Sovereign of the Era

With the fall of Lin Yun's voice, the attack between the two swordsmen has obviously changed, and there is an invisible momentum on the battle platform to fight with each other.

Two people are not too anxious to start, staring at each other, are looking for a flaw in each other.

All the leaders of the stage all looked down on their eyes, and they all seemed quite touched.

"Lin Yun is not a general maniac! Zhao Yan is the top 1000 ruthless person on the star king list. He has a good reputation in the whole Donghuang. There are not many people in Xingjun who don't know him. Even if you don't use holy soldiers, how many worshippers of the small God Dan realm will not be his opponent. "

"I don't know where the monsters come from. If the star king doesn't arrive, he dares to make such publicity. Zhao Yan is willing to fight with him, which can be said that he looks up to him

"It's interesting. I don't want to borrow it from him. Is his sword a magic weapon?"

Obviously, there is nothing strange about the one-sided remarks.

After all, one is famous and the other is unknown.

The top 1000 of Xingjun list is a very exaggerated ranking. This list contains the whole Xingjun of Donghuang, and there is no age limit.

At a young age, you can imagine how terrifying it is to rank in the top 1000 among millions of stars. The leader of Qingyan county city still has a lot of trust in Zhao Yan. He thinks that he can surely trample Lin Yun under his feet, and even doesn't need ten moves.

How calm this guy is!

Zhao Yan on the stage, however, did not mean to look down at it at all, and his look was dignified to the extreme.

No matter, just do it!

There is no flaw in the other party's gas engine. Zhao Yan intends to use his force to break through the ingenious and directly crush the forest cloud.

He reached for the handle of the sword, and his sword power changed accordingly. Countless thunder lights burst out from his body, and clouds rolled in the sky.

Bang!

When the blade came out of the scabbard, Zhao Yan's sword idea of Tongtian was blooming, and the whole Qingyan square was detonated, and the dazzling sword light could not open his eyes.

The majestic sword is surging out like the tide. He wants to hide Lin yuntun in it.

However, only half of the sword momentum was met with great resistance. The flowers were buried out of the scabbard, and the sound of the sword soared to the sky. It was the same sword that Tongtian Dacheng intended to explode on Lin Yun.

Bang!

The two swords collided with each other severely, which made the eardrum tremble.

"Tongtian sword! It's still a state of great success

They were shocked and shocked to see Lin Yun's eyes. Before entering the star king, they even cultivated the sword idea to such a high level.

The party was unprepared and could not help exclaiming.

"Sure enough!"

Zhao Yan smiles at the corners of his mouth and narrows his eyes. His intuition is right indeed. This guy has mastered the meaning of Tongtian sword before he enters Xingjun.

War!

He roared and stepped out, as if shrinking into an inch. When his steps fell, he stepped directly in front of Lin Yun.

The core holy pattern of thunder shadow sword is urged. The holy sword of great hundred Tripods is like a mountain peak pressing towards Lin Yun.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

The vast and pure power, with the fall of the sword body, squeezed like water, ripples layer upon layer. If Lin Yun had not been physically injured, the pressure alone would have been enough to cause internal injuries.

Bang!

Lin Yun pours Zhenyuan into the body of the sword and makes a hard fight. He is immediately shaken back several steps.

The holy sword is the holy sword. Even if it can't bloom its full power, it's still terrible.

"The first move."

Zhao Yan mouth hook up wipe smile, stop in place, light said.

Hum!

the funeral flower trembled a few times, showing its sharp edge. It was only superior to the Taoist soldiers and was very unconvinced.

Not convinced?

Then kill it!

Lin Yun clenched the hilt of the sword and buried the flower sword. The light of the sword circle after circle was filled with countless petals, making the whole space seem to be in a dream scene.

The sword?

Zhao Yan had no time to think about it. A wisp of cold light was blooming in front of his eyes. The sword tip of the burial flower condensed out the cold light comparable to the stars.

Wheezing!

The fierce sword light, accompanied by the fierce sword wind, made his skin ache.

"You also take me a sword!"

Zhao Yan waves his hand to chop a sword, but only the shadow can be chopped. The real sword body stabs his right shoulder with a sharp sword meaning.

How fast!

Zhao Yan's face changed slightly, and he stepped back a little, but Lin Yun seemed to be a prophet. The body turns around in the air, which is as smart as qingluan. A sword stabs his eyebrow, which makes the sword even more lethal.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the void, their bodies are crisscrossed, their swords dance disorderly and their shadows overlap.

When Zhao Yan fell, he had no choice but to retreat. He had to keep his sword in his heart.

When!

The sharp point of the sword stabbed on the other side's body, and the sound of gold and stone collision sounded. In the sparks, Zhao Yan kept retreating.

"Clouds cover the sun!"The two of them had finished trying each other, but Lin Yun didn't give each other a chance to breathe. A green Luan burst out of his body. The first sword of Fuyun's thirteen swords was sacrificed in a blink of an eye.

"Lei Jiao!"

Zhao Yan did not panic, the spirit of martial arts at the same time, a Lei Jiao flew out behind him.

Boom!

Compared with the real spirit, qingluan is obviously much different. Zhao Yan, who is passively beaten, finally gets a chance to breathe.

At that time, the thunder shadow sword in his hand drew an arc, and the arc light chopping of hundreds of meters was accompanied by the roaring Lei Jiao.

He wants to smash the opponent's qingluan with one blow, so that the other party's floating clouds and thirteen swords can not release the real power.

As long as Lin Yun retreats half a step, the battle will be over.

"The wind blows the clouds!"

"Clouds move in the sky!"

"Swallow the clouds and turn the Dragon into dragons!"

……

"Straight up the clouds!"

However, Lin Yun just shook his wrist, that is, boundless sword meaning, covering the sky and blocking the sun. He used all the ten swords of Fuyun's thirteen swords in one breath.

Click!

It seems that the thunder arc sword blade which cuts the space into two parts is directly cut into pieces, and then turns into countless pieces of thunder light to illuminate the void.

Ten qingluan fly up and down around the forest cloud, and the powerful sword force has already suppressed the spirit power of Lei Jiao.

"My sword is like a dragon!"

Zhao Yan looks solemn, and there is a dragon singing in his body. Under the guidance of this momentum, the Lei Jiao transforms into a dazzling Thunder Dragon in the sky.

He drove straight in and killed Lin Yun, surrounded by qingluan. He had the heroic spirit of giving up his own accord and standing alone against a million troops.

Its body is surrounded by heavy electric light, so that the whole sky is dark down, one sword, crazy sudden advance.

He wants a sword to destroy all my qingluan.

What a big appetite!

Lin Yun looks dignified and does not dare to be careless. Ten qingluan soar up and down, just like a flash of lightning. They cross in disorder and evolve into an endless sea of clouds.

Surrounded by qingluan, he turned into a towering mountain, standing in the heart of clouds.

Cloud and mountain two different sword power fusion, so that the vast battle platform, at this moment appears boundless and small.

"The stars are falling blue!"

Lin Yun deeply inhaled the air, lifted his eyes, the essence of his eyes surged, rose from the air to meet the other party's extremely amazing sword.

Boom!

The sword on his body is as heavy as a mountain, and his steps are winding in the air, like a mountain rising from the ground. At the foot of the fierce beast statue suddenly violently incomparably vibrates, the air is squeezed out by this sword force, forming dozens of blade storms whistling in all directions.

Whew!

When the blue falling stars are fully displayed, another qingluan flies out of the forest cloud.

At the moment when eleven qingluan hovered in the void, the sky broke through the road gap, and a vast starry sky appeared on the top of the forest clouds in the night. In that starry sky, there are huge and unimaginable figures, holding a sword, flying down from nine days away.

Bang!

When the shadow between the stars coincides with Lin Yun, the dazzling sword light instantly meets Zhao Yan's killing move.

Click! CLICK!

The two swords of thunder shadow and funeral flower collide fiercely in the air, and behind them there are endless visions, which consolidate and improve their sword power.

After Zhao Yan, the dragon shaped Lei Jiao hovered and roared, just like the clouds and rain, making the sky dark, thunder clouds rolling and lightning cutting through the darkness.

After Lin Yun's death, eleven qingluan circle into a circle, constantly flying, so that the sharp edge of his buried flowers continues to soar.

It's a long story, but it's all done in the room of electric light and flint.

Bang!

The sound of Jingtian sword penetrates the heaven and earth. Their faces are very close. Their eyes look at each other and see their crazy desire for victory.

When their swords reached their peak, the entangled Zhenyuan, the vision and the meaning of the sword exploded, shaking the two men out of the air.

Boom!

In the central pool of Qingyan square, a series of water columns were immediately swept up, and the huge blades trapped in chains trembled.

"Bury the flowers!"

Lin Yun Ren was retreating, but he didn't look a bit flustered. All the scattered swords gathered on the sword. As if the light of the world gathered here, even the sword light on Lin Yun's body was dim. Only the sword, which attracted worldwide attention, could not be ignored.

Hum!

At this moment, one person and one sword are interlinked, and people and sword are united. Qi and potential are all condensed in this sword.

Cut!

With a wave of his hand, Lin Yun flies out and stabs at the other party.

Damn it!

The pupil in Zhao Yan's eyes shrinks fiercely, and he scolds in his heart. He didn't expect that Lin Yun still had the spare strength and mind to manipulate the sword in his hand in such a terrible duel just now.

The speed of the two people's explosive retreat was involuntary, their breath was disordered, and the real yuan did not recover, and even their visions were broken.But the other side ignored it and threw the sword in his hand, which was too risky.

Hum!

It's too naive to beat me like this. Let's call it a day.

Zhao Yan's feet sank, ignoring the disorder of Qi and blood in the body, forced to sink in mid air. When the moment of landing, angrily yelled: "thunder shadow!"

The holy lines in his sword were urged one after another, and when Jinghong was about to kill, he slashed it out with a fierce sword.

Dang!

The sound of broken stone and gold rings again. Zhao Yan spits out blood and is hurt badly. But he also blows the burial foil and flies out like a meteor.

A swordsman has a sword in his hand and has no sword. The difference is too big. He can easily hit the other side with only one sword.

Bang!

The funeral flower fell in the center of the square like lightning, and broke out a circle of bright swords, which knocked several people out of the square.

"Where are the people?"

But when Zhao Yan was ready to lock in Lin Yun, he was terrified to find that Lin Yun disappeared in his field of vision.

Behind you!

A chill came out of his back. Zhao Yan looked like he had eyes on his back. When he turned back, he cut out with a sword.

"You are too slow!"

Lin Yun's voice sounded in his ear, and he had no time to turn around. The other side's fists danced wildly, one punch after another, and kept bombarding him.

Sword like fist, fist like sword, fist and sword in one!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Yun, who had hundreds of fists, blew Zhao Yan's body protection Zhenyuan into pieces. Then he vomited out his blood and was directly blasted out.

Just landing, Lin Yun once again disappeared in Zhao Yan's eyes.

"The same trap, I won't fall twice!"

Almost without thinking, Zhao Yan turned around and chopped it out with a sword.

No matter how many punches the opponent hits, as long as he has a breath, he only needs a sword to hit the opponent and the fight will end.

But in the middle, Zhao Yan stopped. His eyes were very sharp.

He found that what remained in front of him was just a shadow. He immediately turned around decisively and chopped the sword out.

Bang!

A shadow was torn into countless pieces by the thunder shadow in his hand, and his sword was more than destroyed. On the vast surface of the water, a huge curtain of water was set off, and then it was struck on the stove full of the huge sword.

When! When! When!

Like a thousand years old clock, the dull sound rings, lingering, reverberating between the heaven and the earth.

Feeling the cheated Zhao Yan, the corner of his mouth twitched for a moment, and immediately turned around.

"Sword

This time, Lin Yun's real body was in front of him, but the time he took to chop that sword was long enough for Lin Yun to recall the burial flowers to his hands.

At the moment of turning back, Lin Yun holds the funeral flower that flies like a startled goose and stabs it out directly.

Boom!

The tip of the sword hovered in Zhao Yan's eyebrows, as if the other side had turned around and hit him.

Zhao Yanmei has blood seeping from his heart, and then he bleeds along both sides of his nose. At this moment, he dare not breathe. He only needs one sword to be able to hit Lin Yun hard, but this sword has never been able to chop it out, and now he is completely afraid to move it.

"I lost."

Three words said, Zhao Yan a long sigh of relief, he knew the other side of mercy.

If not, the sword has pierced his brow.

But the other side's sword, does not seem to have the intention to stop, the sharp edge wantonly, stabbed him to open the eye.

Zhao Yan's heart suddenly hung up again, thinking that the other side stabbed Chen Ying's eyes and cut swallow Jing's throat.

The cruel man in the top 1000 on the star king list could not help shaking at the moment. Zhao Yan's lips trembled and said in a trembling voice: "brother Lin, famous sword assembly, ban Forbid Killing people. "

Lin Yun face shows helpless color, wry smile way: "you praise it a few words, I have a bit to control it."

Zhao yanleng awoke for a moment. Lin Yun refers to the sword in his hand. The corners of his mouth twitched for a moment, and said in a soft voice: "it's really good to bury flowers. It's better to bury flowers than to have a sword in my hand."

Buzz!

The body of the sword trembled, as if humming twice, before it turned into a brilliant light and finally entered the scabbard.

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