Chapter 371 -- Kendo Rhythm

"Don't worry, my swordsmanship can also kill you. You'd better fight with all your strength." The Qiankun sword in Lin Yuan's hand sounded in an instant.

"It's coming!"

All the spectators stared at the two people in the distance, staring wide, the momentum of the sky, covering the sky, and the clouds that have just dissipated seem to converge again.

All people are watching. They are looking at what the cards of these two are. They want to see how strong such a battle will be.

The two great kendo geniuses stood empty and confronted each other. On the periphery, the tornado storm formed by the spiritual storm was still roaring, quietly-moving, and the whole world seemed to be stationary.

Boom! Boom!

The two rushed to each other at the same time, and the terrible gas explosion could not be covered by the tornado.

"The third style of Xianxia swordsmanship - Yunxing Xiawei!"

"Sword Three!"

I don't know if it's a coincidence that the super killing moves issued by the two are related to the word 'three'. Yan Yunjian is the third type, while Lin Yuan's is the third move.

"Haha, do you only know these moves, or are you exhausted and said that the same moves have no effect on me at all." Yan Yunjian saw that Lin Yuan was actually using the same move, and his eyes were full of disdain.

The yellow sword spirit enveloped the whole space in an instant. In the space, it was all full of yellow sword shadows. Yunsheng, Xia Yesheng, fierce explosive power, unexpectedly exuded unsable sword spirit in an instant, attacking Lin Yuan, full of lethality.

"Kid, you die. This move was found in the ancient ruins. There are two moves behind, but I can't use it at all. My eldest brother can only use the fourth move, but this third move is enough to kill you." Yan Yunjian is full of confidence.

The spiritual storm that had already formed expanded again in an instant, and the scope of sweeping gradually expanded. Those warriors, even the moment the sword spirit hit, felt numb their scalps.

"What kind of move is this? It shouldn't exist here at all. This is a peerless sword move and is impeccable." Those warriors who watched were excited and shocked to see such swordsmanship.

"Will the teenager survive with such a sword move?" Some people made such an emotion. At the moment of this sword move, it was simply too strong.

In contrast, the Qiankun sword in his hand also came out of its sheath in an instant, trembling, and the Qiankun sword instantly turned into three purple-gold sword gas, shot out, and met the sword spirit of Yanyun Sword respectively.

Dongdong!

Lin Yuan, which no one looked at, actually stabbed Yan Yunjian with the used sword at this moment. At this moment, the people watching seemed to have another feeling of regret.

Puff!

At the moment of touching the yellow sword spirit of Yanyun Sword, the formed clouds were directly smashed, as if a sharp sword had pierced into the white paper. It was simply unbearable. The yellow sword spirit instantly turned into a wisp of yellow smoke and dissipated, and there was no sound.

"What, it's not good!"

Yan Yunjian's eyes-sudden, his confident strongest move, under Lin Yuan's move, was so unbearable, how could he not be shocked.

There is no idea. Yan Yunjian's next idea is to defend with all his strength. He does not believe that his two layers of defense will not be able to stop the weakening of force and the moves he has just endured.

The two layers of defense of Yan Yunjian are indeed strong and messy. Lin Yuan's purple-gold sword spirit instantly breaks through layers of defense, and even the third move of Yan Yunjian is not used at all.

Time change, in an instant, the yellow sword spirit formed by spiritual power dissipated, but the defense of Yan Yunjian was gradually penetrated.

Poo!

The first layer of defense was pierced, and the second layer of defense was pierced. The purple-gold Qiankun sword, the bearer's irresistible prestige, shot at Yan Yunjian's neck.

At the time of life and death-line, Yan Yunjian seemed to be able to see the trajectory of Lin Yuan's sword. Unexpectedly, his neck was crooked. Qiankun Sword rubbed his neck and did not touch him at all.

However, at the next moment, the purple-gold sword spirit deflected in an instant and cut directly into his arm, and blood gushed out in an instant and floated in mid-air.

Lin Yuan's swordsmanship is so strong that he ignores the attack of Yan Yun's sword!

The purple-gold light appeared, and the blood splashed, which was amazing and murderous!

Lin Yuan's move, the existence of Jianyun is vivid, the sword rhyme emanates, the sky collapses and the earth cracks, and the whole air spewed out at the moment when Lin Yuan broke through the Yanyun sword.

This move made everyone creepy. Yan Yunjian's move was already very powerful and could kill most of the warriors in Zifu in seconds. Even the warriors in the later period of Zifu saw a shot and didn't expect to be broken like this.

Lin Yuan's sword move, its lethality and spiritual power, and attack power are unprecedentedly strong. One contact made Yan Yunjian suffer unprecedented trauma.

The audience was stunned. From beginning to end, they never thought that Yan Yunjian would lose, which was really difficult to accept.

In their cognition, even if Lin Yuan's bottom card is a draw at most, they would never have thought that such a situation would happen.

"Hss! It's impossible. I have reached the extreme of the edge of kendo. Coupled with this ancient swordsmanship, why is there so much difference!" Yan Yunjian's eyes stared.

Yan Yunjian, who had just been able to fight against each other, failed in an instant, and his whole expression was lonely and speechless.

"Jianyun, do I feel Jianyun?"

"Yes, it's the existence of Jianyun, absolutely!"

Yan Yunjian suddenly understood why he lost, why his attack would be broken in an instant, and his proud swordsmanship was so vulnerable.

Such thinking, in just a short moment, during the pause of Yan Yunjian, Lin Yuan's purple-gold swordmang attacked again, which was so powerful that it was unimaginable.

It seems that this sword comes from the sky, and it seems that this sword does not belong to the world at all.

A sword came, the sky collapsed, the space shattered, and a large area of space lost its color and collapsed one after another.

A purple-gold sword light seemed to come from the universe, and the sword light flashed and disappeared.

The storm disappeared, the tornado formed by spiritual power also disappeared, and Liu Zilong also stopped fighting in an instant.

It seems that the world is still, it seems that heaven and earth are suspending, and everything seems to be gradually disappearing in the eyes of Yan Yunjian. In the whole world, there is only Lin Yuan's sword.

A blood spewed out of Yan Yunjian's neck, and the whole world seemed to be covered by Yan Yunjian's blood, so the ordinary people breathed still in an instant.

"You understand the sword rhyme, and my eldest brother will avenge me!" Yan Yunjian's face was full of fear, and his body was instantly lowered to the area, and the blood on his neck sprayed out.

"Lost, Yan Yunjian is defeated!"

"How can it be that Yan Yunjian died like this? It's incredible!"

"Yes, Yan Yunjian just said Jianyun, is that...!" Some thoughtful people have been observing that when Lin Yuan made a sword rhyme, they also existed in the world.

"I understand the sword rhyme, this, this...!"

"A peerless genius has emerged. Among these ancient relics, who else will be his opponent..." Many people whispered and couldn't believe what happened in front of them.