Chapter 398 -- Kill the Cloud Dragon

At this time, in Yan Yunlong's heart, his timid heart actually rose. When he saw Lin Yuan's movements, he actually cut himself at once, and he actually had the idea of retreating.

"Lin Yuan, I remember you!"

Yan Yunlong said he would leave, and the golden spiritual power on his body instantly agitated, instantly moving away from the direction of Lin Yuan, shooting towards the distance, and even his subordinates didn't care.

As the prince of the State of Yan, and he is a peerless genius, coupled with his hot personality, he fully knows the current situation at this time and does not stay at all.

"Where to go!"

Wo!

With a flash of sword light, Lin Yuan's speed soared in an instant, and his figure appeared directly in front of Yan Yunlong.

"You can't run away!"

Lin Yuan said indifferently.

At this time, Yan Yunlong's face was full of anger when he looked at Lin Yuan. "Lin Yuan, you really think you can leave me alone. I, Yan Yunlong, want to leave, and no one can stop me."

After saying that, his figure was divided into two, and two identical Yan Yunlong appeared. Even the breath contained in the spiritual power was the same, and it was impossible to tell which one was the body.

Two Yan Yunlong instantly flew one left and one right, choosing different directions to fly.

Lin Yuan smiled and was not moved at all. His body squirmed and separated two figures. Although the two figures were not even the same as the breath of spiritual power, except for the breath of spiritual power, they could not distinguish between true and false.

Lin Yuan on the left held the universe sword and flew out. A sword stabbed one of the Yan Yunlong. The extremely fast sword speed made his figure psychedelic, like a phantom in the water.

Poo!

There is no blood blooming, and this figure of Yan Yunlong is fake.

Another Lin Yuan followed Yan Yunlong's real body, and his speed obviously surpassed him.

"Lin Yuan, everything is done, and you don't have a good end."

"You shouldn't tell me that."

"If I get rid of it today, he will definitely return it ten times every day."

In an instant, the Yan Yunlong actually got two points again.

"Diao Chong's skill, is this your limit? It's so disappointing!"

This time, Lin Yuan did not separate the split, but burst directly, and countless purple-gold figures rushed out, submerging Yan Yunlong and his split into it.

This set of martial arts was learned by Lin Yuan from the purple-gold beads. He thought it was useless, but who didn't want to use it today.

There is a golden sword spirit in the dense dark shadow, and the golden sword light rushes to the sky.

Yan Yunlong, who knew that he could not escape, was surrounded by so many Lin Yuan, and his eyes were resentful. He actually fought directly with Lin Yuan and exerted his skills to the limit.

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At this moment, the purple-gold sword light shone in the sky, and Lin Yuan's body emitted purple-gold light. A small shining tower appeared in his hand again, and it was added to the Qiankun sword. On it, a purple-gold bead kept swaying.

The momentum on Lin Yuan's body bloomed in an instant. At this moment, he was a god, and he was the invincible existence in this area. Haotian Tower came out of Tiandi Town.

Lin Yuan held a sword in both hands, and a purple-gold figure flashed continuously, and then appeared behind Yan Yunlong.

"Since you are poor, it's time for you to die, but it's a pity that I haven't seen the complete swordsmanship of Xianxia, that is, the last sword." Lin Yuan said lightly.

The figure appeared behind Yan Yunlong and didn't seem to care about Yan Yunlong's movements at this time. Even when Lin Yuan finished this sentence, the whole space was silent.

In front, Yan Yunlong's movements were also still, with a stunned look on his face. It seemed that he still couldn't believe the current situation. Hearing Lin Yuan's words, "It turns out that I am your stepping stone and the object of experience."

A faint blood stain appeared on his neck. When the wind blew, Yan Yunlong's head rose to the sky, and the blood water was like a fountain, rushing high.

......

"I'm not willing!"

The head rising to the sky made an extremely resentful roar and immediately stopped abruptly.

Lin Yuan shook his head. If he had known this, there would be no need to go through this muddy water.

On the way to practice, he was born against the sky. All geniuses rose up from his other geniuses. However, who do you choose to target? This time, Yan Yunlong regarded Lin Yuan as a weak man and a stepping stone on the road to cultivation. Obviously, he failed and served as a stepping stone for Lin Yuan.

In a messy area, the sky is like an autumn wind blowing, rolling up some gravel and dead leaves. Everyone looked at the void and closed the forest edge of the two eyes. After a long time, a complex look finally gushed out.

Yan Yunlong lost, and the result was death. The first day of the whole Yan country was killed by Lin Yuan because he offended Lin Yuan.

Obviously, no one can predict this outcome.

"This guy is really amazing."

Many warriors watching the battle looked at each other, and they could see a touch of heartfelt admiration from the other party's shocked eyes.

Originally, no one would have thought that the final result would be like this, let alone that Yan Yunlong, who reached the later stage of Zifu, would lose to Lin Yuan, who was only in the middle of Zifu.

As a result, everyone was shocked, and all the warriors were also incredible.

Lin Yuan's eyes were closed and completely indifferent to their comments. His body faintly exuded purple-gold spiritual power, and in the sky, all the spiritual power gathered on Lin Yuan's body.

Some of the warriors around saw that the battle was over, and there were no treasures here, and they were scattered. In an instant, only Lin Yuan was left in the whole area.

When all the warriors left and only a cup of tea, Lin Yuan's mouth suddenly spewed out a mouthful of black blood, and his body was no longer out of mid-air, but turned into a streamer and went far away.

About an hour, a purple-gold streamer landed under a mountain. The blue-shirted teenager was Lin Yuan.

The corners of the mouth seem to have blood that has just been spewed out, and the momentum of the whole body seems to be not very stable. The spiritual power also permeates around the body, and a layer of purple-gold light forms a shield.

"No, I just clearly felt who was peeping at me and who it was. Although there was no hostility, it was that feeling of peeping?" Lin Yuan muttered.

When he landed, there was a cave next to him. Lin Yuan didn't think much about it. At this time, he had got rid of the person who peeped at him, and healing was the most important thing.

The last move, the battle between Lin Yuan and Yan Yunlong, although Lin Yuan had nothing on the surface, such a battle was obviously beyond Lin Yuan's expectation.

relies on pure physical strength to fight against Yan Yunlong, who wears a defensive spirit. In the end, if it weren't for the nine-story tower, it would be difficult for him to kill Yan Yunlong, unless he relies on the existence of Jian Yun.

The view in the cave is not too bright, but because occasionally a ray of sunlight shines in, you can barely see the scene in it. In addition, the current forest edge is the same whether it is day or night.

"I still seize to break through the late period of Zifu, so that Yan Yunlong may not be the strongest in this ancient battlefield." Lin Yuan is very clear in his heart.

Yan Yunlong is only a genius of a medium-sized country. On top of it, there are also the geniuses of these superior countries, who are the real elites. The only thing he can do now is to improve his realm, win a place on this ancient battlefield, and practice himself.