Chapter 141

The fist light exploded, and the terrifying energy light contained the power of the sword. As Lin Yun punched out, dust filled the sky, like a surging river, rumbling and rolling away.

This punch was the first punch he used with all his strength after cultivating the Purple Kite Sword Technique and the Perfect Thunder Flame Combat Body.

With just one punch, it explodes with terrifying lethality that is even more terrifying than the most powerful killing move of the Tiger Fist in the past.

The sand and rocks are flying, the wind is roaring.

Eight five-aperture experts from Xueyun Sect and Jin Yan Sect, who had been injured by Lin Yun, saw this punch coming.

A flash of panic suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he suppressed the shock in his heart, and each of them took action to meet him.

Bang!

The ground exploded in an instant, and with a loud thunderous noise, eight people were blown away at the same time.

After landing, he took a few steps back.

Still a little unsteady on their feet, the Xueyunmen, who were slightly less defensive, spat out large mouthfuls of blood at the same time.

With just one punch, he knocked back eight strong men with five orifices.

The person who took action was just a young man with four innate abilities. This scene must be said to be too shocking.

"It's strong enough...but compared with my Pojun Fist, it's not good enough!"

Mei Zihua had an aloof character and snorted coldly. He took the lead in killing the people from Xuetu and Xueyunmen before they could react.

Bang!

He saw him rising into the air, facing Lin Yun as well, and punched out.

The fist light exploded, and a powerful voice spread over him in all directions. It seemed like the power of one person suppressed thousands of troops.

Judging from the momentum alone, it was actually a little stronger than Lin Yun's punch just now.

"Well done!"

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, determined to redeem himself from the grievances he had suffered in a head-on fight.

Without thinking, he raised his hand and punched him.

Bang!

The fists collided, and the ground beneath their feet cracked under the aftermath, and then exploded.

The dust cracked and turned into countless rubbles, which rose crazily under the instigation of the aftermath.

Bang bang bang!

The two of them kept their expressions unchanged as they exchanged punches, one punch stronger than the other. The energy vibrated and crushed the flying rubble around them into powder.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged ten punches, and the momentum was shocking and terrifying.

Mei Zihua felt the energy and blood in her body surge, her arms were extremely sore, and there was a look of surprise in her eyes: "How is that possible?"

Lin Yun's fist power actually completely suppressed him and was always one step ahead of him.

No matter how crazily he ran the Golden Flame Technique, he could not recover it. After ten punches, the spiritual energy rushing in his body was already showing a faint tendency to collapse.

"Is that all I have? I've just warmed up."

Lin Yun grinned, the purple kite flower in his body bloomed with dazzling light, and another stream of spiritual energy poured into the fist light.

The power of this punch was twice as powerful as the previous one.

Bang!

Before the fist light came, the mere sound of the sound sent the plum painting flying away.

When he landed, the terrifying fist light fell hard on him like a violent beast.

She slapped her palm fiercely in the storage bag. Mei Zihua didn't dare to think too much, took out the magic flame halberd and faced it.

Rub rub rub rub!

Caught off guard, Mei Zihua, who used the Demonic Flame Halberd to crush his fist, turned pale and took several steps back again.

Whoosh!

Just as Lin Yunchang was about to step forward to chase him, suddenly there was no sound and a trace of blood flew from behind him.

Like an insidious snake, it bit hard at his neck.

With a flash in his eyes, Lin Yun turned around and grabbed the red light with lightning speed.

Looking closely, he saw that the Blood Butcher was holding a blood and bone whip, and he didn't know who he was.

"It seems that you have gained a lot of benefits in this Qingyang Realm, but you are still a little too young to fight with me."

Xue Tu smiled gloomily and saw the blood and bone whip that Lin Yun was holding, snorting, wrapping around his entire arm like cartilage.

His face was cold and gloomy, and streams of blood-colored spiritual energy poured into the whip.

Suddenly, the blood and bone whip wrapped around Lin Yun's arm began to move desperately.

Lin Yun tried his best several times, but was unable to stop it. The blood-bone whip wrapped around him became tighter and tighter.

Xue Tu sneered and said: "You little beast, you have never seen a high-grade profound weapon. You are entangled in the blood and bone whip and you actually want to break free. You are really ignorant."

"Take my halberd!"

After Mei Zihua had regained his breath, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes when he saw Lin Yun being restrained.

He activated the high-grade mysterious weapon in his hand to the extreme, and dropped it with a halberd in the air.

The heavy halberd tip slowly burned like a demonic flame. With one blow, the air seemed to freeze a lot.

not good!

It was seen that the two leading figures in Qingyang County were besieging Lin Yun with high-grade mysterious weapons at the same time.

The innate strong men watching from a distance felt their hearts sinking, knowing that Lin Yun was in danger.

"A top-grade mysterious weapon is really enviable..."

Lin Yun looked at the shocking momentum created by the Demonic Flame Halberd, and a burning look flashed in his eyes.

"But if you want to kill me like this, it's not that easy!"

rise!

Amidst the roar, Lin Yun grabbed the blood-bone whip with his backhand and pulled it hard with all his strength.

Whoops!

Xue Tu, who was holding the handle of the whip, was pulled into the air by Lin Yun before he could react. He slammed into Mei Zihua.

"Oh My God!"

"How did you do this? How terrifying is this strength? It's close to 100,000 kilograms!"

"Perfect thunder flame combat body, he must have developed a perfect flame demon combat body."

A powerful man with five orifices holding a high-grade mysterious weapon was forced to fly in the air. Such a terrifying scene made everyone horrified.

Bang!

The bodies of Mei Zihua and Xuetu collided heavily in the air. Under the huge force, they each spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood and bone whip on Lin Yun's arm slipped off at the same time, and he moved his arm, but it was not much of a problem.

After the Thunder Flame Battle Body was activated, some external injuries could not really seriously injure him.

However, you really have to be careful about the weirdness of high-grade mysterious weapons. If you were a person with a higher level of cultivation, you wouldn't be able to break free so easily.

"hateful!"

Mei Zihua and Xuetu were completely angered by Lin Yun's play, and after getting up, they attacked him at the same time.

Each holds a high-grade mysterious weapon. In line with their realm, their aura is quite moving.

Lin Yun waved gently, opened the sword box behind his back, and caught the Flower Burial Sword in the sky filled with roses.

Clang!

The blade of the sword slid past his eyes like a stream of autumn water. Lin Yun killed him directly without thinking.

Thunder sound swordsmanship, strong wind - the wind howls like thunder!

With the shaking of his wrist, ninety-nine and eighty-one sword lights overlapped instantly, and the Purple Kite Sword Technique was activated at the same time.

Along with a sound of thunder, Lin Yun raised his sword in the air and landed directly towards the two of them.

Click, click, click!

The power of Mi Dang's sword was as devastating as the rotten stone, and the two men's prestige was severely pierced, making them vulnerable to a single blow.

Mei Zihua and Xue Tu, who were just about to counterattack, changed their expressions and at the same time retracted their moves to defend.

clang!

The power of a sword overlapped with ninety-nine and eighty-one thunder sword shadows, and the two of them carried it down. They only felt that their arms were sore and aching, and they were a little unable to hold the sword.
To be continued...