Chapter 393 -- Blood as a guide

Huh.

Lin Yuan took a breath. He looked at the figure that appeared in sight again after the barrier burst that day, and couldn't help grinning.

This Yan Yunlong is really difficult to deal with. If he had been a few days ago, I'm afraid he would have been bombarded. Now Lin Yuan's own strength has increased so much, but Yan Yunlong is still as motionless as a mountain. This pair of hands are really tricky...

However, in Lin Yuan's eyes, there is still no worry at all. Instead, there is a happy look. Such an opponent is worthy of his all-out efforts.

In fact, what Lin Yuan didn't know is that Yan Yunlong a few days ago was indeed not as strong as at this time. The main reason is that during this period, Yan Yunlong directly broke through a realm. His own strength reached the middle of the late Zifu, and his own strength soared.

Originally, it is a genius cultivated by the power of a country, which has been extremely demonized. Coupled with its own talent and adventure, several people can be compared.

Below, he saw that his heaven and earth barrier was broken in an instant. Yan Yunlong's face was as heavy as water, holding the palm of the golden sword, and trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan felt that he was difficult to deal with in his heart, and he was not shocked by such a fierce offensive like Lin Yuan. The battle with Lin Yuan was simply more consumed than that of his opponents in his life.

A surprising offensive fell, but the two people on the sky and the ground strangely fell into a brief silence. For a moment, no one launched a fierce offensive again.

"They consume too much..." Some warriors looked at the two people who were still in the air at the same time, moved their eyes and whispered.

"They have fought a lot today..." The rest of the warriors nodded.

"This is a life-and-death duel and an ancient battle. At this time, Macao is preparing for a deadly blow." Some warriors were amazing in their eyes, and they could see the purpose of the two at this time.

"I didn't expect that this Yan Yunlong had reached the middle stage of the later period of Zifu. It's not surprising that such a strong man's own spiritual power has been supported until now, but it's really surprising that Lin Yuan's teenager can survive until now and has performed such powerful martial arts repeatedly."

"That teenager is not an ordinary person..."

Some warriors seem to see something: "Have you found that this teenager's spiritual power is very strange, which contains a lot of vitality, and he seems to have a cycle that can constantly absorb the aura of heaven and earth."

A warrior sighed, "I was born to be sensitive to such things, so I found out." With a smile.

"Who on earth has more chances of winning?" A viewer asked that his own strength had reached the middle of Zifu.

The martial artist frowned slightly and immediately shook his head. "It's hard to say that although Lin Yuan's offensive is relatively fierce now, Yan Yunlong must still have his cards."

The man paused and did not continue to say, "You should be clear that Yan Yunlong still has the subtraction found in ancient ruins. Up to now, he has only used three moves, at least one move, or even two moves."

"But the young man may also have some means. From the swordsmanship just now, it seems that it is a very special rhythm..." The keen warrior continued.

"Yes, we all underestimated him. We thought that such a decisive battle would end soon, but we didn't expect it to be so wonderful, so we still have to confirm who will die in this test..."

The warrior sighed, however, just as his voice fell, the eyes of some warriors suddenly condensed, and their eyes immediately turned to the direction where Yan Yunlong was in the field. At this time, the latter suddenly sat in the air, and the golden sword in his hand floated directly in the air. Then, he put an extremely strange hand. Gestures.

A mouthful of blood spewed directly from Yan Yunlong's mouth, and finally turned into a blood mass and landed on the golden sword suspended in mid-air. Suddenly, an extremely strange breath began to slowly permeate his body.

"Maybe it's soon... Yan Yunlong actually used blood to improve combat effectiveness..."

Looking at Yan Yunlong's strange behavior, some warriors took a deep breath, and some warriors were also quietly holding them tightly. It seems that Yan Yunlong will finally use hidden means. I don't know whether the teenager can follow this time. If he can't take it, I'm afraid there should be this competition. It turned out...!

buzz

The strange breath permeated from Yan Yunlong's body, and when the breath permeated, there was a blood fog, which swept out of his body like a storm.

That mouthful of blood was evaporated in an instant and turned into a blood mist. Soon it permeated half of the sky, and there was an extremely amazing evil spirit, which emanated from it.

In the distance, all the people also looked at this scene with shock, and then secretly inhaled the cold air. They could feel the horror of Yan Yunlong's move. It seemed that at this point, the latter would also begin to use the means of pressing the bottom of the box.

For a moment when the blood spewed out, Yan Yunlong did not know what he had used, which directly turned the blood into a blood fog. Then, the blood fog seemed to be guided by something, and the aura between heaven and earth was also attracted in an instant.

The aura of heaven and earth was swallowed by wisps of small blood beads and became more transparent. Then, the golden sword suspended in mid-air trembled more and more frequently.

Lin Yuan suspended the sky and looked at this scene with a solemn face. From the torrential blood fog, he felt an extremely strong danger.

After that, Lin Yuan's body exuded strong spiritual power and began to slowly fall from the sky, falling into the distance of Yan Yunlong. He stepped on the ground, and a wisp of purple-gold sword flashed in the center of his eyebrows, and a sharp purple-gold light swept away against the sitting Yan Yunlong.

"Sneer!"

The purple-gold light flashed like lightning, but when it was still ten feet away from Yan Yunlong, it dissipated out of thin air. It seemed that there was an invisible barrier around Yan Yunlong to protect it.

Yan Yunlong looked at Lin Dong indifferently. There was a little scarlet light surging in his eyes, but in that touch of scarlet, there was still a golden light.

Yan Yunlong ignored Lin Yuan's movements over there. His lightning-changing gesture suddenly solidified, and his hoarse and indifferent voice slowly came out: "My means, even the warriors in the later stage of Zifu can be killed. Lin Yuan, you and my two brothers, today is the time for you to pay for your life."

As soon as Yan Yunlong's voice fell, it immediately made the martial artists in the middle of the distance sound a series of inhaling cold air. Such a tone was extremely terrible. At this time, the real decisive battle began.

Lin Yuan took a deep breath and smiled. The Qiankun sword in his hand was also inserted into the ground, and his hands were also quickly changing gestures.

Seeing this scene, Yan Yunlong's eyes fluctuated slightly, but he did not speak, and then his eyelids drooped slightly and stopped saying anything.