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nEven someone in the fourth orifice of the Xiantian Realm would have to withdraw under these attacks. Furthermore, there were still 20 second orifice cultivators close behind.

nHolding onto his sword, Lin Yun looked like a tiny ant in comparison.

n“I don’t believe you can flip the tables around!” shouted Yan Tianrui who stood afar with a sinister expression.

nEven if Lin Yun were strong, he would be exhausted after facing so many people.

nSeeking Sword Spirit!

nA buzzing noise reverberated out from Lin Yun’s sword and into the forest.

n“My sword…”

n“Damn it! What’s wrong?!”

nThe third orifice cultivators who came first were shocked to discover that they were losing control over their weapons. Not only did they lose control, but their attacks were weakened.

nFlowing Wind Sword — Reflective Shadow!

nLin Yun’s eyes glowed and he soared into the sky with the Flower Burial Sword in his hand. Rose petals flowed down as Lin Yun moved around, leaving behind sword afterimages.

nClang! Clang! Clang!

nAs weapons clashed, the third orifice cultivators were beaten into a retreat. All of them had suffered injuries, evidenced by the blood flowing out of their gashes.

nThey landed on the ground and took several steps backward. All of their facial expressions were twisted in pain.

nWind Assembling!

nLin Yun charged towards the ten third orifice cultivators the moment his foot touched the ground. Like a wolf placed in a herd of sheep, his charge was unstoppable. Noone from the Blood Cloud Sect’s branch could contend against Lin Yun’s combination of the Flower Burial Sword and spiritual energy. They were all covered in cuts, but they couldn’t even touch the corner of his clothes.

nWith the Flower Burial Sword flickering in the air, Lin Yun sliced through the crowd like he was chopping vegetables.

n“Get him!” yelled the 10 third orifice cultivators in fury as they charged over.

nHowever, Lin Yun looked at them with a slight smile. He ignored them and engaged the 20 second orifice cultivators in the back. Right away groans and wails could be heard from them.

nAfter several rounds of pursuit by Lin Yun, the second orifice cultivators were all dead. The third orifice cultivators were left gasping for breath. The ground was littered with broken limbs and blood.

nThe combination of the floral fragrance and the pungent blood was uncomfortable.

nDrip! Drip!

nLin Yun held onto his sword that was still dripping blood from the tip.

nThis youth made them, the infamously brutal Blood Cloud Sect, tremble in fear.

nRustle! Rustle!

nStep by step, Lin Yun walked towards them with the Flower Burial Sword in hand. His footsteps weren’t loud, but it sounded like hell was creeping towards them. The ten of them were drenched in sweat with conflicted expressions. They were placed in a difficult position; they did not know whether to fight or retreat.

n“Kill!” shouted the leader among the ten. He charged at Lin Yun with a ruthless expression.

n“Kill!” echoed the other nine as they also dashed at Lin Yun.

nThunderclap Sword Art — Violet Gale Form!

nLin Yun roared and swung his sword, creating a total of 81 afterimages. When the afterimages overlapped, a violent storm was created that reverberated out like lightning into the surroundings.

nThe third orifice cultivators who were charging over stopped after three steps before being torn into pieces by Lin Yun’s sword. At this moment, the Thunderclap Sword Art was equivalent to a Transcendent Xiantian Martial Technique as its prowess was displayed.

nWhoosh!

nLin Yun soared into the sky, leaped over the broken limbs, and landed before Yan Tianrui. When Yan Tianrui saw the corpses on the ground, he did not change his expression. It was as if those who died were strangers to him.

n“Interesting… You do not intend to let me go?” Yan Tianrui smiled, looking at Lin Yun approaching him.

nLin Yun did not reply to Yan Tianrui and swung his sword out.

nRustle!

nYan Tianrui’s eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness and grabbed onto the body of Lin Yun’s sword before it was about to plunge into his chest. Blood dripped from Yan Tianrui’s hand as he caught Lin Yun’s sword.

nHowever, Yan Tianrui ignored this injury. With eyes glowing like a wild beast, he sneered, “Do you know why I’m still here instead of escaping?”

nYan Tianrui’s blood began to ooze out from his body. His muscles wriggled and in the blink of an eye, he had grown two meters tall. His transformation made him seem more robust than before.

nYan Tianrui had gone into complete Beast Transformation and slapped away the Flower Burial Sword.

nBoom!

nHis palm smacked Lin Yun’s chest and the latter was blown a hundred meters away. At this moment, Yan Tianrui’s strength was comparable to a fourth orifice cultivator.

nAs blood dripped from his lips, Lin Yun looked at the transformed Yan Tianrui. Yan Tianrui looked like a humanoid demonic beast right now.

n“Die!” Yan Tianrui roared furiously with his eyes dyed red.

nHe was using the Blood Cloud Sect’s forbidden technique that he could only use once. After using it, he would suffer significant side effects and his Blood Cloud Mask would be rendered useless.

nHowever, he didn’t care much as long as he could obtain Lin Yun’s sword box. Yan Tianrui manifested his martial soul and his aura surged.

nWith this boost, his current strength began to approach the fifth orifice of the Xiantian Realm. He had lost all his rationale from this and roared like a wild beast.

nClang!

nYan Tianrui shot out like an ape, leaving behind afterimages and charged at Lin Yun.

nBoom! Boom! Boom!

nYan Tianrui slashed his Martial Soul, the heavy crimson ruler, without any techniques. Facing Yan Tianrui’s attacks, Lin Yun was forced to retreat.

n“What strength!” Lin Yun felt his arms going numb with a smear of astonishment on his eyes. He never imagined that the Blood Cloud Sect would use such a terrifying forbidden technique.

nClang! Clang! Clang!

nAlthough his sword left gashes on Yan Tianrui’s body, Yan Tianrui didn’t retreat and instead fought more ferociously.

nViolet Gale Form!

nLin Yun gnashed his teeth, creating 81 afterimages which overlapped and attacked Yan Tianrui. As a result, Yan Tianrui was blown a hundred meters away, his clothes completely shredded.

nYan Tianrui’s shredded clothes revealed the inner armor that he wore. Despite the terrifying wounds on Yan Tianrui’s body, none of his vital spots were hit.

nA high-grade profound artifact! Lin Yun cursed inwardly. Things were getting tough now that he knew Yan Tianrui was wearing a high-grade profound artifact for defense!

nYan Tianrui was already comparable to a demonic beast in the fifth orifice of the Xiantian Realm after his Beast Transformation. He had also lost his rationale with his transformation. With the revelation of the high-grade profound artifact, Lin Yun felt despair rising in his chest.

n“Hahaha! Come! Use whatever you have!” Yan Tianrui pounced over and unleashed attacks containing no techniques.

nRumble!

nLin Yun’s face sank and he took a hundred steps back before executing the Drifting Flower Form. Another ten moves later and Lin Yun seized his opportunity with a glow in his eyes. He executed the second form of the Thunderclap Sword Art — Drifting Flower.

nHis surroundings darkened as a rose descended from the sky. When the rose fell onto Yan Tianrui, Lin Yun’s sword bolted out.

nCrack!

nThe rose was sliced into two pieces while Yan Tianrui’s heavy ruler landed on Lin Yun, which sent Lin Yun flying.

nBoom!

nYan Tianrui was also blown away as a howl escaped from his mouth. His body swayed as he struggled to get on his feet.

nLin Yun’s complexion was pale from the exhaustion of his spiritual energy. He had used two forms of an Advanced Xiantian Martial Technique, which nearly exhausted all of his spiritual energy.

nKneeling on the ground, Lin Yun knitted his brows together asking, “You can still get up on your feet?”

nHe was looking at Yan Tianrui, who struggled to get up. Yan Tianrui emitted killing aura from his body. Despite the cracks in his armor, he still had strength to fight.

n“Die!” Yan Tianrui looked at the exhausted Lin Yun and laughed as he walked over.

nRumble! Rumble!

nEvery step taken by Yan Tianrui caused the ground to shake. Under his weight, cracks spread out beneath his feet. He was like the god of death who had descended to the mortal realm.

nLin Yun snorted and slammed his palm on the ground. In a split second, he got up on his feet and thrust his sword forth. At the same time, the wisp of sword gleam in his Dantian gushed out.

nHe was only three steps away from Yan Tianrui when the sword gleam shrouded his Flower Burial Sword. Before Yan Tianrui could swing his heavy ruler, he was thrown a hundred meters away by the sword gleam. He couldn’t even resist the attack.

nCrack!

nAs Yan Tianrui flew out, the armor on his body cracked and crumbled. He fell to the ground, creating a huge commotion and raising a dust cloud from the impact.

nHolding onto his sword, Lin Yun stepped into the cloud of dust with a cold gaze. He looked at Yan Tianrui, who was lying on the ground and whose transformation was dispelled.

nYan Tianrui was covered in wounds with no trace of blood on his face. When he saw Lin Yun walking over, he panicked and he tried to get up to flee.

nBoom!

nBut before he could even take a step, Lin Yun stomped on his feet. He was slammed onto the ground and flipped over. Then, Lin Yun pointed his sword at Yan Tianrui’s forehead.

n“Speak! What do you know about the sword box?!” Lin Yun coldly hollered.

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