"The holy power in Jiang Yi has completely broken through the shackles of the half-step saint. This is really incredible."

"Lin Yun's cultivation as an eighth-level saint is probably very difficult to stop him."

"The Jueying Divine Son's own cultivation is terrifying enough, and he has the blessing of the Great Formless Divine Art. If the Holy Lord doesn't come out, no one can be his opponent."

Seeing such a terrifying vision, both the monks in the spectator seats and the divine ancestors under the Supreme Throne were all frightened.

"Let's see how you die!"

When the Son of God Tianlin saw this scene, he laughed ferociously.

"grass!"

Venerable Xuankong cursed, his face full of anger.

This guy is really ungrateful in martial arts. When the Holy Power broke through the shackles of the Half-Step Holy Lord, he completely defeated skill with force.

Any swordsmanship, any swordsmanship, no matter what the means, are not enough in the face of this absolute power.

It's simply cheating.

Even Luo Tianxi, who was sitting on the Supreme Throne, frowned tightly.

The more expert you are, the more you know the dangers involved.

Excitement surged in Lin Yun's eyes, and his hands were shaking, not because of fear, but because of excitement!

Even the funeral flowers were trembling together, matching his thoughts and even more excited than him.

"You still understand me."

Lin Yun looked at Zang Hua, and the bright sword reflected his handsome and extraordinary face, which was extremely gentle at this moment.

war!

Lin Yun took a deep breath, flicked his wrist, took back the funeral flower and put it on his arm, and slowly lowered his right hand.

The next moment, a terrifying sword roar erupted from his body, a dazzling light bloomed between his eyebrows, and the sea of ​​swords deep inside his eyebrows completely boiled.

boom!

Lin Yun waved his wrist, pointed the buried flower in the sky fiercely, and flew his sword into the sky.

Boom!

The sky curtain that was held down by Luo Tianxi was torn apart easily at this moment, and the layers of sky curtain exploded.

Endless starlight vented from the cracks and fell on Lin Yun, making his already elegant and bright body become as dazzling as an immortal.

The cracks on the ground spread to a hundred feet in front of Lin Yun, and then they could no longer move forward, and then exploded with a bang.

By relying on his sword intent, Lin Yun blocked the opponent's pressure to break through the shackles of the Holy Lord.

Dao Zi Feng Yuan and Bai Yuchen looked at each other with surprise in their eyes, looking extremely shocked.

"Haoyang Sword Intent!"

This is the Haoyang Sword Intent, this is the true and complete Haoyang Sword Intent.

"How is this possible..."

Feng Buyu was shocked and couldn't believe it at all. All the ancestors of the gods under the Supreme Throne were dumbfounded and stunned.

"It's really Haoyang Sword Intent!"

Lord Xuankong, who was already desperate and angry, immediately said a curse word, and then laughed and said: "This piece of shit can really be hidden, hahahaha!"

Even Luo Tianxi was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but said: "What a guy!"
Chapter completed!