Chapter 1349 Xiaoyao Nine Swords

When the rose scroll was taken out of the storage bag, Lin Yun became quite nervous.

He was nervous, and his spirit showed a very rare solemnity.

Lin Yun still remembers how powerful the Dust Light Sword is. Where does the flowers rise and where do I come from?

A thought of dust dissipating, illuminating thousands of mountains and rivers!

How arrogant!

This sword made Lin Yun directly cross the border and kill three old men from the yy realm of the Purple Mansion.

There is no doubt that Xiaoyao Sword Technique will inevitably be more powerful, even far beyond the Thirteen Swords of Fuyun.

But once the scroll is opened, Lin Yun doesn't know what he will face. If the boat capsizes in the Y Gate, it is very likely to be killed by the sword light in the painting.

The greater possibility is to have a happy moment and you can't see the so-called Xiaoyao Sword Technique at all.

Because Lin Yun has no confidence in his spiritual patterns, he is not as confident as his own swordsmanship.s1;

He used quite a skillful method to become the Master of Saint Xuan. In Lin Yun's mind, he had to keep his feet on the ground, take one step at a time, and do everything steadily.

You must not take the success of your skillful gains too seriously, otherwise you will suffer a great loss sooner or later.

Let’s take a look, otherwise, I will go to the Sword Sect and find a way to refine my spiritual patterns.

Lin Yun murmured to himself softly.

Although he, the Holy Xuan Master, has a lot of water, the benefits he has gained are really surprising.

The soul power alone is 500 miles long, which is enough to make many people envious.

If you can further your spiritual pattern attainment, even without the Rose Scroll as a driving force, you can improve your strength.

Lin Yun's thoughts moved slightly, and the scroll in front of him unfolded leisurely, and the familiar white-spotted tiger emerged.

To this day, Lin Yun still has urgent pressure when facing this white-spotted tiger.

He guessed that the white-spotted tiger might be a holy beast, or it would be a divine beast directly, otherwise Shen Yun would not be so scary.

Shenxiao!

Lin Yun's purple se marks were shining brightly, and deep in his eyebrows, the golden sea of ​​swords and the Shenxiao sword intent was released.

His body blew out a golden sword light, and when the tiger was about to rush out, it resisted such pressure.

hiss!

The familiar scene appeared again, a white palm appeared in front of the tiger. The tiger's eyes were slightly closed, and its spirit was soft, and it smelled the fragrance of the rose blooming in the palm of its palm.

The fragrance of flowers is everywhere, and Lin Yun standing outside the painting seems to smell the fragrance of the rose.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The picture kept flashing, and the Dust Light Sword Technique that he had seen before appeared in front of Lin Yun again.

After the demonstration of the Dust Light Sword Technique, the scene in the painting collapsed with a bang, the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, flowers, trees, and clouds in the sky and earth turned into countless residual ps, floating in front of the forest clouds, and slowly accumulating.

Here comes!

Lin Yun's heart tightened, and Shenxiao's sword intent keenly sensed a slight dangerous aura.

sky!

Just as Lin Yun was calm and vigilant, a sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

Puchi!

Lin Yun spit out a mouthful of blood, and the Shenxiao sword intent was immediately shaken away, and the light on his body dimmed.

land!

Puchi!

Lin Yun spitted another mouthful of blood and took three steps back.

The world is mysterious and deserted, wind, fire, thunder and ice!

After pronounced all eight words, Lin Yun took a hundred steps back and knelt down on the ground with his face pale.

pain!

it hurts!

Lin Yun covered his head, had a cracked headache, his face twisted, and he wanted to wail but couldn't make a sound.

The world is mysterious and deserted, wind, fire, thunder and ice!

The lingering sound fluttered in his mind, invading into the Xuan Palace, shaking constantly.

Lin Yun was in pain. He wanted to cut open his head and grab all the sounds.

At this moment, the Shenxiao sword intent, the Canglong Saint T, the Sun and Moon God Fist, the Initial Sword, all kinds of methods are useless and make people collapse to the extreme.

At the critical moment, the natal holy pattern in Lin Yunxuan's palace saved him, and the golden crow holy pattern seemed to have come alive.

A gg Holy Power came slowly.

After the p-moment, the sound that invaded Xuan Palace and tortured Lin Yun to the point of pain was slowly dissipated by this soul power.

Lin Yun woke up in shock, his eyes became more vivid again, and the blurry pictures in all directions overlapped little by little, and then gradually became clearer.

See it!

Lin Yun's eyes lit up and he quickly stood up.

He saw the originally broken picture and re-blocked it, but the environment changed completely. Countless holy patterns were like ink-wash plates, fused into a new picture, unfolding little by little.

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Then a sound came out of the painting, ethereal and distant, containing the smell of nothingness.

The world is mysterious and deserted, wind, fire, thunder and ice.s1;

Lin Yun counted it silently in his heart. It was obviously eight words, but he said the Xiaoyao Nine Swords. What is the ninth word and what is the ninth sword?

How many strokes are there in the sky? Thirty-six!

But before I could think about it, on a deserted plain in the picture, the man in green, Nandi, held a sword and started moving again.

Tianyi!

Tian Er!

Tian San!

Tian Si!

Day 15!

His rabbits rise and fall, and they are all made of perfect, seamless, with an indescribable aura.

With the action, each sword in the man in blue seemed to be lifting a pen and writing, each stroke and every sword contained great power.

Heaven is thirty-six!

After the Thirty-Six Swords were released, the thirty-six sword lights imprinted in the void continued to overlap and accumulate wildly.

In an instant, the heaven and earth lost their se, and the sun and the moon were gone.

An ancient word "天" appeared behind the man in green. When the word "天" fell, everything in the world seemed to be his ministers.

Lin Yun was stunned and shocked when he saw it. He never thought that there was such a sword technique in the world.

How many straits are there in the ground

Immediately afterwards, the man in blue in the picture moved faster and faster, so fast that Lin Yun could not see clearly even with the blessing of Shenxiao sword.

Lin Yun couldn't see clearly, nothing could be seen clearly, everything was blurred in his eyes.

Even the sounds coming from the painting are intermittent, ethereal and empty.

I could only vaguely see that when the heaven and earth were mysterious and deserted, the eight words "Feng, Fire, Thunder and Ice" appeared, the artistic conception of the two words "Farewell" was moved to the extreme by the man in blue.

If there is help from gods, if there is power of heaven, each sword will tear the void into pieces. The sword light is erratic and erratic, the eight ancient characters shake the drought, the sun and the moon reverse, the universe is upside down, the space is distorted, and the whole world is distorted, and the whole world is divided into pieces.

There are eight characters, each of which contains a free and carefree artistic conception, and each artistic conception is magnificent, but it is also as light as a slight person.

Is these the Eight Swords of Xiaoyao?

Lin Yun said softly, his eyes full of admiration. This kind of sword technique was so wonderful that it was amazing.

No, this sword technique seems to be the Xiaoyao Nine Swords!

Lin Yun remembered it very clearly that the first thing he heard was the Xiaoyao Nine Swords, and there should be another sword.

Just as Lin Yun was shocked and suspicious, endless sad voices suddenly came from the rose scroll, and a angrily shouted torn apart the sky.

All kinds of strange phenomena are scattered.

There is nothing in the world, so it is hard to be free!

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and such a sudden change was beyond his expectations.
To be continued...