When the clouds break and the moon comes, the night is no longer dark.
As soon as the sword came out, the two moons competed for glory, one in the sky and one in the water, just because of the sword in Lin Yun's hand.
Under the continuous offensive of Shuiyue Sword Technique, Yue Qing and Zuo Yun were already a little reluctant to deal with it. When they used the Double Moon Confrontation, they were defeated on the spot and had no power to fight anymore.
But what shocked the elders of the various sects in Qiongtai Hall even more was the sword intent that followed the explosion of the twin moons.
That sword intention is as clear as the dust between heaven and earth. It is ethereal and agile, unstained by dust, a trace of transparency, clear and clear. It is clearly infinitely close to the innate sword intention.
"It turned out to be him."
The bald elder of Xuantian Sect was stunned, and sat down slumped, with a soulless look in his eyes.
The sword intention that alarmed half of the princess's house last night had long been forgotten as the competition got heated.
It's like a dream, just a passing cloud.
But at the moment, Lin Yun's body is filled with sword intent. Hundreds of swords are stuck on the jade stone ground, like swords worshiping the king. Without exception, they all indicate that what happened last night is not an illusion, it is real and true.
Change!
"Damn it, why is it this kid? How is this possible!"
Hunyuan Sect Wen Yanbo's face turned dark with anger, and he seemed embarrassed when he spoke.
Before, he had made arrogant promises, waiting for the banquet to discuss, that he would trample Lingxiao Jiange under his feet and make him lose all face. But now, he was delighted, thunderous, and Lin Yun defeated his opponents one after another.
Nowadays, even one against two has been able to win a great victory, and its rise is unstoppable.
I am afraid that the prestige of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion will not only not be damaged, but will also increase. No one will dare to desecrate it.
After today, the name Lin Yun will definitely spread throughout the Qin Dynasty, and no one will know about it.
In this round of confrontation, the Hunyuan Sect was completely defeated!
Elder Luo Feng of Jiange felt disappointed. When he woke up with a start, his eyes were full of ecstasy and he said with a smile: "This boy, it's hard to hide this from me. If I had known it was him, why would I be so worried about Princess Fenghua's banquet?"
Xinyan smiled slightly, with a look of doting in her eyes: "Hehe, I wouldn't believe it even if I told you. But our junior brother is really getting better and better."
"Too."
Recalling that he had defeated Lin Yun's Shuiyue Sword Technique before, Luo Feng smiled and sighed, relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.
Tang Tong smiled bitterly and said: "Without comparison, there is no harm. It is also the Water Moon Sword Technique. Compared with my junior brother, I really can't stand it."
I think back then, it was the swordsmanship he chose with Lin Yun in the Xuanwu Palace.
He had even persuaded Lin Yun at the beginning, but he really didn't expect that Shuiyue Sword Technique could be so powerful in Lin Yun's hands.
Everyone in the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion was filled with joy, while the faces of the elders and disciples of other sects looked a little ugly, and they were lamenting again and again.
"Although this sword intention is not a true innate sword intention, Lin Yun is so young. He may not be able to fully master the innate sword intention in three years."
"A monster is a monster. After today, no one will be able to stop his rise."
"First there was Bai Yu, and then there was Cao Jie. Now Zuo Yun and Yue Qing have been defeated by his sword. With this kind of light and limelight, Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is so happy."
Sifang sighed and looked at Lin Yun. In addition to admiration and awe, there was also a trace of deep jealousy in his eyes.
Liu Yue's cold face in Shence Camp was so angry that she didn't want to say a word.
He had a headache, and stared at Lin Yun with deep helplessness.
The most helpless thing in the world is probably nothing more than this. I have to use all my scheming and all my means. But
The person you hate not only shows no signs of misfortune, but becomes more and more dazzling, and you can only watch his rise step by step.
Is this guy my nemesis?
Liu Yue thought angrily in her heart, since she met Lin Yun, everything related to him would encounter all kinds of difficulties.
"In this battle, Jiange Lin Yun wins."
An ethereal and cold voice came from the mouth of Princess Fenghua on the main stage.
Yue Qing's face looked a little ugly, and without saying a word, he walked back with his silver spear in hand.
Zuo Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, cupped his hands and said, "The swordsmanship of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is indeed unpredictable. It lives up to the title of being the best swordsman in Da Qin. I have learned from you."
Lin Yun said softly: "You should also have reservations."
He could feel that Zuo Yun still had some scruples throughout the battle. I'm afraid that with one against two, it would still be a difficult psychological hurdle for him.
Zuo Yun smiled, but did not say much: "If you lose, you lose. If you have the opportunity in the future, I will ask Brother Lin for advice."
He clasped his fists in salute and slowly excused himself.
Lin Yun glanced at the ground, where hundreds of long swords were still trembling, thoughtfully.
The whole body of the sword was released unexpectedly, and the sword skills were quietly running. When the sixty-four petals were fully opened, he stretched out his hand and shouted softly: "Get up!"
Rub rub rub rub!
A long sword rose into the air amidst the trembling sound, flying up and down, dancing wildly.
"fall!"
The two fingers were brought together to form a sword, which was like a pen in the air, lightly gliding across it.
call out!
Hundreds of long swords turned into flowing light, as fast as a thunderous roar, and returned to their respective masters' sheaths with sonorous sounds.
The person who sheathed the sword didn't look happy, and his face looked slightly embarrassed.
It would be too embarrassing for a majestic swordsman to be unable to control his own sword. It would be too embarrassing for him to be in the hands of others and command him like an arm.
After doing all this, Lin Yun walked back.
The way other people in the hall looked at him quietly changed drastically.
Able to retract and release, Lin Yun's sword intent is probably more terrifying than everyone imagined.
"Stay."
But just as he was about to leave, a clear voice sounded from the Qiongtai Hall.
Everyone looked at the sound and saw the owner of the sound, and their expressions couldn't help but change slightly.
The young man who spoke has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, fresh and handsome, bright eyes and white teeth, and a majestic air. He is holding a folding fan, calm, elegant, elegant and peaceful.
Surprisingly, it’s Si Xueyi from Demon Moon Villa!
Many elders and disciples from all over the world have strange looks in their eyes. Si Xueyi has become famous very early and is a well-deserved leader of monsters. Many years ago, he and Bai Lixuan were famous throughout the empire. They are known as the arms of the Great Qin, like the sun and the moon shining together.
, is the leader of young men, the most dazzling evildoer.
In the past year, Bai Lixuan has been in retreat, but Si Xueyi's strength has been steadily improving. Although he rarely takes action, when he does, he has amazing results.
Many people speculate that he already has the strength to hit the second rank. He may not be able to compete with the Eight Young Masters in the Dragon Gate Competition at the end of the year.
Among his peers on the field, if there is anyone else who can suppress Lin Yun, there is no one else besides him.
Si Xueyi smiled slightly and said softly: "Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of taking action. It's not my style to take action against someone who has already fought three times. It's just that I saw the old man today, so sharp and sharp.
To express my feelings, I would like to offer Mr. Lin a glass of wine."
Si Xueyi and Lin Yun actually know each other?
Everyone was shocked. This was really a big deal. Lin Yun rarely interacted with outsiders in Jiange.
so to speak
, the two of them should have met earlier.
Lin Yun remained calm, raised his head and said, "It's rare that Mr. Si still remembers me, so I'll take this glass of wine."
If it weren't for Si Xueyi, he wouldn't have jumped into Yinfeng Stream and almost died in it.
However, Lin Yun didn't have much hatred. This grudge was originally caused by him taking action to save Yue Weiwei.
If there is hatred, Bai Lixuan should be more responsible.
This person took advantage of him being trapped in Yinfeng Stream and severely injured the Blood Dragon Horse, causing Xiao Hong to be caught and auctioned on the spot.
He swore at that time that one day he would repay the three palms Bai Lixuan slapped on the Blood Dragon Horse twice as much.
"good!"
Si Xueyi suddenly put away the folding fan in her hand, held a glass of wine, stood up and said with a smile: "But I rarely toast people. If the wine in this glass is spilled, it is your fault, Mr. Lin."
After the words fell, his hand holding the wine glass suddenly pushed forward.
call out!
A harsh sound broke through the air immediately, causing people's eardrums to sting. Wow, the wine in the glass seemed to be filled with a dazzling bright moon, and suddenly there was a bright light, and it was hard to open one's eyes.
Xinyan and others took a breath of air-conditioning. This was not a toast. If they were less powerful, they would probably be shocked to death on the spot.
Qixuanbu, many people took photos!
The wine glass came so quickly that Lin Yun barely had much time to think about it. The wine glass with its majestic momentum rushed toward him like a mighty river.
With his arms spread out, he took nine steps back, leaving an afterimage with each step he took.
This kind of movement is really amazing. How many people are faced with this glass of wine. They are afraid that they will be knocked to the ground and lose their face before they can react.
It's just a pity that Lin Yun didn't catch the glass of wine.
But the people present would not underestimate Lin Yun, because the glass of wine came too fast and fiercely. Many people's eyes did not even have time to catch it, and the wine glass passed by their eyes.
Rub rub rub rub!
But no one expected that Lin Yun, who had taken nine steps back, would suddenly take nine steps forward before taking nine steps forward.
The speed was several times faster than the previous retreating speed. Every step forward shattered the momentum contained in the wine glass.
When the nine afterimages overlapped, Lin Yun stretched out his hand and quietly caught the wine glass.
"So fast!"
Everyone was shocked and shocked beyond words. In the eyes of many less powerful people, Lin Yun even did not move from beginning to end.
Lin Yun picked up the wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, raised his eyes and said, "Good wine, I will return this wine glass to Brother Xueyi."
Whoops!
Compared to Si Xueyi's majestic momentum, the empty cup passed by passed by silently and quietly.
Si Xueyi didn't even get up. He raised his hand and grabbed the empty cup.
Just the moment he held it, the smile on his face changed slightly. The hand holding the empty cup slowly fell down. His movements were so light that it was as if the whole world slowed down in his hands. There was a terrifying silence in all directions, and there was no sound at all.
The silent Qiongtai Hall seemed to be forced by some unknown momentum, which made people feel depressed and uncomfortable.
When the wine glass fell, the pain that seemed to have been suppressed for a hundred years suddenly exploded. A strong wind suddenly blew, blowing Si Xueyi's waterfall-like hair behind him, revealing a peerless face that was so clean that it was enviable.
With the sudden strong wind, the hall seemed to tremble slightly for a moment, and the sword force like a violent storm quietly rose.
Except for the utensils in front of Si Xueyi's table, the wine glasses and tableware of other sects and sects in front of the table were banging, banging, and smashing out of thin air, making continuous crisp sounds that could not be heard.