Except for Luohua, everyone else in the field is fighting against the magnificent pressure everywhere in the world, and is not clear about the current situation of Qianlei Sword.
The Burning Flame Sword is already enough, even the big guys in the Dragon Vein Realm can't help but be moved, and may not even be able to afford it.
In addition, it was forged by Feng Xuanzi, so it can barely be considered as priceless and can definitely be called "name sword".
But compared with Thousand Thunder, such a sword is a drop in the bucket, and it is impossible to match one percent or even one thousandth.
The Thousand Thunder Sword is too rare, especially after seeing it imprinting the divine pattern, its value will inevitably skyrocket.
When Elder Bai heard that the Qianle Thunder Sword was about to break, he was so scared that he fell to his knees on the ground. It was completely understandable and not an exaggeration.
Even Luo Hua couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken.
The fiery flame has been cut off. If thousands of thunders are cut off again, then Lin Yun’s three formations of the Dragon and Ghost that he fought desperately would be like doing useless work.
Even if Lin Yun himself didn't feel sorry for him, Luo Hua would feel sorry for him. The scene of three sharp swords piercing his chest still remained in his mind.
"You stay, I'll go and see!"
Luo Hua spread her arms and rose up in the sky. She flew towards Lin Yun with the mighty sword power that was everywhere in the world.
"Young Master Luo!"
Elder Bai was immediately anxious. Lin Yun’s current state was still unknown.
If the Thousand Thunder Sword was really short, the power generated by the explosion would probably cause the powerful man in the Dragon Vein Realm to fall directly.
In the void.
Lin Yun showed a very difficult look on his face. The current situation could no longer be completely controlled by him.
Qian Lei Sword was competing with the "broken sword" in his body, and it was obvious that the broken sword in his body had almost no force. The Qian Lei Sword exploded to its limit, and even bet on its own dignity.
If you break it, you won't be willing to surrender.
Lin Yun's head is extremely big. No wonder this broken sword was impressed by the leader Fuyun.
The two of them have a really similar temper, and they are almost carved out in the same mold.
What if you give in and ask you to send me back? But he didn't, and tried hard to shine, and broke the sword in Lin Yun's body to compete.
Seeing that there were more and more cracks in the divine pattern behind him, Lin Yun couldn't help but feel anxious. The divine pattern had cracks, and there were no major problems, and they would be able to recover sooner or later.
But if the whole thing is broken, cracks will appear in the body of the Thousand Thunder Sword, and it is impossible to repair the Mo clan members.
A peerless sword may be ruined like this.
Seven flowers gather together!
Blood flame burns!
The God of Sky is in the Sky!
Lin Yun shouted angrily, and all the trump cards were sacrificed without reservation. The remaining star demon flowers in his body bloomed one by one, and the blood flame holy pattern in his heart was burning, making his body like a saint with a hundred-patterned pattern.
As powerful as a weapon.
At the same time, the sword intent of half-step Shenxiao kept urging, and the sword cocoon burst out on the middle of his eyebrows.
Unfortunately, Lin Yun had just fought, and the Star Demon Flower lost most of the money and consumed a lot of sword intent. Even if Nirvana Pill is restored, he would not be able to return to the peak in a short period of time.
The Qianlei Sword was being sent into the sheath bit by bit by bit by bit, but at this speed, it was still a little slower than the speed of the divine pattern shattering.
no!
Lin Yun didn't care much, he took a deep breath, and then the sharp light in his eyes surged.
Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!
The Floating Cloud Sword Technique was activated, and the true holy spirit of the Thirteen Swords of the Floating Cloud appeared again in the eyes of the world.
boom!
When the giant green sword stood in the void like eternity, Lin Yun obviously felt that the pressure was much less. But even so, the Thousand Thunder Sword seemed to be unconvinced. After a moment of peace, it immediately burst out with terrible burst.
With an incomparable sharpness, even the green giant sword could not suppress it.
"Be honest!"
But Lin Yun will never miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Without waiting for his true magic power to explode instantly.
clang!
When the divine pattern was about to explode completely, the Thousand Thunder Sword was completely inserted into the sheath, and for a moment, there was no place between heaven and earth.
Puchi!
Lin Yun spit out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, and the green-light giant sword became illusory. Even though he gathered seven flowers, his body was far beyond ordinary people. He sacrificed the holy spirit of the Green-light giant sword twice in a row, but his blood and energy could not completely hold on.
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Without the support of blood and energy, the green giant sword naturally cannot be maintained and will disappear into the world in a short while.
"I'm so scared to death. If the Thousand Thunder Sword is broken, I will feel heartbroken!" Xiao Bingfeng slapped her chest in the Zi Yuan sword box, afraid of it, but then she realized something was wrong.
Lin Yun's body was in the air, like a kite with broken strings, falling head to the ground.
With his current state of injury and injury, if he hits the ground head-on, he will be half-dead. Perhaps if he is not careful, he will become the first kendo genius in history to throw himself to death.
Wow!
A gentle breeze blew in the air, and Luohua caught Lin Yun with her hands, and then she stood up with Lin Yun in her arms.
"Why are you... here?"
Lin Yun's face was pale, lying on the place's arm, looking at Luo Hua at close range, as if she was a different world, leisurely as a dream.
"I feel sorry for you."
Luo Hua looked at Lin Yun, her veil covered her face, and she couldn't even see her eyes. But in such gentle words, people could feel it, and her face must have a rare gentle look.
.
She said that she felt distressed, not worried.
"It's okay, I don't feel any pain, I'll just take a break."
Lin Yun smiled, he took a deep breath, allowing the effect of the Nirvana Pill in his body to continue to spread, and his complexion became rosy in a short while.
"Lin Yun, I don't want to stay here anymore." Luo Hua said slowly, and could hear that there was a hint of boredom in her voice.
She hates the Feng family and the atmosphere of Qingyan Cangjian Tower.
"Then let's go."
Lin Yun stood up, flew out of her arm, holding the Thousand Thunder Sword in her left hand, and stretching out his right hand towards the other party.
"I'll listen to you."
Luo Hua naturally stretched out her hand and clasped her hands tightly together.
"Let's go!"
Lin Yun's long hair fell, his pale face looked a little tired, but he still couldn't hide his peerless charm. His flawless face was as handsome as a demon under the embellishment of a little purple mark.
The powerful sword power in the world was gone, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and stood up staggeringly.
But when he looked up, he couldn't stop talking about his eyes in surprise. He saw Lin Yun wearing a blue shirt, a sword box on his back, holding a Thousand Thunder Sword in his left hand, and a white-clothed Luohua in his right hand.
One is unparalleled and the other is spotless. The two seem to be like fairy couples, floating away without stopping for a moment.
Even many years later, people in Qingyan County could not forget this scene.
It took a while before everyone woke up in shock.
"Are you leaving now?"
It was too sudden, and I left without any stop.
Elder Bai's mouth twitched. These two guys really showed off his face again, and didn't even say hello. I haven't left yet!
He got up and ran out quickly. He didn't dare to stay in the Feng family.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At the same time, two figures chased after them one after another, one was the sword crazy Zhao Yan, and the other was Ye Feifan with a very broken mouth.
The famous swords conference came to an end, and the whole Feng family was in a mess. Lin Yun and the beauty left with the sword.
But everyone knows that things cannot end so simply. It is difficult for Lin Yun to take away such an amazing famous sword as Qianlei Sword.
Leaving the Feng family courtyard, Lin Yun and Luo Hua fell from the sky. He looked back and looked moved and sighed.
Before I came, I would never have thought that this trip to take the sword would be so twists and turns, and it has not even been completed yet.
The three formations of the Dragon and Ghosts are a life-threatening life. Lin Yun can be said to have used all kinds of means and all the trump cards. Even so, it is very dangerous and almost can't get out.
"Let's go after one night."
Luo Hua and Lin Yun's hands were released. She looked at Lin Yun, and the hole left by the sword wound on her chest was said softly.
Lin Yun nodded. The process of subduing the Thousand Thunder Sword was even more difficult than a big battle.
With the help of Nirvana Pill, he had barely stabilized his injuries and collapsed again, with more injuries. His current condition was less than one-tenth of his peak.
And you can clearly feel that taking Nirvana Pill multiple times has reduced the efficacy of the medicine a lot.
"Wait for Elder Bai."
Lin Yun looked at the gate and decided on how to make the next schedule, he still had to discuss with Elder Bai.
After a while, Elder Bai hurried out. He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lin Yun and Luo Hua.
"Fortunately, if I can't see you, I'm really uneasy." Elder Bai smiled. As he spoke, his eyes fell on the Thousand Thunder Sword. After enduring for a while, he still couldn't help it.
He said, "Well, the sword has not broken."
"Not broken."
Lin Yun smiled and said softly: "But the divine pattern is damaged, and it will take some time to recover."
The divine pattern is different from the holy pattern. After the holy pattern is destroyed, the Xuanshi needs to be compensated, but the divine pattern itself has a strong restoration.
It can exist for many years and its power remains undiminished. Many divine patterns that exist today are preserved from ancient times.
Elder Bai was completely relieved and smiled and said, "Fortunately, fortunately. I haven't communicated with the head teacher yet. Let's go to Huang's house for one night first, and then see how the head teacher gives instructions."
Lin Yun thought about it and had no objection to this arrangement.
Now that I hold the Thousand Thunder Sword in my hand, not to mention whether the Feng family can really take this breath, I don’t know how many people secretly want to attack this sword.
"The ranking battle in Cangxuan Mansion is tomorrow, right?" Lin Yun asked suddenly with thought.
Elder Bai's face changed and he said, "This... you are not the Star Lord now. Even if you can catch up, you will suffer too much loss by fighting directly with the Star Realm of Heavenly Soul."
This is a fact. The famous swords are only comparing swords, and their cultivation is confined to Tianpo.
Many of the top 3,000 people on the Star Lord list were defeated by Lin Yun, but they really had to let go of their cultivation.
Not to mention Gongsun Yan, I'm afraid Feng Xingyang and Zhao Yan and Lin Yun cannot defeat him. The difference in cultivation is a big level, and the other party is still among the top three thousand people on the Star Lord List, so no matter how many methods Lin Yun can do, it will be useless.
"One night should be enough."
Lin Yun's eyes surged and said in a deep voice.
The realm of Tianpo has been in decline for too long, and Lin Yun has long been unable to bear it. Now the famous sword conference has passed, and there is no reason not to impact the Star Lord, and just digest the gains from the war.
"This is... too hurry."
Elder Bai said in surprise.
"Brother Lin!"
"Brother Lin!"
At this moment, two figures walked quickly, and Lin Yun and Elder Bai immediately stopped communicating. Two figures, one was a hippie-smiling Ye Feifan, who looked heartless, and the other was a solemn expression with a sword-like eyebrows and eyes.