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Chapter 1211 Never Forget, There Will Be Responses

Chapter 1,210

When Thousand Thunder Sword was held in Lin Yun's hand, Lin Yun's sword power was half a step closer to Shen Xiao's sword intent.

Above the divine sky, my sword transforms into the sky!

Lin Yun didn't show any mercy to these people. His sword intention bloomed ruthlessly and indifferently. Under the moonlight, he wore a green shirt and gave people a cold and aloof feeling.

That...sword.

Ye Ziling was struggling to support her body. When she saw the sword in Lin Yun's hand, a look of doubt appeared on her handsome and heroic face.

What kind of sword is this?

She had never seen Thousand Thunder Sword, but thinking about Lin Yun's disappearance in the past few days, she immediately thought whether it was related to this sword.

When her eyes fell on the hilt of the sword, her expression suddenly changed. There were two ancient characters engraved on it.

"Thousand Thunder Sword! Lin Yun... you went to the Famous Swords Tournament, and you broke through the three formations of dragons and ghosts!!"

Ye Ziling suddenly woke up and understood everything. All his doubts could be explained. The murderous aura in his body and the occasional flash of vicissitudes in his eyes could all be explained.

Ye Ziling bit her red lips, her eyes showing a lot of unwillingness and unconcealable admiration.

Even compared to the buried playboy, Lin Yun is not inferior in the slightest. Is this guy... really planning to make me owe him my whole life?

Damn thing!

Ye Ziling cursed in her heart, feeling full of unwillingness and deep melancholy. Her emotions were extremely complicated.

She had always been decisive in killing and unparalleled in heroic spirit, but now she became a little confused.

"Thousand Thunder Sword?"

Jiang Lichen, Liu Qingyan, Feng Zhang and others were also shocked and shocked.

The background of this sword is extremely great. Even in the Fuyun Sword Sect, they all know that it is the Thousand Patterns Holy Weapon forged by the Mo clan and is an extremely rare treasure.

No wonder that before the sword was even unsheathed, Lin Yun just holding the scabbard caused such terrifying pressure on several people.

But more importantly, getting this sword means that Lin Yun has passed through the three formations of dragons and ghosts.

"Stand up first. Whether it is a Thousand Thunder Sword or not has nothing to do with you."

Lin Yun held the scabbard of the sword, and the moment a bright light flashed in his eyes, the blade of the Thousand Thunder Sword was pulled out half an inch.

Phew!

Everyone, including Ye Ziling, spit out blood and was knocked hundreds of meters away. They were only half an inch away, but the sword light was still terrifyingly dazzling. The blue dragon surrounding Lin Yun was radiating with electric light, and the entire body was covered with lightning.

The dragon's body became crystal clear, as if it was poured from pure thunder slurry.

After several people landed, they lay on the ground unable to get up.

How terrible!

The so-called king's power in Xuanwang Palace, under the power of this sword, is simply not even dust. It is completely different from cloud and mud, one is in the sky and the other is on the ground.

"Lin Yun, you are pushing too hard like this. You have completely lost the effect of training. They can't stand up anymore." In the Ziyuan sword box, Xiao Bingfeng frowned slightly. Lin Yun's cold face was really ruthless.

Feel terrible.

"I know it well."

Lin Yun responded lightly. The power of the sword increased, but he also knocked these people hundreds of meters away.

At the same time, his own half-step Shenxiao Sword Intention also restrained and stayed within ten feet.

"Huh, I don't believe it," Xiao Bingfeng said in a deep voice.

Click!

But as soon as she finished speaking, Yuruo stood up first, which surprised her. It was Xiao Yuruo who stood up first, and Ye Ziling hadn't even gotten up yet. This... was unimaginable.

Lin Yun also had a strange look in his eyes. It seemed that this girl had some secrets.

Immediately, Ye Ziling released the Heavenly Sword Intention, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth and stood up slowly in Qiali.

"The Sword Intent of the Sky is to blend with the sky, the heaven and man are one, and then the Heaven Sword is one. The biggest difference between channeling and the Sky is that one can see the sky, and the other can only see people..."

Lin Yun's words slowly rang in the ears of Liu Qingyan and others again, and he once again explained the insights of channeling and heaven-reaching.

He had said it without reservation before, and now he explained it again in actual combat, which immediately enlightened several people.

boom!

Half a quarter of an hour later, a sword intent rushed into the sky. It seemed that there was no sign, but everything seemed to be traceable.

Feng Zhang, whose sword intent was at the peak of psychic power, fell through and was promoted to the realm of heaven.

Amid Xiao Bingfeng's astonished look, Feng Zhang slowly stood up. She was amazed: "Oh my god, this is so amazing."

Lin Yun's eyes were calm, without any waves, and he said calmly: "There is nothing magical about it. They are not bad in talent. They are the most outstanding disciples of Fuyun Sword Sect. If the old man really wanted to teach, these people would probably have

He will be promoted to Heaven."

Xiao Bingfeng glanced at her mouth, and it seemed that this was really the case.

However, the old man was ranked number one on the third list after all. He didn't even care about his own daughter, so how could he spend so much time on Feng Zhang and others?

While Ye Ziling and others were suffering from devilish torture, the station where Xuanwang Palace was located was also not at peace.

Chu Tianhao, Qin Yang and others gathered together, surrounded by many elders from the Xuanwang Palace. Their brows were tense and their expressions were not very optimistic.

"Tianhao, if you face Xia Houjue, what are your chances of winning?" The leader of Xuanwang Palace looked at Chu Tianhao and asked.

Chu Tianhao pondered for a moment and then said: "Forty percent, if I use all my cards, it might be 50%. I already knew that Xia Houjue was dead, but I didn't expect that he was actually an extraordinary talent secretly cultivated by Blood Moon Cave Sky.

If your guess is correct, he may have half-step of the cultivation of divine elixir."

Half-step magic pill!

All the elders and disciples took in a breath of cold air and their expressions turned mutinous.

For such evildoers, the Half-Step Divine Pill also means that this person has the strength to cross-border and kill the Little Divine Pill.

Thinking about it this way makes my scalp numb.

"But in a real fight, everything is possible. The gap between me and him is not so big as to be unimaginable."

Chu Tianhao is still very strong, regardless of his mentality or strength, he has an extraordinary side.

Immediately, he smiled and said: "Besides, I may not be able to draw him. If we stagger and win one game each, then Xuanwang Palace will still have a great advantage."

After hearing Chu Tianhao's words, the others' expressions became calmer.

Suddenly, someone said: "What are your plans to face the Fuyun Sword Sect tomorrow?"

"Do we need a plan? One god can lead four pits. Is it possible that Lin Yun dares to activate hell mode and beat five of us one by one? Hahaha!" Qin Yang said unfazed and laughed loudly at the end.

Thinking about it, others thought that, except for the nearly invincible Lin Yun, the Fuyun Sword Sect really didn't have much that stood out.

At most, there is only one Ye Ziling added. As for the other

The three of them are nothing more than trash.

Especially that senior brother Jiang Lichen, who was even more of a waste among wastes, was actually defeated by an unknown person from Tianxing Pavilion.

"Don't worry about the Fuyun Sword Sect. Whoever draws Lin Yun can just admit defeat." Chu Tianhao looked indifferent.

Time passes, and a night passes in the blink of an eye.

The next morning.

When the first ray of sunlight fell on Cangxuan City, warriors from all over the country who had been waiting for a long time rushed towards Cangxuan Square like a dark tide.

At the residence of Fuyun Sword Sect, Ye Ziling and others were lying half dead on the ground.

All of them were weak, their bones were almost broken, and their cheeks were so pale that there was no blood at all.

But if you look closely, you can see that none of them actually suffered fatal injuries, and their eyes were full of light, shining with an extremely terrifying edge.

For Feng Zhang and others, this was an extremely long night, extremely torturous, and the sunshine had really been missing for too long.

In just one night, several people were completely transformed, and their respective strengths had greatly improved.

Not to mention a miracle, Lin Yun just used unconventional means to bring out all their potential in one night. If there was another night of torture, the progress would not be so obvious.

Lin Yun took out the Nirvana Pill, crushed it into six pieces, bent down and distributed them to several people one by one.

They looked seriously injured, but in fact none of them had fatal injuries. Even if the Nirvana Pill was divided into six parts, it would be more than enough to restore their injuries.

This was Lin Yun's last nirvana, but when he crushed it, he didn't feel any pain at all.

"Nirvana Pill!"

Ye Ziling took the Nirvana Pill, was startled for a moment, and then understood the reason.

Lin Yun returned the Purple Jade Divine Bamboo Flute to the Burying Young Master. With his temperament, it was impossible not to give him some reward.

This Nirvana Pill should have been given to him by Mr. Burying Flower, but he gave it to himself instead. For this obsession in his heart, his sacrifice was too great, which was unbearable.

But the playboy also saved her life when she was most desperate. On that full moon night, her heart had been at peace for more than twenty years, but it was at that moment that ripples began to appear in her heart.

On a full moon night, people play the flute to kill people.

That scene was something she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Maybe he shouldn't ask Lin Yun for help, Ye Ziling said softly in his heart.

Seeing that she was absent-minded, Lin Yun thought she was thinking of Mr. Hua Yan, and said in deep thought: "Brother Yanhua told me that he would not be able to participate in the Cangxuan battle, but he will definitely be at the scene."

Ye Ziling woke up with a start. Hearing Lin Yun's words, he smiled and said nothing.

What am I thinking about? Whether it's Lin Yun or the buried beauty, they are all so far away from her.

Bathed in the radiance of the morning light, several people sat cross-legged, each refining the Nirvana Pill they had swallowed.

Lin Yun stepped aside, a look of exhaustion flashed in his eyes, making him look extremely sleepy.

He spent a lot of money on all kinds of methods last night, but it was all worth it. If he never forgets it, there will be echoes. He knows that these people have grown up during this night.

Even if one day he leaves Fuyun Sword Sect, Fuyun Sword Sect will never fall.

a long time.

When several people opened their eyes, their eyes were shining brightly, with an edge that was restrained.

Lin Yun raised a smile on his lips and said softly: "Let's go, this battle will sweep across the Xuanwang Palace!"


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