The golden giant sword spread across the sky, opening and closing, with a thick and dazzling sword energy, entangled with the terrifying power of the thunder law, disrupting the world.

Yan Chunjun is very strong, a man is like the master, and a sword is like the universe. His sword skills are exquisite and powerful. He is worthy of being a great saint's sword cultivator who is famous on the ancient road of the starry sky.

But under his violent killing, Lin Xun could always disintegrate his offensive one by one.

This surprised him.

Just a young man who came out of the ancient wilderness, even if he became the number one person in the battlefield in the Nine Realms, he would not be seen by Yan Chunjun at all.

Not arrogant or arrogant.

It is an absolute confidence and foundation that comes from the six major sects and ranks among the top 100 Great Sages on the Starry Sky!

But after the real fight, Yan Chunjun discovered that Lin Xun was an exception, a powerful enemy who was not from the top power of the Starry Sky Ancient Road, but had a stunning combat power.

Even in Yan Chunjun's view, with the combat power Lin Xun has shown now, he can easily join the ranks of the Starry Sky Great Saints.

This undoubtedly seems incredible.

When can such an unusual person be able to emerge from the realm of the realm under the starry sky?

Very rare!

It can be described as a rare encounter in thousands of years!

Gradually, Yan Chunjun didn't have to think too much, and his expression gradually became solemn, because the power shown by Lin Xun had made him feel a sense of pressure.

...

boom!

Lin Xun looked unwavering, neither sad nor happy, and his steep figure rolled with the dazzling Dao light, illuminating the sky.

He had a bare hands, his every move was ancient and natural, without the breath of fireworks, but every blow was hit, he had the power to swallow the sky and the earth and crush the eight wildernesses!

From a distance, he looked like a big abyss of Taixu, moving in the void, destroying and destroying all the way, and overwhelmingly domineering.

Bang!

Not long after, Lin Xun punched out, the golden giant sword buzzed violently, almost breaking away from Yan Chunjun's control.

The surging and powerful fist power was like a raging and crushing Dayuan gathered in a punch, causing Yan Chunjun's body to shake violently, and his qi and blood were churning, and his face couldn't help but change.

What a terrifying battle power of the avenue!

Yan Chunjun's inner contempt unexpectedly disappeared at this moment, and his expression was full of solemnity.

This is a great enemy!

Although he is only at the early stage of the Great Saint Realm, he has obviously created his own skills and has an incredible and profound foundation.

clang clang clang!

The sword roared like a tide, Yan Chunjun shouted loudly, using his trump card, and a golden giant sword suddenly turned into ninety-nine golden flying swords, like a group of golden dragons, fierce and fierce, covering the sky and the sun.

The dazzling golden sword intent floated with the power of the Great Sage's law that was like the essence, and all things in the mountains, rivers and all things were dyed golden.

One sword leads to ninety-nine ways, and I am immortal inside and outside the universe!

Nine Nine Swords Sutra!

This is a method created by Yan Chunjun, which is based on the inheritance of the "Qiankun Haoran Sword" of Qiankun Daoting as the core, and integrates what Yan Chunjun has learned, thus creating.

Ninety-nine flying swords represent the ninety-nine core mysteries of swordsmanship, and they evolve into endless, like an immortal grand sword force!

For a moment, the sword chant of heaven and earth was turbulent, and all directions were trembling. Yan Chunjun looked cold and his eyes were as bright as the sun.

Bang bang bang bang!

Lin Xun's attack was instantly scattered by flying swords. The ninety-nine flying swords released by the surging sword intent actually blocked the swallowing and crushing of Dayuan.

"I just need the Feixian Order. As long as you hand it over, I can spare your life. Otherwise, the next thing will be your death!"

Yan Chunjun's voice rumbled, and his solemn aura was overwhelming, like a decisive and peerless sword immortal.

When he spoke, his offensive was not stopped. Ninety-nine flying swords roared and leaped into endless mystery, mad and fierce, tearing the void apart and disorderly!

Lin Xun's lips raised a playful curve: "It's just a whetstone. If you dare to clamor like this, it's better to act as a stepping stone."

Whetstone is to temper one's own skills!

The previous duel with Yan Chunjun should be regarded as the first time Lin Xun has encountered an opponent who is worth fighting since he entered the Great Saint Realm.

Therefore, during the battle, Yan Chunjun was regarded as a whetstone.

As for Lu Beigu, who had fought at the beginning, although he was also a great saint, his combat power was vulnerable. He was not even qualified to act as a whetstone in Lin Xun, which was not worth showing off.

Yan Chunjun's face darkened, whetstone, stepping stone?

What does this guy treat himself as!?

At this moment, Yan Chunjun only felt that his dignity had been subjected to unprecedented provocation and trampling. He laughed in anger and said:

"Little thing, I'll send you on your way now!"

Hurry~~~

The golden flying swords were shot like a tide, just like a divine rainbow that penetrated the sky and through the earth, with an unrivaled edge.

boom!

At the same time, Lin Xun's aura suddenly changed, and he had a deep and immeasurable charm as deep as an abyss.

And in his hand, the Abi Sword slashed out slightly.

In the void, the Abi Sword seemed to open a gate of hell, and the dark light of the eternal night turned into a sword intent that could swallow everything.

Wherever you pass, bury mountains and rivers, causing the void to fall into despair.

Click!

A golden flying sword suddenly burst out, and the sprinkling rain of light was wiped out.

Yan Chunjun's pupils suddenly shrank.

But without waiting for his reaction, accompanied by a crackling sound, the golden flying swords in the sky burst out like paper mud.

Yan Chunjun felt as if struck by lightning, his body shook violently, bleeding from the corners of his lips, and his face turned pale in an instant.

But, all this is not over.

The sword that assassinated out like a dark hell came, and the remaining momentum continued to roar.

It is obviously a sword energy, but everything is swallowed!

The strange and terrifying scene made Wei Ziya, who was fighting fiercely beside him, and Kun Jiulin, shuddered. What a terrifying sword!

Ahu couldn't help but show a strange look.

Bang!

Yan Chunjun dodged without hesitation. Where he was standing, the void collapsed, and the light, dust, smoke and clouds... were all destroyed.

Yan Chunjun sucked in a cold air. This guy obviously only had the cultivation level of the Great Sage in the early stage, but why was his combat power so outrageous?

"rise!"

Yan Chunjun sacrificed a small purple cone with colorful lights, and two ancient Taoist essays "Miao Er" were engraved on it, and a scent of the Emperor Realm was filled with wisps of the aura.

Demonish the Purple Light Cone!

A holy treasure that was blessed with the breath of the Emperor's Dao is also one of Yan Chunjun's trump cards.

Among the strong men who came to Kunlun Ruins this time, almost all of them were prepared for various life-saving methods. Like Yan Chunjun, the core successors from the Six Dao Courts, naturally, there was no shortage of similar treasures.

Buzz!

I saw the purple cone soaring into the air, and with a light stroke, the light slashed out like lightning, like teleportation, almost reaching an incredible level.

Ahu's heart suddenly tightened.

But to her surprise, the purple cone was suppressed by a sacred golden Taoist light before it even approached Lin Xun, and it stopped in the void and could not make any progress.

Looking at Lin Xun again, at some point, a pagoda like a cast of glazed divine gold appeared above his head, releasing a vast and mysterious aura.

"this……"

Yan Chunjun's color completely changed.

It was a holy treasure containing the breath of the Emperor's Dao. When he was originally used to kill Lin Xun, he felt a little reluctant.

Who would have thought that this treasure would be fixed in an instant, just like a fly stuck by a big net and unable to break free!

Bang!

It did not give Yan Chunjun a chance to react at all. The purple cone exploded and exploded directly, and the light rain overflowed like a waterfall, sweeping through the void.

And Lin Xun had already arrived violently.

His black hair was flying, his cold eyes were as lightning, and he was holding the Abi sword as if he was dragging a hell forward, and he wanted to bury all things in the world.

"you……"

Yan Chunjun was already a little panicked and was about to say something.
To be continued...