Chapter 383

"Protect Lin Yun!"

The sword-holding elder who was fighting with the elders of the four sects saw his face change slightly when he saw the enemy deacon breaking through the sword formation.

But there were too many people, and after all, it was eight deacons who broke away from the entanglement and rushed towards Lin Yun.

Moreover, this is just the beginning. As the elders of the four sects go berserk, more and more dangers will flood Lin Yun.

"A treasure?"

"I wonder how much power you can exert. If you think you can avoid death with a treasure in your hand, I think you are thinking too much."

Seeing Lin Yun offering the treasure, the eight people's expressions changed slightly, but then they sneered.

The treasure weapon, even if it is in the Purple Mansion realm, can't be said to be very casual when used.

With Lin Yun's cultivation at the ninth level of Xuanwu, it would be difficult for him to exert even half of the power of the treasure weapon. How long he can hold on is even more of a question.

The amount of real energy consumed by the treasure weapon is not something that a junior in the Xuanwu Realm can support.

"I'm afraid you don't have enough to kill!"

In the strong wind and heavy snow, Lin Yun looked indifferent, swung the red flame sword in his hand, and said in a cold voice.

If the opponent has a master in the Zifu realm, he will still have some scruples, but if he is only half a step into the Zifu realm, he will be blamed for going on a killing spree.

When he was at the seventh level of Xuanwu, he could only match the melee form of this treasure, not to mention his current cultivation level at the ninth level of Xuanwu.

Who is thinking too much will be answered soon!

"act recklessly!"

"Let's see how crazy you can be!"

"Killing the core disciples of the three sects, no one will survive. You will definitely die today!"

Seeing Lin Yun's situation, the eight people couldn't help but feel furious. In terms of strength, they were half a step ahead of the Zifu, and in terms of number of people, they were eight times as many as Lin Yun. I don't know how confident Lin Yun was, and thought he had a treasure.

, you can kill all directions.

At that moment, the eight people were not careless, and each of them joined forces to launch a killing move. The true energy and the evil energy were mixed together, and the heavy snow rolled up in the fierce flames, like a vast snow mountain suppressing Lin Yun.

"Well done."

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and before the terrifying killing move like a snow-capped mountain could land, he jumped into the air and stabbed out fiercely with the triangle of the war blade in his hand.

Bang!

There was a majestic and ferocious blood-colored flame surging, and in just a moment, the sharp undercut pierced the vast snow-capped mountain.

The eight people on the ground half-stepped Zi Mansion, their expressions suddenly changed slightly, and they quickly made another killing move.

"Shattering Cloud Slash!"

"Broken mountain!"

"Eighteen Blood Shadow Slashes!"

"Crazy Yan Seal!"

…

The eight people each performed their unique killing moves. The true energy was surging and the evil energy was surging. The visions of condensed true energy fell hard towards Lin Yun in mid-air. The terrifying killing moves formed a powerful oppressive force.

All the flying snowflakes in the air were shattered.

"The light of the bright moon!"

In mid-air, Lin Yun's expression did not change, and the world in his eyes was scarlet. Using the war blade in his hand as a sword, he displayed the light of the bright moon, and a terrifying phenomenon suddenly appeared.

The bright moon light emitted by this treasure weapon is like a blood moon, with a strange and sinister aura in its magnificence, which makes people shudder.

The blood moon condensed into a flash of sword light, and rushed away in response to the eight people's killing moves.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The light of the sword was vertical and horizontal, falling from the sky. This light of the bright moon was more terrifying than the flower-burial sword when used. With the blessing of the power of the treasure, not only was the evil aura overwhelming, but the power was overwhelming. The kind of power that filled the whole body made Lin Yun

There's something vaguely uncontrollable about it.

Phew!

In the blink of an eye, the bloody light cut through eight people's killing moves, and struck one of them on the arm with lightning speed.

As the blood spattered, he suddenly screamed in agony.

kill!

Before he could wake up, Lin Yun fell down like lightning, and stabbed out with the bloody sword in his hand without mercy.

All the body-protecting essence and mysterious inner armor were shattered into pieces by this overbearing blow.

The entire body exploded into a ball of blood mist.

The ferocity and terror of the red flame war blade were fully revealed, trembling in Lin Yun's hands.

The sudden scene stunned the other seven people, and their brains paused briefly.

The deacon of the half-step Zi Mansion, who is half-stepping, died as soon as he said he was dead...

cut!

Without giving these people time to be stunned, Lin Yun dodged his figure, swung his sword, and cut one person in half.

.

"Back off, back off!"

"Hurry up and disperse, this treasure is a little weird!"

The death of two people in a row caused everyone to wake up from a dream. When they saw Lin Yun approaching, their eyes suddenly became extremely panicked.

The young man in green clothes in front of them looked as scary as a demon in their eyes.

You shouldn't have given him a chance to get close, but now you wake up, it's too late.

Kill without mercy, exterminate to annihilation!

Lin Yun's eyes were icy cold, and his expression was extremely indifferent, and he poured his true energy into it without any scruples.

From the moment he took out the treasure, he left no escape route for himself.

Unless his true energy is exhausted, the killing will not stop.

The elders and disciples of the other sects saw this scene with equally horrified expressions in their eyes. As bystanders, they could see it more clearly. The murderous intent in Lin Yun was really shocking.

What is even more unbelievable is that two masters who are half a step into the Zifu died at the last word.

Even if Lin Yun possesses a treasure, it is still a bit unbelievable.

Someone trembled: "This guy is determined to die and has no way out for himself. This kind of person is really scary."

"The half-step deacons of those three sects are all evil cultivators. They look shockingly evil, but in fact they are fierce and evil. When life and death happen, their true colors are immediately revealed. They are just a bunch of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death."

"After all, the monster in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion has fully demonstrated the character of the swordsman."

"Well, if we, the righteous disciples, had such courage, how could we suffer the consequences when we encounter evil cultivators every day?"

There are countless evil cultivators scattered across the Great Qin Empire. Once ordinary sect disciples encounter them, they will definitely be in trouble.

Why?

Even if he lacked encouragement, he was frightened by the opponent's evil spirit before even fighting. It is rare to be able to exert 50% of his strength.

In the wind and snow, Lin Yun's courage and courage to face death drove eight evil cultivators away with one person.

I have to say, it’s really inspiring.

"Spring breeze turns into rain!"

"The waves don't stop!"

"The smoke is misty!"

"The frost is thousands of miles away!"

Lin Yun, who was chasing all the way, remained extremely calm. He used the exquisite killing moves of Shuiyue Sword Technique and used the red flame blade in his hand to display them one by one. In the blink of an eye, three more of the remaining six people were killed.

The successive deaths completely frightened the remaining three people.

With a mournful face, he ran away in embarrassment, shouting incessantly.

clang!

Seeing that the three of them were about to die one after another, a flash of sword light fell and blocked the red flame battle flag.

Lin Yun only felt that his hands were numb and he was violently knocked back. After falling, he took several steps back before he could stand firm.

When he looked up, he saw an old man in gray clothes from Qijue Castle, with a strong pressure on his body.

Astonishingly, it is the elder of Zifu Realm!

"There are such bloody people in the Qin Empire. I really can't bear to kill people, but you must die!"
To be continued...