Chapter 363 - Battle of the Master

"This boy is weird. Is this the most powerful person in this guy?" While Yan Yunjian retreated, his heart was shocked.

"Kid, I didn't expect you to be the best here. You killed my brother." Yan Yunjian's face was gloomy, and his spiritual power rolled all over his body.

"What's wrong with the little man who attacked, damn it!" Lin Yuan's face was indifferent.

"Da damn it, be a piece of corpse." Yan Yunjian roared, and a sword came across the sky, and the space shattered.

"Bum!"

The air under his feet suddenly exploded, and Lin Yuan's figure, almost like a cannonball, suddenly swept out a hundred feet, and in two breaths, he had dodged the blow of Yan Yunjian.

On Liu Zilong's side, the battle has already begun. Dozens of people's attacks emit endless spiritual light, such as gods and demons and sword light attacks, all of which are Liu Zilong's dangerous areas.

Liu Zilong wandered among dozens of people, his pace was magical, and his whole body swayed left and right, emitting a purple sword light from time to time.

"Be careful, he wants to break each!" Seeing this scene, a strong man in the early days of Zifu immediately roared.

"You know, it's useless!"

As soon as his roar fell, he suddenly felt that the air behind him exploded, and Liu Zilong's figure appeared behind him like a ghost.

"I just found out now, isn't it too late!" Liu Zilong laughed, and the purple sword in his hand suddenly emitted endless purple sword light, and the sword light was fierce.

Feeling the fierce violence behind him, the face of the strong man in the purple mansion realm also changed slightly, and then his body shook, and his spiritual power condensed into an armor on the surface of his body.

"Dong!"

The armor condensed, and Liu Zilong's purple sword light also exploded, heavily on the armor... A terrible force erupted in an instant.

"Bum!"

A sword fell, and the space waved. At present, the face of the strong man at the beginning of the purple mansion was shocked, because he found that his condensed armor was as fragile as thin paper at this moment.

"Kka!"

The armor condensed with spiritual power exploded, followed by the explosion, and the body of the strong man in the realm of Zifu. No one would have thought that Liu Zilong's sword light actually contained the violent power, which directly rushed into his body and exploded it.

Looking at the blood fog spreading under Liu Zilong's sword, several people who had surrounded Liu Zilong immediately sounded a cold breath. No one expected that a strong man in the realm of Zifu would be directly killed by Liu Zilong's sword!

Lin Yuan has also begun to fight for a long time. I don't know how many times the purple sword light and yellow sword light have been fought. Lin Yuan also had to sigh at the strength of the second prince Yan Yunjian.

You should know that the martial artist who came to the ancient battlefield is not the genius of that country. The people who can come here are all elites of one country.

The long sword in his hand trembles and seems to come out of its sheath at any time. Yan Yunjian's eyes narrowed into a line, and the cold light flows inside, as cold as a knife.

In a short fight, Yan Yunjian actually felt a strong threat on Lin Yuan's body. This threat is no longer his custom threat, but a threat from the physical instinct. The physical instinct feels the threat. You can imagine how strong Lin Yuan's strength is.

"Very good, I, Yan Yunjian, underestimated people for the first time in my life. I didn't expect to be such a boy. You were indeed underestimated by me, but so what, you would still lose me."

The left hand pressed at the end of the hilt, and the back of the Yanyun sword was straight. When he broke through the sky, he saw the sharp light going up against the current and collided with the edge of the swords of Lin Yuan. Suddenly, there was an endless fine bursting sound in the void, and the chaotic will storm spread in all directions.

"Swallow Kill!"

The swords of the two were equally sharp, and the spiritual power in Yan Yun's sword's body gushed out in an instant, pouring into the long sword in his hand. The long sword roared, carrying the huge waves of yellow sand all over the sky like a tornado, and the sword cut to Lin Yuan.

Wow!

The yellow sword spirit is moving forward, tearing the obstacles of the space, a fierce sword spirit with the sharpness of the sword, straight to the forest edge in the void, moving forward.

The sword of the universe was pulled out in an instant, and Lin Yuan held the sword in the air.

The yellow sword spirit is like a crack in the void, which directly disperses half of the yellow sword spirit of the Yanyun sword, and the other half is also annihilated and invisible.

The war here seems to have affected many martial artists coming to watch, and because of Yan Yuntian's reckless search these days, many people understand their purpose.

More and more warriors have gathered here, all of whom are warriors in the realm of Zifu, and even in the middle of the realm of Zifu.

In the battle between the two sides, the spiritual power of the whole sky trembled, because they were all warriors in the early stage of the purple mansion realm. Liu Zilong was okay to deal with it. In such a short time, Liu Zilong has killed the two warriors.

In the comments of the crowd, Lin Yuan directly rushed up to the sky and rushed up against Yan Yunjian. The Qiankun sword waved to the extreme, and the sword blocked the terrorist attack of Yan Yunjian. Not only that, although Lin Yuan was in the countercurrent, the counterattack force made the countercurrent stagnate and resisted.

Ding Ding Ding Ding...

If the battle between Lin Yuan and Yan Yuntian, the speed and strength reached the limit at that time, then Lin Yuan's battle with Yan Yunjian at this time both exceeded that limit and continued to rise, which was quite endless.

Because the speed was too fast and the sword came out quickly, the figures of the two did not disappear. Instead, they developed in another direction. In the high air, there were two figures everywhere, from ten to 20, 20 to 40, 40 to 80. Hundreds of Lin Yuan and hundreds of Yanyun swords were facing each other.

The fighting postures are different, some hold swords against each other, some chase each other, some compete with swords exquisitely, and some fight in the air, and some burst into force.

The martial artists in the realm of Zifu often fought for dozens of miles, and the breath of destruction spread, directly destroying dozens of meters around them. The mountains and rocks were broken and the vegetation was destroyed.

Dozens of miles away, far away, everyone was stunned, and everyone was dumbfounded.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that someone would have brought swordsmanship to such an outrageous state, and it was not two.

What's more, it will not be believed that only the warriors in the middle and early realms of the Zifu can exert such power. Such a level of battle can be compared with ordinary warriors in the late Zifu.

The strength of Yan Yunjian surpasses their imagination.

Lin Yuan's strength also shocked them again.

The peerless geniuses of the two countries fight together, which is not only a national struggle, but also a battle between kendo.

Kendo is sharp, and everything is destroyed. The ordinary purple realm can't withstand such a sharpness. Moreover, both of them are urged to the extreme when they see the edge.

This is a battle of Kendo masters, which is rare in a hundred years.