Lin Yun's sudden attack had instantly killed the strongest of the three Array Faction disciples, the late fifth-level Wu Huang, with just one sword strike!
The entire scene fell into silence.
The Array Faction disciple who was fighting with Qing Yi in the distance was forced to retreat. He waved his hands in front of his chest and revealed an awkward smile.
"No, no, no! Don't joke around … you guys get up … it's just, it's just a little brat from the Alliance Martial House, how could it be … "
The skinny youth's legs went soft and he almost fell to the ground.
He was shocked. How could a little brat at the late fourth-level Wu Huang have such speed!
Not to mention, it was just one sword strike. Moreover, the sword technique he used was one of the top ten sword techniques given to them by the Sacred Alliance, the 'Falling Moon Sword Technique'.
Both Qing Yi and Xiahou Xuan wore expressions of utter disbelief.
Originally, the two of them thought that this would be a tough battle. Even if Lin Yun wanted to defeat his opponent, he would need some time.
However, they never imagined that one move, one sword strike, would be able to kill two enemies.
It was hard for them to imagine just how strong Lin Yun was.
Qing Yi couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air and swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Xiahou Xuan looked at Lin Yun with a dull expression.
At that moment, she thought that she would be stabbed by the sword. She never imagined that Lin Yun, who was dozens of meters away from her, would be able to reach her side in such a short period of time.
What was even more unexpected was that this set of 'Falling Moon Sword Technique' was something that even the core disciples of the Alliance could not comprehend. How could Lin Yun use it?
Was this white-robed youth weak? Not weak. In fact, it could be said that he was strong. Xiahou Xuan knew this from the bottom of her heart.
However, with just one sword strike, Lin Yun had killed him.
Xiahou Xuan increasingly felt that the gap between her and this youth was growing wider and wider. After returning from his training, this youth's strength had already exceeded the scope of their understanding.
Lin Yun was expressionless. He turned his head and glanced at Xiahou Xuan. Like a senior teaching his junior, he said coldly, "Don't get distracted in battle. A single mistake can often lead to a huge mistake."
After hearing Lin Yun's words, Xiahou Xuan came back to her senses and nodded gratefully.
Only now did Lin Yun look at the only surviving Array Faction disciple. Lin Yun directly walked in front of him, stretched out his hand, and said, "Mission item."
Lin Yun's tone was unusually calm, and could even be said to be gentle. However, this caused the young man to shiver. He hurriedly took out the mission item from his bosom and respectfully handed it over to Lin Yun. Then, like a child who had made a mistake, he lowered his head in fear and didn't dare to say a word.
Lin Yun looked at the mission item in his hand. It was a lock. It was what they needed.
Then, without looking back, he walked to Xiahou Xuan's side.
The Array Faction disciple, as if he had been given a new life, immediately fled. Qing Yi did not chase after him and hurriedly came to Lin Yun's side.
"That's great! This is the lock. Our mission item has been collected. Now, let's quickly go to the main hall and pass the test. " Qing Yi sighed in relief. She was also glad that their luck was too good. They had only met one team and they had already obtained the lock they needed.
Xiahou Xuan, on the other hand, was very interested in another matter. She blinked her large, watery eyes and looked at Lin Yun. She asked, "Brother Jiang Yun, when did you learn the 'Falling Moon Sword Technique'?"
Hearing Xiahou Xuan's words, Qing Yi also looked at Lin Yun with a puzzled expression.
The Sacred Alliance was one of the superpowers of the Western Continent. Naturally, they had collected many cultivation methods, martial skills, and heart mantras. The Sacred Alliance would also choose some cultivation methods, martial skills, and heart mantras for the core disciples of the 84 Alliance Martial Houses and the disciples of the Total Alliance to practice.
As for the 'Falling Moon Sword Technique', it was a sword technique that had reached the Saint level.
"That's right, Jiang Yun. This Saint level 'Falling Moon Sword Technique' is unfathomably profound. Even among the disciples of the Sword Faction, there are only a few that can completely control it. When did you learn it?" Qing Yi could not help but be curious and looked at Lin Yun with a puzzled expression.
"Not long ago." Lin Yun replied. This answer also caused Xiahou Xuan and Qing Yi to be speechless.
In fact, this sword technique was not learned from Jiang Yun's memories.
In his previous life, Lin Yun was the noble Emperor Wu. The number of martial skills he knew was innumerable. He did not care about a mere Saint level martial skill.
The sword technique he used just now was just a casual wave of his hand. As for this move of the 'Falling Moon Sword Technique', Lin Yun only learned it after Xiahou Xuan and Qing Yi explained it to him.
After a while, Xiahou Xuan saw that Lin Yun was still standing in the same place. She could not help but say, "Brother Jiang Yun, now that we have the key and the lock, why don't we go to the main hall?"
"There's no rush. Those three people have not been found yet. Moreover, there is another matter that I want to clarify. "Lin Yun still had his hands behind his back and released his Divine Sense.
Qing Yi hurriedly advised, "Jiang Yun, I'm afraid that's not a good idea. They have a peak Rank 5 Wu Huang guarding them. This is too risky. Don't you think so, Miss Xuan-er? "
Xiahou Xuan glanced at Qing Yi before her gaze landed on Lin Yun. She said resolutely, "I'll listen to Brother Jiang Yun."
Qing Yi did not refute her. Although his cultivation level was the same as Xiahou Xuan's and was above Lin Yun's, he also understood that his position was the lowest among the three of them. He also had the least right to speak.
Moreover, when he thought back to Lin Yun's battle, his forehead was already dripping with cold sweat.
Now, Lin Yun's Divine Sense had already extended to a radius of 15 kilometers. There was a small circular room there with dozens of secret doors around the walls.
In the middle of this room stood a youth who looked to be less than 20 years old. He wore a green robe and had long, black hair. He held a black sword in his right hand and his appearance was extremely ordinary. It was the kind of appearance that would be easily overlooked in a sea of people.
This youth's cultivation level was only at the Rank 5 Wu Huang. It could be said that he was one of the most ordinary disciples in this batch.
However, this youth's eyes were very strange, which made Lin Yun somewhat interested.
The youth's eyes contained endless killing intent and a sense of ruthlessness that made one's hair stand on end.
If one looked into those eyes, it would be like looking into the eyes of a ferocious beast. It would be very intimidating.
Although they were separated by more than 15 kilometers, Lin Yun could tell with a glance that this youth in green was not simple. The murderous aura on his body was definitely that of a warrior who had experienced countless massacres.
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