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I really can't figure out how a Jindan monk would be so strong?

This is unreasonable!

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

The move just now made Lin Yun extremely uncomfortable, and even some injuries appeared in his body.

But it wouldn't have caused Lin Yun to be seriously injured, let alone let Lin Yun die.

After all, Lin Yun’s second style of Xuanming Sword Technique is not a good meal. That move offsets a lot of energy in the opponent’s moves.

What's more, Lin Yun has many methods to reduce damage, the Red Blood Sword can reduce damage, and the protective soft armor can reduce damage.

"Is this your strongest killer move? If so, it will be difficult for us to decide the winner." Lin Yun raised his head and raised his chest.

"I see how capable you are!"

"Shentian Fist, come again!"

Raise his hand suddenly.

A fist shadow shining with golden light condensed in mid-air again.

The internal force in the body was infused into the shadow of the golden fist.

The next moment.

Rumble!

The fist shadow suppressed it again with a destructive and destructive force, and the space wherever it passed was twisted and trembled.

"Is it coming again?" Lin Yun's eyes narrowed.

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

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

By then, Lin Yun will undoubtedly lose!

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

If you hold on like this, it will be very unfavorable to Lin Yun.

What's more, even if Lin Yun resists, he will only be beaten and cannot defeat the opponent.

Rumble!

This gilded cast-like fist shadow magnified rapidly in Lin Yun's pupils at an astonishing speed visible to the naked eye.

A bold idea emerged in Lin Yun's mind.

"The third style of Xuanming Sword Technique, Spirit-Destroying Slash! Condensate it to me!"

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

Buzzing!

The Red Blood Sword trembled instantly, and at the same time it burst into bloody light.

Lin Yun’s idea is very simple now, try to activate the third style of the Red Blood Sword.

If it can be successfully activated, the situation of the battle can be changed.

After the Red Blood Sword trembled, it suddenly stopped.

The third move, the activation failed!

"Damn it!" Lin Yun cursed angrily.

After the third activate failed.

Time has no longer allowed Lin Yun to activate the second move.

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

Lin Yun could only quickly raise his sword to resist.

boom!

The huge fist shadow hit the Red Blood Sword directly.

A pit that was bigger than before appeared again.

"Brother Yun!" The white shark roared.

White Shark, Hong Ling and Bing Ling Palace disciple Pan Qing and others, after seeing this scene, their hearts were hung in their throats again.

Lin Yun, life and death are uncertain.

Shen Yongqihe's teammates who were watching the game naturally hoped that Lin Yun had been beaten to death.

The battlefield where the wind was originally raging suddenly calmed down.

Including the elders watching the battle in the square, they stared at the big screen intently, wondering if Lin Yun would come out of the pit and whether Lin Yun was dead.

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

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

"Ahem!"

Lin Yun, who stood by the pit, coughed twice, and was also coughed out with blood.

The breath was also weaker.

Lin Yun takes the risk of activating the third move, and then he can turn the situation around.

If you fail, you have to bear the consequences of failure.

When Hong Ling, Bai Shark and the others saw Lin Yun coming out alive, they only experienced a moment of joy and fell into worry again.

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

The white shark wished he could rush up to help Lin Yun.

But with his current strength, he could not be shaken at all.

And this is a one-on-one duel. Once he gets involved, his teammates will no longer stand by and watch.

"Never died yet?"

"Damn it, how could this kid be so resistant!"

Standing in the air, the muscles on the face twitched slightly.

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

"Shocking Fist! Come again!"

Mobilize internal strength again crazily.

A golden fist shadow like a gilded cast condensed in the air again, illuminating the night sky.

For example, urging such a killer move will also cost him a lot.

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

On the ground.

"It's coming again! This move is coming again, what should I do?" The white shark was anxious, but couldn't help.

Hong Ling had quietly taken out a pearl and held it in her hand, ready to take action at any time.

Where Lin Yun is.

Looking at the one in the air, Lin Yun did not dare to sit and wait for death again.

"Come again!"

"The third style of Xuanming Sword Technique, Destroy Spirit Slash, condense again!"

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

Buzzing!

The Red Blood Sword trembled again, and at the same time it burst into dazzling blood-colored light.

"Show me!"

Lin Yun shouted loudly and swung his sword at the same time.

A powerful sword energy rushed out of the Red Blood Sword!

The third formula is done!

This third move is only a little bit short of the last feeling.

Now under the oppression of the desperate heart, Lin Yun really successfully activated him!

Everyone saw only a blood-colored stream rushing directly into the air, rushing through the rainbow!

Rumble!
To be continued...