Chapter 2142

On the broken wasteland, sword light shot into the sky, and Lin Yun stood in mid-air. Under the light of the sword, his long hair danced lightly, and his handsome and handsome face was particularly eye-catching.

Lin Yun looked towards Quelkong in the distance, with a stern look on his face and a sharp edge between his brows.

Quelkon and Quel'To both looked extremely shocked. They were different from the original Quel'dor. They were now at their peak.

The second-level Saint Lord's attack was absolutely irresistible to the Half-Saint, especially when he used a secret treasure.

Quelkong said coldly: "I really underestimate you, but if you think this is just a small trick, you are too naive, you die!"

boom!

The moment he finished speaking, Quelkon threw the ghost flag in his hand towards Lin Yun like a javelin.

The Ghost Flag was about to collapse, but he took advantage of the situation, and instead made the energy fluctuations of the Ghost Flag even more terrifying.

It's just that after the power is used up, the ghost flag will definitely have to be discarded.

But Lin Yun seemed to have expected it, and avoided the impact of the ghost flag at lightning speed.

Bang!

The ghost flags skyrocketed, and an extremely terrifying black energy vortex appeared in mid-air, swallowing everything like a black hole.

The black hole has a radius of one kilometer, and all the floating boulders and dust, as well as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, are sucked in.

Inside the black hole, there are all kinds of terrible resentful spirits, releasing terrible holy power.

This is an extremely evil secret technique. It is performed at the cost of the ghost flag. A third-level saint will die if he touches it.

Used against Lin Yun, Quil Kong's heart ached extremely.

But the Ghost Flag was on the verge of collapse, so it could only be reused.

Whoosh!

But almost the moment the ghost flag exploded, Lin Yun's body turned into a golden stream of light and flew out, and then paused for a moment.

Bang!

The soles of his feet created ripples in the void, and he killed Quelkon directly at an even faster speed.

"How...how is this possible?"

Quelkong was shocked and couldn't imagine why a half-saint could be so fast, even faster than him.

"Firefly light!"

Lin Yun held the funeral flower in his hand, and drew a circle in the air. Sword light flew, and afterimages flew out of his body.

In one breath, dozens of sword lights formed a circle, the funeral flower waved out, and a hundred-foot-long sword light burst out instantly.

Quelkong quickly took action and stamped it with his palm.

The huge head and the sword light collided together. The two forces were evenly matched and collided with each other, creating countless energy fluctuations.

"How can this guy be on par with Quelkon?"

Quilt, who was observing secretly not far away, looked extremely surprised.

This was a head-on fight. There was a huge difference in cultivation between the two, but neither could do anything to the other.

Is this guy really a semi-saint?

"roll!"

Quelkong was furious and pushed out his other hand, pouring a steady stream of holy energy into his giant palm.

He frowned and looked solemn. He really couldn't figure out how the other party could be on par with him.

"There's something wrong with this sword..."

Quelkong suddenly noticed with great horror that the opponent's sword looked extremely terrifying and unimaginably sharp.

The giant palm where the Holy Yuan was condensed was being pierced bit by bit, and the Holy Marks in the giant palm were constantly shattering.

Quelkong immediately realized that something was wrong. Once Lin Yun got close to him, with the strangeness of the opponent's holy sword and the unheard of sword intent, the consequences would be disastrous.

Quelkong suddenly became frightened, the holy energy in his body gradually became disordered, and his momentum was completely suppressed by the power of the sword.

boom!

Just as his thoughts were turning, the palm of the condensed Saint Yuan exploded, and a flash of sword light flew towards him.

Quilkon dodged by instinct, and the sword light slid past his cheek.

"What a risk!"

Several strands of long hair were cut off by the sword light, and Quelkong turned pale and nervous with fear.

Phew!

But as soon as he finished speaking, a trace of blood appeared on his cheek.

The sharp sword light shredded the Saint Yuan Gang Qi. After the blood marks were gone, half of Quil's face exploded, and he let out a shrill scream.

His eyes opened angrily, with a look that was half frightened and half angry.

"spread!"

At the critical moment, Quill, who had been observing, took his hand and raised his hand to grab it.

He attacked Lin Yun from the side, clicking, clicking, tearing countless gaps in the void wherever his claws passed.

"Kill him!"

Quelkon's ruined face quickly recovered, his eyes were filled with rage, and his full combat power exploded almost instantly.

boom!

At this moment, he had no reservations anymore and activated the Holy Yuangang Qi to the extreme. He opened his eyebrows and opened his eyes, and the demonic power in his body skyrocketed.

The two men attacked Lin Yun from different directions and double-teamed him.

Lin Yun glanced at him and made a decision in his heart to kill one person first.

Even though he is confident and can fight one against two, it is not a good idea.

Especially two second-level peak saints, which is equivalent to being surrounded by a dozen Hengying saints.

Golden light loomed in Lin Yun's eyes, as if two pupils appeared, and he quickly activated the sword with half a step of divine light.

At the same time, the rules of swordsmanship quietly bloomed, and the two major swordsmanship also activated each other, and everything merged with the funeral flower.

"die!"

Ignoring Quilt's blow, Lin Yun struck his peak and rushed directly towards Quel'kon.

"Well come."

Quilkon's eyes lit up and he laughed.

This guy is looking for death!

If he was hit by Quilt's claw, he would definitely be torn in half. Quilt used the ghost claw.

It looks inconspicuous, but in fact it can easily tear a second-level saint into pieces, and a mere half-saint cannot stop it.

All he has to do is withstand this sword. No matter how powerful this sword is, it will only cause heavy damage at most.

For the Demon Spirit Tribe, as long as they don't die, they can recover from any serious injury in a short time.

"You're dead!"

Quilt laughed endlessly, waving his palms, and the magic light on his body condensed into a huge black shadow, and another dark giant hand fell like a mountain.

Bang!

The surface of the dark giant hand was covered with cracks. Almost instantly, it was pierced by the funeral flower and immediately fell apart.

Whoosh!

But Quelkong seemed to have expected it. The moment Lin Yun passed through the dark giant hand and the sword pointed straight at him, he put his hands together and directly clamped the funeral flower.

Buzz!

The funeral flower kept trembling and seemed unable to break free.

"Little guy, you are still a little too young." Quelkong looked at Lin Yun with a proud look on his face, and the Holy Yuan in his body was continuously poured into his hands.

"Who gave you the courage to hold my sword with both hands?"

Lin Yun had no reservations anymore, and the funeral flower exploded with a bang, gold, wood, water, fire, and all four stars blooming.

Before Quelkong could be proud for too long, the power superimposed by the rules of the sword and the half-step divine light sword intent exploded directly.

Bang!

Before Quelkong understood the meaning of Lin Yun's words, his hands exploded into pieces, and his left and right shoulders were suddenly bare, with only blood gushing out.

"My hand..."

Quelkong screamed in agony, and his head flew out, but with a flick of Lin Yun's wrist, Zang Hua cut off the man's neck.
To be continued...