Chapter 463

Snapped!

The boy's deafening roar resounded throughout the audience, like a slap in the face like a thunderbolt, and slapped the face of Xuan Tianzong's true son Yunzhen fiercely.

Yunzhen, come on!

The five words that contain sword intent are like thunder, echoing incessantly, making people's hearts tremble and shocking.

Yunzhen, who are you?

He is the son of the same name as Liu Sheng. He is the leader of this year's Dragon Gate Competition and is most qualified to compete with Qin Yu for the top spot.

He swept all the way, made a strong promotion, stepped on the dragon and tiger, and left a splendid name. High above, people look up to, no one has ever dared to scold him like this.

Especially these words came from Lin Yun's mouth.

Since the beginning of the Dragon Gate Competition, the young man seldom showed his edge, and only declared his existence with the sword in his hand.

Who would have thought?

This handsome, handsome, cold-looking boy has such a arrogant side.

In the VIP seat, Yun Zhen's face turned black on the spot, and the elders and disciples of Xuan Tian Sect were shaking with anger and burning with anger.

A good sword slave, a mortal person, dare to be so mad.

If you don't come to beg for mercy obediently, you'll be uttering nonsense!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yun Zhen laughed in anger, stood up suddenly, his cold eyes burst with cold light, and said solemnly: "In the Great Qin Empire, I have never dared to be so rude to me, you are the first and will be the last. Frivolous? In today's battle, I want you to kneel down and beg me to kill you!"

He gritted his teeth and said word by word.

The killing intent that permeated the whole body surged out, and the entire Longmen Square was filled with an icy chill.

"It's so cold!"

"This killing intent... Yun is really really angry. It's scary. People in Buddhism can be merciful at will, but they can kill their loose cultivators and evil cultivators without mercy. This killing intent, I don't know how many loose cultivators have been killed. Cultivation can be condensed.”

"Lin Yun is miserable this time. He dares to be so arrogant in two battles. Wouldn't it be good to just admit defeat, could it be that he still thinks he can really create miracles?"

"Dream...let's see how he ends up. Listening to this Yunzhen tone, I'm ready to torture him."

There was a lot of discussion in the four parties, and during the conversation, no one was optimistic that Lin Yun could defeat Young Master Yun Zhen.

As for the road to hell? In their opinion, it was no different from a joke, but Lin Yun was just trying to be brave.

Yun Zhen, who was full of murderous intent, landed heavily on the battle platform of the king, looked at the other party coldly, and pondered: "Want to climb out of hell? Today I tell you, I will make you regret standing in front of me, I regret the insult to me just now!"

Lin Yun's expression was stern, and he didn't say a word. He just buried the flower in his hand and waved to the other side.

The burial flowers dripping with blood, under the clanging of sword intent, are even more cold and eye-catching, like flowers scattered in the autumn water.

"The third battle of the road to hell, the burial of the playboy, against the true son of Yunzhen!"

After the referee finished speaking, he quietly retreated.

Bang!

As soon as the old man's voice fell, Yun Zhen stepped out one step at a time, and stepped out of the surging Buddha's might. Compared with the previous fight against Bai Lixuan, Yun Zhen's Fowei at the moment has a sense of killing, which brings a stronger sense of oppression to Ran.

Under the glory of the Buddha, the meaning of killing, inquiring into people's hearts, hits people's hearts.

It seemed that Lin Yun in front of him was not a human being, but a demon who harmed the world.

He Yunzhen is the real King Kong who walks the path for heaven and saves demons.

As he approached step by step, Fowei mixed with slaughter, pounced on Lin Yun, becoming more and more terrifying, just like reality.

Under the terrifying pressure, Lin Yun's face showed a smile that was not a smile, and looked at the other side lightly.

Seeing this scene, Yun Zhen sneered again and again, and he didn't even know when he was about to die. I'll see if you can laugh later.

"kill!"

Yun Zhen showed a hideous smile on his face, and in the roar of angry shouts, the power of dragons and tigers erupted, and the whole body was shrouded in Buddha light.

He made a seal with one hand, pushed forward violently, and crushed Lin Yun ruthlessly.

"Diamond Seal!"

The dazzling Vajra seal turned into a lotus pedestal, with the angry eyes of the vajra on the lotus pedestal.

Seeing, the Vajra Seal is about to fall completely.

Lin Yun remained motionless, allowing the terrifying Vajra Seal to be suppressed.

"What is this guy doing?"

"Waiting to die?"

In the hearts of everyone, countless doubts suddenly appeared.

But at this moment, Lin Yun made a move that no one could have imagined.

Click!

Then Lin Yun stabbed the ground fiercely, and the scabbard forcibly entered the battle of the king. In an instant, the sound of dragons and tigers roared from the boy.

Between raising his legs, he stepped out.

Dragon Tiger Fist, Immortal Vajra Seal!

The sword intent buzzing all over his body, Lin Yun formed a seal with his hands, and when the lotus platform was about to fall, he pushed his hands out violently.

In an instant!

The golden light skyrocketed, and the energy like a volcanic eruption surged out with this seal.

Bang!

Two completely different Vajra Seals collided in the air, making a loud noise and bursting apart instantly.

The aftermath was turbulent, and the young man dressed in a green shirt made a sound of hunting.

"hateful!"

Seeing this scene, Yun Zhen's face suddenly turned black, and this kid actually put away the sword.

"court death!"

Immediately burning with anger, he stepped out in one step, and the entire battlefield trembled violently, shouting wildly: "Dragon Tiger Fist, break the void seal!"

The Buddha's power all over his body condensed into a huge Buddha's hand, and as the handprint fell, it seemed to hold the world in the palm of his hand.

When the Buddha's palm fell, Yun Zhen shot at the same time, and under the blessing of the broken air seal, he performed the dragon, flying and tiger jumping.

Dragon Tiger Fist, breaking the void seal!

Seeing is emptiness, seeing emptiness is not emptiness, but mind is emptiness. The so-called breaking the sky is to break the fierce tiger and true dragon in the heart, and break the falsehood in the heart.

Break the void seal, break the power in my heart.

Long Fei, Tiger Leap!

Also under the blessing of Pokong Yin, Long Feihu Jump was displayed by Lin Yun, but there was no Buddha power in his fist, only sword. A loud voice of fear like a river breaking.

The two figures were in midair, their right hands clenched into fists and slammed into each other.

In the huge king's battle platform, under the impact of these fists, it exploded on the spot, and countless dust and rocks floated up.

An even more astonishing scene appeared. The dust and gravel in the air were washed away by the aftermath, and there was a brief stagnation in the air.

To outsiders, the passage of time seems to be slowing down.

break!

The two of them shouted again, and their left fists, which were ready to go, burst into the air.

The huge Buddha's hand behind Yun Zhen suddenly clenched into a fist, condensing a surging and astonishing endless Buddha's might, and slammed it fiercely.

Behind Lin Yun, there is a phantom of a ferocious tiger condensed with sword intent, which dominates the world, crosses mountains and rivers, and traverses.

boom! boom! boom!

Suddenly, the wind and clouds changed color, and countless dust and gravel in the air were all annihilated.

When the two of them retreated, the king's battle platform was washed away countless times like a violent storm, clean and pure.

blocked!

Everyone in the audience exclaimed, but Lin Yun actually blocked it. With his dragon and tiger fist, he completely blocked Yun Zhen's offensive.

"This Lin Yun, are you really not ready to draw a sword?"

"It's too crazy."

"It's no wonder that you dare to ask Yun Zhen to come up. You really come prepared. If you really lose the opponent without a sword, this Yun Zhen's face will be lost."

People who didn't pay much attention to this battle at first, and felt that Lin Yun would lose, suddenly became excited.

The elders and disciples of the Xuantian Sect were suddenly uneasy and nervous.

"The Demon Seal!"

Yun Zhen was furious, stepped out one step, and rose into the air. In the air, a dragon and a tiger roared violently, and two ferocious phantoms, a dragon and a tiger, were trampled under his feet.

Step on the dragon and tiger!

When the vision was born, Yun Zhen's body contained the slaughtering Buddha's power, and it soared.

This seal made the whole sky shrouded in the rolling Buddha's might, stepping on dragons and tigers, falling from the sky.

The Buddha's might in the sky, along with the fall of the Demon-suppressing Seal, condensed into an ancient "swastika" character, which was endlessly alive and fell down.

However, in an instant, this swastika mark was as majestic as a mountain.

Before it fell, the coercive and condensed wind made Lin Yun's cheeks tremble as he retreated step by step.

"How does it taste?"

Seeing Lin Yun being forced to retreat, Yun Zhen said with a wicked smile: "This Demon Seal, without the Buddhist background, will definitely not be able to exert its full power. Compared with the Vajra Seal and the Po Kong Seal, I don't know how scary it is, boy, Do you know how awesome it is?"

Momenter flashed in his eyes, and he was suppressed by the Demon Seal in mid-air, thinking that Lin Yun was under the blow.

Dare to meet with dragon and tiger boxing, there is only one dead end.

Lin Yun's expression didn't change, but the real essence in his body was agitating endlessly, and the madness surged like a river.

Rumbling, loud noises, seventy-two purple irises in the dantian, one by one, quietly blooming.

When all seventy-two purple irises bloomed, Lin Yun's eyes flashed.

I have a sword, which has been through life and death, and has been tempered a thousand times. Like the rising sun, like the great sun, like a raging flame, like my heart, fearless in life and death.

In the face of this majestic mountain-like demon-subduing seal, Lin Yun's heart surged with enthusiasm, fearless, and burst into the air.

Make a print. With his own reckless sword power, he sacrificed this seal of subduing demons.

The golden light behind him, endless sword intent, condensed into a radiant long sword.

I am not a Buddha, but I have a sword, I am not afraid of demons, I use my sword to subdue demons and destroy demons!

The sword is out, and the demon is printed.

In the eyes of everyone, Lin Yun threw a punch, and the radiant Demon Demon Sword behind him rushed into the sky.

Ka Ka Ka!

The mountain-like demon-subduing seal in mid-air was broken inch by inch, disintegrating, and was completely pierced by this sword.

Seal of the Heavens!

Before it was over, Lin Yun suddenly rushed out of thirty-six lightsabers behind him, propping up a fan-shaped sky, allowing his boundless sword intent to disperse all the light of the sky.

The power of the dragon and tiger all over his body has reached an unprecedented peak.

Like a sword, like a Buddha.

Bang!

The young man who came from the sky was merciless and punched Yun Zhen's chest. Yun Zhen was covered in Buddha's might, exploded on the spot, spat out blood, and was violently shocked and flew out.

Without waiting for the other party to get up, Lin Yun's stern face flashed a strong killing intent.

rub! rub! rub!

Under the battle between the two, the battle platform of the king, which has been riddled with holes, is like a tiger. Run away. Every time he took a step, the battle platform of the king seemed to tremble under his feet, bang bang bang, as he ran all the way, rolling up the dust in the sky.

Yun Zhen, who was struggling to get up just now, didn't have time to stand up and punched him in the face.

The fist is like a sword, and the sword is like a fist.

Bang!

Like a fist, like a sword light, it is still a fierce tiger galloping on this king's battle platform. The bridge of Yunzhen's nose was broken on the spot, the blood on his face was blurred, and he flew out again like a sandbag.

"That's all you can do? Young Master Yunzhen, you shouldn't be so weak, right?"

The young man stood with his fists closed, and where he stood, the funeral flower was planted on the ground, watching the other side staggeringly get up, and said coldly. Today, he who has gone through the heart demon from the sword burial picture and emerged from the cocoon has long been different from what he used to be!