The pain was unimaginable, cruel and torturous.

"Is this all you have? It's really disappointing to me. I haven't done my best yet, so get up!"

Lin Yun scolded him coldly, and at the same time, a blue dragon surrounded his body. At this moment, the power of the blue dragon and the power of the sword were perfectly integrated, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on them. Several people were struggling hard on the ground, but they couldn't get up.

Except for Ye Ziling, everyone else's faces turned pale and their facial features were distorted.

Click, click, click!

All the bones in his body were crackling under the pressure.

How can it be so strong?

When Lin Yun was in the Heavenly Soul Realm, they felt that the other party's potential was astonishing, and they would be unimaginable once he was promoted to Star Lord.

But I never thought that I would be so strong that I couldn't even stand up in front of him. What's even more terrifying is that the opponent's sword intent seems to be vast and endless.

"Feng Zhang, you have been able to practice Fengxing Sword Technique to the realm of transformation. It seems that you still have a temper. But is your temper just that little? You can't even stand up... That day, you told me that Xingjun can't

What a shameful temper!"

Lin Yun had a sharp look on his eyebrows, looked at Feng Zhang who was struggling to get up, and said coldly.

Feng Zhang's face changed and he didn't look good. Lin Yun brought up old things again, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

He gritted his teeth and said nothing, pushing his sword intent to the limit while constantly recalling the various mysteries of the Heaven-reaching Sword Intent explained by Lin Yun.

Click, click, click!

Along with this difficult confrontation, the sword intent in his body surged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he stood up little by little.

Jiang Lichen and Liu Qingyan were both stunned. Deep in Feng Zhang's heart, there was indeed a tenacity that no one else could see.

That day, Lin Yun became a sword in seven steps, and the humiliation and trauma caused to him have not completely dissipated.

It's just that he doesn't hate Lin Yun. The so-called humiliation is just his own. He doesn't hate Lin Yun, he only hates himself and hates himself for not living up to expectations!

Feng Zhang gritted his teeth and with the energy in his heart, he stood up against the power of the Canglong Sword.

Bang!

But the moment he stood up, Lin Yun looked coldly, and the invisible power of the sword struck his heart.

Click!

You can hear the sound of bones breaking. This blow caused extremely severe injuries.

Liu Qingyan and Jiang Lichen looked at Lin Yun, with anger flashing in their eyes. This was a bit too cruel.

"Hahaha, that's not enough! Lin Yun, if you have the ability, just let me kneel down!" But who knows, the embarrassed Feng Zhang laughed like crazy and stood up again.

If you are not a crazy demon, you cannot become a Buddha!

If you keep thinking about it, there will be repercussions.

Lin Yun glanced at him and said calmly: "As you wish!"

The sword cocoon buried deep between his eyebrows bloomed with a faint light, and the sword intent of Shenxiao suddenly spread out.

This is not enough!

Lin Yun waved and took out the Thousand Thunder Sword from the box. The sword was not unsheathed, but the pressure still made everyone present feel like they were falling into an abyss and it was unbearable.

Even someone as strong as Ye Ziling trembled uncontrollably under such pressure.
Chapter completed!