Chapter 1996: The Return of Chu Yun in the Morning!
Chapter 1900 is six
thump!
The eight ancient evils, each holding up a piece of sky, all fell to their knees, and the lake surface immediately began to stir non-stop.
This was such a surprising scene. Many of the leaders of the Sword Alliance were dumbfounded and screamed in surprise.
"How is that possible?!"
"Oh my god, what the hell is this? Eight ancient ferocious beasts, kneeling down to Ye Qingtian at the same time?"
"Isn't this an ancient secret technique performed by Feng Shaoyu?"
Everyone's scalp was numb and they couldn't understand it at all.
Above the Tianque, Gu Zijing and others were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped, especially Zhao Wuji, who was completely stunned.
"This...impossible..."
As for Feng Wuji, he was shocked on the spot, and his expression turned mutinous the next moment, saying: "Ye Qingtian must have secretly learned my Feng family's secret technique!"
He, who had been in the presence of the old god just now, could not sit still at all and was ready to take action at any time.
But the second senior sister Feng Yu is still around, how can he let him get what he wants.
After Feng Yu was surprised, she smiled like a flower and reached out her hand to pat Feng Wuji on the shoulder.
Bang!
This shot was like a mountain falling, and the entire sky tower shook violently. Gu Zijing, Jiang Yunting, Feng Shengling and others suddenly became more stressed and became uneasy.
Feng Wuji was immediately unable to move after being slapped like this.
"Don't make trouble!"
Feng Wuji's face changed slightly, and he glanced out of the corner of his eye. At this moment, Feng Shaoyu looked confused and nervous, and was frantically trying to control the eight ferocious beasts, but no matter how hard he condensed his hand seals, he could not succeed.
"Winner or loser, big brother, it's your choice! Even if the old man comes today, I will protect you tonight! Sit down!"
Feng Yu's expression turned cold and he pressed Feng Wuji down forcefully.
Gu Zijing and Jiang Yunting's mouths were wide open and their expressions were extremely surprised. What was the background of this girl who looked younger than her age?
With one palm, the owner of Hidden Sword Villa was pressed down!
"aunt!"
Feng Shengling wanted to step forward to persuade him.
"Go back." Feng Yu glared at him with an expressionless and domineering look, pretending not to recognize him. This naughty kid calls people aunt in public, and how does his elder brother usually teach him.
Feng Wuji gave up struggling, sighed, and said, "Listen to your aunt, it's okay."
Feng Yu remained calm, and the strength on his hand increased. Feng Wuji's mouth twitched, and he said with difficulty: "Go back, this young lady is joking with me."
Feng Yu then smiled and relaxed his strength, but still had no intention of letting go.
"Don't look at me, we haven't decided the winner yet!" Feng Yu said with a smile.
Everyone then looked away and saw beads of sweat as big as beans on Feng Shaoyu's forehead on the lake. His whole body was trembling and he looked extremely strenuous.
Damn it, why doesn’t it work?
Feng Shaoyu controlled the ancient seal that was directly integrated with the hard work, and kept changing the marks with his hands, trying to regain control of the eight evil spirits.
At the same time, Lin Yun gradually figured out some clues and became extremely calm from his trance.
rock!
Lin Yun held the chain with his backhand and stared at it. He felt that he could easily control these eight evil spirits with just a slight movement.
Is it related to the "broken sword" in my body?
He could feel some power coming from the chains, and wanted to separate all the chains and bind him again.
But these powers are all hindered in some way, and the eight ferocious beasts are desperately resisting the control of the ancient seal.
"how so?"
Feng Shaoyu felt that his holy energy was constantly being consumed, but the Eight Ancient Evils were still out of control, and the Eight Evils Soul Locking Formation was completely in chaos.
The locked person in turn controlled the Eight Ancient Evils, which was simply unheard of. Feng Shaoyu was sweating like rain and felt dizzy.
"Feng Shaoyu, it seems you can't do it..." Lin Yun said with a smile on his lips, slightly mockingly.
"Don't be so arrogant. Don't act so pretentious here. He's just a dying man. There is no precedent for a monk who has been controlled by the Eight Fierce Soul Locking Arrays to escape!" Feng Shaoyu forced himself to calm down.
"Yeah?"
Lin Yun laughed loudly, raised his hand holding the chain, and shouted loudly: "The Eight Ancient Evils obey your orders!"
boom!
The eight ancient ferocious beasts kneeling on the ground stood up at the same time, and then jumped high into the sky, controlled by Lin Yun like kites.
Click, click, click!
When the eight ferocious beasts jumped up, the sky seemed to be shattered, the vast Hidden Sword Lake was torn into pieces, and the entire formation was completely destroyed.
This scene was so shocking that everyone in the audience took a breath. The lake water splashed out, and figures from all directions immediately jumped into the air and hurriedly left this dangerous area.
Buzz!
The chain shimmered with light, and eight different powers rushed into Lin Yun's body. Click, the moment when the powers converged.
The extremely mysterious "broken sword" in Lin Yun's body was once again pulled out an inch, and half of its blade was exposed.
But just when the sword was about to be completely pulled out, an invisible force blocked him.
Buzz!
The sword kept shaking inside Lin Yun's body, and waves of power gathered in his right hand holding the chain.
Lin Yun's vision suddenly blurred, and there was a white figure at the end of his field of vision, which seemed very close and yet very far away.
Suddenly, the white figure turned around. The man was tall and handsome, dressed in white as snow. He held a slender sword in his right hand, and behind him was the phantom of a blue dragon that filled the starry sky.
The moment he turned around, the whole world disappeared.
All the scenes in front of him disappeared, and Lin Yun seemed to be in the starry sky, with countless pictures flickering like threads of light.
When the white-robed swordsman saw Lin Yun, a smile broke out on his face and he said loudly: "I know that sooner or later you will be recognized by this sword. Even fate cannot stop it. My sword will definitely be waiting for your sword.
But that’s it, don’t really pull it out.”
Lin Yun had never seen this person before, and his face was very unfamiliar, but his smile made Lin Yun extremely familiar, and his heart started beating wildly.
Qinglong, swordsman?
Capturing these two keywords, an idea came to Lin Yun's mind, is he the man who created the Dragon Age? That's not right, why does it feel so familiar to me?
The man's figure became fainter and fainter, as if a supreme power was preventing him from appearing.
Seeing him getting further and further away, his figure became fainter and fainter.
Lin Yun couldn't help but become anxious. As the light thread flickered, he ran with all his strength: "Don't go, tell me who you are!"
He repeated this while running, and the man in white was also trying hard to run towards him. Finally, when his figure was about to disappear completely, the two reached out and held each other.
"Hahaha, we will meet again, even fate can't stop it. Remember, don't try to pull out this sword now. Don't ask me who I am, I will wait for you, and my sword will always be waiting for you.
sword."
"When the bright moon was there, the morning light illuminated Chu Yun's return!"
boom!
Accompanied by hearty and hearty laughter, the awakening in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Lin Yun's vision fell on Feng Shaoyu again.
He grabbed eight chains and was falling from the sky. Feng Shaoyu tried his best to control the ancient seal in his heart, but to no avail, and his eyes were full of panic.
Phew!
Lin Yun's terrifying blow directly shattered all the Ziyuan Holy Qi, and the light of his fist penetrated Feng Shaoyu's chest, and then hit his heart.
Feng Shaoyu tried to stop him, but to no avail. His holy energy had been exhausted and his vitality had long been severely damaged. How could he still have the strength to resist all this?
boom!
His body fell from the sky, and a golden ancient seal flew out from his heart, emitting a dazzling light.
This ancient seal saved his life, but was knocked out of the body by Lin Yun.
Feng Shaoyu stared angrily but was helpless. He could only watch the ancient seal hanging in the air while he kept falling into the body.
boom!
Feng Shaoyu fell into the water, causing a wave of waves.
The change came too suddenly. It's a long story, but it only took a few breaths.
It was clear that Feng Shaoyu had the absolute upper hand just now, and the Eight Fierce Soul Locking Formation was unparalleled, making Lin Yun unable to move.
Under the ancient secret technique, Lin Yun should have been defeated without a doubt.
But no one expected that when the scene changed, Lin Yun actually controlled eight ancient ferocious beasts with his backhand, defeating Feng Shaoyu in one fell swoop.
Not only that, but the ancient seal was even dug up.
Everyone in Hidden Sword Villa was also confused as to why Feng Shaoyu was still defeated miserably even though the Eight Fierce Soul Locking Arrays were sacrificed.
"I...actually lost..."
Feng Shaoyu was lying on the water. He never thought that he would lose this battle.
He had already seen Lin Yun's extraordinary qualities. He was willing to admit that his talent was not as good as the other's, but he was really unwilling to let him become the other's stepping stone.
He is the young owner of the dignified Hidden Sword Villa, how could he lose like this?
Whoosh!
Lin Yun let go of his hand, and the chains escaped into the bodies of the ferocious beasts. They saluted Lin Yun and then turned into rays of light and injected them into the ancient seal.
Lin Yun was dressed in white and stood in the air. He stretched out his hand and pulled the funeral flower back from the dragon bone sword.
After looking at Feng Shaoyu lying in a pool of blood, he did not choose to continue taking action.
Lin Yun looked up and his eyes fell on the golden ancient seal in front of him.
The ancient seal shines with golden light, and a strange and noble dragon is entangled in the square.
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and wanted to hold the ancient seal directly.
He has a strong intuition that this ancient seal may be related to the "Broken Sword" directly in his body. He now has too many questions.
Who is the man in white?
Why can I control these ancient evil spirits?
When the bright moon was there, the morning light illuminated Chu Yun's return?
The broken sword in the body can no longer be pulled out. What will be the consequences if it is pulled out?
Whoosh!
Lin Yun reached out and grabbed the ancient seal, and the light dispersed.
"This seems to be the Tianlong Seal. No wonder it can control eight ancient evil spirits. This Hidden Sword Villa has quite a lot of background."
In the secret realm of Ziyuan, Little Bingfeng tutted in praise.
"Ye Qingtian, return the seal!" Feng Wuji said with a dark face on top of Tianque.
boom!
At the same time, several men in black with swords appeared on the eaves outside the square, and their bodies were filled with an extremely terrifying aura.
Needless to say, this seal is very important to Hidden Sword Villa, and Lin Yun will never let it be taken away.
Lin Yun was reasonably sensible and knew that this was not the time to take away the seal.
But when he was about to return it, the gorgeous woman beside Feng Wuji shook her head at him, and then blinked.
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses, raised his head and said, "Master, you have not yet decided whether to win or lose this battle."
Feng Wuji's face suddenly darkened, and he lowered his voice and said, "Return the seal. This seal has nothing to do with victory or defeat."
He was majestic, not angry, but still made people tremble.
"There is no rush, you should declare the winner first." Lin Yun said calmly: "With such pushback and obstruction, it is possible that Hidden Sword Villa still wants to cheat."
Feng Wuji remained calm, but there was a lot of anger in his heart. This was the first time he met such a bold junior.
"Give him the sword."
In the midst of this stalemate, a voice came from Feng Wuji's ear. Feng Wuji was stunned for a moment and then said: "You win this battle. Return the seal and I will give you the Furnace Sword immediately."
Lin Yun smiled and said: "Thank you, please!"
He had no intention of going up, so he spread out his hand and placed the seal on his palm, asking Feng Wuji to come and get it himself.
"The old man actually agreed."
Second senior sister Feng Yu looked in a certain direction and found a weathered old man standing on a tall building in the distance with a very complicated expression.
But what does his expression mean?
Feng Yu felt strange in her heart. This was the first time she saw her father. His expression was so complicated, shocked, shocked, and confused, with a hint of expectation and excitement.
As if aware of Feng Yu's gaze, the old man's expression returned to normal, and he left with a straight face and hands behind his back.
"Third sister, everyone below is watching. If you don't let go, where will my face go?" Feng Wuji's face turned red and he lowered his voice.
Feng Yu was lost for a moment. He tried to get up several times but failed, and he suddenly felt quite embarrassed.
"My, my."
Feng Yu smiled and quickly let go of his hand.
[I struggled for a long time between the two sentences "Chaoyun Never Disperses" and "Morning Zhao Chuyungui", and finally chose the latter sentence. Brothers who don't understand can read my old book Xianwu Fellow Practitioners. It's okay not to read it, and the following is also
I will explain it and it will not affect the plot of the book.]
