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Chapter: 1422

What’s more, Lin Yun has many ways to reduce damage. The Scarlet Blood Sword can reduce damage, and the soft body armor can reduce damage.

“****, is this your strongest ultimate move? If so, it will be difficult for us to decide the outcome.” Lin Yun held his head high.

“Let’s see how resistant you are!”

“Shocking Fist, come again!”

** raised her hand violently.

A golden fist shadow condensed again in mid-air.

**The internal force in the body was crazily poured into the golden glow fist shadow.

next moment.

Rumble!

Fist Shadow was suppressed again with the momentum of destruction, and the space where it passed was distorted and trembling.

“Are you coming again?” Lin Yun’s eyes narrowed.

Lin Yun knew very well the power of this move.

After carrying out one move just now, although the injury was not serious, if he carried out two or three moves in a row, his injury would definitely be aggravated.

At that time, Lin Yun will definitely lose!

“No, we can’t delay like this!” Lin Yun looked serious.

It would be very unfavorable for Lin Yun to carry on like this.

What’s more, even if Lin Yun resisted forcefully, he would only be beaten and could not defeat him.

Rumble!

In Lin Yun’s pupils, this gilded fist shadow magnified at an astonishing speed visible to the naked eye.

A bold idea rose in Lin Yun’s heart.

“The third form of Xuanming swordsmanship, Mie Ling Zhan! Give it to me!”

Lin Yun crazily poured the internal energy in his body into the Scarlet Blood Sword.

Buzz buzz!

The Scarlet Blood Sword trembled instantly, and at the same time burst into a bloody streamer.

Lin Yun’s current idea is very simple, try to activate the third form of the Scarlet Blood Sword.

If it can be activated successfully, it can change the situation of the battle.

After the Scarlet Blood Sword trembled, it stopped suddenly.

The third type, the actuation failed!

“Damn it!” Lin Yun cursed angrily.

After the failure of the third type of actuation.

Time has not allowed Lin Yun to activate the second form.

The shadow of the fist that bloomed with a dazzling golden awn has arrived in front of Lin Yun.

Lin Yun could only quickly raise his sword to resist.

boom!

The huge fist shadow directly hit the Scarlet Blood Sword.

A pit bigger than before reappeared.

“Brother Yun!” White Shark roared.

After seeing this scene, Bai Sha, Hong Ling, and Pan Qing, a disciple of Ice Spirit Palace, felt their hearts hang in their throats again.

Lin Yun’s life and death are uncertain.

Shen Yongqi and his teammates who were watching the battle naturally hoped that Lin Yun would be killed.

The battlefield that had been raging with violent winds suddenly calmed down at this moment.

Including the elders watching the battle in the square, they all stared at the big screen intently, wondering if Lin Yun would come out of the pit again, and whether Lin Yun was dead.

A few seconds later, a figure slowly crawled out of the pit.

Lin Yun’s clothes were torn, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

“Ahem!”

Lin Yun, who stood by the pit, coughed dryly twice, and coughed up blood at the same time.

The breath is also weaker.

Lin Yun took the risk to trigger the third move, and if he succeeded, he could turn the tide of the battle.

And if you fail, you have to bear the consequences of failure.

When Hong Ling and Bai Sha saw Lin Yun come out alive, they only experienced a moment of joy before falling into worry again.

“Brother Yun is in such a state, how can we continue fighting!” White Shark was worried.

White Shark wanted to rush forward to help Lin Yun.

But with his current strength, he can’t shake ** at all.

Moreover, this was a one-on-one duel, once he got involved, his best teammates would no longer be able to stand idly by.

“Not dead yet?”

“Damn, how can this kid be so resistant!”

** Suspended in mid-air, the facial muscles twitched slightly.

“Then come again! This time, you will definitely die!”

“Shocking Fist! Come again!”

** Crazy mobilization of internal power again.

A golden fist shadow cast in gold condensed in mid-air again, illuminating the night sky.

For **, urging such a big ultimate move will consume him a lot.

The internal force he poured into Zhentian Fist this time was obviously not as strong as the previous two times, but he was confident that this time he would completely defeat the injured Lin Yun.

on the ground.

“It’s coming again! This trick is coming again, what should I do!” White Shark turned around anxiously, but couldn’t help.

Hong Ling has quietly taken out a precious orb, holding it in her hand, ready to strike at any time.

Where Lin Yun is.

Looking at the ** in mid-air, and urging the Zhentian Fist again, Lin Yun didn’t dare to sit still and wait for death.

“Come again!”

“The third form of Xuanming swordsmanship, Mie Ling Zhan, re-condense!”

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