Perhaps it was because Lin Yun mastered the complete sword intent and was recognized by Zhan Jianlin.
The formation containing great murderous intent and sword intent quietly disappeared, and this place was like an ordinary bamboo forest.
However, I was still careless to go to the bamboo building in front of me.
"Be careful."
"Hehe, just wait for this sentence."
Li Wuyou was agile and hung on the green bamboo a hundred feet high, swinging hard a few times. Like a spiritual ape, he floated lightly into the bamboo yard.
Leading the blood dragon horse and looking at the environment around, Lin Yun walked slowly towards the courtyard.
The yard is empty, except for the two simple stone platforms, only bamboo houses built with water are left.
“This place is cold enough.”
Li Wuyou walked around, shook his body, and sighed softly.
His eyes shone and he searched everywhere.
Not to mention the treasures of nature, there are not even a few weeds in this place, let alone any historical sites.
"Brother, I'll go to this room to have a look."
Li Wuyou's eyes turned, looked at Lin Yun who was touching the stone platform, and asked softly.
"Are you sure? There are no people allowed to live in this place, maybe the owner hasn't gone far."
"Impossible, this ghost place is so cold. Who would live here for a long time? At most, I will experience it occasionally. I'll go in. Don't blame me for part of it if I find any baby."
Li Wuyou was careless and rushed into the bamboo building.
He only hopes that some senior masters once lived in this place, and they could save some things and get a big advantage.
Lin Yun withdrew his gaze and landed on the stone platform again.
The surface of the stone platform is carved with messy textures, which cannot be distinguished from the natural form, or is supported by later generations.
After looking at this small courtyard, Lin Yun came to the lake.
The cold lake is filled with hazy mist, and you can only see the tip of the iceberg, and when you move forward, you are all shrouded in the mist.
"It's a bit like a maze on the edge. I'm afraid this Han Lake cannot go deeper, but you can be sure that there is a Yinsha here!"
The cold and cold feeling that penetrates the bones and corrodes the heart makes Lin Yun believe that there must be Yin evil.
However, unlike the Yinsha at the bottom of the abyss in the Yinfeng Stream, the Yinsha at this place is sealed very completely.
There is no flaw, unlike the seal of Yinfengjian, which is too damaged.
This led to Yinfeng Ridge becoming a tragic place, turbulent flow, and the Xuanwu Realm fell into the world without death.
After thinking about it, Lin Yun returned to the two stone platforms again and observed them carefully for a moment.
A moment later, the slightest difference between the two stone platforms was keenly captured by him.
"This one is obviously often used, and the surface is much smoother..."
It seems that there are indeed people here who use Yinsha to practice.
All the ice-attributed exercises can be used for Yin Sha, which can be used twice the result with half the effort.
The efficiency of the useable is far from comparable to the Heaven-Swallowing Art he practiced.
That is the power of devouring, which directly swallows the power of Yin Evil, how many things will come.
"I don't have a hair. I don't know which old ghost lives here. I'm really poor..."
Li Wuyou, who was full of joy, walked out with a depressed look on his face and was disappointed.
Lin Yun smiled faintly and said, "This bamboo forest is a treasure land. Although the formation is temporarily suspended, the sword intent contained in the green bamboo is still there. Practicing sword techniques here will inevitably improve rapidly."
"Some truth, but how can we get out?"
Li Wuyou looked at the hazy mist on the Han Lake and frowned softly.
"No hurry."
Lin Yun is indeed not in a hurry. He just mastered the complete sword intent and needed to be firm and stable.
"There are people living in this place forever?"
Li Wu
You asked with some guilt.
Lin Yun did not answer him, and walked straight to the bamboo forest, without saying a word, and started practicing directly.
Such a treasure land can't waste time?
After he came out of Qingyun Sect, he had not suffered such a big blow and was forced to go all over the world and had no way out.
Even bullying in public and countless gazes were watched, he even made him feel cold and cold in his heart.
Whether it is for himself, for the Blood Dragon Horse, or for Li Wuyou, he can't swallow this tone!
Wang Ning, Huangfu Jingxuan, Feng Haoyu, Mo Qingyun, Han Mo Hanfeng... cannot be let go of each one.
He urgently needs strength now, to strengthen his strength.
clang!
He placed the sword box behind him heavily on the ground. He stretched out his hand and held the Burial Flower Sword in his hand.
Thunder sound sword technique, strong wind!
With his wrist shaking, the dense sword shadows suddenly rose like a storm. With the blessing of the complete sword intent, Lin Yun stabbed out ninety-nine eighty-one swords in one breath.
When the sword shadows overlap, the harsh thunder sound shook all directions.
On Lin Yun's body, strong winds were blowing, smoke and dust rolled, and clouds were stirring.
Not enough!
The light flashed in his eyes, Lin Yun let out a long roar, and in one breath, he stabbed the Nine Swords.
Rush!
He urged the Zi Yuan sword technique to the extreme, and his sword intent was like a giant dragon that was shaking the earth.
Rumble!
The flower burial sword in his hand is so fast that it makes people dizzy and their vision is completely uncapturable.
Nine thunder sounds resounded at the same time, forming a single sound.
The ground rumbled and shook, the green bamboo swayed, swaying left and right, with a huge amplitude that was shocking.
"Oh My God……"
Li Wuyou in the yard was stunned, and the complete sword intent was so terrifying.
Lin Yun's swordsmanship has a kind of frustration that is completely incomparable to him.
The most terrifying thing is that nine thunder sounds condensed, Li Wuyou's mind buzzed, his five internal organs stimulating, and his qi and blood boiled.
It is no longer a sword move that can be used in the innate realm.
After shook his head, Li Wuyou said astonished: "One other people said that Bai Lixuan was killed with the state of the seven innate orifices and killed the disciples of the Xuanwu realm. I still don't believe it..."
Now that I can see Lin Yun’s sword technique, I have to believe it even if I don’t believe it.
The complete sword intent is so terrifying!
Lei Yin sword technique, fallen flowers!
Lin Yun, whose sword intent was as exciting as a river, suddenly stopped all over his body, and the strong wind came to an abrupt end.
When Li Wuyou felt that Lin Yun was about to rest for a while.
His sword moved again.
The flowers fall for a moment, and the flowers fall for only a moment, and they live to death. Lin Yun, who set out his sword, is like the withered flower, and they live to death, and they only seek the peerless and sad beauty of this moment.
This time it was not only a sword, but even Lin Yun, who was holding the sword, could not see it quickly.
"It's sooner again."
Li Wuyou raised his eyebrows and keenly realized that as the sword technique deepened, Lin Yun's sword and the people holding the sword became faster and faster.
Lei Yin Sword Technique, Flying Snow!
Like clouds rising, like snow flying, clouds rising, snow flying.
In the bamboo forest, the coldness suddenly dropped, and Lin Yun's sword intent spread out, like surging white clouds, changing constantly. The scattered sword lights were flying like snowflakes.
The sword in his hand rolled away with the sword light that was flying like snow.
With both the agility of snow and the vastness of the sea of clouds, a little more spirituality is added to the speed.
With a sword, all the green bamboos in front of it bent down.
When Lin Yun recovered slightly, Qingzhu, which was full of resilience and with the majestic sword intent, bounced back suddenly.
Bang!
Hundreds of green bamboos swept at the same time, and the sword intent swept towards Lin Yun.
"Chasing the Moon!"
Lin Yun smiled slightly, and used the fourth move of Lei Yin sword technique with his hands.
Go to the peak, chase stars and the moon!
With the blessing of the sword intent, Lin Yun's figure burst and disappeared directly. It seemed as if the stars and moon were left behind by him, waiting to appear again.
The sword intent that had broken through the turbulent green bamboo appeared a hundred feet away.
"It actually broke open like this..."
Li Wuyou touched his chin and felt incredible. The sword intent of hundreds of green bamboos gathered together, with Lin Yun's strength, it was impossible to follow.
But at an incredible speed, he rushed over and made a hole.
Shenxiao!
The last move of Lei Yin sword technique, the divine sound is like thunder, shaking through the sky!
After using a complete set of Thunder Shadow Sword Techniques, the sword body of the Burial Flower Sword kept shaking. After the four postures of wind, flowers, snow and moon, the sword body trembled, reaching an unprecedented level.
Lin Yun waved his hand, like a crane spreading his wings and an antelope hanging its horns, which seemed to be free and easy.
But when he swung it out, the trembling sword body burst out with a loud noise that was completely comparable to thunder. It was like a thunder explosion, not in the sky, but in his hands, rising out of thin air.
boom!
The terrifying thunder sound precipitated with a lot of sword intent and exploded with a bang. Suddenly, the green bamboos exploded inch by inch.
After Lin Yun collected his sword, no green bamboo stood within a radius of 1,000 meters and all collapsed.
The sword intent contained in the green bamboo stirs everywhere. A trace of ancient and vast patterns flashed on the ground, swallowing these terrifying sword intents silently.
Otherwise, the sword would rush and the entire bamboo forest would have to be destroyed.
"The divine sound is like thunder, shaking through the sky, and the Thunder Sword Technique is finally perfect."
Looking at the broken bamboos on the ground, Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief.
He had already understood the true meaning of the last move. If he had no complete sword intent suppressed the trembling sword body, the thunderous sound would have shaken the sky, but Lin Yun ran away.
Li Wuyou walked over in surprise and looked around, full of shock.
After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said, "The complete sword intent is really terrible. If I don't have the Xuanwu realm, I will never dare to join you if I don't want to play with you."
“It’s not enough.”
After collecting the sword and returning to the sheath, Lin Yun said calmly.
Not enough?
Li Wuyou scratched his head, why isn't it enough? It's obviously a bit terrible.
But he didn't know that Lin Yun had the intention of killing Wang Ning at this moment.
There are also Huangfu Jingxuan, Feng Haoyu, Han Mo and Hanfeng, who don’t want to let go of any of them.
"Someone is here!"
"where?"
Li Wuyou was shocked suddenly. When he looked up, he saw a fishing boat carrying an old man on the shore through the vast mist.
"Go over there, you have to figure out what's going on in this place."
Lin Yun quickly stepped forward and walked towards the old man's bamboo house courtyard.
Li Wuyou looked embarrassed, gritted his teeth, but followed him.
The old man walked around with a fish basket on his back. He took off his hat and hung it on a bamboo pole, revealing a weather-beaten face.
Black and white hair, no tucked beard, and an old headscarf was tied on the forehead.
Seeing Lin Yun and Li Wuyou, his expression was unchanged, without any change. He glanced at Lin Yun lightly, looked at the mark on his eyebrows, and smiled with a self-deprecating smile: "It's actually a sword slave, stepping into my burial sword forest."
After the words came to an end, he ignored the two and walked straight to the bamboo building.
Finished...
Li Wuyou felt a sudden wail in his heart, and he didn't dare to look at it.