The expression of the Saint Lord Tianmu changed drastically, and he naturally recognized what kind of sword intent this was.
It is not a half-step divine light, but a complete divine light sword intent. And it is not just the beginning, he has achieved some success and has completely solid divine light sword intent.
This is incredible!
The sword intent of the divine light, the seventh-grade divine light, and the sword intent that many saints could not master even if they were hundreds or thousands of years old, were actually mastered by a junior.
The most important thing is!
Only those who master the seventh-grade sword intent in Kunlun Realm are qualified to be called the Sword Saint, otherwise they are just the Saint King who uses the sword.
Although the saints are rare in the huge Eastern Wilderness, it is possible to add up to two thousand or even three thousand saints.
There are eight super sects and ten saints in the ancient domain alone, as well as the evil sea of heaven, six holy places in the East Wilderness, and nine sects and nine saints.
Although the holy path is difficult, as long as there are enough resources, and the life span of the Holy Lord is difficult to fall, the number of holy kings will definitely increase.
With the six holy lands alone, there are at least hundreds of powerful people in each holy land.
But there are not many sword saints!
They became saints with swords, mastered the seventh-grade sword intent, possessed the realm of swordsmanship, had an unparalleled edge, and the same realm was almost synonymous with invincibility.
Cross-border combat is no problem, it is nothing more than the word "Sword Saint".
Lin Yun is now such a young sword saint. He is only twenty-seven or eighty years old and has not even reached the age of thirty.
What an exaggeration!
The Saint Lord Tianmu's mind exploded, and his whole body was numb, and he almost instinctively retreated.
Who dares not prepare and get so close to a sword saint?
Even if he is a sixth-level saint, he may fall.
"A little bit of great energy, a thousand miles of wind, break!"
Lin Yun's long hair danced, golden light burst in his eyes, divine sword light soared into the sky, and the thirty-six-day sky curtain collapsed.
Crack Crack Crack Crack!
When his sword light was waving out, the golden elixir domain of Tianmu Holy Lord collapsed, and all kinds of pressure disappeared.
But the counterattack of the Holy Lord Tianmu also came. He retreated to a safe place and raised his right hand towards the sky.
Rumble!
The spiritual array he arranged in the sky appeared and then appeared. Holy patterns lasted hundreds of miles long, and they crisscrossed to form an ancient holy array.
His palm raised to the sky burst out with a dazzling thunder pillar, and the thunder pillar soared into the sky and reached the point of the formation.
boom!
The next moment, the formation was completely activated, rolling down with the power of heaven. The Saint Lord of Tianmu stood tall and stood in the void as terrifying as a god.
Under such a vast situation, Lin Yun's divine light sword intent seemed a little small and was suppressed little by little.
"So what about the divine light? If you don't master the sword domain, you are still an ant in my eyes!"
The Holy Lord Tianmu calmed down and his eyes showed a sophisticated look.
The Eight Desolate Heavenly Thunder Holy Prison Formation rumbled down, suppressing everything with absolutely majestic power. At the same time, a series of thunders fell down.
clang clang clang!
Lin Yun waved his sword light, and the burial flowers and the catastrophe thunder touched, bursting out dazzling Mars, making a crisp sound like the broken Kunlun jade.
From a distance, it looks like a young man in green, using his sword to fight against Tianwei.
The picture was extremely shocking and the people who saw it couldn't speak.
Lin Yun used his swordsmanship to the extreme, and although his body was constantly falling, his style remained unabashed.
"See how long you can be majestic."
Seeing this, the Holy Lord Tianmu was not at all panicked. He turned his hand to call out a battle flag, and the ancient golden crow was imprinted on it.
This golden crow is different from other golden crows. It is a purple crow that is always burning with terrible purple thunder flames.
Rumble!
As the battle flag was waving, the power of the Eight Desolate Heavenly Thunder Holy Prison Formation skyrocketed wildly, constantly suppressing Lin Yun's sword power.
Not only that, a thunder evil in armor also surged out of the formation, and continued to rush towards Lin Yun.
"It's now!"
The Holy Lord Tianmu activated the golden elixir, and his head burst out with long hair. The phantom of the golden elixir appeared again, and a flash came into the formation.
The golden crow battle flag was waving, carrying the power of the thunder formation, and constantly forcing Lin Yun to retreat.
"Burning Hua Gong, isn't your sword very sharp? Why can't I break my Heavenly Thunder Holy Prison Formation!"
The Holy Lord Tianmu was very arrogant. He fell into the formation but was not close to Lin Yun.
He only used the battle flag to control the thunder formation, and then let the thunder evil pounce on it continuously, entangled Lin Yun in the formation, and continued to attack and consume Lin Yun's sword intent.
Lin Yun had no time to answer, and his attack was so fast that he was dazzled.
Swish swish swish swish!
The sword light was in the horizontal direction, and he kept it without any leakage. Many times, like a premonition, blocking many thunders in advance.
"Young Master Burial, you are the sword saint, but you only dare to be a turtle with your head? Are you afraid or can't you break my formation!"
Seeing that Lin Yun was not at all confused, the Holy Lord Tianmu was a little anxious and became provocative, trying to disturb Lin Yun's mood.
“As you wish…”
Lin Yun's wrist shook and blocked several waves of tribulation thunder, countless afterimages overlapped, revealing his clear body, standing there coldly.
"Hahaha, you're here!"
The Holy Lord Tianmu was overjoyed when he saw this. He was not afraid of Lin Yun rushing over. The Heavenly Thunder Holy Prison Formation was full of murderous intent. The formation laws changed accordingly, and the thunder tribulation would continue to overlap.
He was afraid that Lin Yungui would not be able to maximize the power of the formation, and he would suffer the consequences in the long run.
Crack Crack Crack Crack!
But his smile froze quickly, and Lin Yunren turned around and flew out of his body thirty-six afterimages.
The world instantly had only black and white colors, just like an ink painting, and the thirty-six afterimages were like thirty-six strokes.
Lin Yunru holds a saint's pen, and outlines an ancient and huge word "天" between ink and wash.
"Thirty-six heaven!"
When the word "Sky" condensed, Lin Yun swung his sword.
Bang!
All the nodes of the Tianlei Holy Prison Formation were destroyed by the sword light one by one, and the huge holy formation collapsed like an iceberg.
Lin Yun seemed to be defending before, but he was meticulous and was always looking for flaws in the formation.
By the time he took action, he knew about it.
"Seventy-two earths!"
The moment the word "Heaven" fell, Lin Yun approached, and the sword light kept pricking out.
With each sword being stabbed, the gravity on the ground is twice as high.
At first, the Holy Lord Tianmu was able to encourage defense, but gradually he couldn't hold on.
Puchi!
After a while, my body was covered in blood and it was a terrible sight.
"Heaven and earth are united!"
As Lin Yun's body changed, the word "Heaven and Earth" kept turning around. Every time he turned, hundreds of sword lights stabbed out.
Kick!
Soon, a crack will be torn out of the phantom of the golden elixir of the Saint Lord Tianmu.
"Saint Lord Tianmu, I'll help!"
Just as his golden elixir phantom was about to be torn apart again, two figures fell in the air.
Mingzong and Tianyanzong each had a Golden Pill Saint Lord joining the battle.
"Sky Fire extinguishes the Star!"
"The sun and the moon hang the sky seal!"
With the blessing of the golden elixir, they each used their own killer moves, defeating the word "Heaven and Earth" like lightning, forcing Lin Yun back.
Before Lin Yun could land, they each soared into the air and activated the holy scripture to continue falling towards Lin Yun.
The Holy Lord Tianmu also took advantage of the situation and exerted all the participating powers of the Tianlei Holy Prison Formation.
"The doors of all wonders are mysterious and mysterious!"
Lin Yun was light in his body, and he was spinning in the air, and while using the Xuan-word Sword Technique.
The burial flower is like a curved bowstring, swaying gently, and there is only a bang.
All three killer moves were shocked back by the huge Xuan characters!
"Damn it!"
The three of them were shocked and were in a hurry for a moment, and were covered in dust by their own killing moves.
Lin Yun fell on a huge rock floating in the air, and the surrounding gravel was densely packed.
"The heaven and earth are mysterious and deserted, wind, fire, thunder and ice!"
Lin Yun stepped into the air, and the dense sword shadows seemed to surrounded the three golden elixir saints.
The Xiaoyao Nine Swords were successively used, and ink paintings were continuously spread out. Each scroll had a change of human figures, and they were all using different sword moves.
What a shocking scene that was, everyone was shocked to see it, and their chin was almost falling off.
"Is this the Sword Saint?"
"From now on, no one dares to call him the Burial Flower Prince... He is the Burial Flower Sword Saint."
"There is another sword saint in the East Wilderness."
...
The people from the Nine Sects and Nine Saints were all dumbfounded. They surrounded the side of the Saint King Qizhi of the Qingming Sect, with a very complicated expression.
Before, the Holy Lord Qizhi said that he was saying that he was very confident about the strength of the burial flower boy.
I am afraid that these people will not believe it if they say it too ruthlessly, and now all of them believe it.
It was the turn of the Saint King Qizhi who refused to believe it, and his whole body was numb and his mind was buzzing.
Sword Saint?
Burial Flower Sword Saint?
What the hell is this...
"Saint Lord Qizhi, as you said, the rumors did underestimate his strength."
"No wonder you dare not tell us the truth. If you really say that he is a sword saint, we dare not believe it even if you kill him."
"Sword Saint, I didn't see it with my own eyes. Who dares to believe it? We apologize like you. I really didn't believe it before, but now I'm really convinced."
Under their complicated expressions, what they said was completely convinced.
The Saint Lord Qizhi looked panicked, opened his mouth and said, "I...I..."
He was the hardcore Lin Chui before, but now Lin Yun showed his strength, which made him dare not swear.
I really don't know he is the Sword Saint!
boom!
Just as he was about to continue speaking, the loud holy sound suddenly came to the heaven and earth, as grand as a sacred song.
Then, around Lin Yun’s fight, blurred golden light and shadow appeared in the distorted space.
Those golden lights and shadows are all the glorious records of Lin Yun’s past, including wind and snow to enter the imperial capital, top of the sky, and compete for the clouds, first in the third list, first in the fourth list, first in the fifth list, first in the Qinglong feast to the top...
All kinds of pictures, accompanied by the sound of the hymns, are like ancient scrolls, with golden light overflowing, boundless.
"Damn it!"
"What's this?"
"The sings of heaven and earth, the painting of heaven's way?"
"Isn't this a mythical vision? The way of heaven records Lin Yun's past, and the heaven and earth resound through the holy sound. This is a vision that only ancient saints have."
"It's really a mythological vision. The Nine Emperors were like this back then. Now they have all become mythological figures and enjoy the great fortune of heaven and earth."
"How is this... possible!"
The dazzling vision made the battlefield covered with golden holy light, and the loud holy sound echoed in everyone's ears like music playing in heaven and earth.
Everyone was shocked by the scene. Even the hundreds of saints who were fighting in a mess couldn't help but stop and stared at it in a daze.
The Holy Lord Qizhi trembled his hands and said excitedly: "He...he is a myth of the world!"