Chapter 1996: The Return of Chu Yun in the Morning!
Chapter 1900 is Chapter 6
thump!
The ancient Eight Eight Evils who each supported a sky fell to the ground, and the lake surface immediately started to stir up.
What a surprising scene this was. The many leaders of the Sword Alliance were stunned and exclaimed directly.
"How is that possible?!"
"My God, what the hell is this? The eight ancient ferocious beasts knelt down at Ye Qingtian at the same time?"
"Isn't this the ancient secret technique used by Feng Shaoyu!"
Everyone's scalp was numb and they couldn't understand it at all.
Above the sky, Gu Zijing and others were shocked and their chins almost dropped, especially Zhao Wuji was stunned.
"This...is impossible..."
As for Feng Wuji, he was shocked on the spot. The next moment, his expression mutiny and said, "Ye Qingtian must have learned the secret technique of my Feng family!"
He was still alive just now, but now he was completely unable to sit still and wanted to be ready to take action at any time.
But the second senior sister Feng Yu is still by his side, how can he make him happy?
After being surprised, Feng Yu smiled like a flower and reached out and patted Feng Wuji directly on the shoulder.
Bang!
This shot seemed like a mountain falling, and the whole sky was shaken violently. Gu Zijing, Jiang Yunting, Feng Shengling and others suddenly increased their pressure and became uneasy.
Feng Wuji was beaten like this and could no longer move immediately.
"Stop making trouble!"
Feng Wuji's face changed slightly. He glanced at him from the bottom of his eyes. At this moment, Feng Shaoyu's expression was very nervous and he was trying to control the eight ferocious beasts, but no matter how he condensed his handprints, he could not succeed.
"The success and defeat of the enemy, brother, you chose it! Even if the old man comes today, I will protect Ye Qingtian! Sit down!"
Feng Yu's expression turned cold and he pressed Feng Wuji down.
Gu Zijing and Jiang Yunting opened their mouths wide and looked extremely surprised. What does this girl look like when she looks less than last year's age?
With one palm, the owner of Zangjian Villa pressed down!
"aunt!"
Feng Shengling wanted to come forward to persuade him.
"Go back." Feng Yu glared at him with a domineering expressionless face, pretending not to know him. This naughty child was called an aunt in public, how did the elder brother teach him on weekdays?
Feng Wuji gave up struggling, sighed, and said, "Listen to your aunt, it's okay."
Feng Yu remained silent, and the strength in his hand increased a little. Feng Wuji's mouth twitched and said with difficulty: "Go back, this young lady is having fun with me."
Feng Yu then smiled and dispelled his strength, but he still had no intention of letting go.
"Don't look at me, the winner is still not decided!" Feng Yu said with a smile.
Everyone then moved their eyes away and saw beads of sweat the size of beans on Feng Shaoyu's forehead on the lake surface. His whole body was trembling, and it seemed extremely difficult.
Damn it, why can't it work?
Feng Shaoyu controlled the ancient seal that was directly and hard-working, and his hands kept changing their marks, wanting to regain control of the eight evil souls.
At the same time, Lin Yun gradually figured out some clues and became extremely calm from the trance.
rock!
Lin Yun held the chain with his back hand and stared at him. He felt that as long as he moved lightly, he could easily control these eight evil souls.
Is it related to the "broken sword" in my body?
He could feel some power coming from the chain, wanting to separate the chains and bind him again.
But these forces were all hindered by some kind of obstacle, and the eight ferocious beasts were fighting to the death to resist the control of the ancient seal.
"how so?"
Feng Shaoyu felt that his holy energy was constantly consumed, but the ancient Eight Evils were still not under control, and the Eight Evils Soul Locking Array was completely in chaos.
The person who was locked in turn controlled the ancient Eight Evils, which was unheard of. Feng Shaoyu sweated heavily and was so dizzy.
"Feng Shaoyu, you don't seem to be able to do it..." Lin Yun said with a smile on his lips and said with a slight mockery.
"Don't be arrogant, don't pretend to be like this, just a dying person. There is no precedent for the monk who was controlled by the Eight Evil Soul Locking Formation to escape!" Feng Shaoyu forced himself to calm down.
"Yeah?"
Lin Yun laughed loudly, his hand holding the chains suddenly raised, and shouted loudly: "The Eight Eight Evils of the Ancients obey orders!"
boom!
The eight ancient ferocious beasts kneeling on the ground stood up at the same time, then jumped high, and were controlled by Lin Yun in his palm like a kite.
Kick!
The moment the eight ferocious beasts leaped up, the sky seemed to be broken, the vast Tibetan sword lake was split into pieces, and the entire formation was completely destroyed.
This scene was too shocking, and everyone in the audience took a breath. The lake water splashed out, and figures from all directions immediately soared into the air and quickly left the dangerous area.
Buzzing!
The chains burst out with glimmer of light, and there were eight different forces that rushed into Lin Yun's body, and when the power converged.
The extremely mysterious "broken sword" in Lin Yun's body drew another inch, and half of its sword body was exposed.
But just as the sword was about to be completely pulled out, there was an invisible force blocking him.
Buzz!
The sword body kept shaking inside Lin Yun's body, and a stream of force gathered on his right hand that was holding the chain.
Lin Yun's vision suddenly blurred, and there was a white back at the end of his vision, which seemed very close and far away.
Suddenly, the white figure turned around. The man was handsome and handsome, dressed like snow. He was holding a slender sword in his right hand. Behind him was a blue dragon phantom covering the entire starry sky.
The moment he turned around, the whole world disappeared.
All the scenes in front of him disappeared, Lin Yun seemed to be in the starry sky, and countless pictures kept flashing like streamers.
After seeing Lin Yun, the white-robed swordsman smiled and said loudly: "I know that you will be recognized by this sword one day. Even fate cannot stop it. My sword will definitely wait for your sword.
But that's good, don't really pull it out."
Lin Yun had never seen this person before, and his face was very strange, but his smile made Lin Yun extremely familiar with him, and his heart jumped up wildly.
Qinglong, swordsman?
Capturing these two keywords, an idea came to Lin Yun’s mind. Is it the adult who opened up the Dragon Era? It’s not right, why do I feel very familiar with it?
The figure of the man became increasingly faded, as if he had supreme power to prevent him from appearing.
As he watched him get farther and farther away, his figure becomes fading.
Lin Yun couldn't help but get anxious. As the streaming silk thread flashed, he ran with all his might: "Don't leave, tell me who you are!"
He ran and repeated, and the man in white was also trying hard to run towards him. Finally, his figure was about to completely disappear, and the two reached out to hold each other.
"Hahaha, we will see you again, even fate cannot be stopped. Remember, at this point, don't try to draw this sword. Don't ask who I am, I will wait for you, my sword will be waiting for you all the time
The sword.”
"The bright moon was there back then, and the morning shone on the Chu clouds back!"
boom!
Accompanied by the cheerful and cheerful laughter, the awakening in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Lin Yun's vision fell on Feng Shaoyu again.
He grabbed eight chains and was falling from the sky. Feng Shaoyu tried his best to control the ancient seal of his heart, but it was useless, and his eyes were full of horror.
Puchi!
Lin Yun's terrifying blow directly shattered all the Zi Yuan holy energy, and the fist light penetrated Feng Shaoyu's chest and then hit his heart.
Feng Shaoyu wanted to stop him, but it was useless. His holy energy was exhausted and his vitality was severely damaged. How could he have the strength to resist all this?
boom!
His body fell from the sky, and a golden ancient seal flew out from his heart, emitting a dazzling light.
This ancient seal saved his life, but Lin Yun was also shocked out of his body.
Feng Shaoyu glared at him but was powerless, so he could only watch the ancient seal hanging in the air, while he kept falling into his body.
boom!
Feng Shaoyu fell into the water and waves appeared.
The change came too suddenly, and everything was a long story, but in fact it was only a few breaths.
Feng Shaoyu had the absolute advantage just now, and the Eight Evil Soul Locking Formation was unparalleled, which directly made Lin Yun unable to move.
Under the ancient secret technique, Lin Yun should have lost undoubtedly.
But no one expected that when the picture changed, Lin Yun actually controlled the eight ancient beasts with his backhand and defeated Feng Shaoyu in one fell swoop.
Not only that, the ancient seal was even dug out.
Everyone in Zangjian Villa was also unclear, so the Eight Evil Soul Locking Formation was sacrificed, and Feng Shaoyu was defeated in a crushing defeat.
"I... actually failed..."
Feng Shaoyu was lying on the water. He never thought that he would lose this battle.
He had already seen Lin Yun's extraordinaryness. He was willing to admit that his talent was not as good as the other party, but he was really unwilling to let him become the other party's stepping stone.
He is the young owner of the dignified Zangjian Villa, how could he be defeated?
Swish!
Lin Yun let go of his hand, and the chain escaped into the ferocious beasts. After they saluted Lin Yun, they turned into light and injected into the ancient seal.
Lin Yun was wearing white clothes and stood in the air. He reached out and pulled the burial flower back from the dragon bone sword with one move.
After looking at Feng Shaoyu lying in a pool of blood, he did not choose to continue to attack.
Lin Yun looked up and his eyes fell on the golden ancient seal in front of him.
The ancient seal, with golden light, was surrounded by a strange and noble dragon.
As soon as Lin Yun stretched out his hand, he wanted to hold the ancient seal directly.
He had a strong intuition that this ancient seal might be related to the "broken sword" directly in his body, and he had too many questions now.
Who is the man in white?
Why can I control these ancient evil souls?
Back then, the bright moon was there, and the morning shines on the Chu clouds back?
The broken sword in the body cannot be pulled out anymore. What are the consequences of pulling it out?
Swish!
Lin Yun reached out to grab the ancient seal, and the light dissipated.
"This seems to be the Seal of the Dragon. No wonder it can control the eight ancient evil souls. This Tibetan Sword Villa is quite big."
In the Zi Yuan secret realm, Xiao Bingfeng praised.
"Ye Qingtian, return the seal!" Feng Wuji said with a dark face on the sky.
boom!
At the same time, several men in black with swords appeared on the eaves outside the square, with extremely terrifying aura on their bodies.
No need to think that this seal is crucial to Zangjian Villa and will never let Lin Yun take it away.
Lin Yun was quite rational and knew that this was not the time to take away this seal.
But when he was about to return it, the beautiful woman beside Feng Wuji shook her head at him, and then blinked again.
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, then woke up and said with his head raised: "Master, you are not sure about the outcome of this battle."
Feng Wuji's face suddenly sank, and he lowered his voice and said, "Return the seal back, this seal has nothing to do with the outcome."
He was majestic, not angry, but still made people feel trembling.
"No hurry, you'd better announce the winner first." Lin Yun said lightly: "With this kind of push, can it be that Zangjian Villa still want to cheat."
Feng Wuji remained silent, but his heart contained a lot of anger. This was the first time he had encountered such a bold junior.
"Give him the sword."
In the midst of this stalemate, a voice came from Feng Wuji's ear. Feng Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You won this battle. Return the seal and give the furnace sword to you immediately."
Lin Yun smiled and said, "Thank you, please!"
He had no intention of going up, so he spread his hands and put the seal in his palm, and let Feng Wuji come here to pick it up in person.
"The old man actually agreed."
The second senior sister Feng Yu looked in a certain direction and found a vicissitudes of old man standing on a towering building in the distance, with an extremely complicated expression.
But what does his expression mean?
Feng Yu was surprised in his heart. This was the first time she saw her father. Her expression was so complicated, shocked, and confused. She was still a little expectation and excitement.
As if he noticed Feng Yu's gaze, the old man's expression returned to normal and left with a stern face.
"Sister Three, everyone below is watching. If you don't let go, where will I put my face?" Feng Wuji's face turned red and he said in a low voice.
Feng Yu was lost for a moment, and he failed to get up several times, and he was immediately quite embarrassed.
"Mine, mine."
Feng Yu smiled and quickly let go of his hand.
[I have been struggling for a long time in the two sentences of Chao Yun Yongbusan and Chen Zhao Chu Yungui, but finally chose the latter sentence. Brothers who don’t understand can look at my old scholar, immortal martial arts fellow practitioner. It’s okay not to read, but also the latter.
It will explain it and will not affect the plot of this book.]