Only when people are not afraid of fighting and are not timid to fight can they continue to make progress.

If he hadn't fought against this Ma Tianyi, how would he have known that he could persist in so many moves in front of a master at the eighth level of martial arts?

Half an hour later.

Lin Yun's body was already covered in scars. Although they were all minor injuries, he still looked a bit scary.

The blood dyed the gown red, Lin Yun gritted his teeth, but still tried to persevere.

Seeing the unyielding look on Lin Yun's face, Ma Tianyi gradually became a little angry.

this

The sword slave is really endless. He obviously has no chance to win, but he still holds on.

Do you really want to make me look embarrassed?

With each additional sword strike, Ma Tianyi felt that the inner disciples on the stage were looking at him with more ridicule.

Time dragged on longer and longer, and before long, the two of them had fought hundreds of moves.

On the high platform, the inner disciples' initial ridicule turned into shock.

The outer disciples below were even more stunned.

This Lin Yun... is trying too hard!

Lin Yun, who was at an absolute disadvantage from the beginning, persisted in a hundred moves, and even after being scarred, he still fought to the death.

"You forced me!"

When Ma Tian saw that he could not win for a long time, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Wow!

In an instant, the power of his sword suddenly surged, and with a flick of his wrist, he thrust out ninety-nine and eighty-one swords, and eight sword winds quickly stabbed Lin Yun from different directions.

There are no blind spots at all, it is the ultimate move of the Storm Sword Technique that comes from all directions.

Recall the light and leave a picture!

Lin Yun's face darkened slightly, and he also used the Liufeng Sword Technique's killing move to meet him.

Clang clang clang!

For a moment, the shadow of the sword was blazing on the competition platform, and the sound of the two swords being handed over could be heard endlessly.

Phew!

The two extremely powerful killing moves can be judged in the blink of an eye.

Lin Yun spit out blood, and after landing on the ground, his body was already shaky.

On the high platform, the sect leader Bai Tianming frowned slightly. Just for a moment, he felt a terrible murderous intention.

But the murderous intention was fleeting, and no one noticed it except him.

Ma Tian had no expression on his face, and with his right hand holding the sword, a wisp of blood dripped down the sword.

Tick ​​tock!

The blood dripped and made a crisp sound.

The two fought and he was injured for the first time.

But the injuries of the two people, which one is less serious and which one is more serious, can be seen clearly, and the winner has been decided.

"You lost."

Ma Tianyi looked at Lin Yun, who was swaying and almost unable to stand, and said softly.

There was no time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Lin Yun held his sword to steady his body, and squeezed out a heart-wrenching smile on his pale face: "My sword is still in my hand, why do you think, senior brother, that I will definitely lose?"

"But I don't think you have any chance of defeating me."

There was a hint of mockery in the corner of Ma Tianyi's mouth, he couldn't even stand still and didn't want to admit defeat.

"Indeed, in the eyes of senior brother, I am a sword slave, and it is already treasonous to challenge me. But there are some things, if you don't stick to it, who can know the result? You have to stick to something in your life. Lin is not talented, but he also has a sword. Please

Senior brother, please teach me!"

The gentle breeze blew gently, blowing Lin Yun's flowing hair.

That delicate face, even if it is pale and without any blood, can still see the pride that lingers between the brows!

Lin Yun, who was on the verge of collapse, suddenly erupted with terrifying power.

Like a fierce tiger that has devoured thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, howling furiously into the sky.

His sword also moved at this moment!

Mingming's aura was like a tiger returning to the mountain, violent and furious. But under the control of the flower-burial sword, his aura was delicate and gentle, moving cautiously and slowly.

The two contrasting temperaments are tightly integrated under the control of the funeral flower sword.

Surprise suddenly flashed across Ma Tianyi's disdainful face.

He suddenly felt a terrifying and extreme sword power on Lin Yun.

It’s endless ambition, it’s rage that fills the sky, it’s the devil that emerges from the depths of hell...

But when he was about to take action, what he saw was a flower, a rose blooming on the tip of the sword.

The unparalleled sword power exploded instantly at the tip of the sword.

Where do flowers come from?
Chapter completed!