Chapter 591: Chasing Shadow, Sword Coming——
All around.
A dead silence!
Everyone was stunned, their eyes popped out, not only the Sword Sect disciples, but also Liao Jinlun, Weng Zhengyuan and others.
Weng Zhengyuan knew that Lu Yun was very strong and that he had reached the great perfection of the Golden Core Stage, but he was not sure who was stronger between Lu Yun and Old Yun.
After all, the age gap between him and Lu Yun is there. Even if the two are at the same level, his actual combat power should not be comparable to that of Old Yun.
So yesterday in the dense forest, when Lu Yun started to call Mr. Yun a bastard, Weng Zhengyuan and others were indeed shocked.
Including just now, ever since Elder Yun showed up, these elders have not dared to speak because they are afraid of Elder Yun. Only Liao Jinlun stood up and spoke the truth for Lu Yun.
No one expected that Lu Yun would suddenly make a move while he was talking, and in a flash he knocked Old Yun back and also took care of Zhuang Deliang at the same time.
This means that without the help of other magical tools, Lu Yun’s strength would be stronger than that of Old Yun.
How can anyone believe this?
But this is the fact, you have to believe it whether you like or not!
After sending Zhuang Deliang to the west.
Lu Yun's figure flashed again, and he rushed in front of Old Yun in an instant, punching out one punch after another. His sword intent and true energy never stopped, and he beat Old Yun back repeatedly, making him unable to defend himself at all.
Bang bang bang!
Old Yun was hit by several punches, and his white hair fell down, looking miserable.
"Old dog, keep fighting with me?"
"Didn't you just say that you were on par with Tianyu Sword Emperor? Is your level just this rubbish?"
"Didn't you say you have countless sword moves that can kill people? Why don't you use them to show your father?"
Lu Yun kept talking while attacking, which made Yun Lao furious. He moved his arms around like a fan. After a while, he suddenly felt something was wrong and found that Lu Yun had stopped attacking and was looking at him with a mocking look.
What a huge humiliation!
Yun Lao's face was extremely ugly, and he roared, "Zhang San! Don't go too far!!"
Snapped!
Lu Yun slapped out with lightning speed, hitting Yun Lao on the side of the face. He staggered and his expression became even uglier.
"What's wrong with bullying you? What do you have to fight me?" Lu Yun said contemptuously.
"Little beast, you are looking for death!!"
Old Yun was completely furious. He no longer cared about his face at this moment. He waved his arm in the air, and suddenly a black stream of light came whistling. It was the Shadow-Chasing Sword.
Lu Yun raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Oh? Don't you know this spiritual sword? Then what is in your hand?"
He raised his voice deliberately.
Everyone's eyes fell on the magic sword in Elder Yun's hand. Just as Lu Yun had said before, it was about three feet six inches long, two and a half fingers wide, and the sword body was pitch black.
Need I say more?
Speechless.
But it's worth more than a thousand words!
At first, Old Yun wanted to be a hero and set up a memorial archway for himself, but he didn't hold the plaque firmly and it fell and hit his feet, and his face was also slapped so hard that it hurt.
"Little beast, I will tear you into pieces--"
Old Yun was so humiliated that he naturally gave up everything, leaving only endless murderous intent. His only thought now was to kill Lu Yun. As for face, it was no longer important.
"Chasing Shadow, Kill!!"
Old Yun pinched his fingers together, then suddenly pointed out, and the Shadow-Chasing Sword, carrying a terrifying murderous intent, stabbed towards Lu Yun.
Lu Yun moved his feet, leaving only a shadow on the spot, which was shattered by the Shadow-Chasing Sword with a swish.
however.
After the Shadow-Chasing Sword missed its target, it suddenly changed direction and stabbed towards Lu Yun again.
This was not surprising, because the spiritual sword could be controlled remotely. However, what surprised Lu Yun was that the tip of the Shadow-Chasing Sword was pointing at his heart.
Being able to keep the tip of the sword aimed at one position in such an intense situation is definitely not something that Master Yun can do.
So the problem should be with this Shadow-Chasing Sword.
Lu Yun suddenly thought of yesterday, when he was also hit by this black spirit sword without leaking any aura.
Swish!
Lu Yun dodged the sword again, silently opened his Faxuan Zhenyan, lowered his head and glanced, only to find that there was a tiny shadow-like mark on his clothes at the chest.
"I see!"
Lu Yun pulled off his clothes, revealing his solid chest and well-proportioned muscle lines. Under the light, his chest looked like rippling water, extremely beautiful.
The Shadow-Chasing Sword did deviate, but it still stabbed towards Lu Yun. That was because Old Yun was controlling it the whole time, but it just didn't have the same precision as before.
Elder Yun was slightly surprised and said, "You little bastard actually figured out the mystery of the Shadow Chasing Sword. But even if you figured it out, what can we do about it? The situation is already decided! Shadow Chasing, kill again!!"
He suddenly shouted coldly and made a gesture with his fingers. This time, a black shadow mark was directly imprinted on Lu Yun's chest.
In other words, this Shadow-Chasing Sword will not stop attacking until it has hit the target, as long as it has engraved the mark of a black shadow.
Lu Yun finally figured out the reason.
call out!
The Shadow-Chasing Sword stabbed towards Lu Yun's heart again.
But this time, Lu Yun did not dodge. Instead, he grinned and said, "Chasing Shadow, huh? Old dog, today I'm here to see who is better, your Chasing Shadow or my Yuling Sword."
hum!
As Lu Yun finished speaking, a red sword shadow suddenly condensed in front of him, like sword-shaped magma, with flames constantly flowing downwards.
The divine sword of the spirit.
However, it is the virtual body of the Yuling Sword, it can also be called the sword soul!
Ding--
The moment the sword spirit of the Yuling Sword appeared, countless disciples of the Sword Sect all around covered their ears at the same time, their heads piercing with pain, because at this moment the swords on their bodies were ringing in unison.
The same happened to the Shadow-Chasing Sword, which suddenly froze in mid-air. The sword body couldn't stop shaking violently, and like the ordinary swords around it, it emitted a shrill sword sound.
They seem to be worshipping, worshipping their king!
"Haha, I understand. So this is the King of Ten Thousand Swords!!"
Lu Yun laughed twice, then his murderous intent surged, and he said coldly: "Zhuiying, bring the sword——"