Chapter 419 Blood Spirit Sword

"Wu Yun's evil talent is naturally obvious to all, but you must know that Xue Linglong has reached the sixth level of Tianzun Realm, which is three levels higher than Wu Yun's cultivation level. I'm afraid Wu Yun's chance of winning is still not good."

Someone said disdainfully: "It doesn't matter whether he has a good chance of winning or not, it won't be long before the fight is exciting enough. Who dies and who lives among them, what does it have to do with us?"

Obviously, after learning that Wu Yun was not from the Southern Continent, their rejection of Wu Yun had long since disappeared.

At this moment, if there is no so-called Northern Continent identity.

I'm afraid no matter how unbelievable Wu Yun's performance is, they will only say indignant disdain.

Cows or whatever, they are just the dregs of the Southern Continent.

However, Xue Linglong looked shocked at this moment.

What surprised him was not just Wu Yun's incredible breakthrough speed, but his momentum.

He unexpectedly found that his momentum, which was at the sixth level of the Heavenly Master Realm, could not suppress Wu Yun, who was at the third level of the Heavenly Master Realm.

This is so strange.

Normally speaking, when you reach the realm of Tianzun, you can do so without the assistance of other martial arts.

Even if he is only in the first level of cultivation, he will be suppressed by the opponent's momentum.

However, he was unable to suppress Wu Yun's momentum. Instead, he seemed to have the upper hand.

You know, he is three levels higher than Wu Yun.

And this situation also fell into the eyes of those watching the battle.

The first people who were surprised were those top geniuses.

They know the relationship between cultivation and momentum best.

But Wu Yun actually has a lower level of cultivation than Linglong in terms of momentum?

Immediately afterwards, there were the horrified sounds of the millions of people watching the battle.

"Oh my God, this is so unreasonable. How did Wu Yun do it?"

"Could it be that he has some treasure on his body that can enhance his momentum?"

And this idea was quickly recognized by most people.

Although they had never heard of this kind of treasure, since Wu Yun came from the Northern Continent, it was reasonable to have such a treasure.

On the stage, Xue Linglong had the same idea.

The shocked eyes gradually turned into angry fire again.

Rage stronger than ever.

Although the two of them haven't taken action yet, there is no winner or loser.

But in Xue Linglong's heart, Wu Yun once again embarrassed him today.

No matter what, we must get the place back.

Gritting his teeth, he said: "Wu Yun, I don't care what method you used to increase your momentum. What you are comparing today is your actual cultivation."

The conversation changed and he said: "In today's battle, I will convince you to die. Don't say that I bully you when the time comes. I promise that I will not use my Blood Sea Dragon Slaying Technique today. I will rely on my own strength to kill you." You, let you see clearly the gap between us."

As soon as these words came out, he really saved a lot of face for Xue Linglong.

People in the audience started talking.

"Xue Linglong is indeed our genius in the Eastern Continent. To be able to make such a promise is equivalent to holding back one of his legs and arms in the battle. You are so domineering. Xue Linglong, we support you."

"It seems that Xue Linglong really has absolute confidence today. To be honest, no matter how talented Wu Yun is, he is still too weak in terms of strength. I support Xue Linglong."

Hearing the supportive voices from the audience, Xue Linglong's face looked a little better.

However, Wu Yun didn't care at all.

He didn't have a good impression of the people from the Eastern Continent, except for those who were closer to him.

Naturally, I don't care about the evaluations of these people.

On the contrary, Xue Linglong's so-called promise not to use the Blood Sea Dragon Slaying Technique made him feel a lot more relaxed.

In a pure cultivation competition, his chances of winning have increased from the previous five levels to seven levels, or even more.

On the main stage, Xue Linglong stared at Wu Yun and said.

"Hmph, have you seen it, Wu Yun, the eyes of the masses are sharp. These fancy things of yours are of no use at all. Everyone knows that the gap between you and me is still like a ravine."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Linglong's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he pointed directly at Wu Yun and said, "You have no chance of winning."

“You’ll know after you try it.”

Wu Yun had a sneer on his lips.

Xue Linglong said nothing, his face was already ashen.

His angry eyes were staring at Wu Yun.

Two auras emanated from them.

Even the surrounding air began to solidify.

Everyone gradually held their breath, waiting for this battle to begin.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone was paying attention.

Wu Yun's eyes were also locked on Xue Linglong.

Whenever Xue Linglong makes any move, he can react immediately.

Suddenly, Xue Linglong took a step forward, tapped her finger lightly on the storage ring, and a bloody long sword appeared in her hand.

Wu Yun frowned slightly, this was actually a top-grade spiritual weapon.

The last time in the Warcraft Forest, the weapon used by Xue Linglong was very ordinary, not this sword.

But he secretly said in his heart that it seemed that although Xue Linglong didn't take him seriously on the surface.

But in fact, I am afraid that I have made enough preparations.

I saw a bloody cold light bursting out from the sword, giving people a feeling of deep cold and biting.

When the people present saw the sword, they also exclaimed in surprise.

"This is actually the Blood Spirit Sword of Linglong Valley. It seems that this time Blood Linglong is not as relaxed and confident as he seems."

I saw that the sneer on Xue Linglong's face was getting clearer and clearer at this moment.

Said: "Wu Yun, I promised you that I would not use the Blood Sea Dragon Slaying Art because I don't want others to say that I bully you with my cultivation. As a person from the Northern Continent, you must have treasures to protect yourself, so don't say that I bully you with this Blood Spirit Sword."

Wu Yun had to admit that under the same cultivation and martial arts, the quality of the weapon can often determine the final victory or defeat.

But just this alone is not enough to make Wu Yun afraid.

Suddenly, Xue Linglong took a step forward and flew up.

Cut a sword in the air.

The blood-colored long sword in his hand brought a burst of blood-colored cold sword energy and slashed towards Wu Yun.

Wu Yun did not resist, and started the Dragon Step to dodge directly.

At the same time, Xue Linglong's body movements were weird, not giving Wu Yun any breathing space.

Sweeping the sword again, it came towards Wu Yun's waist.

Wu Yun dodged again, and then his finger lightly tapped on the storage ring, and the silver blade appeared in his hand.

Dang!

The silver blade shone with a silver glow, and collided with Xue Linglong's Blood Spirit Sword.

Suddenly, Wu Yun felt his arm go numb.