When Ji Lingfeng and others raised their heads, their pupils were filled with surprise. The Autumn Mountain Lord said in a shocked voice, “Quasi-Heavenly Dome Sword Intent? Wait… That’s already infinitely close to the Heavenly Dome Sword Intent!”
Lin Yun’s sword intent had broken through the limit of Firmament Sword Intent, and he was only one small step away from the Heavenly Dome Sword intent. If he had enough time, it was just a matter of time for him to grasp the Heavenly Dome Sword Intent.
No matter what, Lin Yun’s sword intent already broke through the boundaries of the Firmament Sword Intent. To a certain degree, this was no different from the actual Heavenly Dome Sword Intent.
Ao Feng was also briefly stunned for a moment before his face became eerie. He snorted, “Keep on pretending. That’s not the genuine Heavenly Dome Sword Intent, no matter what you do. Now, take an attack from me! Nethermoon Dragon Shattering Palm!”
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The Nethermoon Saint Armor he wore flashed, and his speed reached a limit.
On the other hand, Lin Yun’s Sword Heart managed to accurately catch onto Ao Feng’s trajectory. He lowered his center of gravity and began to start accumulating his power.
Before Ao Feng even reached him, just the strong wind alone made Lin Yun’s hair flutter, and his black hair was like a waterfall under the powerful gale.
Lin Yun had delicate features, and he looked like a celestial wielding a sword in a painting with stars and moons within his pupils. When Ao Feng reached above him in a split second, he gently pressed his palm down, and the blood radiance from him manifested into a full moon. His palm looked like a gigantic palm extending out of the moon.