Lin Yun looked up, showing the color of memories in his eyes.
Similar arrays, he has seen it in the Tibetan Sword Pavilion in Qingyan County, but the battle is not comparable to that.
The huge stove of up to thousands of feet, rolling iron water is as terrible as magma, and the energy contains is as horrible as a 10,000 -year -old volcano.
Above the stove, there is a giant sword drooping the void, and eight chains are tied to the hilt.
The chain fell down, and the other was on the eight murderer.
But these eight fierce lock soul arrays are in the home courtyard. He is still away from a distance. He can only see the stoves and hilt far away.
At this moment, the Tibetan Sword Villa people come and go. The peripheral viewing Taichung gathers celebrities from all parties, and the inside is gathered with a younger generation of swordsmen.
Those who can pass the three levels are the leaders of their respective realms.
East wasteland, southern Xinjiang, north neighbor, western desert, all participating swordsmen want to bloom at this event.
If it was in the past, Lin Yun was in these events, and mood would probably have some fluctuations.
It will also be affected by the hot emotions at the scene, but after experiencing various large scenes, his mood is much calm than ever.
The rules of the famous sword conference are the same as before. Everyone can play freely. If they lose, they will lose the opportunity to compete.
If you win, you can continue to the challenge, or you can take a break.
If you want to stand out in the end, you have to use your own kendo strength to let everyone take it orally and dare not challenge you again.
Compared with the Zongmen battle, there is no need to advance in round after the match, and then the semi -finals final.
The rules of the famous sword conference are relatively casual, which is more in line with the swordsman's temperament.
Lin Yun followed the crowd to the main courtyard of Fengjia, and he needed to worship the sword. Those who did not worship the sword can only go to the battle platform.
Lin Yun handed over the sword post, and the other party looked at it and raised his hand to let it go.
"Wait a moment."
Lin Yun just took the opportunity. The inner disciple of the Tibetan sword villa was beckoning, and called Lin Yun over again, picked up his sword post to check it.
"Tiandao Sect, Night to the sky."
Tsing Yi swordsman looked at the sword post, and looked at Lin Yun again, showing a weird color.
Lin Yundao: "What are the advice?"
Tsing Yi Sword guest smiled, handed over the sword post, and laughed: "You are the night of the night? I heard that you want to be the second?"
Lin Yun frowned slightly, noticing a trace of something, the other person seemed to be laughing, but there was a hostile in the words.
"Different from the past, there are few people who can really get the sword -worship post.
He looked at Lin Yun very deeply, and looked fun.
Lin Yun's heart was weird, but he did not show it. He continued to walk forward with worship.
Entering the main courtyard, Lin Yun went straight to the place where the soul array was located.
The eight fierce beasts are huge, and there are array blessings on the top of the statue. Spring water is sprayed in the mouth of each statue.
The spring water is piled up below a huge pool.
But the clear spring water always feels a little bit right, there is a weird feeling.
Obviously, clear, transparent, empty, and clear, like the water of the holy spring flowing in the holy pulse, you can look closely and cannot really see through.
"Come for the first time?"
On the side of Lin Yun, a young man in white was a personality and a smile.
Lin Yun glanced at this person and noticed that this person was extraordinary, nodded slightly.
"This is the Tibetan sword lake. It looks like the spring water is spurted out of the fierce beast. In fact, it is a sacred fire magma that has been tempered thousands of times.
Then, then
"Holy fire magma, clear like water?" Lin Yun was surprised.
"Oh, you have seen it."
The youth in white laughed: "These magma from the deep -year fire from the deep underground is all metal magic materials. At least thousands of years of refining to refine such a lake. Experienced sword -making swordsman, just take out a scooping spiritual spirituality.
Gold, you can cast a holy sword in a moment. "
Lin Yun really opened the horizon. He calculated that it was too easy for this Tibetan sword villa to cast a holy sword.
No wonder so many people in the empty city outside sell swords are exactly a sale of Wanli.
"You look at the clouds in the sky." The young man in white stretched his fingers.
Lin Yun looked up, above the thousands of giant swords, a bunch of light golden fire clouds gathered, like a huge golden fire dragon.
"That's the only vision that only the sky fire swallowed the sky, there is a fire on the top, there is a fire, and there is a spiritual fire condensed by Tian Xuanshi in the stove."
The man in white said: "Three fires of the heavens and earth gathered, and then cooperated with some hundred -year -old stars that were difficult to see. After many calamities, it could be made to make a sacred sword!"
"From ancient times to ancient times, the Tibetan Sword Villa has also made twelve -handed Supreme Sword, each of which is shocked by the world. Now it is flowing in the major kendo holy places in Kunlun.
The sword is always there. "
The young man in white sighed: "As long as there is difficulty in the Tibetan sword villa, under a order, the owners of these Supreme Swords will come with a sword. So he is the leader of the Sword League. Compared with it, the heritage of Tianju City is still weak.
"Some."
Lin Yun didn't notice the young man in white, and murmured: "So is the oven sword here?"
"That's right." The young man in white laughed: "The sacred sword is a few, and now the Supreme Sword of the Sword Villa is still in the Tibetan Sword Villa.
The oven sword is really inside.
Lin Yun's eyes lighted up, and said, "I see Excellency extraordinary talk, vast knowledge, do you know which Holy Land from the Sword League?"
The young man in white laughed: "But a little swordsman in the sentient beings, how extraordinary it is, you call me Yunfeng."
Lin Yun laughed: "His harmonious, those who can pass the three levels are all leaders."
Yun Feng shook his head and laughed: "For the real masters, passing the three levels is like eating and drinking water. People who are really worthy of attention, but only four people, under these four, there are no exceptions, without exception, there is no exception.
All are mediocre. "
"Now it looks lively. In fact, these so -called leaders will only become the four -person foil."
"Wish to hear it." Lin Yundao.
Although he knew that there were some fierce people in the three -level assessment, he hadn't paid much attention. It was really unclear what kind of ruthless people.
Yunfeng calmly: "Look at there."
The direction of his fingers is a heavenly place, which is a palace floating in the sky.
The top floor above the Tianyu is the host of the famous sword conference.
Going down is the leadership of many holy places in the Sword League. Among them, four of them are so good -looking, and they are far away from others in terms of temperament. You can see the difference at a glance.
"Do you see?"
Yunfeng laughed: "It's different for temperament. This is a reason. All four of him have the Xinghe sword."
"Xinghe Jianyi, no one who really masters, is unable to know how powerful the Xinghe sword is, others are destined to be a supporting role."
Lin Yun had no objection to this. The horror of Xinghe Sword, he felt deeply.
If there is no Xinghe sword, Lin Yun will be easily defeated when he encounters the half -saint of Qingyuan Realm, and dare not fight hard with the other party.
There is a Xinghe sword to support the waist, and how powerful the other party is, he has the confidence that he can leave calmly.
If the other party is slightly like, there is a chance to kill them. This is something that others cannot imagine.
"The one who wearing Tsing Yi was the Tibetan Sword Villa Feng Sheng Ling. This little guy was so relieved that he had mastered the Xinghe Swordsmanship half a year ago. Looking at the southern Xinjiang, no swordsman among his peers is his opponent."
Yun Feng pointed again, saying: "The guy with a evil face with a black dress is Zhao Wudi of the Black Feather Palace. The Black Feather Palace in the Beiling family is unique, so this son usually acts arrogantly, the black sword sword
Dian is also a evil merit. "
"The person who wears white like me is relatively low -key, Jiang Yunting from Wan Jianlou. People are relatively low -key, but the sword is not low -key at all. He used to kill a Qingyuan realm and half holy."
Lin Yun is thinking, Wanjianlou, Black Feather Palace are all immortal places in Kendo. There were already inheritance before ancient times.
As a sacred place with Jianli Zong, it is not too strange to have a stars to have the Xinghe sword meaning.
"The last person must be Gu Zijing." Lin Yundao.
Yun Fengdao: "Do you know this person too?"
"I have seen his Bingbao Baoyu." Lin Yun said casually.
Yunfeng laughed: "Yes, this last person is Guzi Mirror. Although this guy is extraordinary, he is empty. The strength is really terrible.
Before practicing, it is successful, and there are absolutely self -dying costs. "
Lin Yun thought about it, and said, "Is there only four people in the Xinghe Sword?"
Yun Feng heard the words slightly, and said, "Is there still fewer four? Do you think the starry of the Xinghe sword is the roadside Chinese cabbage. It is almost unlikely to master the Xinghe sword meaning before the half saint."
"Twenty years ago, there was no one. This was a sword shocked and one sword, and the entire sword alliance was picked up. Whether it was single -pair, or one enemy, or wheel war, all of them won, otherwise you think the sword is the sword.
People of the alliance will be convinced. "
Lin Yun's doubt: "Isn't there all the Holy Lands of the Sword League, do you all have treasures and resources? For example, the Sun Shengdan and Taiyin Shengdan."
Yun Feng sighed: "Then you have to grasp the Xinghe sword meaning first.
"Even if you step into the half -sage, some shortcuts can go, but it is also a life of nine deaths. Thirty -six days away, the Xinghe dream comes, how difficult it is to break through these thirty -six days."
Lin Yun did not refute. His own stars' swords would not be easy. If it had not been broken by the Confucian language in white in Feiyun Mountain, I am afraid that he hadn't moved now.
"So the recently rumored people, what a kept tunnel, to become the second, I don't believe it at all." Yunfeng Zhengse Road.
"Who?" Lin Yun moved.
"you do not know?"
Yun Feng glanced in surprise, and immediately laughed: "Who else can there be, the night of the sky, it is rumored that he also has the Xinghe sword meaning, and the sword defeated Zhao Wou -ki four sword servants. This person is more public than Gu Zijing
Arrogant, saying that one person and one sword to reproduce the deeds of the sword that year, the name of the East wasteland, the so -called sword alliance is just Errh. "
Lin Yun's expression changed, he didn't seem to remember that he had said it.
In fact, in order to avoid trouble, he did not go anywhere after the war.
Yun Feng continued to laugh: "Speaking of the night, it is also a personal talent. In order to peek at the sage to take a bath, he hid the whole month at the bottom of the pool.
He turned his head and found that Lin Yun's look changed, and he couldn't laugh: "Brother, your face is not right, why do you know this person?"
Lin Yun was silent for a while, and said: "I am at night."