The sword light containing the psychic sword intent burst out, and the dazzling brilliance shocked the audience.

In an instant, there was no sound except for the sound of breathing in the terrifying silence in the spectator seat. From the judges of the Holy Alliance to the disciples of the sect, everyone could not believe that they saw this scene in front of them.

When everyone woke up, there was a loud noise.

"My God! This is true, psychic sword intent!"

"The difference between half-step psychic and psychic sword intent is only half a step, but this half-step is more difficult than reaching the sky, and once it has passed, it is completely different. This kind of gap is more terrifying than half-step celestial soul to celestial soul. more..."

"No, there is no comparison between the two. Heavenly Soul experts are extremely rare, and there are only two or three people in the entire Xuanhuang Realm who can master the psychic sword intent. No one has mastered the psychic sword intent without entering the sky."

"It's too exaggerated, it's incredible, Lin Yun actually mastered the psychic sword intent. It's no wonder that he is so calm in the face of Yu Haotian, who is in the Heavenly Soul Realm. He does have this capital. For thousands of years, he should have been in the feast of dragons. , the first evildoer to bloom with psychic sword intent."

Everyone was shocked and unbelievable. There were no words to describe the shock in their hearts.

"His kendo talent is terrible."

Nangong Wanyu's eyes were lost, and he was horrified to find that he only glanced at Lin Yun from a distance. The Frost Sword Intent in the body, there is a faint color of fear, and it is completely afraid to compete with it.

The psychic sword intent is too exaggerated.

As for Fang Hanluo, this wizard who mastered the half-step psychic sword intent was completely dumbfounded.

If it is a formal fight, as long as the opponent shows a little bit of psychic sword intent, I am afraid that it will be defeated in an instant with three moves.

The advantage of psychic sword intent for swordsmen is too obvious, and it also has extremely terrifying pressure on other evildoers. This is Lin Yun's real confidence.

"It's really hard to say now, Yu Haotian is terrifying enough by itself. After being promoted to Heavenly Soul, he was supposed to be invincible in the feast of dragons. But it's hard to say, hard to say, to meet Lin Yun who has mastered the psychic sword intent. …”

"I'm afraid it won't be easy for Lin Yun to win. The gap between Heavenly Soul and Half-step Heavenly Soul is quite obvious."

"It depends on how far he has mastered the psychic sword intent. This feast of dragons is really interesting. It's almost the last moment, and the suspense is still there."

Many judges in the Holy Alliance whispered and looked extremely solemn.

When the psychic sword intent was released, Lin Yun immediately felt a lot more relaxed, and his blood was boiling. Since the feast of dragons, he has not fought with all his strength, and has been hiding his trump card, not daring or even deliberately suppressing his strength.

It's like an ordinary person tying a sandbag and fighting against others. It's extremely uncomfortable without saying anything.

Now that he can finally fight to the fullest, how can he not be excited.

Under the blessing of the psychic sword intent, Lin Yun's aura was so sharp that it was extremely terrifying, and the sword intent filled the air, piercing the void. The coercion of the oncoming celestial soul, before it got close, was pierced by the sword's edge, and in the void, you could even hear the sound of incomparable cracking.

"Spiritual Sword Intent!"

Yu Haotian's expression of surprise flashed obviously, his face was a little ugly, obviously he was wrong, and then he said coldly with a gloomy face: "What about the psychic sword intent, you don't know at all, the tyrant in the realm of heavenly soul. How terrifying is the fist!"

Lin Yun said lightly, "Let's fight."

Talking too much is useless, only one word, war!

The two fought each other in an instant.

"Heaven and earth domineering art, fists dominate mountains and rivers!"

Yu Haotian took the lead and used the Heaven and Earth Domineering Art to perform the second style of Tyrant Fist. The fist burst, and the terrifying fist power instantly blasted the air in front of him.

Boom!

The world trembled violently under the light of the fist, Yu Haotian was domineering and arrogant, his body was not burly, but his aura reached the sky and the earth. The five fingers clenched the fists that burst out, as if standing on the top of the ten thousand zhang mountain, condescending, wrapped in the unparalleled power of heaven.

"You are still a joke in front of me!"

A terrifying fist burst through the air, Yu Haotian looked hideous and extremely arrogant.

Lin Yun's thoughts were like electricity, and he made a decision in an instant. Ba Jian suffered too much in front of Yu Haotian, who possessed the domineering art of heaven and earth.

"Where does the flower come from!"

In an instant, a cold edge bloomed in his pupils, and a flower bloomed in the majestic sword intent in the depths of his eyes, which was a rose.

The person flickered in the air, but the burial flower in his hand condensed into a beautiful rose flower at the tip of the sword in an instant. When the rose blooms, everything in the world seems to lose its luster and pale.

boom!

The thundering sword light and the majestic fist collided together, and the entire Shenglong Platform was shaking violently, the ground cracked, and the gravel flew into the air, under the intersection of the momentum of the two.

Countless pieces of gravel and dust seemed to be frozen in silence.

boom!

The next moment, the void erupted like a volcano, instantly boiling, and then sweeping across all directions, bursting instantly.

Lin Yun's toes were connected in the void, his blue shirt danced, and people flew for hundreds of meters like fallen leaves.

"What a terrifying real yuan."

Lin Yun's complexion was slightly condensed, and Yu Haotian, who was promoted to Heavenly Soul, seemed to have undergone some kind of qualitative change in his true essence. Although none of his souls have been opened, the benefits brought to him by such a qualitative change of true essence are still too obvious.

Tyrant Boxing is a very high-level martial skill, and it is difficult to use the full power of half-step Celestial Soul, but when it reaches the realm of Celestial Soul, it releases all the suppressed power. What's more, there is also the urging of the Heaven and Earth Domineering Art. With a punch, the whole world seems to be moving.

Fortunately, I didn't use the bully sword.

Bajian, which has the same purpose, will definitely be suppressed quite powerfully in front of the full version of Baquan.

But even so, Lin Yun was still blown away by a hundred meters, and all the roses from the tip of the sword were shattered.

But the good show has just begun. In terms of grade, the Dust Light Sword Technique is better than the Ba Jian, which was left by the Southern Emperor of the Tsing Yi Man.

"interesting."

Yu Haotian's mouth twitched into a sneer, his eyes surging with brilliance, flashing with unparalleled royal power, and said solemnly: "There is still a swordsmanship, but no matter how many cards you have, absolute strength and speed are useless. In front of you, everything is false!"

The voice fell, almost teleporting, and Yu Haotian appeared in front of Lin Yun. Every pore on his body exuded purple light, and his body seemed to be covered with a layer of holy light. When he raised his hand, he punched Lin Yun's heart.

So fast!

Everyone was shocked. To the naked eye, Yu Haotian seemed to be bathed in moonlight. He stepped out and came to Lin Yun without any warning.

where do i come from!

He is faster, and Lin Yun is faster.

The moment the fist banged, it disappeared like smoke. Between the heavens and the earth, there is not the slightest breath, and the connection between the Spirit Sword Intent and the Canglong Sword Power has completely disappeared, as if there is no such person as Lin Yun. Only the rose flower that was shattered before turned into a majestic storm.

The petals in the storm, between the collisions, burst into the sky with sword light.

Between the vertical and horizontal, the sword light tore through the sea of ​​​​clouds, and there are stars blooming and falling dazzling starlight, it is the vision that only the psychic sword will have, the stars fall for nine days.

In just a split second, the plan was blasted out the day after tomorrow, the sword light collided with the holy light on his body, and the tinkling rang non-stop.

The empty landscape is long, Konoha Feng Xiaoxiao!

Before Yu Haotian fell to the ground, the breeze blew, and the sword light reappeared. This sword, from big to small, some static to dynamic, first the rivers circled the lonely mountain, and then the leaves followed the wind, and the boundless sword force rolled down.

Bang bang bang!

Yu Haotian's complexion changed slightly, Ba Fist blasted out continuously, but he was still shocked and kept retreating while walking.

This sword force is too vast, and its artistic conception is even more incredible, and no flaws can be seen at all.

The flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the rain is as fine as sorrow!

There is nothing in the world, give you a white horse's hoof!

The sword stance turned again, and the reckless sword light was like scattered petals, dancing and flying, accompanied by the slightest drizzle, smart and elegant. Raindrops fell on the sword body, making a crisp sound, and Yu Haotian was stabbed dozens of times in the blink of an eye.

Rao is that his true essence is still strong, and he has not been really hurt, but he still looks very embarrassed.

The four sides were silent, and the elders and disciples of the major sects in the spectator seats were completely stunned. They have never seen such a swordsmanship, unrestrained, without a trace, the stars fall in the sky, the clouds and water flow, like a dream.

For a while, he completely forgot his words, immersed in it, unable to speak.

It's really hard to understand, I just feel dry, and I can't explain what I want to say.

"It's endless, Tyrant Boxing, the world is not benevolent!"

Yu Haotian was furious, locking in Lin Yun's moment, ignoring the falling sword glow, and directly bombarded the past.

This fist blasted out, the sky and the earth roared, and the terrifying air wave shattered the sword light of many wastes in the sky. The majestic purple fist struck, and even the air was bent, as if nothing could not be shattered.

"Good come!"

A cold light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and his figure emerged from the boundless sword stance in mid-air.

I am from heaven!

Flowers start from the palm of your hand!

The majestic sword swayed in all directions, Lin Yun landed with a bang, flipped his hand, and the burial foil went directly to the ground in front of him. He opened his right palm with his backhand, and a flower bud appeared in his palm, and the flower bud gradually opened along with Lin Yun's slowly rising upper arm.

The terrifying psychic sword intent, accompanied by the blooming roses, continued to skyrocket on Lin Yun, and the stabbed person couldn't open his eyes.

Boom!

Under this sword intent, this side of heaven and earth trembled violently, and the sword light on Lin Yun's body was dazzling and kept shining. Yu Haotian, who rushed over, clearly flashed a thick shock of shock in his eyes, but he still charged fiercely with a grim expression on his face.

"In one thought, all the dust will be born, and the light will break through the mountains and rivers!"

Lin Yun shouted wildly, and the flower in his palm burst into a ray of light, shining like a bright sun rising from the sky.

This light instantly reached its limit, and at the moment Yu Haotian's fist was about to strike, it exploded.

terrible!

What a dazzling light this is! The countless leaders in the spectator seats sucked in a breath of cold air at the same time, and even the eyes of the elders were sluggish, and it was completely impossible to imagine that this was a fight between two young people.