Sovereign of the Era

Feeling the fighting spirit of Lin Yun, the corner of his mouth slightly cocked up and sneered: "you are really confident. Are you so afraid of death?"

"The next move is the boxing technique I created three years ago. Three years ago, it was not mature and had not been revealed. Three years later, I intended to use this fist after I had attacked Qin Yu. Let's have a look at it. "

"It's called swallow star."

When Mr. core spoke, his right fist and five fingers were tightly held together. The wild and protective breath on him suddenly rose again.

With his fingers completely clenched the moment, the whole sky completely dark down, as if really swallowed up the star light.

In the dark, only the right fist clenched by Mr. core radiates scarlet and violent light.

A terrible power of stone breaking startles the sky. It is madly condensed from the fist. The scarlet light seems to wriggle with life, which is extremely frightening.

Aware of this terrible breath, all the four sides of the Longmen square were shocked.

Even a lot of purple mansion strong people on the VIP seat, at this moment, the heart is inexplicably sink down. It seems that even the elders of Zifu dare not take this punch.

"Terrible..."

"Three years in the making?"

All the people in Lingxiao sword Pavilion look dignified and incomparable. Xinyan's eyes are full of anxiety.

"Hum, it was with this blow that the core killed a Zifu sanxiu. I don't believe that the sword slave can resist it! "

Wen Yanbo looks cold, ferocious and excited in his eyes.

It seems to have seen that Lin Yun was blown into a meat pie with this fist.

Mr. Shuiyue, who has already obtained the qualification of the top eight, frowned slightly. This punch is really a bit terrible. Mr. core, in the past three years, I'm afraid that most of his energy has been spent on the punch created by himself.

With the fall of Weiya, Lin Yun felt a pressure never before.

But his heart, his sword, his people, under the pressure of this brilliance, did not have the slightest nervous and flustered.

In his eyes, the fighting spirit is surging. He is infinitely close to the complete innate sword intention, and he is shaking wildly at this moment. In the dark, burst out a wave of a wave breaking through the clouds of sword meaning, go ahead, make all things tremble.

With the twinkling light of the burial sword, it becomes more and more bright, and finally emits its own light in the endless darkness.

In the dark, not only the scarlet light.

To the heart of the sword!

"Water moon sword technique, to Yin cold, high to proud..."

"The tenth sword, sky breaks cloud!"

This fist is also worthy of my tenth sword. Lin yunmu's power of water moon sword, which has already reached its peak, is fiercely split.

In the thunderous sound, the ground suddenly exploded, and the mighty water moon sword gathered a tornado, which carried the reckless gravel in the ruins and exploded.

The dark sky, in this crazy volume, seems to be torn apart in general. The terror of the sword poured out, and in a series of visions, a flash of lightning broke through the sky, and the handsome face of the young Qing army was shining into eternity in this flash of lightning.

This sword breaks the clouds, breaks the sky, breaks the clouds, only one sword, like the moon forever.

At the same time, the scarlet fist, which was about to devour the stars, burst into a bloody light and exploded from it.

In a flash, two shocking moves, enough to kill the purple mansion, collided in the air in the ruins of the battle platform.

Just the moment of collision together, in the rumbling sound, this side of the world shaking violently. In the center of Longmen square, except for the king's battle platform, the other seven battleplatforms all vibrated violently, and cracks burst out faintly.

When two terrible momentum, all to cross, completely burst just. Zhenyuan is surging, the vision is broken, and the aftershock of terror is like substance, sweeping in all directions at the speed of startling.

"Bad!"

The referee, who had already dodged away, suddenly changed his face and tried to stop the aftereffect.

"Where is Shence camp?"

On the purple blue throne, the king of Qin frowned slightly and cried in a deep voice.

"Yes

Figures poured in from all directions of Longmen square. All of them were elites of Shence camp. They wanted to stop the aftereffect.

The elite of Shence camp are at least the best of the eight levels of Xuanwu, and dozens of people join hands.

All the masters of purple mansion have to retreat.

Bang!

But the afterwave swept under, directly to the rolling situation, pouring out.

Poop

Dozens of elite Shence camp spat out blood on the spot under the shock wave. In the end, the referee, who had a profound cultivation, stopped him with his own strength.

If not, this aftershock will sweep to the battlefield, I don't know what kind of casualties will be caused.Terror!

The spectators of the whole Longmen square turned white, and tens of thousands of martial artists were shocked.

The aftereffect of the two killing moves has such amazing power, which is beyond people's imagination. In other words, if it is not for the afterwave, these two big killing moves can easily kill those dozens of elite Shence camp.

With this in mind, many people feel more than trembling.

This concept, ordinary purple house master, also can't do!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the center of the ruins of the battle platform, the two people with a hard face together bear an unparalleled anti earthquake force. The anti shock force at the core is much more terrifying than the aftershocks of leakage.

In the thunder like thunder, the two figures are separated like meteors, flying upside down along the way, shaking many visions and real aftershocks into powder.

Poop!

Lin Yun's body fell directly on another intact battle platform. On the spot, he smashed the battle platform into pieces, causing countless pieces of broken stones. His body sank deeply into it, and in the blink of an eye, he was submerged by the mountain of rubble.

On the other side, the young master of the core is also uncomfortable. His dragon elephant armor is on his body. He was crushed by the sword light, and his whole body was covered with bloody sword wounds. His huge body looked terrible. He flew out of the explosion, also smashed a battle platform, was buried by the vast number of gravel.

Under the rubble, Lin Yun and the son of the core are both unknown. Many people are speechless and have no idea of it. The battle of the top eight, the last quota, should be so tragic.

Comparable to the final!

There was silence in all directions. The whole Longmen square was only reverberated by the explosion, and no one spoke.

One after another eyes, terrified incomparably looking at two piles of gravel, look slightly at a loss?

Both of them went out of their own battle platform, but they did not land. They both fell on another battle platform. They were also buried in the rubble. They did not know whether they were alive or dead.

In this station, who will win?

"It's terrible. Both of them just created their own martial arts skills?"

"Well, it's really a self-made martial art. No matter it's Dragon elephant fighting boxing, or water moon sword technique, there's no killing move that they've ever done."

"However, in the competition just now, it seems that Lin Yun's sword is stronger, and his sword power has crushed most of his fists."

"it's hard to say that Lin Yun's sword is really stronger, but his body is not as good as the core. It may not be able to withstand the impact of the remaining fists... "

"Let's see who wakes up first."

Compared with the bewilderment and shock of the crowd on the battle seat, many of the strong people in the purple mansion saw it more clearly.

Rumble

"Eh?"

At this time, many people's eyes flashed a different color, the ground in a slight tremor, seems to have changed.

Bang!

The stone burst, and the bloody and violent light rose to the sky. He stood up, dressed in rags and pale.

He didn't pay attention to the ferocious sword wound all over his body. When he saw another pile of gravel, he immediately laughed: "I won after all!"

Whew!

But the words did not fall, that pile of rubble, a touch of sword light, like a startling Hong shot.

Mr. core's face changed slightly, and he tried his best to swing the funeral foil sword with one fist. But he spits out blood and retreats several steps on the broken platform.

Seven Xuan steps, such as the sun in the sky!

Buried in the forest cloud of gravel pile, suddenly burst out of the road of gold, and then the gravel burst. The dazzling light, startled by a flash, held the swing open funeral foil.

"You lost."

As soon as he stood firm, the light fell in front of him and pointed his sword at his brow.

When the light dissipated, the young man holding the sword was dressed in green and carrying a sword box. Who was Lin Yun.

"No way! I won't lose... "

Mr. core's eyes are full of unbelievable looks, and his eyes burst out with crazy eyes. He blows out the burial foil in front of his eyebrows.

Poop!

But before he did, there was a ferocious and oblique bloodstain, which divided his twisted crazy face into two parts.

No matter how fast the fist is, can it be faster than the sword in the center of his eyebrow?

Do you think Lin Yun dare not kill him?

If it is

Regret it in the next life.

Along with the roar of the other side falling to the ground, the boy buried the flowers and returned to the scabbard. In the light wind, the young man's long hair was conspicuous and arrogant.

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