"It has been about more than ten years since I last encountered someone who provoked the Demon Temple. Over the years, our Demon Temple branch of the Eight-Nation Federation has not made any big moves. Could it be that outsiders think that our Demon Temple has become

Merciful?"

In a huge combat command vehicle, a middle-aged man in black clothes said indifferently. Beside him, Lu Anran had a bandage on his chest, bowing his head with a respectful expression.

"Master of the Palace, the data shows that Lin Yun is a swordsman from a lower world and does not understand the power of our Demon Palace at all." Lu Anran explained softly.

The middle-aged man suddenly clenched his fist, pointed at the huge electronic screen in front of him and shouted: "No matter what world he comes from, as long as he angers my Demon Temple, there will be one consequence: death! Use all firepower and blow him to pieces!"

"

Lin Yun suddenly discovered that tanks and mechas from all directions seemed to have received some order and were bombing his position at the same time. Suddenly, lasers were fired, shells were flying, and an extremely powerful explosion occurred around Lin Yun. Huge.

The flames quickly engulfed his body. Endless black smoke obscured the entire sky. The roaring sound of artillery fire echoed throughout the barren mountains.

"Even a powerful mid-level swordsman will be completely turned into pieces under so much artillery fire. Xiao Luzi, record the video of Lin Yun's death and send it to Skynet. I want everyone to know

"What will happen if you go against my Demon Temple!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and turned to look at Lu Anran. However, he saw Lu Anran's stunned expression.

"Xiao Luzi, what's wrong with you?"

Following Lu Anran's gaze, the middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the electronic screen in front of him. Suddenly, his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he was so shocked that he could not speak.

Under the intense firepower, a hole of more than ten meters was blasted out where Lin Yun was standing. However, Lin Yun stood motionless in the hole, with no change in the expression on his face. Judging from his appearance, he was actually

Not hurt at all!

"How is that possible! Is this Lin Yun's body as strong as a high-level swordsman?"

The middle-aged man's expression froze, and then he roared loudly, with great anger in his voice.

"All mechas, pull out their laser swords and chop this Lin Yun into pieces!"

Lin Yun immediately observed that hundreds of black mechas in all directions pulled out their laser swords with shining black light and rushed towards him. The sound of "rumbling, booming" mechas walking, and the "chila, chila" of laser swords.

The sound continued to echo in Lin Yun's eardrums.

Lin Yun carefully scanned these mechas with his spiritual consciousness, and was suddenly delighted. These mechas from the God Realm actually had no energy shields!

"The biggest function of the energy shield is to prevent mental shock, and it is the basis for the mecha's leapfrog challenge. Without the energy shield, once you encounter a respected person like me, you will only end up with the same fate."

Lin Yun snorted coldly, and his spiritual thoughts turned into countless sharp swords, quickly rushing into the cockpits of these mechas and piercing the minds of the mecha pilots.

"Blow it up for me!"

As Lin Yun shouted, countless high explosives seemed to explode violently in the brains of these mecha pilots. Under the unbearable pain, they clutched their heads with both hands, and their consciousness gradually became blurred. What's more,

If the patient bleeds directly from the seven orifices, he will lose his life.

Suddenly, all the mechas approaching Lin Yun stopped moving forward. They seemed to have turned into motionless statues, standing stupidly around Lin Yun.

"Xiao Luzi, what's going on?" the middle-aged man asked loudly, feeling very surprised.

Lu Anran's voice was very alarmed: "Palace Master, all the mechas have suffered extremely violent mental shocks. All the mecha pilots have lost consciousness."

"What? Can Lin Yun be a high-level swordsman who can release such a large-scale spiritual impact?"

The middle-aged man suddenly looked at the electronic screen, staring closely at Lin Yun's young face. His heart was rolling like ocean waves. With a frown, he suddenly waved his arm and shouted:

"This man is so young and has already reached the strength of a senior swordsman. If we don't kill him completely today, he will definitely be a serious problem for our Demon Temple in the future. All the swordsmen of the Temple will obey the order and kill him together.

This person!"

Immediately, Lin Yun felt the pressure of countless powerful auras, pouring in from all directions. His heart seemed to be pressed by huge bricks, and there was a heavy feeling of depression and dullness.

"The master of the palace has ordered that all the swordsmen of the temple draw their swords and kill Lin Yun!"

"Kill Lin Yun!"

…

Loud shouts appeared from all directions, accompanied by the "sonorous" sound of sword drawing, which shook Lin Yun's eardrums. Lin Yun looked around and saw hundreds of Demon Temple swordsmen holding long swords running towards him.

.The footsteps of these people were fast and powerful, like dull drumbeats constantly hitting Lin Yun's heart, causing huge pressure on Lin Yun.

Lin Yun quickly pulled out the rusty iron sword and stood quietly in the center of hundreds of swordsmen. He let go of his mind and carefully observed every move of the swordsmen around him.

"In the eight-nation federal branch of our Demon Temple, there are a total of seventy-eight low-level swordsmen, twenty-eight intermediate swordsmen, and one high-level swordsman. With the combined attacks of these hundreds of swordsmen, even if you are a high-level swordsman, you will definitely

I'll die here!" The middle-aged man hummed coldly, staring at the electronic screen with all his concentration.

Suddenly, Lin Yun on the screen disappeared!

"Huh? Where has this kid gone?"

Lin Yun's body suddenly appeared next to a low-level swordsman. The rusty iron sword was like a huge steel nail, fiercely inserted into the man's chest.

"ah--"

The swordsman let out a miserable cry and wanted to raise the sword in his right hand to fight back. However, Lin Yun's figure was no longer in front of him.

Facing the combined attacks of hundreds of swordsmen, Lin Yun had no time to stop. He wanted to break out of the encirclement before the encirclement surrounded him.

"Catch him, don't let him escape!"

Many swordsmen shouted loudly, holding long swords and stabbing Lin Yun quickly. However, Lin Yun's body was like a dexterous swimming fish, which he could see but could not catch.

"brush!"

Lin Yun's body suddenly came to the side of a low-level swordsman. The rusty iron sword flashed a silver light and drew a red blood mark on the neck of the low-level swordsman.

The next second, countless blood spurted out from the wound on the low-level swordsman's neck. Lin Yun's body was already fighting another swordsman ten meters away.

"Swipe!"

Two more sword strikes, and the two low-level swordsmen died on the spot. Lin Yun's footsteps would not stop at all.

Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace behind in a thousand miles!

At this time, the middle-aged man finally realized something was wrong.

"Oops, the existence of low-level swordsmen has no power, and will also interfere with the encirclement and suppression of mid-level swordsmen. If this continues, all the low-level swordsmen in my branch will be killed by Lin Yun!"

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man quickly shouted an order through the loudspeaker: "All low-level swordsmen leave the battlefield quickly, and all intermediate swordsmen immediately use Skynet skills to attack!"

Lin Yun immediately noticed that all the low-level swordsmen around him began to flee in all directions. Those intermediate swordsmen quickly occupied the space around Lin Yun. As soon as they stretched out their hands, they unleashed countless Skynet skills.

"Second thrust!"

Behind Lin Yun, two intermediate swordsmen were holding long swords, and they stabbed Lin Yun in the back of the heart like a spiritual snake coming out of its hole. Before the sword came, Lin Yun only felt a cold feeling on his back. It was caused by the rules of the gods.

The sense of crisis made him nervous.

Lin Yun did not hesitate, and suddenly rushed forward, hugging an unprepared intermediate swordsman in front of him, and used him as a backing to block him behind him.

"brush!"

Two long swords pierced the heart of the intermediate swordsman at the same time. Suddenly, the heart of the middle-aged swordsman exploded violently. His vitality quickly disappeared.

Lin Yun was about to raise his sword to fight back, but he heard the whistling of the wind behind him. His mind swept over him, and behind him, there were three sword masters using them.

Lin Yun suddenly threw the corpse in his hand in front of the three swordsmen. All three of them struck the dead swordsman with an upward thrust, causing his body to fly into the air dozens of meters high.

However, the attacks of this group of intermediate swordsmen were like turbulent waves, rising one after another. Beside Lin Yun, the power of the rules of the gods surged violently, and more than a dozen intermediate swordsmen rushed over with swords drawn.

Above Lin Yun's head, there were seven or eight intermediate swordsmen leaping high.

"Three-stage slash!"

"Silver fall!"

The skill attacks of these more than 20 intermediate swordsmen were like huge fishing nets that covered the sky, blocking all the dodge space for Lin Yun in all directions. No matter which direction he dodges forward, backward, left, or right, Lin Yun's body is bound to be hit by a

Sword Master’s skill attack!

"Is there no direction to dodge? No, there is another place!"

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed, and he stamped his feet suddenly on the ground. His body was like a soaring rocket, quickly flying more than ten meters into the air.

"Hmph, can you still fly? As long as you land, the net of skills that will follow will definitely chop your body into pieces!" The senior swordsman looked up at Lin Yun who was jumping high,

The voice was full of disdain.

However, just as Lin Yun rose into the sky and was about to fall, a corpse fell from the sky and came to him. This corpse was the swordsman of the Demon Temple who was picked up just now.

"I never thought I would be saved by a corpse!"

Lin Yun felt happy and suddenly kicked the corpse sideways. Under the huge reaction force, Lin Yun's body suddenly changed direction from the air, quickly flew out of the circle surrounded by the swordsman below, and landed more than ten meters away.

On the ground. He quickly jumped up from the ground and ran wildly into the distance.

"Run? With your body, no matter how fast you are, you can still outrun our tanks and planes?" When the senior swordsman saw Lin Yun running away, he snorted with disdain.

That's right, on this endless barren mountain, all it takes is a helicopter to follow Lin Yun from a distance, and it can keep chasing Lin Yun. These swordsmen can catch up with Lin Yun by plane, and then attack Lin Yun again

Carry out encirclement and suppression.

However, Lin Yun did not run away, but rushed towards the mecha closest to him. Arriving in front of the mecha, he punched the mecha's chest and threw away the unconscious mecha pilot.

, he rushed into the cockpit of the mecha.

Perhaps because swords are commonly used in God's Continent, no one is focusing on studying mechas at all. The models of these mechas are very backward. Not only do they not have energy shields, but they cannot be bound by spiritual binding. In other words, the control of mechas is completely

Requires manual operation.

However, this advantage came to Lin Yun's advantage. If he needed mental compatibility, he would not be able to control this mecha to fight.

"What's wrong with Lin Yun? Does he want to drive that broken mecha to fight with us? We don't need to do anything at all. A tank salvo can blow him up!" The master of the Demon Temple saw Lin Yun's actions and thought in his heart.

Full of doubts.

Suddenly, Lin Yun's mecha moved. The mecha's right hand raised the black laser sword high!
Chapter completed!