"Lin Yun, I don't have any grudges with you." The Ghost Face Sect Master glanced at Lin Yun, and the meaning behind his words was very obvious.
Last time in Emperor Wu's secret realm, the conflict between Lin Yun and the intelligence faction had already spread throughout the The Seven Devils.
The intelligence faction had targeted Lin Yun several times, perhaps because they wanted to take revenge for what happened in the secret realm.
However, as the Ghost Face Sect Master, he had no grudges with Lin Yun, so he questioned Lin Yun from an objective point of view.
If Lin Yun's strength was too weak, they would rather vacate this position than let Lin Yun make up the numbers.
"I heard that not long ago, you defeated those three hunters by yourself."
"However, no one saw your battle with An Yong, and we have never seen your strength," said the Ghost Face Sect Master. His meaning was very obvious. He wanted to see Lin Yun's strength with his own eyes.
Old Immortal Gou looked at Lin Yun with interest. He also wanted to see if Lin Yun, who was constantly being debated in the upper echelons of the Holy Church, had the ability to take on such a great responsibility.
The Sea King frowned and looked at Lin Yun. The emotions in his heart were quite complicated. After all, Lin Yun's true strength was still a mystery.
"I heard from Liu Yun that you fought with her in Myriad Flows City not long ago, and the victor has not been decided?" At the same time, the leader of the Seven Blades also raised his head. He looked at Lin Yun and said casually.
Hearing the words of the leader of the Seven Blades, except for the Sea King, Nie Shi, and Old Immortal Gou, everyone else had a contemptuous smile on their faces.
Fire Saber Liu Yun was only at the peak of Level One Wu Sheng. If even she could fight Lin Yun to a draw, then what right did Lin Yun have to be one of the The Seven Devils with them?
Fireblade Flowing Cloud raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a disdainful smile. He said, "My Lord, I wish to fight Lin Yun again!"
Old Immortal Gou Ming smiled, then looked at Lin Yun and asked: "Sect Master Lin, do you want to spar with her?"
"I …" Alchemist Murong sighed. Lin Yun's identity was Tu Shenzong's Sect Leader. If he were to fight Fire Saber Liu Yun, he might lose his status. Therefore, he decided to fight on behalf of Lin Yun.
However, before he could say anything, Lin Yun stood up and said calmly, "Sure."
Since the world was doubting his strength, he might as well show them his strength.
Anyone that was able to sit here was a famous outlaw from the Divine Realm. They didn't care what you did, but you had to display your formidable strength for them to see. Only then would they submit to you.
"Very good." Old Immortal Gou Ming clapped his hands and smiled. Immediately afterward, he took out a Saint-grade magic treasure from his storage ring and said, "This is a Saint-grade magic treasure. It can create an arena that can withstand any attack from a level-7 Wu Sheng."
With a wave of Old Immortal Gou Ming's hand, the magic treasure floated into the air and expanded, forming a ring of light that enveloped a radius of ten meters.
"This Saint-grade magic treasure is called the Holy Battlefield. Although it doesn't look big on the outside, the space inside covers a radius of a kilometer. It's enough for the two of you to fight."
Then, a purple passage shot out from the ring of light and landed at the feet of Lin Yun and Fireblade Flowing Cloud.
Lin Yun and Fireblade Flowing Cloud arrived at the Holy Battlefield at the same time.
The entire purple battlefield was engraved with runes that could not only prevent the aftershocks of the battle from spreading out, but also resist a strike from a level-7 Wu Sheng.
Everyone looked up. With their strength, they could clearly see what was happening in every corner of the Holy Battlefield.
Fireblade Flowing Cloud pulled out the Willow Leaf Fire Blade, pointed it at Lin Yun, and sneered. "Take out that broken sword of yours!"
"There's no need for a sword to kill you." Lin Yun was expressionless and very calm. The aura on his body suddenly converged, and his body emitted a faint blue light. It was clear that he had activated the fourth form of the Demon God Core Crystal. However, Lin Yun deliberately concealed his aura and lightning flames.
"What … What do you mean?!" Fireblade Flowing Cloud's face turned red. Lin Yun didn't even use a weapon to deal with her. This was simply a naked insult!
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up," Lin Yun urged impatiently. Then, he stretched out a finger and pointed at Fireblade Flowing Cloud.
Using a finger as a sword!
"Very conceited." The leader of the Seven Blades sneered.
"Hmph, conceited people are often the weakest." The leader of the intelligence team was still brooding over what happened in the secret realm.
The others all sneered at Lin Yun. They wanted to see how capable the rumored Demon God Lin Yun was.
Fiery Saber Flowing Cloud was infuriated. She was holding a genuine God Tool in her hand, yet Lin Yun was actually using a finger to fight her. This was a great humiliation to her.
"Very good. I hope you can still be so confident later!" Fireblade Flowing Cloud shouted coldly. The Willow Leaf Fire Blade in her hand instantly reached a temperature of 50,000 degrees.
She only wanted to kill Lin Yun with a single strike.
Old Immortal Gou Ming did not speak. He only looked at Lin Yun calmly.
Although Lin Yun's aura was converged, the experts present could clearly feel that the current Lin Yun, who did not have any aura fluctuations, was like a completely different person from when he first walked in.
Blade Qi surged, flames flickered, and flames soared into the sky.
Fireblade Flowing Cloud poured all of her Immortal Qi into the Willow Leaf Fire Blade. In an instant, the Willow Leaf Fire Blade slashed towards Lin Yun like a bolt of lightning.
However, Lin Yun's figure suddenly disappeared. All that was left was a fiery blade Qi that slashed at the edge of the Sacred Battlefield. Then, it was completely absorbed by the runes at the edge.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Yun's figure appeared once again.
He appeared behind Fiery Blade Flowing Cloud, his face expressionless. The finger on his right hand was still raised in front of him.
Fireblade Flowing Cloud had her back to Lin Yun. She stood five steps away with a strange expression on her face. At this moment, a wound had appeared on her right shoulder. It had pierced through her entire right shoulder, leaving a bloody hole.
The victor had been decided!
Old Immortal Gou Ming nodded with a smile. He clearly acknowledged Lin Yun's strength.
Perhaps others could not see it clearly, but with his cultivation, he could naturally see it clearly.
When Flaming Blade Flowing Cloud took his third step, Lin Yun had already closed in on Flaming Blade Flowing Cloud at seventy times the speed of sound.
At the same time, Lin Yun waved his finger. Sword Qi shot out from his finger and accurately pierced through Fireblade Flowing Cloud's right shoulder.
"No! You … How can you have such strength?! " Fireblade Flowing Cloud suddenly turned around. Her face was deathly pale. She stared at Lin Yun in shock. "Could it be …"
She finally realized that Lin Yun had not used his true strength when they fought in Myriad Flows City.
This finger was Lin Yun's true strength!
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