Behind Wang Ziyue were orchids blooming. He looked crazy and had a rainbow of momentum, but when he looked at Lin Yun with a smile on his lips, he stopped.

It seems that as long as you put another palm, Lin Yun will quit the battle stage.

But Wang Ziyue was cowardly, with a timidity in his eyes, and he didn't dare to slash the remaining palm.

There was nothing else, Wang Ziyue knew in his heart that if he was taking action, Lin Yun would definitely have to fight back.

Lin Yun was not surprised by this and said lightly: "I said you are a smart person, but smart people are prone to mistakes. If you had such courage three days ago, the result might be different. As for now, admit defeat!"

He was telling the truth. Three days ago, Lin Yun had not mastered the sword intent of the Galaxy.

There are many trump cards that cannot be taken. If Wang Ziyue is willing to reveal his trump cards and fight to the death, it will definitely be impossible to win.

But there is still a chance to tie.

But the opponent was timid at that time and would rather admit defeat and go to the loser group than expose his trump card to fight Lin Yun.

He didn't know at the time that once he gave in, his tone would be gone.

Prince Yue raised his hand, his lips trembled and he was trembling, but he didn't dare to chop it down.

"I admit defeat."

Prince Yue felt relieved. He was still at the peak just now, and when he said these three words, he was instantly depressed.

His face was as pale as paper, and he vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

Swish!

He floated backwards, and the orchids danced along wherever he passed, stretching out his hand through the petals of the sky.

clang!

The holy sword returned to the sheath, and Wang Ziyue bent down with the sword and bowed his hands.

"Thank you."

Then he stepped down silently. His thanks were the last of his strength, and Xie Linyun saw that he had never taken action to leave him with face.

Lin Yun didn't care, and looked at the remaining eight lazily, then smiled and grinned, "Let's go together, it's really meaningless to come one by one."

boom!

After the words came to Lin Yun's body, the sword intent of the sky continued to surge, rumbling, and loud noises kept coming from the sky.

The sword light on his body was shining, and the sharp sword wind burst out from his body. The vast sword intent was impossible to look directly at.

Everyone was shocked. It was the peak and perfect sword intent of the sky, only one step away from the supreme galaxy.

Lin Yun was on the battlefield. He was not that tall, but he gave people the feeling that he could touch the sky with just raising his hand.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The sword light bloomed, and the long hair danced, and Lin Yun laughed.

"Qingfeng wants to wipe the sky, we are all crazy people, Ye Qingtian is here, who dares to fight me!"

Amid the laughter, Lin Yun took a step forward, and suddenly felt a lot of enthusiasm and surged out with the sword.

The rolling sword force was like a huge wave. Half of the top ten people were shocked and vomited blood and flew out.

Puchi!
Chapter completed!