The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 452: Sword name burial flower
Chapter 452
Feeling the fighting spirit on Lin Yun's body, Young Master Yan Xin raised his mouth slightly and sneered: "I'm really confident, so I'm not afraid of death?"
"The next move is the boxing method I created three years ago. Three years ago, it was not mature and has not been shown. Three years later, I originally planned to use this punch after I met Qin Yu. Yes, let’s see."
"This punch is called Swallowing Stars."
Young Master Yanxin spoke in the air, his right fist and five fingers were tightly clenched together, and the wild and protective breath in him suddenly rose again.
As soon as his five fingers were completely clenched, the entire sky was completely darkened, as if it had swallowed the light of the stars.
In the darkness, only Young Master Yanxin's clenched right fist exudes a scarlet and violent light.
A terrifying power that shattered the sky was crazily condensed from that fist. The scarlet light seemed to creep like life, terrifying.
Perceiving this terrifying breath, all spectators on the Longmen Square were shocked.
Even the many powerful Zifu mans on the VIP table, at this moment, their hearts sank inexplicably. It seems that even these elders of the Purple Mansion did not dare to take this punch.
"Horrible..."
"Has a punch been brewed for three years?"
The expressions of everyone in the Lingxiao sword pavilion are extremely solemn, and Xin Yan's eyes are full of worry.
"Hmph, Yan Xin used this punch to kill a Zifu San Xiu. I don't believe it, this sword slave can stop it!"
Wen Yanbo looked indifferent and ferocious, and his eyes showed excitement.
It seems to have seen that Lin Yun was bombarded into meatloaf under this punch.
Shuiyue Gongzi and the others, who have obtained the qualifications of the quarterfinals, frowned slightly, this punch was indeed a bit scary. Young Master Yanxin, in the past three years, I am afraid that most of his energy has been spent on his own punch.
The terrifying power is constantly brewing, and along with the fall of the WIA, Lin Yun feels a pressure that he has never had before.
But his heart, his sword, and his people, under this radiant pressure, they didn't feel nervous or hurried at all.
In his eyes, the intent of war was overwhelming and surging. He was infinitely close to the complete innate sword intent, and he trembled crazily at this moment. In the gloom, waves of sword intent burst through the clouds, moving forward, making the people tremble.
With the flickering light of the funeral flower sword, it became more and more bright, and finally emitted a light of oneself in this endless gloom.
In the darkness, there is no longer only that scarlet light.
Xiang Jian's Heart, forever!
"Water Moon Swordsmanship, to the yin to cause cold, the highest to arrogant..."
"Tenth Sword, Heaven Broken Cloud!"
This punch is also worthy of my tenth sword of Shuiyue Swordsmanship. Lin Yun's eyes flashed brightly, and the Shuiyue sword that had already climbed to its peak, slammed out in anger.
The ground suddenly exploded amidst the loud noises of the sky, and the majestic and domineering Shuiyue sword force condensed a tornado, engulfing the rugged gravel in the ruins, and burst into violence.
The dark sky, under this madness, seemed to be torn apart. The horrible sword intent poured out, the visions continued, and the lightning pierced the sky, and the handsome face of the young Qingjun was shining into eternity under this flash of lightning.
This sword broke the sky, broke the sky, and broke the cloud. There is only one sword, like the moon.
At the same time, the scarlet fist that was about to swallow the stars burst out with blood-colored rays of light, and exploded from the fist.
In an instant, two terrifying ultimate moves that shocked the world, enough to kill the Purple Mansion, collided in the air in the ruins of the battle platform.
The moment they collided, the world shook violently amid the rumbling noise. In the center of Longmen Square, except for the king's battle platform, the other seven battle platforms trembled violently, and faintly burst into cracks.
When two terrible auras are all going to cross each other, it just breaks out completely. The true essence was agitated, the vision was shattered, and the terrifying aftermath seemed to be real, sweeping in all directions at a shocking speed.
"Oops!"
The referee who had already dodged aside, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he quickly tried to stop the aftermath.
"Where is the Shence Camp?"
On the Purple Throne, King Qin frowned slightly and shouted in a deep voice.
"Here!"
Silhouettes came from all over Longmen Square, all the elites of Shence Camp, all of them tried to stop the aftermath.
The elites of the Shence Camp are at least the leaders of the eighth basalt, dozens of them take action together.
The masters of the Purple Mansion have to retreat.
Boom!
But the aftermath swept through, directly rushing out in a crushing manner.
Puff...
Dozens of elites from the Shence Camp vomited blood on the spot under the shock wave. In the final aftermath, the referee with a deep cultivation base, with his own strength, abruptly stopped.
Otherwise, if this aftermath swept to the spectator stand, I wonder what kind of casualties it would cause.
Horror!
The viewers in the entire Longmen Square were all pale, and the hearts of tens of thousands of warriors were shocked.
The aftermath of the two ultimate moves has such an amazing power, which is beyond people's imagination. In other words, if it weren't for the aftermath, wouldn't these two ultimate moves easily kill those dozens of elite camps?
When I think of this, many people feel trembling in their hearts.
What kind of concept is this, ordinary Zifu masters can't do it!
Boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
In the center of the ruins of the battle platform, the two people who are facing each other hard together bear unparalleled terrorist counter-shock force. The counter-shock force at this core is far more terrifying than the aftermath of the leak.
Amidst the thunderous noise, the two figures separated like meteors, flying all the way upside down, turning many visions and the aftermath of the true essence into powder.
Puff!
Lin Yun’s body fell directly onto another intact battle platform. He smashed the battle platform to pieces on the spot, exploding countless rubble, and his body sank deeply into it in the blink of an eye. Submerged by piles of rubble.
On the other side, Young Master Yanxin is equally uncomfortable, his dragon elephant battle armor. Being crushed by sword light, **** sword wounds were everywhere on his body, and his burly figure looked terrifying. When he exploded, he also smashed a battle platform and was buried by a lot of rubble.
Beneath the gravel, Lin Yun and Young Master Yanxin are both alive or dead.
Many people were dumbfounded and buzzed in their minds without thinking. The battle of the quarterfinals, the last place, will be so tragic.
Compared to the final!
The four directions are silent, and in the entire Longmen Square, only the aftermath of the explosion echoes, and no one speaks.
One after another, they looked at the two piles of rubble in horror, with a slightly dazed expression?
Both of them came out of their own battle platform, but did not land. They both landed on another battle platform. They were also buried by gravel, and they didn't know their life or death.
Who will win at this station?
"It's terrible. Both of them just created their own martial arts, right?"
"Well, it is indeed a self-made martial art. Whether it is Dragon Elephant Fighting Fist or Water Moon Sword Technique, there is no ultimate move performed by the two."
"But in the competition just now, it seems that Lin Yun's sword is stronger. The sword power crushed most of his fists."
"It's hard to say that Lin Yun's sword is indeed stronger, but his body is not as good as Rock Core. He may not be able to withstand the impact of the remaining fists..."
"Look at which of them wakes up first."
Compared with the confusion and shock of everyone on the spectator stand~IndoMTL.com~Many of the strong Zifu, but they saw it more clearly.
Rumble...
"Huh?"
At this moment, many people's eyes flashed with different colors, and the ground was trembling slightly, which seemed to change.
Boom!
The broken stones burst, and a **** and violent light shot up into the sky. Seeing Young Master Yanxin, in ragged clothes and pale, stood up.
He ignored the hideous sword wounds all over his body. He swept his eyes and saw another pile of rubble. He laughed wildly, "After all, I won!"
Shoo!
But before the words fell, a ray of sword light came from the pile of rubble like a shock.
Young Master Yanxin's face changed slightly, and he roared with all his strength and swept the funeral foil with a punch. But he vomited blood and retreated several steps on the broken battle platform.
Seven Profound Steps, like the sun in the sky!
The pile of rubble buried Lin Yun suddenly burst into golden light, and then the rubble burst. The dazzling light flashed and held the burial sword that had been sung.
"You lost."
As soon as Young Master Yanxin stood firm, the light fell in front of him, a sword pointed at his brow.
Wait until the light dissipated, the young man holding the sword, dressed in Tsing Yi, carrying the sword box on his back, who is not Lin Yun.
"Impossible! I won't lose..."
Young Master Yanxin's eyes were filled with unbelievable expressions, a crazy look broke out in his eyes, and he punched out the burial sword that he wanted to open his brows.
Puff!
But before he took the shot, there was a hideous and oblique bloodstain that split his crazily twisted face into two halves.
No matter how fast the punch is, it can pass faster, can it be pointed at the sword light at the center of his brow?
Do you think Lin Yun dare not kill him?
If it is...
I will regret it again in my next life.
Along with the roar of the other party falling to the ground, the burial flower was returned to the sheath, and the young man was in the light breeze, with his long hair spreading out and looking in all directions.