Just like before, the people in the outside world thought that Lin Yun was dead, but in their hearts, they firmly believed that Lin Yun would not die.
In their hearts, Lin Yun was an invincible existence. This man had created too many miracles and gave them too much confidence.
"Is that all, Lin Yun!" Qiu Cao threw his head back and laughed. At this moment, his left shoulder was already a bloody mess. Lin Yun's sword had penetrated deep into his bones, almost completely breaking his shoulder bone.
Fresh blood mixed with minced flesh seeped out and slowly slid down his arm.
An injury to his shoulder in exchange for a serious injury to his opponent. In Qiu Cao's eyes, this was a worthwhile deal.
Lin Yun, who was lying on the ground, had not reacted. The surrounding soldiers could clearly see that Lin Yun's chest was a bloody mess, showing a charred state, and he was not moving at all.
"Could he be dead …" Some soldiers mustered up their courage and walked towards Lin Yun step by step.
Just as they carefully raised the weapons in their hands to confirm whether Lin Yun was dead or alive, Lin Yun suddenly moved!
Lin Yun's figure disappeared from the ground like a ghost. When he reappeared, he was already in midair, and at the place where he had just fallen, a sharp sword light attacked.
The nearly 100 soldiers who had carefully wanted to confirm whether Lin Yun was dead or alive fell to the ground one after another, losing all signs of life.
"What!?"
The scene in front of them shocked everyone present. Even Qiu Cao's eyes widened, revealing a look of disbelief.
Lin Yun had used his physical body to resist his "lightning bomb." Although it looked like he was seriously injured, Lin Yun's movement was not affected at all.
"A mere injury can't affect me." Lin Yun mobilized the divine dragon bloodline in his body, and a green light flashed on his chest. In a few breaths' time, the injury on his chest had recovered to its original state, leaving not a single scar.
Qiu Cao's expression was as uncomfortable as if he had eaten sh * t. It was infuriating to compare oneself to others.
He had used almost all his strength to injure Lin Yun. However, the Divine Dragon Bloodline had instantly healed Lin Yun.
On the other hand, Lin Yun's sword had completely disabled his left hand. This was not a good deal at all, and he had suffered a huge loss.
He had guessed that Lin Yun's body was strong, but he didn't expect it to be this strong.
This level of defense and healing ability was completely beyond his understanding.
"Even the Undying Sect's Sect Master, Ouyang Xie … didn't have such a defense before he advanced to the level of Wu Zun!" Qiu Cao sighed in his heart. A sense of fear rose in his heart. The Lin Yun before him wasn't someone he could deal with.
"Qiu Cao, hold on! I'll come and help you as soon as I'm done with this old thing, "Luo Ze, who was fighting the Sea King, suddenly shouted.
This caused Qiu Cao's confidence to rise once more. Other than him, Luo Ze and Long Chen had both taken the advantage.
If the two of them could successfully deal with their opponents, then with the three of them joining hands, even Lin Yun wouldn't be able to block them.
Lin Yun was also aware of this point. If the three of them really joined hands, then he would have no choice but to use the fifth form of the demon god core crystal.
After all, if he used the Divine Dragon Fist in such a narrow space, let alone Yasuo and the others, even the Sea King would be heavily injured.
"Kill!"
Lin Yun took the initiative to attack. Whether it was his attacks or speed, they were all sharper than before. This showed how urgent he was.
Qiu Cao changed his previous ferocity and retreated. He no longer attacked Lin Yun. Instead, he was on the defensive. He wanted to stall for time until Luo Ze and Long Chen finished off their opponents.
If it wasn't for the difference in power between the two ninth rank Wu Zun, it would have been impossible to determine a victor in such a short time.
The Sea King was also aware of this point.
His expression was gloomy. He and Luo Ze were both eighth rank Wu Zun, but now he was completely suppressed by Luo Ze. This made him extremely sullen.
If he hadn't been imprisoned for such a long time, causing his body to weaken, he wouldn't have been afraid of Luo Ze. How could he have allowed Luo Ze to say such words?
"Old thing, your Sea King Island has already fallen. Don't struggle on your deathbed!" Luo Ze's voice was like thunder. He waved the black sword in his hand.
In an instant, the sky was filled with black mist. It was like a surging sea, enveloping the Sea King within it.
The Sea King's expression changed. Luo Ze's Sacred martial spirit was called the "Black Metal Sword." The black mist he released was the ability of the "Black Metal Sword."
Anything touched by the black mist would instantly turn into metal and be under Luo Ze's control.
Just now, the Sea King had been careless and allowed Luo Ze's black mist to touch his right arm. As a result, his entire right arm was under Luo Ze's control and he was injured.
The effect of the black mist could only last for a minute.
However, a minute was enough to create a crucial moment in a battle between two eighth rank Wu Sheng.
Now, the Sea King's Divine Energy was fully unleashed. Divine Energy gushed out of his body like seawater.
The Sea King formed a seal with his right hand. Seawater emerged from the void, separated, and surrounded his body.
Just as the Sea King dispersed the black mist, his eyes suddenly narrowed. He vaguely saw some faint light in the void.
Before the Sea King could react, a faint 'whoosh, whoosh, whoosh' sound was suddenly emitted in the air.
Immediately after, numerous wounds appeared on the Sea King's body, as if he had been cut by a blade.
"Metal Shard!" The Sea King reacted. This was the most invisible killing move among the metal element martial artists had mastered.
"Metal Shard" could break down metal into tiny blades a few millimeters long. These blades could move freely in the air, forming a 360-degree attack without any blind spots.
This attack was impossible to defend against, but it was not powerful enough to cause a fatal blow.
"Old bastard, just give up. You're not a match for me!" Following Luo Ze's voice, a metal sledgehammer the size of a mountain suddenly fell from the sky. It smashed vertically toward the Sea King with a destructive force.
The Sea King had no way to dodge at this moment. He could only raise his trident to block the attack.
BOOM!
After an earth-shattering rumble, the entire "mantle prison" began to shake violently.
The metal hammer had already fallen, and the Sea King was unable to block it. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his body flipped before smashing into the ground, crushing the soldiers on the ground into meat paste.
"Cough, cough, cough …" The Sea King violently coughed up blood.
Luo Ze didn't give the Sea King any chance to breathe. Wielding his black metal sword, he moved swiftly like a bolt of black lightning toward the Sea King's throat.
"Island master!"
Seeing this, the three race leaders all let out startled cries.
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