Lin Yun was calm and calm, and the Taixuan Sword Canon turned, and swish, the three holy swords of Shenxiao, Qingxiao and Zixiao appeared behind him.

Buzz!

The sword blades rotated and soon formed the Taixuan Sword Formation, and then turned around and tapped lightly in the air.

Bang!

Zhao Tianyu was in the air and was forced to turn in the air, then waved a folding fan with his backhand.

Whoosh!

The folding fan was unfolded and blocked in front of the door. After seeing the aftermath of this beam of sword light, the folding fan fell down to reveal his true appearance. Zhao Tianyu's eyes turned cold and terrifying when he looked at Lin Yun.

Swish, swish, swish!

But Lin Yun ignored it. As the Taixuan Sword Formation continued to rotate, the sword shadows behind him continued to increase like a fan.

He waved his hands, flowers blossomed and fell at the snap of his fingers, and sword rays struck one after another at lightning speed.

clang clang clang clang!

Zhao Tianyu kept dodging, getting further and further away from the people in Shenhuang Mountain.

After he figured it out, Lin Yun wanted to force him away, but he knew there was nothing he could do.

He had no choice but to dodge, the sword light was too terrifying.

Every beam of sword light seemed to be able to shatter the stars and pierce the void, so sharp that it was shocking.

Whoosh!

Ji Zixi took advantage of the situation and jumped up in the air, grabbed the Divine Phoenix Mirror, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Everyone, come with me, Mr. Burial is supporting us."

Ji Zixi didn't even think about it. She was in mid-air, covering everyone with the pressure of the Divine Phoenix Mirror, and quickly approached the Flame Dragon's skeleton.

"hateful!"

Seeing that there was no hope of seizing the Divine Phoenix Mirror, Zhao Tianyu became completely angry: "It's good for you, Lin Yun, but you are ruining my good deeds!"

boom!

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a flash of sword light whizzing towards him. His pupils shrank sharply, and his vision was swallowed up by the sword light.

But it was Lin Yun who sacrificed Ten Thousand Swords to Unity, and the three holy mountains rose up behind him, and the Taixuan Sword Formation merged into one.

Thousands of sword shadows condensed into a beam of sword light ten feet thick, which rumbled and swept over, as if it was about to annihilate the entire world.

Zhao Tianyu opened his mouth and quickly threw away the folding fan in his hand. He kept taking action on the spot, and the blood moon continued to rise into the sky one after another.

But the sword was invincible, smashing many blood moons into pieces, and finally blasted him away.

"This is amazing!"

Everyone in Yanlong Valley who saw this scene felt their scalps go numb and were extremely shocked.

But it’s not over yet!

Lin Yuntaixuan's sword array was sacrificed, but it still kept turning on the dragon's head, swishing, swishing, and during the rotation, beams of sword light roared away like a violent storm.

The holy realm demon zombies that were entangling many monks in the Eastern Wasteland were attacked one after another, and each demon zombie was continuously repelled.

"It's him!"

Everyone looked in great shock, seeing that it was Lin Yun, the beautician, who came to save them.

This scene is extremely ironic!

Most of them are affiliated forces of the Three Holy Lands, or have a close relationship with the Three Holy Lands.

But at the critical moment, the Three Holy Lands abandoned them, but the enemies of the Three Holy Lands came to rescue them.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Playboy, for coming to the rescue!"

"Thank you so much, Mr. Playboy, for coming to the rescue!"

…

After only being stunned for a moment, an overwhelming sound rang out in the Yanlong Valley. The voices of thanking the Playboy for his rescue continued one after another.

"Hahaha, thank you so much, Mr. Hua Burian, for coming to the rescue!"

Qu Wushuang from Shendao Pavilion also laughed loudly, drank along with the sound, and led everyone to rush towards the Yanlong skeleton.

The critical situation has somewhat eased.

But the demon zombies in the holy realm are all dead things after all. Lin Yun's sword light is enough to severely injure the holy king, but it cannot hurt these demon zombies that are already dead.

After being repulsed, it roared a few times before rolling back again.

When Lin Yun saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of the experience of the Fuyun Sword Sect of Cangxuan Mansion.

I thought of the ancient secrets I had learned over the years, and of the Kunlun monks who died in ancient battles.

Beyond the clouds, the sky is blue and the stars are falling.

The hometown of rivers, flowers bloom and fall.

The wind blows from the vast sea, and the good times accompany the jade flute.

The floating clouds are not my intention, and it takes ten thousand years.

Lin Yun felt something in his heart. He stretched out his hand and slapped his heart fiercely. Wow, the originally fused twin sword stars of lunar and sun dispersed.

Wow!

The clothes of the sun and moon gods disintegrated and turned into radiance that filled the sky and melted into the three thousand lingbu behind them.

Lin Yun clasped his hands together, and countless holy energy poured into his palms. He transformed into the moon, and the brilliance of his body bloomed like the moon.

When the sword power became too strong to be controlled, Lin Yunheshi's hands suddenly spread open.

Bang!

Three thousand Lingbu rose from the ground, and then roared towards the Holy Realm Demon Zombie in the Flame Dragon Valley.

The Donghuang monks in the Flame Dragon Valley took this opportunity to get rid of the entanglement of the demonic zombies and flew into the air, and some did not forget to grab the injured people around them.

"This is sword cultivation, right? The sword cultivation that Master Yaoguang wants is not only sharp but also has protection... Just like Master, it is like thousands of sword cultivation in ancient times..."

Lin Yun watched all this with his eyes. The Divine Light Sword Intent was quietly improving in such a mysterious state.

Eight thousand years of fame and dust, ninety thousand miles of sword light.

The bright moon will last forever, and the sword sect will be immortal.

The forest clouds soared like the moon in the sky, and he shouted loudly, resounding throughout the world.

"fall!"
Chapter completed!