The fire is about to be extinguished, and the mind is about to be lost!
But Lin Yun still gambled and refused to turn around and took the last move of the Seven Killing Fist.
The vast murderous aura condensed into thick black fog. The moment Lin Yun stood in it, the endless black fog suddenly started to wriggle like life, and then the wriggle of the ground condensed and condensed behind Lin Yun.
The seven heavily damaged purple-armored swordsmen had already broken armor and were covered in scars. They roared angrily, and their sword intent roared, each of them used a sword.
boom!
The seven sword intent stars hovering above their heads rolled down and covered Lin Yun fiercely. The sound was astonishing as the sky and earth shone brightly, illuminatingly, as if the seven-wheeled suns fell in the air.
Lin Yun was shaking, covered in blood, and staggering.
It seemed that even if these seven sword intent stars did not fall, he would fall down by himself. His body had already reached its limit under the storm of murderous intent.
With long hair dancing in the sky, Lin Yun gritted his teeth and refused to let himself fall down. His hands kept forming seals. The last move of the Seven Killing Fist was too amazing, and his stunning understanding was so terrifying that he could be called a monster.
But it was still difficult to use the Seven Killing Fist for the first time. He could feel the concentrated murderous intent behind him was extremely amazing, reaching an unprecedented level of horror.
Even in the peak state, it is difficult to control the terrifying energy.
"Have you reached the limit? But the limit is used to break it!"
Lin Yun roared wildly, and the originally vast black murderous aura behind him condensed into a little pitch black like ink. It was a touch of pure black, like a black hole, which made people dare not stare at it.
boom!
But the seven sword intent stars didn't care about so many, they were vast and rolling, and they were about to crush Lin Yun into powder.
The seventh style of the Seven Killing Fist, kill without mercy, kill the dead and kill the dead!
Lin Yun shouted coldly, and the last move of the taboo boxing technique was finally completely blasted out. The darkness behind him changed, as if a commoner's hand was writing constantly with a sword as a pen.
In the blink of an eye, an ancient word "kill" appeared behind Lin Yun.
When the word "kill" appeared, Lin Yun's pressure soared, and in an instant, it reached Tianpo. Then the world trembled, and the entire Taoist platform kept shaking, as if the coming of the day was coming.
Immediately afterwards, the strong wind roared, and the words of killing sounded.
Kill! Kill!… Kill!
Every time he shouted, the ancient word "kill" behind Lin Yun would condense a lot, with a hint of bright red. The seven stars falling in front of him would appear cracks, as if they were blocked by sound waves and could not be suppressed.
When the seventh shouted, the seven stars completely exploded, Lin Yun clenched his five fingers and punched him out.
Bang!
The word "kill" that had completely turned into blood-red, whistling away, shattering the seven exploding sword-inspired stars like a shattering. Then it continued to cast out, hitting the seven heavily injured purple-clothed swordsmen. In just a moment, the seven heavily damaged purple-clothed swordsmen were shattered.
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
The sound of the heaven and earth lingered, and Lin Yun knelt down on the ground with a thump. The candlelight in his blood-red eyes slowly extinguished. Countless murderous intents suddenly rushed into Lin Yun's mind, constantly swallowing his intelligence.
It won't take long before Lin Yun will lose his true heart and become a demon controlled by the killing.
Go to the abyss forever, and there is no sunshine.
This is the so-called taboo boxing technique, its power is against the sky, but once it loses its original intention, the price is extremely heavy. At that time, there were many disciples in Tianfu Academy, let alone the seventh style.
Just practicing the starting stance will lead to being forced into a devil.
Lin Yun was able to control the first four moves as he pleased, and he was a peerless genius. But in this desperate situation, it was still a bit empowering to use the seventh move rashly.
"The bright moon will last forever, and the sword sect will be immortal!"
But at this moment, a clear and loud sound suddenly sounded between the sky and the earth, instantly shattering the word "kill" that was lingering.
The murderous intent in Lin Yun's mind suddenly stopped, and his thoughts suddenly became clear and fleeting.
"roll!"
It was in this moment that Lin Yun's heart towards the sword burned again. The inaudible candlelight in his eyes suddenly became ignited, and in the blink of an eye, it was as dazzling as the moon.
boom!
The blood-red color in the eyes fell apart and gradually disappeared. The murderous intent in my mind, under such a sharp sword intent, was suddenly cut off like a tide.
"It's so dangerous..."
Lin Yun returned to Qingming Festival, kicked his breath and looked back. He saw broken sword fragments hanging in the air in front of the Taoist platform, and a black soul shadow was shrouded on it.
Just now, the other party pulled him.
"Thank you for your help, senior."
Lin Yun clasped his hands together and said thank you.
"After all, you saved yourself."
The black remnant soul didn't say much. He felt that even if he didn't take action, the other party seemed to not fall down easily. The little guy's heart for swords was extremely tenacious, and he held his true heart in just one moment.
Obviously, at the last moment when the candlelight was burning, they were fighting to the death.
As soon as he finished speaking, all the essence of the natal beings remaining on the Taoist platform suddenly appeared. A vast number of light spots gathered around him, like a sea of light, extremely warm.
Lin Yun was in it, his face immediately became rosy, and the next moment he looked ecstatic in his eyes.
He didn't care about talking to the senior, sat cross-legged and refined it wildly. The rewards of this ninth level test were really amazing, and the previous eight levels were far inferior to those of them. He had a premonition that he would definitely take the opportunity to break through the bottleneck of the eleventh level of the Sword Art.
Click!
After a few breaths, the floating purple kite flowers bloomed again on the silver ocean in the purple palace, reaching an astonishing ninety-seven petals.
As the sword technique was operative, silver lights and shadows spread out from Lin Yun's body, and after a moment, a crystal clear purple kite flower formed to fill the entire platform.
The vast purple kite flowers are like a large array, constantly devouring thousands of light spots in the air.
Every drop of this kind of light spot is extremely pure innate cultivation. If it were ordinary people, they would not dare to refine it so domineeringly. But for Lin Yun, he was eager for it. He was like a sponge, absorbing it wildly.
Ninety-eight, Ninety-nine!
Just half a quarter of an hour later, the purple kite flower in Lin Yun's body soared to ninety-nine petals. Just one petal can be promoted to the eleventh level.
Lin Yun, sitting cross-legged, emitted a crystal clear jade light all over his body. He was like a sword embryo, being constantly polished, becoming brighter and flawless.
A terrifying aura was constantly accumulating on him.
Click!
With a crisp sound, Lin Yun opened his eyes.
He jumped into the air, and then punched the dock platform. Bang, the dock platform exploded instantly, and cracks spread across the board, looking faintly like a blooming purple kite flower.
Boom boom!
When the purple flora bloomed to a hundred petals, the entire platform exploded and turned into countless pieces and fell into the void.
Lin Yun opened his hand and stepped back and landed on the eighth Taoist platform.
"The fierce battles before were just a blowout, and soon
Restored. After the sword technique was promoted to the eleventh level, all the petals bloomed down, but they were directly smashed to him. If this punch with all his strength hit Tianling Qixiu..."
A splendor flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. Now that his Zi Yuan Sword Technique has been promoted to the eleventh level, it is enough to completely crush the perfect existence of the Yin-Yang Realm in the true essence.
If you encounter the Lei Yan again, you can kill the opponent within ten moves without a single sword.
The Sword Technique has been promoted to the eleventh level, so there should be enough true energy to reverse the Zi Yuan Sword Technique by nine times.
The Zi Yuan Sword Formation is unparalleled.
He was really looking forward to the moment when the nine turns to one, the moment when Feng Ming came to the sun, he could summon the purple Ice Bourd?
"It seems you have gained a lot."
A sound of vicissitudes sounded, and the black remnant soul looked at Lin Yun and smiled faintly. He could feel that Lin Yun had a magnificent sword power in his body, and he should be practicing some kind of amazing sword technique.
Even if the sword technique is placed in the most glorious age of the Sword Sect, it is probably still able to enter the top three or even higher.
He was vaguely unable to see through the origin of this sword technique, which should be some kind of ancient sword technique. The Sword Sect also collected ancient sword technique back then, but they were all broken pieces, and they were rarely as complete as Lin Yun.
"Sorry, sorry."
Lin Yun smiled awkwardly when he heard the voice, immersed in joy and forgot the existence of his predecessors.
"It's okay, but I'm really having a headache now. What rewards will I give you?"
The black remnant soul said helplessly.
“There are rewards?”
Lin Yun was shocked. Could it be that the essence of the natal world after each level is not the entire reward?
Immediately, I saw a bright light and said with a smile: "It's easy to say, as strong as my senior, it's enough to reward something."
"I have been dead for many years, so how can I have any treasures? The rules here are that I can give a style of swords whenever I pass the level, but I see that the swords you have already practiced have already obtained the swords. I think you and my swords are quite destined to be together."
The remnant soul in black said softly, and his expression when he looked at Lin Yun became much more friendly.
If it weren't for the other party's relationship, Lin Yun would not have led all the way here.
"It's a coincidence that I won the reward in advance."
Lin Yun was a little stunned, then smiled calmly. The trip had already gained a lot, and he was quite open to the remaining rewards.
"I want to ask seniors for advice. My sword intent has reached a bottleneck. How can I break through?"
He asked with a calm expression.
He cared more about this matter than rewards and hoped to get an answer.
"The spiritual sword intent can only be barely tried to break through at least Tianpo. Your cultivation level is too low, and there is really no shortcut to take. You can only understand it yourself. When you have accumulated enough, you may have a little chance to master it in front of Tianpo."
The black remnant soul was not surprised by Lin Yun's doubts and replied softly.
"Is it so rare?"
Lin Yun looked a little sad. He really didn't expect that even in the Tianpo Realm, it would be so difficult to be promoted to the spiritual sword intent.
At this moment, the black residual soul figure gradually became hazy, and he said calmly: "This residual soul is about to disperse, I'll send you away first."
"Thank you, senior."
Lin Yun was a little sad, clasped his hands together and bent down and said.
The remnant soul stretched out his hand, and a sword formation suddenly emerged above the head of the cave, turning into a whirlpool and pulling Lin Yun in.
When Lin Yun left, the remnant soul gradually became weaker, but when it was about to completely dissipate, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He remembered how many years it took for those who could pass the Nine Levels to meet.