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Four hundred and thirtieth chapters broken painting dead(2/2)

The sword came out half an inch, and a sword light burst out from the soles of his feet. Suddenly, it seemed that his whole body had turned into a sword light.

The battle platform suddenly went dark. Except for the sword light that enveloped him, the rest of the space, including Lin Yun, all dimmed under the light of his sword.

When the sword came out, the light was bright and dazzling.

There is no gorgeous vision, no colorful sword dance, only a pure sword light.

When the sword was completely unsheathed, a strange scene appeared, and the battlefield suddenly became dark. The sword light that was so dazzling before that it was impossible to look directly suddenly disappeared.

"What's going on?"

"This should be the Aurora Sword Technique of Yunxiao Sword Pavilion. It appears and appears between light and darkness, making it difficult for people to guard against."

"To be able to display the artistic conception of Aurora Sword Technique so exquisitely, Luo Yuhang is indeed not an easy person."

"I heard that this sword technique is extremely difficult to practice, and it is extremely rare to achieve even a small amount of success. In the Yunxiao Sword Pavilion, many elders of the Zi Mansion cannot grasp its secrets."

As soon as Luo Yuhang took action, many people in Longmen Square were sweating for Lin Yun.

Being ranked fifth on the rookie list, Luo Yuhang is indeed well-deserved.

Wow!

The dark battlefield suddenly burst into light.

In a flash, everyone was extremely surprised to find that Luo Yuhang appeared in front of Lin Yun without any warning.

A sword stabbed directly between his eyebrows.

Its speed was like light, and the sword was like a thunderbolt. Many people were horrified. If they faced the light of this sword at such a close distance, they would be blinded on the spot.

But when the sword was in front of him, Lin Yun still didn't move, and he didn't even open his eyes.

"What is Lin Yun going to do?"

Many people were puzzled that Lin Yun closed his eyes and remained motionless.

This sword is so fast that even if you dodge with all your strength, you may not be able to dodge it. Closing your eyes and not moving, in the eyes of everyone, is almost like waiting for death.

Looking for death?

Then it will be fulfilled for you!

Luo Yuhang's face darkened, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and all his true energy was poured into the sword. The wild sword power was concentrated at the tip of the sword, and the sword light suddenly shone like a star.

But suddenly, Lin Yun exuded a strange sword power, and he became erratic like water.

Water Moon Sword Power!

Wave after wave of sword power emanated from his body, obviously not moving, but Lin Yun was like flowing water, the mist was hazy, vague and illusory.

"Mysterious!"

Luo Yuhang snorted coldly, not believing that Lin Yun could really pull off any tricks.

In the face of absolute power, all illusions are fearless resistance.

Rub rub rub rub!

During the transition between light and darkness, Luo Yuhang stabbed out more than ten swords in a row, each sword was as fast as a thunderous giant and had the momentum of thunder.

But the moment Luo Yuhang stepped into the Shuiyue Sword, no matter how fast his sword was, even if Lin Yun closed his eyes, he could feel the trajectory of each sword in the air.

He moved!

In one step, the body was like dark ink, quietly dispersing. Under the sword light as fast as a thunderbolt, it was ethereal and agile, leaving behind a series of afterimages.

Under the violent sword force, he strolled leisurely and retreated at will.

"Let's see how long you can retreat!"

Luo Yuhang looked ferocious, and as he swung his sword, he relied on his own cultivation advantage to continuously crush Lin Yun's Shuiyue Sword.

No matter how clever Lin Yun's movements were, he always firmly held the initiative in the light and dark.

But the cost of this initiative was the crazy consumption of true energy, which was a little strenuous compared to Lin Yun's casualness.

We can't spend any time with him, this guy's movements are too weird.

The light of the sun!

On the fighting platform, Luo Yuhang suddenly shouted loudly and launched his killing move. In one breath, his sword shone brightly and exploded with a shocking momentum.

Like a bright sun hanging in the sky, the sword is so powerful that it seems to have the power to destroy everything and burn everything.

Under the bright sun, the sword light enveloped half of the battle platform, and there was no way to retreat.

Luo Yuhang's eyes flashed with cold light, his face was extremely cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Come back in three years, and get out of here!"

Many people have warned Lin Yun and asked him to participate in the Dragon Gate Competition again in three years.

But three years is really too long...

There is no way to retreat, and there is no need to retreat over there. Who said that the Qixuan Steps can only be retreated, not forward?

Lin Yun, who had closed his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp and sharp, as bright as stars and gems, clear and translucent, and clear and clear.

Wow!

In an instant, as Lin Yun opened his eyes, an astonishing aura erupted from him.

Without any hesitation, he stepped forward facing the sword as bright as the bright sun.

When he turned around, he saw a painting.

In the painting, Luo Yuhang's sword shines like the sun. Under the majestic power of the sword, the young man in green clothes carrying the sword case looks incomparably small in the light of the bright sun.

"wrong!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Luo Yuhang's expression changed slightly as he felt that Lin Yun would definitely die.

Suddenly I felt a huge crisis, and my whole body was shaking, as if I had fallen into an ice cave.

He quickly looked back, only to see a purple sword light like a bright moon, slashing over him in an instant.

Click!

Blood splashes in the rainbow, paintings are shattered and people die.

In mid-air, as the scroll shattered, Luo Yuhang flew out, and his heart and ribs were cut off by the sword light at the same time.

Three years is really too long...

This sword seizes the day.

This sword fights for the first place!
Chapter completed!
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