In the chaotic battlefield, Lin Yun took the initiative to kill Zhao Wuji with a burial flower.

He was very strong, with long hair dancing in the wind, allowing him to go crazy without any concealment.

"Want to kill me? Hey, I'll be dead."

Zhao Wuji sneered, not panic at all. The guards beside him were more than the semi-saint of the Ziyuan Realm beside him.

He is usually arrogant and domineering, and he is ruthless in his actions, and he does not know how many people he offended openly or secretly.

People like him cherish their lives the most and will never let themselves be in desperate situations at any time.

Lin Yun rushed all the way, and many deacon disciples of the Black Feather Palace died under his sword almost in one encounter.

Under the semi-saint, no one could block his sword.

In just a moment, there were as many as twenty dead souls under Lin Yun's sword, and the killing made people frightened and no one dared to block the way.

After a while.

Lin Yun was less than a hundred meters away from Zhao Wuji, and behind him was corpses everywhere, blood was filled with blood.

Zhao Wuji looked flamboyant and let Lin Yun's murderous intent come to his face without any fear.

Whoosh!

Before Lin Yun could take steps, four black figures rushed out, black-clad black faces covered from beginning to end.

This is Zhao Wuji's own death warrior. They all have the cultivation level of a semi-saint in the Qingyuan realm, and they are even more terrifying than the elders of the Black Feather Palace.

Because they are not afraid of death, as long as they give orders, they will not frown even when facing the powerful people in the holy realm.

Four astrological scrolls bloomed behind them, and a black ancient snake broke out from it, and they drew out the black dagger.

The purple magic flames were burning all over his body, like a murderous machine without emotion, with an extremely cold look in his eyes.

Zhao Wuji curled a sneer on his lips. He had high hopes for these four people. At critical moments, these four people could self-destruct at any time.

This is an execution ability that ordinary people can't imagine. One semi-saint self-destruction is enough for Ye Qingtian to be severely injured in an instant. Four semi-saints self-destruction at the same time. No matter he is a genius for thousands of years, he will be broken all over and will die without a place to die.

In addition, these four people have their own killer moves, all of whom are cruel people who fight for their lives. They are born to kill people.

This is a chaotic battlefield.

The Sword Sect and the Black Feather Palace fought wildly, and each had a fate of the Tianyuan semi-saint, which was a very rare semi-saint duel.

Within a thousand miles, the wind and clouds of the world changed, and various terrifying visions erupted one after another, and everyone in the distance was frightened.

Zhao Wuji was calm when he changed, allowing the strong wind to blow his long hair, revealing his cold and solemn face, with a sharp and arrogant look between his eyebrows.

The wind and cranes were heard in his ears, and the sound of killing sounds from all directions were shocked. There was a powerful enemy sneering. Zhao Wuji sneered, as if provocative, and calmly took out a wine glass from his sleeve.

A sword servant came forward and brought out the wine to him.

"Fight with me! Killing you is like slaughtering a dog!" Zhao Wuji drank it all, without concealing his voice, and deliberately let Lin Yun hear it.

He is not afraid at all, he is just crazy!

He is full of confidence in the four semi-saint dead men.

I have to say that the four semi-saint dead soldiers are indeed very strong. Lin Yun noticed an unusual aura just after facing each other.

When the ancient seal bloomed in the eyes of the four people at the same time, the killing aura rushed to the sky, and the terrifying evil aura instantly spread out.

The sneer at the corner of Zhao Wuji's mouth became colder and colder.

Swish!

The figures of both sides intertwined, and a flash of light flashed by, and four heads flew out at the same time.

With a sword, the sky rose and the earth fell, and a light flashed.

That is the first light that begins chaos, the beginning of reincarnation, and the birth of heaven and earth.

With one sword, he killed the four saints, and the heads rolled, and Lin Yun's steps did not stop at all.

"It's the light of moment!"

Gu Zijing and Jiang Yunting were numb when they saw it. They had heard that Ye Qingtian in the Six Holy City was the semi-saint who was killed with this sword.

Originally, the few people were quite regretful that they had not seen this sword at the famous sword conference. After seeing it, they understood why Ye Qingtian didn't come out of this sword.

I also know that what he said at the beginning was not false. If he hadn't wanted to kill Feng Shaoyu, it would be easy for him to defeat the other party.

"The light of moment."

Zhao Wuji's face turned pale in an instant, and his hand holding the wine glass kept shaking in the wind.

His mouth twitched and his cheeks trembled slightly. Damn it, the rumors were real, there was such a sword.

"Young Master, I'll stop him." The face of the half-saint of Ziyuan Realm next to him changed slightly, and he quickly persuaded him.

"I won't leave! Will I be afraid of him? Tian Yuan, kill this person for me, I want him to carry that sword!" Zhao Wuji's face was gloomy and stubborn. He said the name of the semi-saint of the Ziyuan Realm and gritted his teeth.

The half-saint of the Heavenly Ape showed helpless expression on his face. At this moment, he couldn't help thinking too much. Lin Yun had completely killed him.

Swish!

His body swayed gently, and a faint ripples appeared in the void, and the rules of the holy path lingered on him.

Widths of purple holy aura rose slowly, and he stood in the air. The rules of the holy Tao condensed into purple flowers, and he was as free and vast as a saint.

He is also a semi-saint in the Ziyuan Realm. This person is stronger than Feng Shaoyu at many levels. His calmness and courage, the aura of the great way in me, has gathered all the momentum between heaven and earth on him.

"Carry the table and drink! Today, I must see someone else's head fall to the ground!"

Zhao Wuji roared angrily, and the three sword servants did not dare to say much, so they stepped forward one by one and quickly brought out a table and a gorgeous chair.

Zhao Wuji leaned on the chair, and the three sword servants, the tiger, leopard, dog, were trembling, and their legs were trembling.

They could not imagine that Lin Yun, who had greeted the temple before, was so terrifying.

Deep down, they didn't want to stay here at all, but Zhao Wuji insisted on not leaving, and they didn't dare to run away first.

"Pour wine!"

Zhao Wuji was not caring, and the wine turned into a straight line in front of him, filling the wine glass bit by bit. His eyes were staring at the half-saint of the Tianao who was confronting Lin Yun.

"You are worthy of being a sword-dog genius who has been seen in five hundred years. It is a pity to kill you. Unfortunately, you still have to die and offend!"

The half-saint of the Heavenly Ape did not talk nonsense, and called out a holy sword, and the rules of the holy path lingered in it. He raised his hand and stabbed it out.

Bang!

When a sword stabbed out, the air exploded like an avalanche, and wherever the sword light passed, the person who blocked it was invincible.

This sword is very skillful and does not work hard, and it is better than thousands of sword techniques in Nirvana realm.

The Heavenly Ape Half Saint is very smart. He doesn’t play any fancy moves with Lin Yun, just one word, ruthless!

"good!"

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji couldn't help laughing and reached out to pick up the cup on the table.

Lin Yun activated the Burial Flower Shuangxingyao, and the moment he raised his sword to block the opponent's sword body, turning it gently.

Swish!

The two of them interlaced and crossed their bodies as if they were moving and changing positions. Lin Yun was directly shaken away without even holding the sword.

Swish!

He turned around again, landed lightly on the table in front of Zhao Wuji, reached out to grab Zhao Wuji, grabbed the wine glass that had just filled, and looked up and drank it all.

Zhao Wuji was stunned and was stunned on the spot, thinking that he was dazzled.

"Young Master!"

The half-saint of the Heavenly Ape was shocked and then realized that Ye Qingtian could not stop this sword, but he used this golden cicada to escape and seize something else.

Knowing that the fooled Tianyuan Half Saint was anxious and wanted to rush over to help Zhao Wuji, but he had just made some moves.

Lin Yun was shaken away, but it seemed like someone was holding it. The two stars bloomed and used their exquisite sword techniques, dragging him directly.

This is the burial of flowers!

"Good wine is actually a thousand-year-old fire. I haven't drunk this wine for many years."

Lin Yun played with the wine glass, looked at Zhao Wuji who was so close to him, and smiled.

run!

The three sword servants were so scared that they were scattered. They didn't care about the relationship between the master and the servant, and turned around and wanted to run away.

Lin Yun pointed to the sword together, and there were three swords in the blink of an eye, each sword was right in the middle of his eyebrows.

Before the three sword servants could turn around, there was an extra hole on their foreheads and they fell to the ground in anger.

Zhao Wuji woke up and sat upright on the gorgeous chair, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, and did not dare to move at all.

Damn it!

His face was pale, and his five fingers holding the handrail were deeply imprinted inside.

It is impossible to beg for mercy. There is no word beg for mercy in Zhao Wuji's dictionary. He simply took the initiative and said coldly: "If you have the guts, kill me. Let's see if you have sex, see if you can let you go!"
To be continued...