In the dark night, Lin Yun's figure was like an unpredictable dragon, constantly changing his figure in the void, and every time he appeared, it would be accompanied by a sword qi, cutting off a body of No. 18.

Wherever he stood, there would be a scorching temperature, and in just a few seconds, Lin Yun had moved thousands of times, slashing off the thousands of bodies of No. 18.

"I have thousands of incarnations, can you finish it?" No. 18's body appeared again, and at this moment he stood high on top of the ancient castle, looking at Lin Yun condescendingly, with a confident look.

No. 18 swung two drops of black ink with two fingers at the same time, and these two drops of black ink were like a tiger pounced, unstoppable.

The Sword of the Destroyer - Fourth Style.

I saw Lin Yun standing in the void, his eyes firm, and he slashed his sword towards No. 18.

In an instant, a crescent-shaped sword qi split two drops of black ink horizontally, and at the same time cut No. 18's body in half again, along with the ancient castle where No. 18 was standing, all of them were cut in half by this crescent sword qi.

However, after only a short while, the 18th reappeared in another place above the castle.

"The Ink Whiskers are really a bit difficult." Lin Yun said in a low voice.

The Inkbeard are a race from the Demon Realm, and legend has it that the Inkbeard has the ability to devour the sky and eat the sea.

After each inkbeard kills an enemy, it transforms the enemy's corpse into its own clone.

This doppelganger has the same cultivation as itself, as long as the immortal energy in his mind moves, his own body will turn into this doppelganger, and he will appear in another place.

This is where the Inkbeard is difficult.

However, it is rumored that the Inkbeard Beast does not have a long lifespan, and its cultivation is not good, only a few Inkbeard Beasts in the Inkbeard Clan have relatively strong strength.

But as far as Lin Yun knew, the Inkbeard Beast would not become the martial soul of a martial artist, so it was very simple, that is, No. 18 should have signed a contract with the Inkbeard Beast, just like the 'Qilin Contract' signed between Prince Nangong and the Qilin clan.

"I didn't expect you to know about the existence of the Mosu Clan, making a lot of trouble in the Tianwu Continent, your reputation is so loud, and you have caused us a lot of trouble in the Tiansha Mountain Range, I admit that you are a character."

Number 18 nodded, but soon, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly, "In this way, I can't spare your life even more." ”

Number 18's tone was very cold, as if he were speaking to a dying man.

After Lin Yun heard his words, there was no turmoil in his heart, and he said calmly, "The biggest mistake you made in this life was to meet me. ”

"Then you can try!" No. 18 snorted coldly, took a big stride forward, and stretched out his arms.

I saw that from No. 18's side, since thousands of drops of black ink were emitted, each drop of black ink was turning into No. 18's body in the blink of an eye, and at this moment, a drop of black ink was condensed in the palms of their hands and aimed at Lin Yun.

"Sink into the sea!" With the voice of the 18th, I saw that these thousands of doppelgangers all waved out the black ink droplets in their hands and blasted towards Lin Yun.

In an instant, thousands of drops of black ink were like a downpour.

These droplets of black ink possess a strong corrosive function, moving in mid-air at several times the speed of sound, gradually growing in size, and each one of them becomes a fist-sized black ball.

Lin Yun's face did not change, his feet bent slightly, his body slowly floated, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he held the demon sword high in front of him.

The sword of the demon god behind Lin Yun, the martial soul released an amazing energy, and through the demon sword as a medium, a sword qi was essentially turned into a blade.

The energy contained in this blade is far beyond everyone's imagination.

Even Yasuo and the others, when they felt this energy, they all stopped what they were doing and looked at Lin Yun.

The Sword of the Destruction of the World - Seventh Style!

Lin Yun's eyes opened, his divine sense moved, and the materialized sword blade instantly turned into tens of thousands of fragments and scattered in the sky.

And the energy contained in any fragment was not inferior to the full force of a sixth-level Martial Emperor.

Lin Yun swung the demon sword in his hand lightly in the direction where No. 18 was.

Suddenly, tens of thousands of fragments were like a well-trained army, and all of them blasted into the black water balls in mid-air.

"Bang bang bang!"

A terrifying explosion rang out, and puffs of black smoke enveloped the entire void, causing a wave of air that was enough to overturn any tall building.

Yasuo and the others had to stop their attacks and stay away one after another, so as not to be affected.

"This is a second-level martial sect?" No. 25 retreated into the distance, stretched out his hand to cover the dust, and looked at Lin Yun's figure in the smoke in disbelief.

"He's not just a second-level martial artist, he's a man who wants to become a martial emperor." Yasuo sneered and aimed the three demon knives at No. 25.

These tens of millions of fragments, each fragment pierced through the black water ball, and at the same time of collision, all the black water balls were detonated, and then through the black water balls, piercing through every doppelganger of No. 18.

In just a few seconds, the thousands of doppelgangers of No. 18 were all blasted into pieces.

"Okay, well, I've only collected so many clones in the past few years, but I didn't expect that overnight, I would destroy all of you! Boy, today, I want you to die without a place to bury! In the smoke, 18 clapped his hands, but his words were full of anger.

Lin Yun stared at the huge figure in the smoke and dust, this figure, blocked in front of No. 18, he knew what it was.

When the smoke cleared, I saw a black monster more than ten meters high, entrenched in front of No. 18.

This black monster is an inkbearded beast with eight tentacles on its body, like a giant octopus.

"Honorable Three Princes of Mobeard!" Number 18 bowed respectfully to the inkbearded beast.

The inkbearded beast had a huge human face in the middle of its body, and it looked very frightened, and it nodded contentedly after hearing the salute of the 18th.

"What summoned me?" The inkbearded beast asked with a slight dissatisfaction.

"There's a tricky guy who can't solve it, and I want the third son to solve it." No. 18 looked at Lin Yun with anger in his eyes.

He thought that he could easily slaughter Lin Yun by relying on his own ability, but he didn't expect Lin Yun to bring him such a big trouble.

You must know that the price you need to pay to summon this third son of Moshu is a whole year of cultivation.

However, if he hadn't summoned this inkbeard beast just now, he would probably be seriously injured under Lin Yun's sword technique.

"A little guy can't solve it, you're really a piece of waste." The third prince of Moshu snorted coldly and aimed his terrifying face at Lin Yun.