No one expected that the peak battle above the giant sword would end in such a sudden way.
I thought Gongsun Yan's sword eye was invincible, and no matter how Lin Yun set out his sword, he would be broken. It would only be a matter of time before his defeat was defeated.
But unexpectedly, Lin Yun finally came up with a way to crack it, making him exhausted and rushed faster than a sword.
The sword that Lin Yun finally used was even more incredibly powerful. The white vortex of sword intent had the momentum to sweep the world and block the gods from killing the gods.
"After all, Lin Yun is more skilled. The sword intent of half-step Shenxiao is too terrible after he reaches the peak. The sword intent activated by secret techniques can be competent in momentum, but he cannot master the mystery of half-step Shenxiao after all!" Zhao Yan sighed on the flying platform and sighed: "The realm of Tianpo can master the sword intent of half-step Shenxiao, and Lin Yun is destined to be famous in the East Wilderness!"
Some others suddenly woke up and said, "Lin Yun defeated Gongsun Yan, then isn't he the champion of the Sword Conference?"
hiss!
Everyone on the flying platform took a breath and exclaimed, their expressions were quite wonderful. This person's words were thunderstorms on the ground, which shocked everyone's hearts.
champion!
There is also the Burning Shadow Sword, which was created by Feng Xuanzi himself, and the inestimable value Burning Shadow Sword will also belong to Lin Yun.
This swordsman of Cang Xuan Mansion, who was not very fond of before, and even sarcastically sarcastically, really wiped out the famous swords conference and trampled everyone under his feet.
At this moment, the Feng family members were ashamed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.
Feng Xiaoyu was already in a state of silence, and her face was burning with a burning pain. When Feng Xingyang was defeated by Lin Yun, she could hardly hold on.
Now that even Gongsun Yan is defeated by Lin Yun’s sword, she completely collapses and her mentality explodes.
It can be imagined that after today, she, the little princess of the Feng family, will definitely become a joke in Qingyan County. When everyone talks about Lin Yun and his feat of sweeping away the swords at the famous sword conference, they will take out what she said and make fun of it.
"Champion? That may not be..."
Zhao Yan curled his lips and smiled.
Everyone was shocked and looked at him incredibly, what does this mean?
Zhao Yan glanced at him and grinned, "Isn't our brother Gong still not taking action yet? With him taking action, he may not be able to defeat Lin Yun. Gong Haoran, you are right!"
"you!"
Gong Haoran was furious when he heard this. He knew very well whether it was Lin Yun's Lin Yun in Tianpo.
What is the difference between challenging Lin Yun and taking self-indulgence? Zhao Yan clearly holds a grudge and humiliates him in public.
Seeing Gong Haoran's angry look but unable to speak, Zhao Yan felt extremely happy, and he told you not to speak humanly just now.
Everyone woke up and knew that Zhao Yan was just joking, but they still couldn't hide their excitement deep in their hearts. Lin Yun's last two swords were so amazing. The green mountains outside the clouds, the blue stars, and the floating clouds, who would compete with him!
Even Gongsun Yan lost, his championship was justified.
The sword talent shown by Lin Yun is stronger than everyone imagined, and many people are very curious about his origin.
Above the clouds, the top of the giant sword.
Lin Yun looked around, holding the burial flower in his hand, and whispered: "Who else is willing to fight with Lin?"
Wherever I saw, there was silence, and all the leaders in Qingyan Square bowed their heads and didn't dare to look at them.
Domineering!
Ye Feifan in the audience smiled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said excitedly: "My Brother Lin is so domineering, I'll ask, who else is there!!"
The people next to you showed contempt, you can just turn it over.
At first, I seemed to have a good relationship with Lin Yun, but after seeing Lin Yun being targeted, I ran away quickly immediately.
Wait until Lin Yun shows his strength
Later, he smiled and put it on, without any shame, and his face was half thicker than the city wall.
"After discussing by all the elders of the aristocratic family, if no one fights with Lin Yun, then the champion of this famous swords conference will be Lin Yun."
Feng Xuanzi's voice sounded on the VIP stand, echoing across the entire Qingyan Square, and everyone was filled with emotion.
On the VIP stage, Feng Xuanzi's face was pretty good, while other Feng family's old men didn't look very good.
This time, the Feng family was too embarrassed. The farce created by Feng Xiaoyu really made the Feng family feel a little out of power.
An old man next to Feng Xuanzi said angrily: "Brother, do you really want to give this champion to Lin Yun?"
He is Feng Yan, the great elder of the Cangjian Tower, and also the second brother of Feng Xuanzi. He has a very high generation in the Feng family.
Feng Xuanzi ignored him and saw that no one responded, and said in a deep voice: "Champion Lin Yun, give him a sword!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two figures flew towards Lin Yun, who was standing on the hilt of the sword, and they looked extremely difficult to carry a sword box.
There is no doubt that the box must be the Burning Flame Sword, created by Tianxuan Master Feng Xuanzi himself. The core eight-grade holy pattern, seven hundred ordinary holy patterns, and ten thousand kilograms of Gengjin. The main body is made of mysterious crystals.
This sword is close to the limit of the Hundred-Striped Holy Artifact, because it comes from Feng Xuanzi's hands, and is not even worse than some Thousand-Striped Holy Artifacts.
However, the Thousand-Striped Holy Soldier is a hurdle, and the failure rate is extremely high. Even the most ordinary Thousand-Striped Holy Soldier is a rare existence for many bigwigs in the Dragon Vein Realm.
First of all, the materials that can carry a thousand holy patterns are extremely rare. Secondly, the more the number of holy patterns imprinted, the greater the difficulty, and the failure rate soars.
Many times, the success rate of the Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact is not determined by the number of times. Instead, it is calculated by time. In a hundred years, it is very common for a Tianxuan Master to be able to successfully build a Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact in a hundred years, and it is very common for a Tianxuan Master to be able to build a Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact in a hundred years, and it is impossible to build a Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact in a hundred years.
This is just the most common Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact. If it is a slightly rare Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact, then time will be planned for thousands of years.
This also proves from the side that Feng Xuanzi's sword forging strength can barely compare to Thousand Patterns, which is not an exaggeration to say that it is a skillful craftsman.
With so many envious eyes that they were crazy, two Feng family sword servants carrying the sword box appeared in front of Lin Yun.
Burning Flame Sword!
Lin Yun stared at the sword box, and there was some turbulence in his heart. This sword was still very good.
If so, using this sword as an excessive weapon before Burial Flower is promoted to Holy Soldier will be of great help to Lin Yun's strength improvement.
Unfortunately...be calm down.
Lin Yun remained silent and opened the sword box, and the Burning Flame Sword with a scabbard appeared in front of him. The scabbard was simple and thick, with red red all over, and it was branded with bright silver patterns. The combination of red and silver made the scabbard look extremely high-profile.
"Prince Lin, please try the sword." The two sword servants looked expressionless and took the sword box upwards.
Lin Yun stared at the sword box and was not moving for a long time.
After a while, a slight murmur came from everywhere, looking puzzled.
"Young Master Lin, please try the sword!" The two sword servants were a little impatient. The Burning Flame Sword was quite heavy, and it was very difficult for them to lift it like this.
Zhao Yan on the flying platform looked puzzled. Could it be that this guy was not very satisfied with Fen Yan Jian?
This is the Burning Flame Sword!
Feng Xuanzi frowned slightly in the VIP seat. Lin Yun's posture made him feel a little embarrassed.
As a Tianxuan Master, he enjoys a reputation throughout the Eastern Wilderness. He has the ability to forge Thousand-Secret Holy Soldiers. Many of the Dragon Vein Realms, and even many saints have a close relationship with him, and they will never dare to neglect his sword so much.
"Hehe, what are you afraid of? I will support you with this emperor. Just a broken sword, it will be broken. Don't you have ten storage bags?"
Xiao Bingfeng, who knew the inside story, laughed thief in the Zi Yuan sword box, and was not worried about the big deal when watching the fun.
This is the same. The previous ten holy swords combined cannot compare to the Burning Flame Sword in front of you.
If he really gets cut off by himself, Lin Yun will definitely feel distressed and he will be bleeding, but now in front of everyone, if he doesn't even try the sword, Feng Xuanzi's face will definitely not be able to hold back.
Sword testing is the most basic respect for a sword forginger, which is etiquette.
What's more, he has always been against things and people. He has a grudge against Feng Xiaoyu, and he has no holiday with Feng Xuanzi. Of course, what the other party thinks is the other party's business.
"Little brother, are you not satisfied with the Burning Flame Sword forged by me?" On the VIP stand, Feng Xuanzi looked solemn and his voice rang out at the right time.
"Senior, joking."
Lin Yun responded softly.
"Then please try the sword. This sword has taken a lot of effort. Even if you become a saint in the future, you should not be too insulting you. Today, since you are the champion of the famous sword conference, please let the swordsmen present experience the style of Burning Shadow."
Feng Xuanzi's voice exuded absolute confidence, and he was also a proud and arrogant person, and he was already a little dissatisfied in his words.
"Our poster has spoken in person. Mr. Lin should not make a statement. It is impossible for us poster to give you a sword in person."
"Please, Mr. Lin."
The two sword servants said unhappyly, and their patience had long been worn out.
Lin Yun smiled bitterly in his heart. He was really suffering. He poked out his left hand, held the red scabbard, and then took the sword out of the box.
In an instant, everyone couldn't help but look up, and their eyes were all attracted.
So heavy!
Zhao Yan's sword weighs ten cauldrons, and this sword has at least a hundred cauldrons. If Xing Yuanguang is not activated, many star kings cannot hold this sword with their physical body.
After a while, Lin Yun took a deep breath, a decisive look flashed in his eyes. Don't blame me if it is broken.
clang!
Accompanied by a phoenix sound, Lin Yun drew his sword out of the sheath, as if a fire phoenix sheath flew out of it.
Rumble!
Under the sunlight, the sword shone with light, with awesome spirit and awesome sharp. Everyone's eyes could not be moved away, and they were stunned in surprise. It was so beautiful that this sword could not be described in words. It was like a phoenix, spreading its wings and burning slowly, the fire was dazzling and dazzling.
"Good sword!"
A strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he couldn't help but praise. This sword was indeed extraordinary.
"Finding Yan Sword! The master of Feng Lou's sword forging is really terrifying. This is really no worse than the Thousand-Striped Holy Soldier."
"If you only talk about the sword forging, the owner of Feng Tower will definitely be among the top ten in the ancient domain. His attainments are unimaginable."
"Lin Yun is so lucky. This sword has been polished for a full ten years. The master Feng Lou will not forge it with his own hands at the famous sword conference in the future."
There were endless admiration from all over the world.
Feng Xuanzi touched his beard on the VIP stand, smiled, and a smug look flashed in his eyes. He was quite proud of this Burning Flame Sword. After today, the price of asking him to forge his sword will increase by at least ten times.
The famous sword conference is not a loss-making deal for the Zangjian Tower.
After all, the Zangjian Tower still has to do business. The more famous it is, the more people seek swords, and the higher the price.
Although this sword hiding conference was a bit turbulent and Feng Xiaoyu made some jokes, when Lin Yun drew out this sword, the eyes of the world would be attracted by this sword.
Later, Lin Yun's reputation became famous in the Eastern Wilderness, and the Burning Flame Sword naturally rose and the ship was high. After all, his Qingyan Cangjian Tower was still the biggest winner.
etc!
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, suddenly woke up, and bursts of joy appeared deep in his heart. My broken sword body had failed.
Click!
But as soon as his thoughts arose, a deafening sound of a sword breaking sounded in his hand.
In front of everyone, a phoenix let out a miserable cry, the fire light dimmed, and the Burning Flame Sword shattered inch by inch, as if a towering building had fallen in front of everyone.