has to admit that Sect Master Lin's strength is truly unprecedented, and there is no one to come. It is admirable." Xiang Yonghong's expression became serious, and Lin Yun was much more difficult than he thought.

When Lin Yun arrived in front of Xiang Yonghong, he cut off with a sword, but Xiang Yonghong's body drifted away with the wind, it was just an afterimage.

At the same moment, Xiang Yonghong had appeared behind Lin Yun.

Xiang Yonghong opened his mouth, and a ball of flame energy condensed in his mouth, blasting on Lin Yun's back.

Lin Yun, who was in mid-air, was hit by this energy ball before he could make any response.

With a violent explosion sound, Lin Yun's body fell straight from the sky.

Before Lin Yun landed, Xiang Yonghong had caught up with Lin Yun again.

He held the seal in his left hand, and in the space under Lin Yun, tens of thousands of inverted metal blades appeared out of thin air.

When Lin Yun's spiritual thought moved, eighteen blue and white fairy energy **** appeared in these metal knives.

Boom boom!

As the "Xian Boom" containing terrifying energy exploded, all metal sharp blades were destroyed at this moment.

Lin Yun penetrated the smoke and landed smoothly.

It's too late to say, then soon!

In the smoke, several figures suddenly shot out.

These figures are all holding giant blades, slashing towards Lin Yun overwhelmingly.

Lin Yun took a closer look, only to realize that these figures were all Xiang Yonghong's figures.

This is not like a clone at all, but like a real body, except that the breath has not reached the half-step martial arts realm, but it is almost the same as the breath of the ninth-level martial sage.

This is also the ability of the nine-headed Hellhound to allow Xiang Yonghong to separate part of the fairy qi to form a body.

In an instant, Lin Yun was overwhelmed by these figures of Xiang Yonghong.

Each of Xiang Yonghong's left and right hands held a black shield and a giant blade respectively.

In a short period of time, Lin Yun had already swung tens of thousands of swords, but he couldn't stand the attacks of so many people.

For a while, a lot of scars appeared on Lin Yun's body, and blood flowed from his wounds.

This scene is jaw-dropping.

It wasn't until half a minute later that all Xiang Yonghong's figures disappeared.

I saw Lin Yun's figure standing on the floor, dripping with blood.

Outside his body, there is a faint green light flowing, which is the healing power of the Shenlong bloodline.

After seeing this scene, the jailer present couldn't help taking a breath.

Such a high-density attack still couldn't make Lin Yun fall.

Xiang Yonghong also frowned. This move required a lot of his immortal energy, so he had no way to summon these clones to attack Lin Yun for a long time.

Even if he is a half-step martial artist, it is still unrealistic to rely on such means to make Lin Yun fall.

Although his black shield was able to absorb Lin Yun's sword energy attack, Lin Yun's attack could not hit him.

But similarly, his flame attacks could not harm Lin Yun. With Lin Yun's strong body and powerful self-healing power, he can quickly recover after being injured.

"Up to now, I still don't want to use Wu Zun's strength. Could it be that the legend that you have Wu Zun strength is just that you are playing mystery and deceiving the world?" Xiang Yonghong's face gradually showed a contemptuous smile.

He had already determined in his heart that Lin Yun did not grasp the strength of Wu Zun at all.

After all, in his cognition, the situation has now reached this stage, Lin Yun still has not displayed the strength of Wu Zun, and there is definitely no such back player.

The so-called "seeing is believing", Xiang Yonghong believes more in his own eyes, rather than the rumors from the outside world.

"To deal with you, why use Wu Zun's power?" Lin Yun said in a faint tone.

As soon as he said this, the audience was in an uproar, and the faces of many jailers showed angry expressions, feeling that Lin Yun was too arrogant.

Everyone is pointing to Lin Yun, nothing more than accusing Lin Yun of speaking out.

"Very good!" Xiang Yonghong showed a smile, and gradually, the blade in his hand suddenly burst into a flaming and powerful energy wave.

Lin Yun could clearly see that the carved gravures of six sacred beasts gradually appeared on the black blade.

A strong breath immediately invaded the entire "ink beard prison", like mountains and seas, as if there was a sky covering everyone, making them completely breathless.

"This move is the strongest move of the old man. It condenses the blood of the six sacred beasts with only one sword." Xiang Yonghong looked at Lin Yun and slowly raised the black blade in his hand, aiming at it. Lin Yun.

"What a huge breath!"

"I feel like I'm suffocating to death..."

"What is the strongest knife?"

Many prison guards showed shocked expressions, but the depressing breath alone made them feel heart palpitations.

Only the five cadres turned pale with a scream.

"Could it be "Six Sages"? "

"It should not be wrong. Ten years ago, Xiang Lao used this trick to kill a sacred beast that was about to reach the level of a beast!"

"Fortunately, we are behind Xiang Lao, we should not be affected too much..."