Zhang Jian really couldn't figure it out, how could a Jindan monk be so strong?

This doesn't make sense!

At this moment, Lin Yun had already jumped out of the pit and stood in front of the pit.

Zhang Jian's move just now made Lin Yun extremely uncomfortable, and even some injuries appeared in his body.

But it won't hurt Lin Yun seriously, let alone let Lin Yun die.

After all, Lin Yun's Xuanming Sword Technique Second Form was not a dry meal, and that move offset a lot of energy in the opponent's moves.

What's more, Lin Yun has more ways to reduce damage, the red blood sword can reduce damage, and the protective soft armor can reduce damage.

"Zhang Jian, is this your strongest killer move? If that's the case, why don't you want to divide the victory or defeat, but it's difficult. Lin Yun held his head high.

"I see how good you are!"

"Heaven-shattering fist, come again!"

Zhang Jian raised his hand fiercely.

A golden fist shadow condensed in mid-air again.

The internal force in Zhang Jian's body was frantically infused into the shadow of the Golden Mangfist.

The next moment.

Thundered!

The fist shadow was suppressed again with the momentum of devastation, and the space was distorted and trembled everywhere it passed.

"Are you here again?" Lin Yun stared.

Lin Yun knew very well in his heart the power of this move.

After carrying one move just now, although the injury is not serious, if you carry two or three moves in a row, it will inevitably aggravate the injury.

At that time, Lin Yun will definitely lose!

"No, you can't delay it like this!" Lin Yun looked solemn.

It is very unfavorable for Lin Yun to carry it like this.

What's more, even if Lin Yun resists hard, he can only be beaten, and he can't defeat the other party.

Thundered!

This gilded pouring fist shadow was rapidly enlarged in Lin Yun's pupils at an astonishing speed that was visible to the naked eye.

A bold idea rose in Lin Yun's heart.

"The third form of the Xuanming Sword Technique, Soul Slashing!

Lin Yun frantically poured the internal force in his body into the Red Blood Sword.

Buzz!

The Red Blood Sword trembled instantly, and at the same time, a blood-colored streamer bloomed.

Lin Yun's current idea was very simple, try to urge the third form of the Red Blood Sword.

If you can successfully push it, you can change the tide of battle.

The Crimson Blood Sword shuddered before suddenly stopping.

The third type, the urging fails!

"Damn!" Lin Yun scolded angrily.

After the failure of the third type of urging.

Time has not allowed Lin Yun to urge the second type again.

The fist shadow that bloomed with dazzling golden rays had already arrived in front of Lin Yun.

Lin Yun could only quickly raise his sword to resist.

Rumble!

The huge fist shadow smashed directly on the red blood sword.

A pit that is even bigger than before has reappeared.

"Brother Yun!" the white shark roared.

White Shark, Red Aya, and Pan Qing, a disciple of the Ice Spirit Palace, after seeing this scene, their hearts hung in their throats again.

Lin Yun, life and death are uncertain.

Shen Yongqi and Zhang Jian's teammates, who were watching the battle, naturally hoped that Lin Yun had been killed.

The battlefield that was originally raging with strong winds suddenly calmed down at this moment.

Even the elders who were watching the battle in the square stared intently at the big screen, wondering if Lin Yun would still come out of the pit, and wondering if Lin Yun was dead.

A few seconds later, a figure slowly crawled out of the pit.

Lin Yun's clothes were in tatters, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Ahem!"

Lin Yun, who was standing on the edge of the pit, coughed dryly twice, and at the same time coughed up blood.

The breath is also a little weaker.

Lin Yun took the risk to urge the third form, and if it was successful, it would be able to turn the tide of the battle.

And if you fail, you have to suffer the consequences of failure.

Red Aya, White Shark saw Lin Yun come out alive, and they only experienced a moment of joy before they fell into worry again.

"Brother Yun is in such a state now, how can he continue to fight!" White Shark was worried.

The white shark couldn't wait to rush up to help Lin Yun.

But with his current strength, he can't shake Zhang Jian at all.

And this is a one-on-one duel, once he gets involved, Zhang Jian's teammates will no longer be able to sit idly by.

"Not dead yet?"

"Damn, how can this kid be so resistant!"

Zhang Jian, who was suspended in mid-air, his facial muscles twitched slightly.

"Then come again! This time, you will definitely die!"

"Heaven-shattering fist!

Zhang Jian once again frantically mobilized his internal forces.

A gilded golden fist shadow condensed in mid-air again, lighting up the night sky.

For Zhang Jian, urging such a big killing move is also a great drain on him.

This time, the internal force he poured into the Heaven-Shaking Fist was obviously not as good as the previous two times, but he was confident that this time he would completely defeat the injured Lin Yun.

on the ground.

"Here it is again! This trick is here again, how good is this!" White Shark was anxious, but he couldn't help.

Red Aya had already quietly taken out a jewel and held it in her hand, ready to do it at any time.

Where Lin Yun is.

Looking at Zhang Jian in mid-air, urging the Heaven Shaking Fist again, Lin Yun didn't dare to sit still anymore.

"Come again!"

"The third form of the Xuanming Sword Technique, Killing the Soul Slash, and then condensing!"

Lin Yun once again poured internal force into the Red Blood Sword.

Buzz!

The Crimson Blood Sword trembled again, and at the same time bloomed with a dazzling blood-colored streamer.

"Give it to me!"

Lin Yun shouted violently, and at the same time swung out a fierce sword.

A powerful sword aura rushed out of the red blood sword!

The third type is done!

This third form is only the last bit of feeling.

Now under the pressure of the desperate situation, Lin Yun really urged him successfully!

Everyone only saw a stream of blood, and rushed directly towards Zhang Jian in mid-air, and his anger ran through Changhong!

Thundered!

The mighty blood-colored streamer, as if it was a flood, and as if it was a volcano that had been piled up for thousands of years, erupted in one move, destroying the world and destroying the world!

"What a powerful move!"

After everyone present saw Lin Yun's move, they all showed a look of horror.

"What?!"

Zhang Jian, who was in mid-air, was also frightened when he saw this powerful trick urged by Lin Yun.

The blood-colored streamer rushed to him in a blink of an eye, and he didn't dare to delay at all, and immediately punched out the Heaven Shaking Fist that had not yet been condensed to resist this powerful killing move.

The next moment.

Bang!

The gilded fist shadow and the blood-colored streamer collided fiercely, and a powerful collision shock wave was instantly released, illuminating the entire night sky.

Collision site.

After Zhang Jian's golden fist shadow trembled violently, it exploded violently.

The blood-colored light also dimmed a lot, but it still went straight to Zhang Jian.

The distance was too close, and Zhang Jian couldn't dodge at all.

Rumble!

The blood-colored streamer smashed directly on Zhang Jian's body.

The powerful sword qi rushed directly into Zhang Jian's body.

Zhang Jian didn't have so many means of defense, and after he was hit by this move, the whole person fell down and smashed to the ground.

"Come again!"

"The third form of the Red Blood Sword, Soul Slash!"

Lin Yun did not hesitate, and quickly infused internal force into the Red Blood Sword.

The remaining internal force in Lin Yun's body was instantly emptied at this moment.

The Red Blood Sword was once again wrapped in blood-colored streamers.

Lin Yun didn't release the sword qi this time, but stabbed at Zhang Jian with a sword.

In this way, the power that can be exerted is even more powerful.

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