There are two people fighting, one old and one young. The old one is an evil cultivator at first glance. He is filled with evil spirits and his moves are fierce and fierce. His cultivation has reached the perfect state of Yang Xuan Realm. Every move has the power to crack mountains and crack rocks. Sophisticated and spicy.
But the situation on the field was very unfavorable to the old man. The young man who was fighting against him did not even draw his sword.
Phew!
During the fierce fight, the old man was caught in a flaw and was hit with a palm in the chest. He immediately vomited blood and looked at the young man in blue in front of him with an extremely shocked expression.
If Lin Yun were here, he would definitely be familiar with this young man in blue.
It was Bai Lixuan, once the number one evildoer in Lingxiao Jiange, and now the leader of Qianyun Sect, Xiaobai.
Bai Lixuan has the Holy Body and his talent in swordsmanship is equally astonishing, but now he can't even draw his sword, so he is forcing the old man to feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Your Excellency, you have snatched the Yanyun Fruit away, why bother killing them all!"
The old man clutched his chest, stared at Bai Lixuan, and said coldly, with fierce murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"I want to kill you not because of the Yanyun Fruit, I just happened to see it. If I let you leave like this, I would be sorry for my three months of training in Qianyun Sect." Bai Lixuan's expression was stern, but he was also magnanimous and said bluntly. Killing the opponent is just to practice your skills.
Opposite him is a great casual cultivator who has perfected the Yang Xuan realm. He has just entered the Yin Xuan realm for the first time, so the gap in cultivation is still quite big.
Even if you lose, you should be able to do it if you try hard to get away.
But now, he bluntly said that it would be impossible for the other party to leave. Such courage and confidence were quite surprising.
"Arrogant! I want to leave, and you can't stop me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man walked away with great decisiveness.
"Isn't it a joke to let you go after I slapped you in the face?"
With a look of disdain flashing in his eyes, Bai Lixuan drew his sword out of its sheath. There was a clang, the sword light flew down, and the old man was forcefully forced back.
laugh!
The sword light flashed again, and a hideous wound was pulled out on the old man's chest, and he screamed loudly, as if he was crazy.
"die!"
Without giving the old man a chance to jump over the wall, Bai Lixuan stepped forward, and the tip of his sword flashed an icy cold light in the air, looking like lightning.
A sword penetrated the throat.
Phew!
Bai Lixuan closed his wrist, and blood immediately splattered.
While wiping the blood on the sword, a figure slowly fell down.
"It's not easy to find you. Yes, even a casual cultivator who has reached the Yangxuan realm can be killed so easily."
The visitor looked gentle and laughed softly.
He is Bai Lixuan's senior brother, Xie Yunqiao, a core disciple of the Qianyun Sect, and also the fifty-seventh ranked genius on the Longyun Ranking.
"He's just a casual cultivator. He's not on the list of evil cultivators, so he's not worth mentioning."
Bai Lixuan sheathed his sword and said calmly.
"Humble." Xie Yunqiao chuckled softly. He was quite optimistic about his junior brother. As expected, the Dragon Feast will definitely be a success.
Moreover, he has a holy body and such bones that even he is envious of.
"I saw Lin Yun before."
Despite trying to stay calm, Bai Lixuan's tone still fluctuated a bit.
Before entering the Kushuo Sea, Lin Yun saw him, and he also saw Lin Yun. It was just that their thoughts at the time were different.
Xie Yunqiao didn't take it seriously and said with a faint smile: "I've seen it too. Don't worry, he is definitely not your opponent now. If you have the Holy Body and join my Qianyun Sect, you will only push him further and further away. This time The trip to Xingjun Ancient Tomb is not only
It will make you famous, and I will also give you the Sky Star Bead when the ancient star king died."
Bai Lixuan was silent for a while, and then sighed softly: "It's just that this person has caused me too much frustration, so I really don't need to be too afraid of him. There are so many masters on the Longyun Ranking this time, and he can no longer be regarded as one."
That’s my goal.”
Xie Yunqiao nodded and smiled: "Yes, if you encounter him, just teach him a lesson. There is no need to think about this person deliberately. Let's go, this Xingjun Ancient Tomb is still a bit far away."
At the same time, Lin Yun, who was being discussed by the two people, came to a dilapidated sect ruins.
The vast world and the dilapidated buildings covered by the yellow sand are very shocking at first glance.
In a dilapidated palace, Lin Yun, who had hidden himself, put down the sword box on his back.
His eyes fell on the sword box, and Lin Yun stretched out his hand to open it. Suddenly, a strong fragrance of flowers hit the surface, and his whole person was instantly enveloped in a mist of condensed floral fragrance.
There are more than thirty four-color evening mist flowers placed in the box, half of which are covered with petals.
Keng!
Lin Yun pulled out the burial flower and saw the sword's cold light. The spiritual pattern extending from the hilt to the tip of the sword was like a natural spiritual pattern, with a hidden charm.
Right now, one-third of this pattern is shining with light. Once all the patterns are lit up, this sword should be promoted to a treasure.
There is no doubt that if burial flowers can be promoted to treasures, then Lin Yun's confidence in Xingjun's ancient tomb will be much greater.
"We're still two-thirds away. We have to find a way."
Lin Yun frowned slightly, thoughtfully.
As long as it is not the seven-color sunset flower, it is not too rare in this Kushuo Sea, but it is too troublesome for one person to search for it.
According to this progress, it will be difficult to successfully upgrade the burial flower to a treasure before arriving at the Xingjun Tomb.
His thoughts were like lightning, and countless lights flashed in Lin Yun's mind.
Got it!
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and made a move, and the burial flower sword in the box fell into his hand, and his fingers spread tightly to hold the sword hilt.
His eyes slowly closed, and the Purple Kite Sword Technique slowly circulated. Immediately, majestic true energy surged in his body like a river, and then followed Lin Yun's hand holding the sword hilt and poured crazily into the sword body.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
With the injection of true energy, the flower-burial sword in the sheath kept trembling, ready to go. When this momentum was about to reach its limit, Lin Yun's eyes suddenly opened, his eyes flickering, and he had the perfect sword intention.
Scattered out a little, unsheathed the sword.
boom!
The funeral flower, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, suddenly burst into a bright silver light and soared into the sky, attracting attention among the yellow sand in the sky.
Click!
Lin Yun stretched out his hand, and the burial flower surged out, finally entering half a foot into the ground. As the hilt of the sword trembled violently, the ground shook wildly, and the nearby dilapidated ancient buildings collapsed in pieces under the fluctuations.
Boom!
The silver light rising into the sky was already particularly eye-catching, and coupled with the earth-shattering sound, it instantly caused a huge commotion in the vast ancient building complex.
"What a powerful sword! It's an ancient relic!"
"This movement is really noisy..."
"Go! Go! Go! Come over quickly!"
Suddenly, many people scattered in all directions heard the news and rushed over frantically, fearing that they would be left behind.
This place is a group of dilapidated ancient buildings, half submerged in the yellow sand. Many people are looking for ancient relics. Suddenly, there is such a big movement, even if there is some doubt, they will not be able to hold back their curiosity and hurry up.
past.
The burial flowers themselves have a long history. Even if they are not ancient relics, they are enough to exhaust these relics, or even exceed them.
So to be precise, these people didn't guess wrong.
Just a few
In the blink of an eye, Lin Yun noticed two figures falling over like lightning. The two figures were quite cautious. After seeing the funeral flowers, their eyes lit up, but neither of them moved rashly.
They all noticed each other. One was a core disciple of the quasi-hegemon, whose cultivation was at the Yangxuan realm. The other was a middle-aged casual cultivator, tall and muscular, nearly two meters tall.
When the two of them were wary of each other, their peripheral vision fell on Zang Hua.
Among the dilapidated ruins, the silvery ancient sword was stained with a lot of dust. But even so, it could not hide its sharpness and luster. What was even more rare was that it was actually a quite complete and almost flawless ancient sword.
sword.
In this way, even if it is not a treasure, its value is quite high.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Their hearts were beating wildly for a moment, and their faces showed unbearable ecstasy and excitement.
After a while, the two of them noticed Lin Yun's presence.
The sect disciple wearing a yellow shirt had a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then he revealed his fierce look and shouted coldly: "You should be the one who discovered this ancient sword... But now, you can get out!"
While he was talking, many more figures came through the air, and their eyes fell on the funeral sword buried in the yellow sand, and their eyes lit up.
"It's really an ancient sword!"
"After so many years, the sword's intention still lingers. I'm afraid this sword has a very powerful background."
"There must have been a great battle back then. Otherwise, the grade of this sword would not have dropped to that of a mysterious weapon."
The whispers and discussions suddenly dispersed.
"I told you to get lost, didn't you hear me?" When the middle-aged man saw Lin Yun not moving, anger flashed in his eyes and he shouted harshly.
He and the young man in yellow shirt had formed a tacit understanding. They would first drive away Lin Yun, then join forces to drive away the others, and then the two of them would fight for the sword.
Otherwise, if you have long nights and lots of dreams, no one knows who will be attracted to you.
That's a good idea...
Facing the scoldings of these two people, Lin Yun smiled slightly and said softly: "This sword itself belongs to me. I am making such a big fuss because I just want to ask you to do me a little favor."
There was a sudden silence all around, and everyone's eyes showed shock and confusion.
Even the young man in yellow shirt and the burly man were stunned for a moment, a little surprised and uncertain.
"Don't believe it?"
The smile on Lin Yun's face faded. He and Zhan Hua had already connected with each other. As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and made a move. Zang Hua, with silver light flashing and sword intent swirling around, broke out of the ground in an instant and flew back towards Lin Yun.
Whoosh!
The young man in yellow shirt and the burly man were immediately frightened, immediately jumped into the air, and chased after him like lightning.
"Maybe this sword once belonged to you, but not anymore!"
"A waste from the Yinxuan Realm is not worthy of this sword!"
The two men rose up in the air, with murderous intent rising from their bodies. Suddenly, two extremely fierce auras pressed hard towards Lin Yun, but they had no intention of leaving Lin Yun a way to survive.
The moment Lin Yun held the funeral flower, the two of them almost followed closely behind him, killing each other closely.
Seeing that Lin Yun was about to die on the spot due to the joint efforts of the two of them. But there was only a flash of silver light and two streaks of blood splashing in the air. The two people who were arrogant and domineering one moment were covering their chests and half-kneeling in the next moment.
In front of Lin Yun.
"How is that possible!"
The two men looked at Lin Yun in extreme astonishment, with disbelief in their eyes. They did not see how Lin Yun drew his sword at all.
Lin Yun glanced in all directions, and immediately everyone who was swept by his gaze felt as cold as if they had fallen into an ice cave, shivering, and fear filled their hearts for no reason.
"Leave three sunset flowers, otherwise no one will be able to leave. If there are no sunset flowers, leave the storage bag. When you find it, come to me to exchange it."
