Chapter 340

The clouds break through the moon, and the night is no longer dark.

A sword came out, and the moon competed for brightness, a round in the sky and a round in the water, just because of the sword in Lin Yun's hand.

Under the continuous attack of Shuiyue Sword Technique, Yue Qing and Zuo Yun had already been a little reluctant to deal with it. When they used this move to compete for the two moons, they were defeated on the spot and had no power to fight.

But what shocked the elders of each sect in the Qiongtai Hall was even more shocked by the sword intent that broke out with the two moons of competition for lightning.

The sword intent is far away from the world, ethereal and lively, without any dust, a trace of transparency, clear and clear, and clearly close to the innate sword intent.

"It turned out to be him."

The bald elder of Xuantian Sect looked stunned and sat down dejectedly, with a look of dismay in his eyes.

The sword intent that shocked half of the princess's mansion last night was forgotten as the competition progressed.

It's like a dream, just like a passing cloud.

But at present, the sword intent floating on Lin Yun's body was inserted into the jade ground, like a sword worshiping the king. Without exception, it was all indicating that what happened last night was not illusory, it was truly real, like a fake one.

Change!

"Damn it, why is it this kid? How is this possible!"

Wen Yanbo of Hunyuanmen was so angry that his face turned dark and his words seemed unscrupulous.

Before, he made a wild statement and waited for the banquet to discuss, he wanted to step on Lingxiao Jiange hard and make his face lose all his face. But now, he was first happy and shocked Lei Yaoshi, and Lin Yun defeated his opponents one after another.

Now, even one against two can win a great victory, and the rise is unstoppable.

The reputation of Lingxiao Jiange is not only not damaged, but will rise and no one dares to blaspheme.

After today, the name Lin Yun will definitely spread throughout the Qin Dynasty, and everyone knows it.

In this round of confrontation, the Hunyuan Sect was defeated and it was a complete defeat!

Elder Luo Feng of Jiange was lost. After waking up, his eyes were full of ecstasy and he smiled and said, "This kid, I am so miserable. If I had known it was him, why would I be so nervous about this Princess Fenghua's banquet?"

Xinyan smiled slightly, her eyes full of doting expressions: "Hehe, even if I told you, I won't believe me. But our junior brother is really getting more and more powerful."

"Too."

Thinking of the Shuiyue Sword Technique that he had buryed Lin Yun before, Luo Feng sighed with a smile, feeling relieved and relieved.

Tang Tong smiled bitterly and said, "There is no harm without comparison. The same Shuiyue Sword Technique, I really can't see it when compared with my junior brother."

Thinking back to the sword technique he chose with Lin Yun at the beginning, in Xuanwu Palace.

He had advised Lin Yun at the beginning, but he really didn't expect that the Shuiyue Sword Technique could exert such power in Lin Yun's hands.

Lingxiao Jian Pavilion was filled with joy, and the elders and disciples of the other sects looked a little ugly, and they lamented repeatedly.

"Although this sword intent is not a true innate sword intent, Lin Yun is so young that he may not be able to fully master the innate sword intent in three years."

"The monster is a monster. After today, I'm afraid no one can stop his rise."

"First there was Bai Yu and Cao Jie. Now Zuo Yun and Yue Qing were defeated by his sword. Such light was so popular that Lingxiao Jiange was very happy."

Sifang sighed lightly, and in the eyes of Lin Yun, there was a trace of jealousy in addition to admiration and awe.

Liu Yue's cold face in Shence Camp was so angry that she had no luster and didn't want to say a word.

I had a headache and stared at Lin Yun's gaze full of helplessness.

The most helpless thing in the world is probably this, and you can use all your efforts and means. But the person you hate not only has no sign of bad luck, but is more and more dazzling, but you can only watch him helplessly

Rising step by step.

Is this guy my nemesis?

Liu Yue thought indignantly that since she met Lin Yun, everything related to him would have encountered all kinds of discomforts.

"In this battle, Jiange Lin Yun won."

The ethereal and cold sound, from

Princess Fenghua on the rostrum was heard from the mouth.

Yue Qing's face looked a little ugly. Without saying a word, he walked back with a silver spear.

Zuo Yun wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth and bowed: "The sword technique of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is indeed unpredictable. He has lived up to the title of the No. 1 swordsmanship in the Qin Dynasty. I'll learn it."

Lin Yun whispered: "You should have reservations too."

He could feel that Zuo Yun was still worried during the entire battle. I was afraid that it would be difficult for him to overcome one against two.

Zuo Yun smiled, but said nothing more: "If you lose, you will lose. If you have the chance, you will ask Brother Lin for advice."

Hold your fists and bow slowly.

Lin Yun looked at the ground, and was still trembling with hundreds of long swords, thinking about something.

The sword was released unexpectedly, and the sword technique quietly ran. When the sixty-four petals bloomed, he waved his hand and shouted softly: "Get up!"

Rush!

Amid the trembling sound, the swords rose into the air, soaring up and down, dancing endlessly.

"fall!"

The fingers were put together to form a sword, and they gently stroked through the air like a pen.

call out!

Hundreds of long swords turned into streamer light, as fast as a terrifying geek, accompanied by a loud sound, returning to their respective masters' sheaths.

The person who collected the sword was not very happy and looked a little embarrassed.

A great swordsman can't even see his own sword, and it's too embarrassing to be directed by others like an arm.

After doing all this, Lin Yun walked back.

The other people in the hall looked at him quietly and changed drastically.

If you can collect and release Lin Yun’s sword intent is probably even more terrifying than everyone imagined.

“Stay.”

But just as he was about to leave, a clear sound rang out from the Qiongtai Hall.

Everyone looked in the voice, and the owner of the voice couldn't help but change his expression.

The young man talking, with his sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, fresh and handsome, bright eyes and white teeth, majestic, holding a folding fan, calm and elegant, elegant and peaceful.

It’s Demon Moon Villa, Si Xueyi!

Many elders and disciples from all directions had strange colors flashed in their eyes. Si Xueyi became famous very early and was a well-deserved demon leader. Many years ago, he resounded throughout the empire with Bai Lixuan. He was known as the Great Qin army, just like the sun and the moon shining together.

He is the young leader and the most dazzling monster.

Bai Lixuan has been in seclusion for many years, but Si Xueyi's strength has steadily improved. Although there are few moves, once they take action, they will have amazing results.

Many people speculate that he already has the strength to attack the second sequence, and the Dragon Gate Competition at the end of the year may not be able to compete with the eight masters.

Among the peers in the field, if anyone else can suppress Lin Yun, there is no one except him.

Si Xueyi smiled slightly and said softly: "Don't get me wrong. I don't have the intention to take action. It's not like our Si Xueyi's style when I saw the old man today, so sharp.

To express my feelings, I want to toast Mr. Lin with a glass of wine.”

Did Si Xueyi and Lin Yun actually know each other?

Everyone was shocked. This was really a big deal. Lin Yun rarely deals with outsiders in Jiange.

In this way, the two should have met earlier.

Lin Yun remained silent and looked up and said, "It's rare that Master of the Company still remembers it. I'll take this glass of wine."

If it weren't for Si Xueyi, he wouldn't have jumped down the Yinfeng River and almost died.

However, Lin Yun did not have much hatred. This grudge was caused by his actions to save Yue Weiwei.

If it is a grudge, it should be Bai Lixuan a little more.

This man took advantage of his trap in Yinfengjian and severely injured the Blood Dragon Horse, causing Xiaohong to be caught and auctioned on the spot.

At that time, he made a vow that Bai Lixuan would return the three palms that Bai Lixuan slapped on the body of the Blood Dragon Horse, one day he would return them twice as much.

"good!"

Si Xueyi suddenly retracted the folding fan in her hand, held a glass of wine, stood up and smiled, "But I rarely toast others. If the wine in this glass is spilled, it's just your fault, Mr. Lin."

After the speech

, he held the wine glass's hand and pushed forward violently.

call out!

The harsh sound of breaking through the air immediately sounded, shaking people's eardrums tingling. Wow, the wine in the glass was like a dazzling moon, and suddenly it sparked a brilliant light, and it was a little unopened.

Xinyan and others took a breath. This was not a toast. If they were less powerful, they would be shocked to death on the spot.

The Seven Mysterious Steps, many people take pictures!

The wine glass came too quickly, and Lin Yun had almost no time to think about it. The wine glass with a magnificent momentum came like a big river.

With his arms spread, he took nine steps in a row, leaving behind a shadow every time he took a step back.

Such a body technique is amazing. How many people face this glass of wine are afraid that they will be knocked to the ground and lose face before they can react.

It’s just a pity that Lin Yun didn’t catch this glass of wine.

But those present would not underestimate Lin Yun because the glass of wine came too fast and too fiercely. Many people had no time to catch the glass, and the glass shook through his eyes.

Rush!

But no one expected that Lin Yun, who had retreated nine steps, waited nine steps and his aura suddenly sank, and he stepped forward and continued nine steps.

The speed is several times faster than the speed of retreating before. Every time you take a step forward, you will shatter the general trend contained in the wine glass one minute.

After nine afterimages overlapped, Lin Yun stretched out his hand, calm and quietly caught the wine glass.

"So fast!"

Everyone was shocked and shocked, and could not express it. In the eyes of many people with slightly poor strength, Lin Yun even had never moved from beginning to end.

Lin Yun picked up the wine glass, drank it all, raised his eyes and said, "Good wine, I'll give this wine glass to Brother Xueyi."

Huh!

Compared to the magnificent momentum of Cheese Xueyi, the empty cup sent over was silent and quietly passed by.

Si Xueyi didn't get up, but raised her hand and grabbed the empty cup.

Just the moment I held it, the smile on my face changed slightly, and the hand holding the empty cup slowly fell down, and the movement was so light that it seemed as if the whole world had slowed down in its hands. There was no sound in all directions.

The quiet Qiongtai Hall seemed to be forced by some unknown momentum, which made people feel a little depressed and uncomfortable.

When I waited for the wine glass, it seemed to suppress the discomfort for a hundred years and burst out. The strong wind suddenly blew all the long hair of Si Xueyi like a waterfall behind me, revealing a peerless face that was so clean that it was enviable.

With the sudden storm, the hall seemed to tremble slightly for a moment, and the storm-like swords quietly rose. Except for the utensils in front of Si Xueyi's table, the wine glasses and tableware in the other sects and sects, Pingping Pong Pong
Chapter completed!