Chapter 500: The Evolution of Kendo Tattoos "What? This... what kind of supernatural power is this?" Mo Wuliang looked at Lin Yun in horror. Lin Yun's attack is obviously much stronger than his. "Crack! Crack!" The blue light above the sword became more and more intense, and finally dyed the entire sky blue-purple, as if reflecting the sky like a blue sky. boom! An azure blue blade light enough to cover half of the sky shot up from the sword, leaping out of the sky like an angry dragon, ruthlessly plundering the bloody blade light! "Bang! Bang! Bang!" The two streams of energy instantly intertwined in the void, triggering a series of thunderous explosions, as if the "August 17" was about to shake the whole world down, terrifying energy ripples It's even more madness sweeping around!

next moment. "Thump, thump, thump!" Mo Wuliang retreated again and again, and a trace of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth again, obviously being backlashed. But Lin Yun stood proudly in midair, not moving a muscle. "How...how is this possible!" Mo Wuliang widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost. He couldn't believe that he was still defeated after a move he tried his best? He was even injured? This completely subverts Mo Wuxing's three views! He is infinitely demonic, the majestic evil king and strongman of the dark camp, but he was forced to this position! Moreover, Lin Yun is only a sage king! "You...you are really..." Mo Wuhuang's eyes widened, his face full of shock. "Now, it's my turn to attack!" Lin Yun's indifferent voice sounded. "you wanna die!" Under Mo Wuliang's rage, he raised his saber and attacked fiercely again. But Lin Yun has no intention of entangled with him. "Boom!" Holding a sword in his hand, Lin Yun stepped on the dragon's step, and attacked Mo Wuliang like a gust of wind, and killed the Mo Tianhuang in an instant. "break!" Lin Yun held the sword in his hand and stabbed out suddenly.

Not to be outdone, Mo Wuliang roared angrily, and a black dragon appeared behind him. "clang!" The sword slammed fiercely on Mo Wuliang's broken knife, and a huge force was transmitted. At this moment, Mo Wuliang only felt that his right hand holding the knife seemed to lose consciousness, and there was a dull pain in the tiger's mouth, and his whole body flew backwards like a shooting star, and finally fell to the ground in embarrassment. Lin Yun didn't hold back that sword just now, if it wasn't for Mo Wuliang's burning of his lifespan in exchange for strength, he might have been defeated already. "Pfft!" Mo Wuliang who fell to the ground spat out another mouthful of blood, and his eyes were ferocious: "Lin Yun, I don't accept it! I don't accept it! I, Mo Wuliang, am a genius who is once in a thousand years, and it is absolutely impossible to lose to a piece of trash like you!" Mo Wuliang struggled to get up, drew out his knife again and aimed at Lin Yun. "Hmph, stubbornness." Lin Yun shook his head and sighed, this Mo Wuliang's temperament really made Lin Yun feel disgusted, and he would not look back until he hit the south wall. "Blood Fiend Saber! Blood River Nine Slashes, Sixth Slash!" Mo Wuliang's eyes were scarlet, and he looked like he was insane. With the broken knife in his hand, he slashed down again, bringing a terrifying power like a stormy sea, and came to suppress Lin Yun. "Lin Yun! Let me die!" "Blood Fiend Saber Art, the seventh form!" As soon as Lin Yun thought of this, he also quickly turned the kendo tattoo. Immediately afterwards, Lin Yun swung his sword and went towards Mo Wuhuang's sword. Ding! The two long knives collided fiercely, sparks flew everywhere, and a terrifying wave of energy raged around again. "Kick, kick, kick!" Lin Yun and Mo Wuliang all retreated. "Hiss!" Mo Wuliang couldn't help but gasped, he never expected that he would burn his lifespan and use the Blood Fiend Saber to fight the sixth move, but he couldn't beat Lin Yun! This Lin Yun's combat power "is it so terrifying?! "Blood Fiend Saber Jue, the eighth form, Blood Fiend Returns to Origin!" Mo Wuliang gritted his teeth and growled... boom! He broke the knife in his hand, and suddenly released an unparalleled bloody aura. In an instant, the air within a radius of 100 meters from Fang seemed to freeze, and the temperature rose rapidly, making one's hairs stand on end.

The next moment, Mo Wuliang jumped up, his legs were suspended in mid-air, his figure was erratic, as if he was moving through the blood mist, it was so weird and unpredictable that it was impossible to guard against. "Um?" Lin Yun also showed some astonishment when he saw Mo Wuliang's methods. Immediately afterwards, Mo Wuliang's figure appeared beside Lin Yun like a ghost. "Die to me!" Mo Wuliang raised the broken knife and slashed it down. "Hehe, you are trying to hurt me with your little tricks?" Lin Yun smiled dismissively, and then shook his arm. call out! The sword in Lin Yun's hand sprang out like a poisonous snake. Pooh! The extremely sharp sword pierced Mo Wuliang's shoulder in an instant! Mo Wuliang muffled a sound, and flew out backwards. "puff!" Mo Wuliang spat out another mouthful of blood. On his chest, a hole the size of a bowl appeared. Blood sprayed out unstoppably. Mo Wuliang twisted his neck with difficulty, looked at his wound, his face became even paler. "What kind of magic weapon is this...it's so powerful!" Mo Wuliang was shocked. Although he has burned his lifespan, he can explode at the level of a saint king. But after all, he is not a real saint king, he can only be regarded as a false saint king. Even if he burns a lot of lifespan, his strength still hasn't reached the saint king realm, so he is still not Lin Yun's opponent. .