The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 301: One punch is enough

Chapter Three Hundred and One

"Sister, Brother Zhong seems to be performing Dragon Tiger Fist... Is he related to Lin Yun?"

Lin Yan looked at the soaring momentum of Lin Yun's body, a ray of confusion flashed in his eyes, a little confused. Tianlai Novel.』2

Lin Qiushan smiled bitterly: "Brother Zhong, look at the outer door, besides Lin Yun, who else can be proficient in Dragon Tiger Boxing and Seven Profound Steps at the same time? Zhong Yunxiao is Lin Yun, Lin Yun is Zhong Yunxiao!" /

He is Lin Yun...

Lin Yan's eyes flashed with astonishment. It turned out that the person she admired had been with her for so long.

Thinking of myself, the sarcasm and ridicule I had made towards Lin Yun along the way, my expression couldn't help but become complicated.

What can I do, Brother Zhong is Lin Yun...

Compared with Lin Yan's entanglement, the feelings of outsiders can only be described by the word shock.

Buried in Jianfeng, the Junzi League sent people around to search for Lin Yun's whereabouts. He even promised a lot of money and issued a wanted order, as long as Lin Yun dared to show up in the top ten, he would join forces to kill him.

I thought that he would keep a low profile, and that he would not show up in the first round.

But who knows, put on a mask, he deceived everyone, and even grabbed the first name of Sword Emperor Grass.

What's more surprising is that he has never used martial arts from beginning to end. How confident is this?

He has a dragon and tiger fist, which is powerful and powerful. If he shows his feet a little, he must not reveal his identity immediately.

Now, it is a living example.

"It's incredible...Zhong Yunxiao is Lin Yun."

"I have never seen such a bold person. At the risk of strangling the top ten, he still snatched the Sword Emperor Grass abruptly."

"No wonder he was so arrogant before. If it were Lin Yun, everything would make sense. The thief's blood peak was cut by him, so how would he care about these inner disciples..."

"I have watched some of them here, Lin Yun is going to be serious."

There is no doubt that the next battle will be very exciting. Everyone wants to know how strong Lin Yun will be after he has no scruples.

Allied battles became full of variables in an instant.

On the battlefield, as Lin Yun walked step by step, the momentum on his body was advancing violently, reaching an incredible level.

Muling's expression finally changed. In front of Lin Yun's pressure, he actually felt a great deal of pressure.

"Pretend to be gods and tricks, what if you don't use martial arts, I use martial arts, I still make you kneel, furiously fist!"

Can't wait any longer, Mu Ling gave a cold shout, flashed his figure, and slammed in front of Lin Yun.

The two fists roared like thunder and lightning, bursting out again and again, and blasted towards Lin Yun again.

Before, he relied on the profound cultivation of the spirit level technique, and a pair of thunder and lightning fists caught Lin Yun by surprise.

Now I have to repeat the old tricks again, and the gloomy sky seems to become more depressing between the fist swings.

Still coming?

The same trick, I want to be in front of him, but I want to do it again in front of him.

Lin Yun couldn't help but sneered at the corner of his mouth, but he was caught off guard by a sneak attack. He was really inferior to him.

Forget it, let me show you what a real boxing technique is.

Looking at the murdered Muling, Lin Yun didn't panic, with his hands between Xumi, forming a shining diamond seal.

The violent aura spewed out in an instant, and both hands slammed forward.

Boom!

Lin Yun's blood is like the flesh of the sea, like a roaring volcano, bursting out lava that changes the color of the world.

Boom bang bang!

Lin Yun clenched his fists tightly as he was surging from the diamond seal. Meeting Mu Leng's furious thunder fist, they fisted to the flesh, and they tried hard. The two played fast, each fist blasted, and the ground was trembling violently.

But with each pair of punches, Muling took a step back, and a muffled sound came from his body at the same time.

After ten punches, the fury in Mu Ling's eyes turned into panic, his face pale. He felt that the Lin Yun he was facing was like an ancient savage beast, full of eloquent, endless power.

The most terrible thing is that every punch of the opponent contains incomparable sword strength. The unparalleled sword strength, with its body, looted wildly.

"I don't believe it, I can't suppress you!"

Mu Leng is crazy, his eyes are bloodshot, and his true essence is turned to the extreme by him.

Under such madness, even the powerful Furious Thunder Fist seemed to become stronger again in a short moment.

Compared to Mu Ling's madness, Lin Yun was extremely calm, a set of Dragon Tiger Fist was handed over to Xingyun Liushui Station. The horse travels freely, freely, without a trace, with the eightfold purple kite sword art, the reckless sword intent, like a dragon like a tiger, easily suppresses the opponent.

The power of the fist is like a mountain whistling a tsunami, full of domineering arrogance, transforming a dragon, then the clouds will rise in the sky, the sword will rush into the sky; when the tiger is transformed, the mountains and rivers will be shocked!

Puff!

After another ten punches, Muling's repressed injury could no longer be held back. Spit out a big mouth of blood, and the whole person floated out like a broken kite.

"Impossible! How can your true essence be stronger than mine..."

Mu Ling fell to the ground, clutching his chest, a few more mouthfuls of blood came out as he spoke.

There is a big difference between the spirit-level technique and the mysterious-level technique, which is completely different. But Lin Yun's true essence was profound and dignified, and after using his martial arts, his power was fully revealed.

Lin Yun was disdainful in his heart. The Purple Kite Sword Art is not as good as your spirit level technique, which is really a joke.

Unless you can cultivate the spirit level technique to the realm of Great Perfection, or the cultivation level is one realm higher than Lin Yun, you can barely compare with his eighth purple kite sword art.

Otherwise, in front of the eighth-level Ziyuan Sword Art, it would not be enough.

"Brother Mu!"

The three of his companions were dumbfounded on the spot, and before they could react, Muling was defeated.

"Set up the formation, hurry up, don't fight with him, as long as three sword formations can kill him!"

A cold light flashed in Mu Ling's eyes and said anxiously.

"Kill!"

The three of them looked at each other, their sword intent condensed, and the long sword was unsheathed again. The clear sword sound echoed in the air once again, with the sound of flowing water hitting the stone, the Sanjue sword array launched a continuous offensive, dazzling and dizzy.

It's a pity...

This time Lin Yun didn't have the thought of enlightenment by this. If these three people can cultivate the sword formation to great success, he will be somewhat hesitant.

As for now?

It's all flaws, and I dare to be ashamed in front of him, and want to defeat him, it is undoubtedly idiotic.

"Aren't you out of the sword? Lin Yun, I think you are impatient!"

Seeing that Lin Yun hadn't released his sword, lying on Mu Ling struggling, his eyes flashed viciously. I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is great, arrogant, and it will pay the price eventually.

"Is it really impossible to make a sword?"

Lin Qiushan and the others, the doubts flashed in their eyes, they knew. At the beginning, Lin Yun relied on a master sword to cut the fallen leaves and Liuyun, and became famous in a battle.

If you sacrifice the Overlord Sword, it will definitely fight against the Sanjue Sword Array.

Lin Yun's expression is calm, the handsome face under the mask, without a trace of excitement and tension, deep inside, there is no fluctuation.

When he decided to use martial arts and got serious, the battle was actually over.

In one thought, the victory or defeat has already been determined.

Faced with this flawed three sword array, why draw a sword, one punch is enough.

Lin Yun gave a soft drink in his heart, and slowly raised his right hand. The sword intent, the true essence, and the power of the dragon elephant were all mixed together, chaotic and hazy, and condensed into the ink-like viscous atmosphere, which permeated him. From a distance, it was like a cloud of magic mist covering him, mysterious and unpredictable, with monstrous and fierce might.

"This is?"

Everyone was puzzled and didn't know which play Lin Yun was singing.

The finishing touch!

As soon as the Three Jue Sword Array was suppressed, Lin Yun punched it out. The hazy chaos is like the magical energy of ink and wash, and the clouds and fog are suddenly enlightened. A picture scroll unfolds leisurely, a real dragon soars, rushing out with the power of fists.

Boom!

The seemingly endless sword energy of the Sanjue Sword Array fell apart on the spot, and under the power of this fist, the reckless sword power disappeared.

When the fist was over, the three of them were ragged and scarred all over. All knelt to the ground.

The blood in his mouth kept overflowing, and the look at Lin Yun was full of horror. This punch was completely incomprehensible, and the light of the punch was like autumn wind, sweeping away the trio's proud Sanjue Sword Art like fallen leaves.

With a fluttering punch, this prestigious Sanjue Sword Formation was wiped out, and everyone including Muling was stupid.

"The finishing touch?"

Gu Yunfei, kneeling on the ground, looked shocked. This punch was clearly the finishing touch in the Dragon Tiger punch, but it made him feel completely different.

In the hands of Lin Yun, what was displayed was another style, amidst the majestic atmosphere, there was the elegance of idle clouds and wild cranes.

"Brother Chen, Brother Gu, get up."

Lin Yun stood up with his fists, looked at the two people who were still kneeling on the ground and said, the others woke up like a dream and quickly stood up.

Mu Ling and the others panicked, looking at the outer disciples who had gathered, they frightened Liushen Wuzhu.

At present, this group of people has no power to fight, and any one can easily be overwhelmed.

Think about the fact that half an hour ago, these people were arrogant and domineering, like a mountain weighing on everyone's heart, and all of them seemed embarrassed.

Chen Ling stepped forward, kicked a few people fiercely, and said in a deep voice, "Zhong...Junior Brother Lin, what should I do with these people."

"Take your storage bag first."

Lin Yun said softly.

Several people hurriedly thanked them, and retrieved their stolen storage bags from the three of them.

"Brother Lin, let us go... If we meet in the second round of the competition, I am sure that only Brother Lin will be the one!"

Muling watched as more and more disciples from the outer sect gathered together, and recalled the Kyōyan he had said before, and couldn't help complaining again and again.

"Hey, the dog still wants to participate in the alliance battle, but also wants to be beautiful. Brother, leave these people to me, I just thought about what to do with them..."

Li Wuyou chuckled, eyes flashed slyly, Muling and the others shuddered, and they panicked inexplicably.

"That is to be handed over to you."

"Haole."

Li Wuyou smiled heartlessly, drove a few people to the entrance, and started to do it unceremoniously.

"Brother Zhong, you fooled us so badly..."

Lin Qiushan and a group of people walked over and looked at Lin Yun, who had been with each other day and night, and the expressions in his eyes were shocked.

"It's too much, please don't mind Miss Lin."

"In fact, I should have thought of it, Zhong Yunxiao...a thousand-year-old bell, Fengming Yunxiao; said it was a pseudonym, in fact Brother Lin has already told us your identity."

Lin Qiushan blinked and said with a smile.

Everyone suddenly understood, it turned out that it meant this, and I said it several times in my heart, and it was true.

A strange light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he couldn't deny: "Miss Lin, she is really smart."

"You praise me or hurt me, I just realized it later, my identity has been exposed, you don't intend to let us see your true face?"

Lin Qiushan looked at the grimace mask and laughed lightly.

Indeed, there is no need to wear this grimace mask. Lin Yun stretched out his hand and took off the mask.

Suddenly, a handsome face with clear water chestnut angles and full of determination appeared in front of everyone. The deep eyes, after taking off the mask, made people even more amazed, not daring to look directly at the bright light in the eyes.

Lin Yan, who was hiding behind Lin Qiushan, couldn't help holding out his little head and glanced at him secretly, his face blushing suddenly.

"Brother~IndoMTL.com~I'm done, you have a look."

At this moment, Li Wuyou's heartless voice rang, and everyone looked back.

The five Mu Lings were all stripped naked by Li Wuyou, and they were smoothly tied to the two stone sculptures at the entrance of the Jian Tomb, unable to move.

Seeing a few people, with expressions that are more uncomfortable than killing them, everyone can't help laughing.

Li Wuyou laughed and said: "Do these people look down on us because of their disciples in the inner sect? Then let those who enter the sword tomb in the back have a good understanding of the demeanor of the inner sect disciple." /

"Hahaha, Brother Li, absolutely nothing."

"Yes, I think it's great. Don't these guys like to **** sword Yundan, let's see how they **** it!"

Think about what these people did before, and their eyes fell like this. It was entirely self-inflicted, and everyone burst into laughter, only feeling extremely happy in their hearts.

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