clang!

The sword roared, and a silver sword light appeared out of thin air without warning and fell behind Bai Yuchen.

Bai Yuchen didn't think much about it, so he drew his sword and tried hard to meet him.

Rumble!

The moment the two swords collided, the true energy was like a volcano, and Bai Yuchen was shocked by the sword without any defense. The palm of his palm stinged, and blood sensation penetrated out.

"How is this... possible!"

Bai Yuchen was shocked. The opponent's perfect cultivation level of Yin Xuan Realm was actually stronger than him. With the innate sword intent that was close to Dacheng, the two were superimposed, and the power was also a sword, but the power was not bad.

So big.

When he shook Bai Yuchen back, Lin Yun's face was calm and he stabbed him with a sword. The silver light at the tip of the sword was dazzling, like a little cold star, and a sharp edge rushed out from the tip of his sword.

"hateful!"

It seemed like a sword that was ahead of time, immediately made Cao Xiu curse and retreat.

Huh!

The wind suddenly sounded, and Chen Yu's eyes flashed with cold and cold. He spread his arms and held a folding fan and rushed from behind.

Lin Yun's body was like a butterfly, moving with the wind, turning around just in time. His wrist shook violently, his long sleeves in the blue shirt were like clouds, and a silver sword light broke through the air and pressed down hard.

The man was in mid-air and before he could take action, Chen Yu was suppressed by Lin Yun's sword.

Chen Yu's face was slightly dark, and he twisted his fingers and painted the purple folding fan with the spiritual pattern. It was shining with a little lightning, and it spread like a painting, trying to block the sword.

But obviously, he was thinking a little too much.

Lin Yun looked cold. His sword was like the cold wind that burst out in autumn, blowing yellow fallen leaves, blowing all the autumn colors, only the coldness remained like the boundless white snow.

Rush!

While breathing, the cold sword force fell continuously towards Chen Yu.

Chen Yu, who was full of sword intent like white snow, gritted his teeth and waved the folding fan in his hand, retreating wildly.

After he stepped back ten steps, the sword in Lin Yun's hand suddenly increased its force and directly slashed it out.

boom!

But at this moment, the venue suddenly trembled violently. It was Luo Shen, the vicious swordsman with a giant sword on his back, who was about to take action.

His sword hit the ground like a mountain.

Many people saw this scene and their faces changed involuntarily. This person's sword technique was quite strange. As long as they couldn't catch his first sword, they would definitely lose. Mu Xue from the Tian Jian Sect was defeated so miserably.

Seeing that he was about to hold the exaggerated giant sword, Lin Yun suddenly turned around.

call out!

The man followed the sword and turned into a silver light. In the blink of an eye, he came to Luo Shen's presence.

"Good come!"

Luo Shen's eyes showed a strong murderous intent, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Click!

But before the smile solidified, blood was splashing, and the Burial Flower Sword was like a pool of autumn water, and it cut off its right arm.

No one saw how Lin Yun made the sword clearly, but only knew that when Luo Shen's arm was about to hold the giant ship in front of him, he flew out with a silver light.

In the severe pain, Luo Shen let out a heart-wrenching scream, but he was a cruel person after all.

The fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the remaining left hand stretched out towards the giant sword inserted in front of him like lightning.

Click!

But Lin Yun's sword did not give him the chance to hold the hilt, and drew a ruthless sword light and slashed his left arm away.

Click!
Chapter completed!