The scene on the Fengyun Platform was completely beyond Half-Saint Shi Feng's expectations.

When he thought about it, even a Qingyuan realm semi-saint was enough to crush Ye Qingtian, who had attained Seven-Yuan Nirvana.

Once you are promoted to a semi-saint, you have entered the holy path and become a saint from now on.

Because the Holy Qi is so strong, even if one does not master the rules of the Holy Path, the Holy Qi alone can kill Nirvana monsters at will.

For the talented leaders, killing enemies across realms is a common occurrence along the way.

The opponent has a realm advantage, but these geniuses have advantages in techniques, talents, roots, and inheritance.

Especially when you encounter casual cultivators or monks from unknown sects, it should not be too easy to kill them.

But at this level of the holy path, it seems extremely difficult.

Even if he is a half-saint of the Qingyuan Realm with no foundation and a top ten evildoer on the list of human kings, it is impossible to kill him.

On the other hand, it would be relatively easy for the opponent to kill them.

Jin Xuanyi is on the list of human kings and is so famous that he can be called a legend because there are rumors that he has killed a Qingyuan realm semi-saint.

Therefore, when Semi-Saint Shi Feng saw the appearance of the Semi-Saint in black, he was instantly frightened and ran away.

He was afraid that Ye Qingtian would be killed within ten moves and he would not even have a chance to save him.

But the scene in front of him made him stunned and completely dumbfounded.

On the stage.

Lin Yun held the funeral flower in his hand and used the Firefly Divine Sword calmly and leisurely. He used this swordsmanship to the pinnacle.

Those who saw it were dazzled and dumbfounded.

He seemed to have fought against the semi-saints a long time ago, and he never fought head-on with the opponent, never giving the holy energy a chance to invade him.

Relying on his superb swordsmanship, he fought and retreated on the wind and cloud platform, drawing circles one after another.

The sword light began to bloom from the light of fireflies, then turned into the wave of dawn, turned into the red of the setting sun, and finally the Hao Yue united and the swords became one again, turning into fireflies again.

The black-clothed half-saint's holy energy was extremely powerful, and cracks had already appeared on the Fengyun Platform, but he just couldn't touch Lin Yun.

The circle drawn by the Firefly Divine Sword, while rotating, continuously squeezes out the vast amount of holy energy.

Like four ounces of heavy lifting, the agitated holy energy fell and created countless strange phenomena on the Wind and Cloud Platform.

The black-clothed half-saint wanted to use force to overcome skill and condense the holy energy in his palm, hoping to use this to shatter Lin Yun's sword power.

But in the center of the circles on the stage, there is a little firefly blooming. Although the flames are weak, they are connected to each other, as if they are alive and indelible.

While the fireflies were blooming, they blocked the erosion of the holy energy.

Not only did the half-saint in black fail to break the power of his sword, but Lin Yun seized the opportunity and bullied him forward to switch from defense to offense.

He soared up and down, the afterimages changing, and the sharp sword light left several hideous scars on the black-clothed half-saint's body.

There was blood on the Fengyuntai, but this blood was not Lin Yun's, but the blood of a semi-saint.

This was a scene that no one expected. No matter the leaders of the six holy places in the martial arts arena or the masters of the Human King Ranking who were hiding in the dark, they were all dumbfounded.

"How is this possible..."

Qu Duan looked almost lost and looked extremely decadent. He said: "I have only been in seclusion for two years. The world is changing too fast. Is this a swordsmanship genius that is rare to see in five hundred years?"

Li Yanxian on the side swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and said weakly: "I'm afraid it will take about five hundred years. It's too difficult, it's really too difficult, it's unbelievable."

"Since Jian Jingtian, Donghuang has produced another thousand-year-old genius. It's a pity..."

"What's a pity?" Qu Duan asked.

Li Yanxian looked bitter, what else could it be, but it’s a pity it’s not me!

Eighteen years ago, the sound of swords shocked the world and overwhelmed the six holy places. One person and one sword made all the leaders of the holy places unable to lift their heads.

Even the Shenlong Empire spread his name, but it was a pity that he passed away like a meteor.

Since then, Donghuang Kendo has fallen into an era where thousands of horses are studying together. There are many outstanding people among the younger generations, but no one dares to call them geniuses.

Li Yanxian was one of the top ten sword cultivators on the Human King List. He could see very clearly that Lin Yun relied on his swordsmanship to forcibly suppress the black-clothed Half-Saint.

As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten!

But conversely, skill can also defeat strength. As long as your skills are at their peak, everything is relative.

He, Li Yanxian, also knows how to use the Firefly Divine Sword, and he can barely achieve success even in the Return of Ten Thousand Swords.

But the same sword technique in Lin Yun's hands was more than ten times stronger than his.

Too exaggerated!

This is the real firefly divine sword, right? Just as the sword ancestor said back then, the light of fireflies can compete with the bright moon.

On the stage today, who dares to say that the Seven-Yuan Nirvana cannot compete with the Half-Saint?

This is the style of our sword cultivator. Although Li Yanxian cannot appear on the stage, he yearns for it.

"Junior brother, step back first."

Jiu Yang, who was entangled with Half Saint Shi Feng, looked extremely ugly when he saw this.

He found something that was not quite right, and the junior brother's mood was completely confused. If this continues, he may fall into a very dangerous situation.

Without thinking much, he immediately started shouting.

"It's just a stick, I'll just kill it! The sun and the moon are in the sky!"

The half-saint in black was so angry that he didn't listen at all. He suddenly retreated hundreds of meters and used Mingzong's killing move with his hands.

boom!

The sun and moon turned into an ancient bright character in the sky, falling from the sky and covering the entire Fengyun Tower.

"Go to hell!"

The half-saint in black was furious, his face twisted, and he raised his hand to control "Sun and Moon" to directly suppress it.

Lin Yun looked up and knew that this palm could not be avoided.

He had "trained" with the Blood Crow Ancestor many times in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tombs, and he knew how to deal with the holy energy and how to avoid it.

I have also been tortured by holy energy, suffered losses, and suffered setbacks.

But now, he wants to try it!

Buzz!

Zhan Hua's entire sword trembled crazily, and the sword glow burst out with an extremely tyrannical fighting spirit.

"The funeral flowers know what I want."

Lin Yun smiled, what more could I ask for if I could have this sword as my companion in life.

He thought of what Tianxuan Sword Master said when he was learning swordsmanship at Orchid Academy, couldn't the Yaoguang lineage just admit defeat once?

He stood there without moving, looking at the ancient clear characters pressed down above his head, he seemed extremely calm.

Lin Yun's smile faded. He didn't reply at that time, but he already had the answer in his heart.

The Yaoguang lineage will never admit defeat!

Lin Yun took a deep breath and took a step forward from where he was.

Whoosh!

When he took this step, twelve afterimages burst out from his body, each with a sword.

The afterimage lingers, and from a distance it looks like the firefly has stepped out of its short life.

From the light of fireflies, to the snow of the Tianshan Mountains, to the color of silver, to the silver glow of the bright moon...

Many afterimages surround it, forming a circle.

Lin Yun took another step and returned to the starting point. The afterimages overlapped and all kinds of strange phenomena turned into the light of fireflies again, and he stabbed out with the sword.

Wow!

The light of other fireflies floating on the wind and cloud platform reflected countless figures of Lin Yun, and then the fireflies continued to escape into his body.

When the sword actually stabbed out, the entire Fengyun Tower began to tremble. With one sword shot out, all the magic became empty, and all the swords returned to one.

Bang!

The tip of the sword pierced the weakest point of the ancient clear characters, the terrifyingly powerful ancient clear characters, like a punctured balloon.

The holy energy continued to dissipate, and the pressure decreased crazily, and then disappeared.

Rub rub rub rub!

Blood stains spilled from the corners of Lin Yun's mouth, and he was knocked back a hundred meters by the sword, but his face was full of excitement.

Success!

He used ten thousand swords to unite and blocked the half-saint's blow from the front. How satisfying it was.

If Tianxuan Sword Master saw this scene, I'm afraid he would be very happy.
To be continued...