"He doesn't have a sword in his hand, but he seems to have a sword. Sect Leader Lin's mastery of the sword is really admirable." The leader of the Seven Blades no longer looked at Lin Yun with contempt. Instead, it was replaced with admiration.
With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the attainments in swordsmanship, including Lin Yun, were far above his.
"Don't you feel ashamed? Come back here! "The leader of the Seven Blades hurriedly reprimanded Fire Saber Liu Yun.
Fire Saber Liu Yun glared at Lin Yun angrily and then retreated behind the leader of the Seven Blades.
The leader of the Seven Blades looked at Lin Yun and said with some admiration, "I have seen your strength. Welcome to The Seven Devils. If there is a chance in the future, I would like to exchange pointers with you. "
Lin Yun's finger just now was unfathomable. It was even comparable to the Saint-level martial technique he cultivated, the Flurry Seven Blade Slash.
Lin Yun also cupped his hands at him. The sword just now was integrated with the first form of the Armageddon God Sword Technique.
The Armageddon God Sword Technique was a God-level martial technique, far from what the Flurry Seven Blade Slash could compare to.
"Since Sect Master Lin has shown his strength, who else has any objections?" Old Deity Gou Ming looked around at everyone and asked.
"I have no objections." Lan Fengyuan spread his hands and shrugged.
The Sea King and Nie Shi also congratulated Lin Yun.
At this moment, an unsuitable voice suddenly sounded.
"I have an objection!" Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and the first person they saw was Tian Yin. However, this sentence was not spoken by Tian Yin, but by another elder from the intelligence faction behind Tian Yin.
It was a middle-aged man with an extremely ugly appearance. He wore a broken mask, and his skin was as dark as ink. His chin was distorted, and there was only a black hole left in his right eye. His face was covered with crisscrossing scars.
"Since when did you have the right to speak here?" The Sea King furrowed his eyebrows. The intelligence department had been targeting Lin Yun time and time again, which made him somewhat indignant.
"Ocean King, I just want to spar with Sect Leader Lin." The middle-aged man revealed his yellow teeth and smiled sinisterly.
"This person's name is Shadow Demon. He's one of the elders in the intelligence department. His realm is at the peak of Level Four Wu Sheng," Alchemist Murong sent a telepathic message to Lin Yun.
"How dare you! The Sea King roared angrily. After all, Lin Yun could be said to be one of the sect leaders of The Seven Devils. He was merely a veteran of the intelligence department, and his status was clearly different. Yet, the Sea King actually wanted to spar with Lin Yun.
However, before the Sea King could finish his sentence, Lin Yun raised his hand and waved it off. He said in a calm tone, "It's alright, Sea King. I can spar with him. "
"Sect Leader Lin. Haha, I just feel that for us cultivators, if we only have fine wine and delicacies, it would be a little lacking. " Shadow Demon cupped his hands at Lin Yun and said, "I've long heard that Sect Leader Lin is powerful. This time, the two of us can spar and help everyone enjoy the wine."
"That's right! It's just a spar. Why make a fuss, Sea King? "The Snooping King smiled and drank his wine.
The Sea King's eyes were suppressing his anger. What was Lin Yun's status now, and what was Shadow Demon's status?
Although the Snooping King said it was a spar, everyone knew that this time, he would definitely use all his killing moves.
"Sure." Lin Yun smiled faintly.
"Sir, please use your magic treasure." Shadow Demon bowed at Old Deity Soul-Hooking.
"Alright, then I'll invite the two of you to spar and liven things up for us." After saying that, Old Deity Soul-Hooking threw out his magic treasure again, forming the Holy Battlefield again.
Lin Yun and Shadow Demon turned into two streaks of light and landed on the Holy Battlefield at the same time.
The two of them each took a corner and looked at each other from afar.
"With Shadow Demon's peak Level-Four Wu Sheng's strength, he should be able to force Sect Leader Lin to use all his trump cards," Nie Shi said softly.
"That finger attack just now was not enough to see his full strength," Light Slash said faintly.
"Interesting, but I think Shadow Demon has at least a 70% chance of winning. After all, Dark Surge is only a Level-Four Wu Sheng," the Personality Overlord said with a smile as he drank his wine.
The meaning behind his words was very clear. Dark Surge was only a Level-Four Wu Sheng. Even if Lin Yun could kill him, he would at most be stronger than Level-Four Wu Sheng, but not by too much.
However, Shadow Demon was a peak Level-Four Wu Sheng, only a step away from Level-Five Wu Sheng.
"Haha! 70%? Lan Fengyuan, aren't you being too conservative? In my opinion, Shadow Demon has at least a 90% chance of winning, "the King of Prying Eyes sneered.
"Watch carefully." Old Immortal Goad found a good seat and watched the Holy Battlefield with interest.
On the contrary, he did not think that Shadow Demon had a higher chance of winning this time.
As Wu Zun, his sensing ability was naturally stronger than everyone present.
He could vaguely feel that the arrogant young man was definitely not simple.
"Do you think Dark Surge is only a Level-Four Wu Sheng?" After hearing the conversation of the others, Ye Shenghui was also a little confused. After all, after Dark Surge activated his Holy Beast Body, his strength was already equivalent to a Level-Five Wu Sheng, or even higher.
"Other than the members of the Dark Sect, even the members of the Sacred Sect don't know about An Yong absorbing the Sacred Beast Bloodline," Alchemist Murong explained to himself.
This time, Lin Yun would definitely surprise everyone.
At this moment, on the Holy Battlefield, Lin Yun and Shadow Demon shot towards each other at nearly 60 times the speed of sound at the same time.
When the 'exchange' in Ancestor Dragon City had just begun, something happened in the Kaize Domain's Myriad Flow City.
Now, in a remote corner of Myriad Flow City, the hemp-robed old man's straw hut still stood there.
Although the main door of the hut was not open, a man's figure appeared out of nowhere in the room.
The hemp-robed old man stopped and turned his head to look at the black figure. "It's you?"
The man in the darkness teased him. "It's been 50 years. I didn't expect that you, the former leader of the Sacred Alliance's God Wu Sheng, would hide in this small city and disguise yourself as a commoner."
"That's right. I didn't expect our reunion today would be in such a situation," the hemp-robed old man said mockingly. There was a hint of helplessness in his smile.
"You should know that I'm here for that thing." The figure slowly appeared from the darkness, revealing a pair of flickering blue eyes and a head of blue hair with violent electric currents.
This was a Venerable wearing a blue Qilin armor. His forehead was engraved with a cross totem tattoo, and he wore a pitch-black cloak. On the back of the cloak and the shoulders on both sides, there was a blood-red cross pattern. He also wore a metal cross necklace on his chest.
This blue-haired Venerable was none other than the Thunder Lord that Lin Yun had met in the secret realm — Feng Wuhen.
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