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Chapter 165 Who will fight(2/2)

That momentum was like a huge wave rolled in by a strong wind.

"Well come."

Lin Yun's face turned cold, he sneered in his heart, and opened his hand to make a move.

The black light token in the palm of the hand and the terrifying sword power were like stars exploding, blooming with bright light.

At the beginning, I only had one level of Purple Kite Sword Technique, and the obsession left by my seniors made me invincible in the half-step profound entrance realm.

now……

I don’t know how far the innate spiritual essence condensed by the fourth-level Purple Kite Sword Art can activate the obsession left by the Purple Kite Sword Master.

In the black light token, a vague gray figure jumped out with a sword case on his back.

Kneeling on one knee in front of Lin Yun, the two hundred dead soldiers who were rushing toward him were already less than a hundred meters away.

kill!

The moment he stood up, a flash of sword light swept out as the sword was unsheathed.

Bearing the brunt of the attack, the front row of dead soldiers had not yet waited for the sword light to reach them.

His body exploded, and he died violently due to the terrifying sword force.

Bang bang bang!

The splashing blood is like fireworks exploding, blooming into sad and beautiful blood flowers amidst the loud noise.

When the sword energy reached them, all the dead soldiers behind were cut in half.

It’s not over yet…

The sword light that swept across the two hundred dead soldiers continued to move, carrying a terrifying sound like a shocking wave. Like a storm, it surged towards the place where the disciples of the Jin Yan Sect and the Xueyun Sect gathered.

The sword light is too fast!

The disciples of the two sects had no power to fight back, and they were instantly shaken to the point of vomiting blood and flying wildly.

Thump thump!

The turbulent sword wind caused the innate warrior who was swept into the air to scream in agony and was completely unable to escape.

Even a strong person who is halfway through the entrance is extremely difficult to even manage to protect himself.

It was such a horrific scene that those watching could not believe it.

One sword, only one sword!

The gray figure only used one sword to kill all the dead men of the two sects. The remaining strong men were all prepared to be swept into the air by the surging sword wind.

Who can compete with...

There are only these four words echoing in everyone's mind, who can compete with them!

Even Lin Yun was speechless and was shocked beyond measure.

This is the true style of Ziyuan Sword Master in that golden age.

Click!

The crack in the Black Light Token continued to spread, and then shattered.

All three opportunities were used up, and the Wuguang Token was completely scrapped.

But the vague figure did not disappear, but became more and more real.

Vaguely, a ray of sharp sword intent tore apart the barriers of time and space, crossing countless worlds, and descended.

The blurry figure completely solidified, and a handsome young man with sword-like features appeared in front of Lin Yun, carrying a sword box on his back.

When this man appeared, time seemed to freeze, and there was only a wisp of sword intent between heaven and earth, still burning like a raging flame on his body.

"It's a pity... I thought you would use this last chance later. But that's fine. You are young and carefree, so you have to be frivolous. There is no need to give yourself too many escape paths."

This rich and handsome young swordsman, who looked like a banished immortal, smiled faintly at Lin Yun.

When the figure was about to completely disappear, he sighed softly: "How much hatred there is in the world of mortals will all be gone in the blink of an eye..."

At this moment, time began to pass again.

A swaying sound.
Chapter completed!
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