oom!

The powerful sword intent radiated from the four people's bodies, causing the long swords in the entire sword tomb to scream.

In the midst of the raging fire, an ancient sword with a handle containing the legacy of the Jiange predecessors swayed a continuous sword sound, resounding through the world.

"Seven profound steps, the Golden Crow spreads its wings!"

"Bo Yunbu, treading water is immortal!"

"Xinghuo Jue, seven stars change positions!"

"Golden Body Art, streamer movie!" The golden black seal was activated, Lin Yun stretched out his arms, bringing bursts of golden light into the air like wings. Chu Haoyu tapped his toes, and on the plane, microwaves rippling, leaving afterimages in the air. Chang Hao's body was filled with thick flames, and a little starlight was blooming, and his body disappeared strangely in the air;

Xiu's whole body flashed with golden light, like a thunderbolt, lasing away.

The four of them turned their real energy to the extreme, each performed their unique skills, and swept past the red flame battle flag shrouded in flames.

The powerful movement technique made all the spectators' eyes shine, but in the end it was Lin Yun's Seven Profound Steps, which was superior.

After inheriting the Seven Profound Steps of the ancient Sun Chaser Divine Art, after condensing the Golden Crow Seal, no one in the same rank can beat him in body technique.

But the other three did not slow down much.

Almost at the moment when he grabbed the Scarlet Flames Banner, Chu Haoyu, Chang Hao, and Ye Xiu had already fallen and reached out to grab the banner.

Feeling the fiery temperature on the red flame battle flag, Lin Yun pulled it hard. The red flame battle flag waved in the air, drawing out a firework residue, and the three of them caught it.

Clang!

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the three of them, the three long swords were unsheathed at the same time, and their fighting spirit soared.

"The peaks rise and the clouds surge!"

"The scorching sun!"

"The golden light is immortal!"

The three of Chang Hao did not hesitate in the slightest. Along with the monstrous fighting spirit, the three ultimate moves came out at the same time, overwhelming the sky and rolling towards Lin Yun.

Chu Haoyu's sword intent evolved into an endless sea of ??clouds, and in the tumult of the sea of ??clouds, a strange peak protruded like lightning. Qifeng is like a sword, piercing the sea of ????clouds, carrying a majestic sword intent, and it strikes like thunder and lightning.

In the hands of Chu Haoyu, the peak-perfect Jingyun swordsmanship is superbly performed and can be done as one wishes.

As soon as it is shot, it makes people feel aggressive and aggressive.

On the other side, Chang Hao and Ye Xiu were also not fuel-efficient lamps. Chang Hao's sword was burning with boundless flames, and in his hands, it was as thick and majestic as the sun, rolling over and suppressing it.

Ye Xiu's body was covered with hundreds of golden sword lights, and the non-stop lightning made it difficult to distinguish the true from the false, but each sword light contained a great killing intent.

The four sides exclaimed loudly, and no one expected that Chu Haoyu and the three of them had not done their best before.

Right now, after the Chiyan battle flag was taken away by Lin Yun, there was nothing left but to keep, the three sword moves came out at the same time, this mighty sword mound. An ancient sword stabbed in flames swayed, and the ground trembled.

An ancient sword, trembling frantically, seemed to rise up at any time.

"very scary...."

"Lin Yun shouldn't be the first to capture the flag, the first to capture the flag must face the siege of others."

"Yeah, the winner is the one who laughs at the end. The one who captures the flag wins, but it doesn't mean that he wins if he wins, but only if people don't dare to fight with you!"

"If he were a little smarter, he should give up the Red Flame Battle Flag now. This treasure has no sacrificial refinement and cannot exert its power. It is a hot potato in his hand!"

Feeling the frequency of the trembling of the ground, at the edge of the sword mound, the expressions of many spectators changed slightly.

Lin Yun showed a rare dignified expression on his face. These three people are all the best in the sword pavilion. Each of them has a unique skill. As long as you are a little careless, you will die on the spot, and there is no room for it.

Under the joint efforts, there is no room for him, and his chances of winning are quite slim...

But just give up, you can't do it!

Recalling his thoughts like lightning, he tied the Chiyan battle flag behind him, and Lin Yun's eyes flashed brightly. With sword intent all over his body, he suddenly boiled, facing the overwhelming three sword moves, his youthful face showed no fear at all.

His heart was full of passion, his pride was surging, and he was fearless. In a situation that no one thought of, he rose into the air and even took the initiative to kill the past.

I have a sword, which has been through life and death, and has been tempered a thousand times. Like the rising sun, like the scorching sun, like the raging flames, like my heart, I will never go forward, my sword will, fearless in life and death.

Indestructible King Kong, use the sword to subdue the devil, and the King Kong to subdue the devil's seal!

Lin Yun folded his hands together, and with his own reckless sword intent, sacrificed this Vajra Seal of Demons.

Whoa!

The golden light behind him, endless sword intent, condensed into a ten-zhang giant sword with bright purple light.

I am neither a King Kong nor a Buddha, but I am one. I am not afraid of life and death, and I am not afraid of demons. I use my sword to subdue demons and kill demons!

"King Kong Demon Seal?"

"This is the real Vajra Subduing Demon Seal... It's terrible, not only the two seals are unified, but also the sword intent of their own is perfectly integrated into it."

"His dragon and tiger boxing is simply incredible, and there is no trace of Buddhism at all."

Under the watchful eyes of the public, facing the three ultimate moves, Lin Yun combined with his two seals, took out the ten-zhang giant sword, and slammed it out with one punch. In the mountain of light, dragons roared and tigers roared, and the violent real essence all over the body was transformed into the mighty sword, which blasted past with this sword.

The fist shines like a mountain, subdues demons and punishes evil, and moves forward without fear of life and death.

"Break it for me!"

Lin Yun shouted wildly, and the strange peak that Chu Haoyu's sword glow was derived from was the first, with a rumbling, earth-shattering loud noise, and it continued.

The entire sword tomb began to shake wildly, and for a moment, the protruding solitary peak shattered, Chu Haoyu's face was pale, and he continued to retreat.

Whoosh!

In mid-air, Lin Yun's movements did not stop at all. His blood was boiling like a sea, his bones crackled, and the Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art was pushed to the extreme by him.

The slightly thin body has obviously grown a circle, like an ancient beast, irritable and unparalleled, and the eyes are full of wildness.

Dragon Fly Tiger Jump!

The left hand turned into a dragon, and the right hand turned into a tiger. Lin Yun then blessed Ye Xiu and Chang Hao with the swords of Ye Xiu and Chang Hao.

Bang!

Chang Hao, who was hit by the right fist tiger leaping over the mountains and rivers, groaned and could not help but retreat several steps, the look of shock in his eyes could not hide.

The power of his left fist was slightly lower, and Ye Xiu approached it with a sword, but did not retreat half a step.

But just as he was about to bully him, he saw Lin Yun stretched out his arms, rushing towards him like a golden crow, and shouted in a deep voice, "Ye Xiu, take another punch from my Lin Yun!"

This punch is the finishing touch!

The chaotic ink-like viscous aura gathered around Lin Yun's body, like a magic power, supporting the torrential flames.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Ye Xiu's eyes flashed with madness, he put the sword back into its sheath, and the golden light and shadow that filled the four directions suddenly overlapped. Without giving in, he roared, punched out, and greeted him.

Bang!

The fists collided, and on the vast sword tomb, there seemed to be a thunder that shook the sky, echoing in the ears of everyone, deafening and heart-pounding.

The rolling air waves, like a raging wave, rushed towards the four directions. Rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, an ancient sword stabbed in the flames, could no longer bear it, and was bounced into the air, undulating with the air waves.

This punch is evenly matched and evenly divided. But with this punch, Ye Xiu tried his best, but Lin Yun still had enough strength.

The finishing touch!

The four directions seemed to be mixed with the power of sword intent, true essence, and dragon elephant, with a thick aura like a magic fog. Like a picture scroll unrolled leisurely.

Pfft!

When the picture scroll was rolled out, Ye Xiu couldn't hold it any longer, he spat out blood, and his body was violently shaken.

"The wind blows the clouds!"

"The scorching sun hangs alone!"

It's a long story, but in fact, several people fought, but they were all breathing. Almost as soon as Ye Xiu was blown away, Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao roared, two sword moves, and they killed them again like lightning.

Seven Profound Steps, like the sun in the sky!

Lin Yun tapped lightly on the hilt of the sword, and burst into the air to retreat, turning into a round of bright sun, avoiding these two ultimate moves dangerously and dangerously.

But these two people, how could they give Lin Yun too many opportunities to guess and wait for him to fall. In the turbulent sword light, he came to kill again. Lin Yun was in the air, his fists were like swords, and the swords were like fists, carrying the residual power of the combination of two seals, one against two.

Bang!

Just after fighting more than ten moves, the whistling golden light came again. But it was Ye Xiu who was injured by Lin Yun. He stepped on the hilts of swords and flew into the air.

He was fighting against Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao, surrounded by danger and had no time to distract himself.

"Lin Yun, you also take a punch from Ye Xiu!"

In mid-air, Lin Yun roared wildly, and in a flash of golden light, his fists fell like electricity.

"Get back!"

There were strands of blood in Lin Yun's eyes, and the Ziyuan Sword Art was condensed into an ancient sword mark on the back of his hand. That sword seal, the purple light shining in the world, is like the most beautiful flower in the world, containing a cold and chilling light.

In a moment of shock, the sword has no emptiness!

boom!

At the snap of his fingers, a wisp of sword light roared out. Almost at the moment when he snapped his fingers, Ye Xiu was about to fall from the sky. He was slammed by this sword light and flew away on the spot. If he were someone else who didn't practice the Golden Body Art, he would be pierced by this sword light on the spot.

"die!"

But this moment of distraction was also keenly captured by Chang Hao and Chu Haoyu. The two showed no mercy, and two long swords, one left and one right, were inserted into their chests.

Pfft!

Lin Yun spat out blood, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he said coldly, "If you want me to die, you can't do it!"

Without waiting for the two swordsmen to penetrate it, Lin Yun's fists slammed out like electricity while the tiger roared and the dragon roared.

Bang!

Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao were blasted out on the spot, and when the long sword was pulled out of Lin Yun's body, two streaks of blood splashed, and one was dressed in green shirts, covered with blood.

"Come again!"

Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao, with a flash of coldness in their eyes, obviously would not miss this great opportunity. He strode forward, the sword glow surged, and then he made a killing move.

"Stunning Cloud Promise!"

"Burning Lianyun!"

Boom!

It was another two killer moves, and it was Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao again. The amazing strength of the two made everyone exclaim again and again.

In the case of Lin Yun being stabbed by two swords, the two of them used the swordsmanship they mastered to the limit, overwhelming the sky, approaching step by step, not giving Lin Yun any way to survive.

Lin Yun coughed and spat out blood, and a stubbornness flashed across his pale face.

Whoosh!

The toes were on the hilt of the sword, a little heavier, and the person was spinning in mid-air, facing the two approaching killer moves, constantly widening the distance.

When Lin Yun fell again, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it tightly, holding the burial foil from the sword box. A feeling of life and death being connected by blood flowed into my heart incessantly.

Whoa!

To meet the two major killer moves, Lin Yun drew his sword and came out, and the melodious sound resounded through the valley. The body of the sword is dazzling, the sword intent is clanging endlessly, and countless blood-colored rose petals, like a dream, float out and dance in the sky.

Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog.

In the crowd of flowers, Lin Yun's figure blurred in everyone's eyes, giving birth to a hazy meaning, it was difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao had a flash of surprise in their eyes, but then sneered. Lin Yun had nowhere to go, even if he couldn't lock his Qi, with his injured body, he could be severely injured by the aftermath alone.

He can't hide, he can only block! But the strongest ultimate move that can't break the two is still a dead end, and there is no other choice.

One sword slashes the floating clouds, one sword sweeps the Liuhe; one sword sweeps the nine heavens, and one sword sweeps the eight wastes!

The endless domineering made the sword body tremble, radiant as the sun, dazzling and dazzling, the tyrant sword was sacrificed to meet Chu Haoyu's Jingyun Wuji and Chang Hao's Huo Lianyun.

No one expected that Lin Yun, who was on the road to despair, would still be able to unleash the tyrannical sword, a dazzling and unparalleled sword.

Beneath the thunder cloud, Bai Ting on the sword carving saw the Ba Jian sacrifice, and his eyelids jumped down. He almost scolded him. He was clearly in the midst of two swords, and he was on the verge of death, but he was still able to fight back, but he smiled coldly in the blink of an eye: "Xiaocheng's tyrannical sword can stop the Jingyun swordsmanship that is at the peak of perfection?"