Behind Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, there is a mighty and continuous mountain range called the Nirvana Mountain Range.
This mountain range is very famous in Qintian County. Not only the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, but also the other three sects are built on the edge of this mountain range, but in different directions.
The monsters in the Mountains of Nirvana are criss-crossed, continuous and vast, extending all the way, even penetrating several surrounding empires.
On weekdays, there will be many sect disciples practicing here, fighting monsters, practicing martial arts, and accumulating bloodthirsty energy.
It's just that the metropolis chooses the fringe area. There are many dangers in the depths of this mountain range. In the core area, even the elders of the Purple Mansion Realm of various sects dare not set foot easily.
The misty gray fog persists all year round, forming a poisonous miasma. From time to time, powerful beast roars can be heard, which is heart-stopping.
The scorching sun is high, and the fierce sunlight falls on the gray miasma, reflecting the colorful colors. At a glance, the bright and colorful lights are shrouded outside the poisonous miasma, which is extremely strange.
The terrifying poisonous miasma is one of the important reasons why sect disciples dare not go deep into it.
If the cultivation level is not good enough, or even unable to wait for a long time, the accumulation of miasma will form fatal toxins in the body.
In the poisonous mist, on a dry hill, Lin Yun stood with a sword box on his back and his hands behind his back.
After saying goodbye to brother and sister Xinyan, he led the blood dragon horse out without rest.
Seven days later, it will be Princess Fenghua's birthday party. I want to improve Shuiyue Swordsmanship in such a short period of time.
Naturally, you can't follow common sense. You have to find a dangerous place to practice swordsmanship in actual combat.
The Nirvana Mountains was the place he chose.
Unknowingly, Lin Yun spent three days in the mountains, practicing the Water Moon Sword Technique almost without sleep.
The power of the spiritual-level super-grade swordsmanship is indeed powerful, and it shows astonishing power just after its initial completion.
But just like what Tang Tong said, it is indeed strong and weak at times, elusive and very strange.
If ordinary people encountered such trouble, they would definitely curse and quickly find a way to choose another swordsmanship.
But Lin Yun was not like that. He didn't eat or drink for three days and three nights, and he had some other insights in this vast mountain.
"The wind has no form, the clouds are impermanent; the mountains have potential, but the water has no form."
Vaguely, Lin Yun felt that the so-called Shuiyue Sword Technique was suddenly strong and weak. Not only was it not a shortcoming, but it was one of its advantages. The mountains were powerful, towering and thick, but the water was invisible but ever-changing.
Tolerant of all things, accommodating all rivers.
The visible mountain can only accommodate the green grass and trees in the mountain; the invisible still water can accommodate everything in the world.
Which one is higher or lower, let's not talk about it for the moment, this Shuiyue Sword Technique must have another method, and it is definitely not what Tang Tong said.
He has practiced the Shuiyue Sword Technique to great perfection. Its power is stable and cannot be changed. Compared with other super-grade sword techniques, it is far different. He must have practiced in the wrong direction.
On the hill, Lin Yun's gaze fell on the gray poisonous fog a thousand meters away. In the fog, two ferocious and huge black shadows fought together, erupting with a harsh roar.
Occasionally, there would be violent collisions, with loud noises and terrifying roars, containing terrifying evil spirits.
Whoops!
A monster figure broke through the poisonous fog, broke dozens of sky-supporting ancient trees, and appeared in Lin Yun's field of vision.
The monster's body is covered with jet-black fur, and the black fur is covered with blood-colored spots, making it look very ugly. Its body is huge, more than ten feet tall, with bloody holes and fangs, and purple pupils as bright as crystals.
"Black-blooded Demonic Wolf, the top level six Xuanwu monster."
The breeze blew by, lifting Lin Yun's long hair on his forehead, and he wore a long gown, making a hunting sound.
Boom!
The ground suddenly shook, and a wolf was bigger and better than the black-blooded demon wolf.
Several times the size of the savage beast. It looked like a leopard, with blazing fire burning all over its body. It walked slowly, staring at the black-blooded demonic wolf.
call out!
Its gaze glanced at Lin Yun, who was hundreds of meters away, with contempt in its eyes. It roared without any warning, and the flame energy filled in the air continued to gather towards Lin Yun under its roar.
When it was about to get closer, it condensed into a dazzling fireball like a meteor and fell suddenly.
Whoops!
The huge pressure contains a heat wave, and before it falls, boundless winds are blowing on the hills.
A strange light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, it turned out to be a rare mutated magic leopard, which could control the fire attribute very exquisitely.
No wonder, the black-blooded demon wolf is not enough to look at in front of it.
"But is this fireball threatening me?"
Lin Yun shook his head and said softly: "I'm not here to take advantage of others."
The magic-patterned leopard thought he was here to pick up some bargains, so he tried to intimidate him in advance, hoping that he would not disturb his eating.
He wanted to practice swordsmanship and test his understanding of Shuiyue Sword Technique in the past three days in actual combat.
break!
True energy surged, dragons roared and tigers roared, and a shocking force suddenly erupted from the low mountain top, soaring into the sky.
Lin Yun clenched his fingers tightly, raised his hand, and punched out, smashing the fireball into pieces.
Click!
Sparks filled the sky, like withered fireworks, falling in mid-air, but they burned up before they even hit the ground.
The two monster beasts, who were about to fight, were startled and quickly turned their heads to look over.
On the top of the mountain, a young man in green clothes stood with his fists closed, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were like shooting stars, and his eyebrows were sharp and sharp.
Woohoo!
A trace of fear flashed across the amethyst-like eyes of the black-blooded demon wolf, and its intuition told it that the young man in front of it was probably more terrifying than the demon-patterned leopard, and would be killed by him if he was not careful.
Beforehand, the Demonic Leopard, who was obviously disdainful, turned cautious in his eyes.
The two monster beasts looked at each other and seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding.
Whoops!
Flames surged all over the body of the magic leopard, and it flew up from the ground with a scorching and violent aura. Its huge body did not affect its speed at all, and it rushed straight away like a stream of flames.
rub!
The black-blooded demon wolf was also not idle. He roared a few times, ran wildly on all fours, and killed him like lightning.
"Well come."
With a move of his hand, the flower-burial sword leapt out of the box, and Lin Yun grabbed it. The sword came out of its sheath, with a cold light flowing out. Its momentum was like clouds, erratic, its momentum was like water, and it was smooth and smooth. With one stroke, it hit the devil.
On the huge body of the leopard.
The demon-patterned leopard was covered in flames as the cold light swept across it. It made a hissing sound and bursts of water vapor rose up. Its huge body was shaken back by this sword.
Boom!
Under the concussion of this blow, the mountain peaks under his feet exploded, the black-blooded demon wolf flashed a ferocious look, and dozens of claw blades came through the air like a storm.
Lin Yun swayed slightly, stepping on the gravel in mid-air, as if walking in the void. His body was light and agile like the wind, and his sword energy was like a huge wave stirred up in the rivers and lakes, killing all the claw-blade storms.
broken.
kill!
The moment the storm shattered, with the blessing of Qixuanbu, he fell straight down like lightning.
He raised his hand and struck out with a sword, like a violent tsunami, striking down in anger. The black-blooded demon wolf was completely unprepared for Lin Yun's swordsmanship to be so powerful, so he hurriedly backed away.
Phew!
It missed the critical point, but this sword still opened a hideous wound on the black-blooded demon wolf, and blood bloomed like flowers in mid-air.
Swish, swish, swish!
When the forest clouds fell to the ground, the leaves in the forest were scattered, dancing with the wind, rising and falling.
boom!
The majestic heat wave rose up, and the magic leopard came over again with great efforts and lightning speed. The scorching heat seemed to burn all the air, making it suffocating.
With long sleeves like clouds, Lin Yun turned around and struck out with a sword, causing a loud sound of wind. But when he was about to thrust out, his aura suddenly changed with this sharp sword. If the sword that slashed away the black blood demon wolf was a huge wave, this one
The sword is like a trickle of water, which cannot be compared to the same thing.
Are you here?
Lin Yun was calm. The injuries on his body in the past few days were all caused by the sudden strength and weakness of Shuiyue Sword Technique, which was caused by the flaw being caught in the battle.
After three days of hard training, he has long been used to it, and now is the time to try what he has in mind.
Bang!
The sword fell on the demon-patterned leopard, and with the first touch, Lin Yun was severely knocked away.
There was a look of surprise and uncertainty in the eyes of the magic leopard. The power of this sword was obviously different from before, and it was suspected to be a trick.
Since it is a trickle, let it follow its original intention
Rub rub rub rub!
Before the magic leopard could react, Lin Yun turned around and came back to kill him. His body was like a stream, flowing slowly, and his sword was like a fallen flower, rising and falling with the waves.
Although the power of the sword was small, he was erratic. As he danced up and down, streaks of sword light fell on him without leaving any trace.
It was endless at first, but after dozens of moves, the sword power left in its body was like the confluence of hundreds of rivers. At the moment when they came together, there was a sword light that broke through the mouth of a bowl from the inside out in its huge body.
The magic-patterned leopard wailed and fell to the ground, rolling over and over in pain.
roar!
A violent aura came, but it was a black-blooded demon wolf that was unwilling to give up. It had been gathering momentum for a long time and then came violently.
"The sound of leaves falling all over the sky is like rain, and the clouds and moon in the water are falling into the sword!"
The sword body trembled, and Lin Yun swung out a frightening sword energy. The cold light condensed, destroying everything it touched, and kept moving forward.
This sword is like the clouds and moon reflected in the lake, rolling in with the shocking waves. Compared with the trickling stream, it is extremely domineering and arrogant, and contains terrifying explosive power.
Bang bang bang!
The sword energy and the claw blade storm pulled out by the black-blooded demon wolf's claws collided fiercely, and loud noises could be heard immediately.
All the black claw blades, which were like solid black claws, were broken, but Lin Yun's sword did not lose its edge and struck straight down.
As blood flew everywhere, the demon wolf's huge body was chopped into two halves.
The demon leopard struggled to get up from the ground, glanced at the body of the demon wolf on the ground, looked horrified, and ran away without looking back.
Its defense was astonishing and it was extremely powerful. Ordinary sword energy could not harm it at all. But Lin Yun's strange sword energy was like a continuous spring rain, moistening things silently. By the time he woke up, it had accumulated in his body to the point where he could not stop it.
Repaired injuries.
This kind of weird swordsmanship is unheard of, and now that the black-blooded demon wolf has died tragically, how can he still dare to fight?
"I didn't say to let you go, the mountains and rivers will be flooded!"
Rub rub rub rub!
In the flat ground, Lin Yun ran wildly with his sword, and the ground trembled as he ran. The sword was like an endless stream of water, coming over and over again, crushing all the ancient trees that supported the sky wherever it passed.
The sword thrust out, turned around, sheathed the sword.
Clang!
The moment Burying Flower was sheathed, the mutated demonic leopard behind him burst into a pillar of blood from his forehead. He didn't have time to scream and was drowned by the torrential sword intent.
[After reading the comments, many book friends have questioned that the protagonist uses too many punches, which is indeed a bit painful. Although it is passionate, it is not my original intention to write this book. After this chapter, I will use the sword as much as possible.]
