The white fox's face was like a demon with a smile.
Yue Weiwei, who had already left, had never walked away and followed Lin Yun in secret.
The strength shown is deeply shocking and chilling.
In the Qingyang Realm, I was afraid that she was injured by the ban in the tomb palace because she deliberately suppressed her cultivation.
If Lin Yun was here, he might not have been too surprised.
In the Yinfeng Stream, he wondered how Yue Weiwei had the forbidden technique such as the Heaven-Swallowing Art.
It is definitely not easy to guess the real identity of this woman.
But it is obvious that Lin Yun in the branch of Mingguang Pavilion will definitely not know what happened in the North Point Square.
Three days.
He was all in the Mingguang Pavilion to practice the innate top-grade martial arts and Leiyin sword technique.
According to Tong Hu, there are five sword techniques in total, namely, the strong wind, falling flowers, flying snow, chasing the moon and the divine sky. The lethality is very terrible, and the understanding is quite high, so it is difficult for anyone to practice it.
Even Lin Yun only mastered the first two stances, the strong wind and the fallen flowers for a long time.
The two sword moves are powerful, and the Fierce Wind style has been practiced to the point of perfection. Within a breath, you can swing out ninety-nine eighty-one swords. The sword wind is shocking, overlapping, like a sudden sound of thunder.
This sword move is brave and fierce, domineering, and extremely lethal.
It is enough to fully demonstrate the advantages of Lin Yun and Zi Yuan Sword Technique.
The fallen style is a little restrained, which is different from the external domineering style of the wind, and pursues artistic conception more. It seems to be poignant and weak, but in fact, once locked by the energy, there is almost no possibility of dodging this move.
When the fallen flowers wither, they will either die or be injured. It is best to use them as a must-kill method.
Lin Yun was proficient in the first two styles, and reached the point where he could receive and receive freely and his sword was moved with his heart.
The next three styles, Feixue, Chasing the Moon and Shenxiao, are the key points of Lin Yun's three-day conquest.
The first four moves of the Lei Yin sword technique seem to be romantic, elegant and charming, and do not show their sharpness. But in fact, Lin Yun has already understood the true meaning of this sword technique.
Whether it is the wind roaring like thunder or the flower falling for a moment, the true meaning is only one word fast.
The attack was so fast that it was suffocating, and he could only respond hastily, and finally he was beheaded very unwillingly.
Flying snow and chasing the moon, based on the previous two moves, bring this true meaning to the extreme.
For three days, Lin Yun has been practicing swords and understanding swords all the time.
No matter how powerful the martial arts are, without sword moves, it is impossible to show its power.
The branch of the Mingguang Pavilion is in a quiet cultivation site, where Lin Yun is fighting with a mechanical puppet.
Lin Yun is not unfamiliar with mechanic puppets.
There are many puppets in the Mechanical Hall in Qingyun Sect for the disciples to practice.
The puppet in front of me is incomparable.
It is the only mechanical puppet with half-step porch cultivation in the entire Mingguang Pavilion branch. It is powerful and even has spirituality that is no less than a monster.
The entire body has special metals, which are made through thousands of destructions. Even with a peak attack, Lin Yun could not leave fatal scars on the puppet.
In a few days, if you persist for about half an hour, you will lose.
The puppet defense is too amazing and is born invincible.
According to Mingye,
I am afraid that it is the half-step elder of the entrance hall who can hold on for half an hour. It is very difficult for him to hold on for half an hour.
Strong wind style!
Lin Yun shook his wrist and his sword was condensed into an extremely sharp half-step sword intent. He stabbed out ninety-nine eighty-one sword lights, and a storm broke out, waiting for the sword shadows to overlap one by one.
A thunder sound resounded in this quiet cultivation room.
Hissing!
He kept stabbing three swords in a row, each of which contained eighty-one sword shadows. It seemed that there were only three swords, but in fact, hundreds of sword lights overlapped.
The Burial Flower Sword with a heavy sword stabbed hard on the body of the mechanical puppet, making three loud noises.
Dangdangdangdangdangdang!
The mechanical puppet retreated more than ten steps in a row under this terrifying attack. The crisscrossed sword marks on the body surface were added with several new marks.
boom!
But after the mechanical puppet stood firm, it launched a fierce counterattack, rotated the spear in his hand and then picked it up hard.
In the blink of an eye, the cold and cold tip of the gun expanded infinitely in Lin Yun's vision.
clang!
With a stern sword, Lin Yun's wrist trembled slightly and he avoided it.
Huff!
The spear flew towards him like a storm, and the heavy spear light rushed in waves.
On the ring, there was a sudden sound of a loud metal collision, and Lin Yun was forced back step by step.
rustle!
At the entrance of the training room, a figure of Tao quietly appeared. It was Ming Ye, the young master of Mingguang Pavilion.
Looking at Lin Yun on the stage, Mingye smiled. Over the past few days, Lin Yun would challenge this mechanical puppet every day if he made a little progress.
From the beginning, I lost ten moves, I can hold on for half an hour now.
But if you want to go further, you can't do it.
Seeing that Lin Yun was about to lose, Mingye smiled slightly and walked forward, preparing to inform the other party about some news.
boom!
But at this moment, Lin Yun's aura on the ring suddenly changed.
The fierce attack of the mechanical puppets was obviously a little stiff.
"It's so cold, is it snowing?"
In the huge cultivation room, the chill suddenly dropped, and the sword scattered on the stage in a hazy way were like white clouds rolling and surging in the sky, constantly changing. The falling sword lights flew like snowflakes with the sword in Lin Yun's hand.
Like clouds rising, like snow flying, clouds rising, snow flying.
Lei Yin Sword Technique, the third style, flying snow!
Rumble!
The sword in Lin Yun's hand was wrapped with the sword light that was flying like snow, and rolling away like the changing sea of clouds in the sky. The sharp sword moves were both the agility of snow and the vastness of the sea of clouds, and the force of the mechanical puppets retreated again and again.
“Huh?”
Mingye exclaimed lightly, his pupils widened, and the mechanical puppet was forced to retreat from the arena.
Could it be that Lin Yun can officially shoot down this puppet in just three days?
Lei Yin Sword Technique, Chasing the Moon, The Peak of Fast, Chasing Stars and Moon!
Feixue forced her to retreat from the puppet of the mechanism. Lin Yun shouted lightly, and the sword in his hand suddenly raised. He was like a crane, and his sword soared into the air, almost as fast as Mingye's eyes, and could not be captured.
His vision was still at the place where Lin Yun was standing, and his true body, with the sword in his hand, rushed to the front of the mechanical puppet.
It was as if the stars and moon were left behind by him.
With a swaying sound, deep sword marks were left on the body of the mechanic puppet, and the sword was shaken off the ground.
Bang!
After it fell, it was like a heavy mountain, smashing the ring to a shaky point.
Lin Yun looked around and saw that the mechanical puppet was still half a step away from the arena.
He couldn't help but shake his head and smiled bitterly, jumped gently, and landed on the ground.
In three days, I finally practiced the two styles of Feixue and Zhuyue, and the entire Leiyin sword technique barely reached a great level.
Only the last move is short of Shenxiao, and then you can be perfect.
Shenxiao, the sword is in Yunxiao, the sound of the god is like thunder... Lin Yun feels that he is still a little short of fire.
It is probably difficult to master in a short period of time.
The mastery he expected was not simply used, but was able to send and receive as he pleased and could be used in actual combat.
"Congratulations to Brother Lin, this Lei Yin sword technique has gone further."
While Lin Yun was wiping his sweat, Mingye stepped forward and smiled.
"You are kind to you, if Brother Wuming, this mechanical puppet, cannot make progress so quickly." Lin Yun put his sword back into the sheath and responded with a smile.
"Don't bury me, what does it have to do with me, a mechanic puppet?"
Mingye laughed and cursed, and said in a deep voice: "I came here because I wanted to tell you something."
"The Blood Dragon Horse has fully recovered?"
"It's a few days away, so I came for another thing. Even my father in this sect was alarmed."
"oh?"
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, Mingye's father, also known as the owner of Mingguang Pavilion.
It is also considered a big shot in Qingyang County, and even the other party was shocked.
Ming Ye said seriously: "The two elders of the Xuanwu Realm of Jinyan Sect and Blood Cloud Sect came to inquire about the truth and died in the North Point Square. Among them, your great enemy, Yan Teng, who issued a blood-colored pursuit order to you."
After hearing this, Lin Yun's expression changed slightly.
"Isn't it your move?"
"No, with the strength of Mingguang Pavilion, unless my father takes action himself, it will be difficult to truly kill Yan Teng. If the strength is not much higher, the other party will not be able to catch it if he wants to escape."
"so what?"
"My father doubts if someone is secretly protecting you."
Lin Yun shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. I am alone in Qingyang County and have not made such a powerful helper."
The girl with the charming eyes as crescent moon appeared in his mind.
He was quite surprised. If someone had taken action secretly, he could only think of Yue Weiwei.
However, when it comes to this woman, it is better not to show it in front of Mingye.
"This is strange, haha, but it's always a good thing. One Xuanwu Realm elder died in each of the two sects. It's probably even more difficult to fight back."
Mingye didn't delve much, and smiled again on his face.
"By the way, this is for you."
Thinking of something, Mingye smiled and handed Lin Yun a heavy storage bag.
Lin Yun took it curiously and checked it for a while, and saw that it was densely filled with innate pills!
The number is huge, and it is hard to count in the blink of an eye.