The roses bloom, and the sword is as powerful as the wind.
Liu Yu, who was knocked away, used his powerful cultivation to release all the inner energy in his body after landing.
Bang!
Hundreds of flower petals were seen flying from its body and exploding in mid-air.
His face turned slightly pale, and his eyes were full of disbelief. He never expected that he would be knocked away by Lin Yun's sword.
Even though he was knocked away, the opponent had just been promoted to the eighth level of martial arts, so this sword could actually hurt him.
"How...how did you do that?"
When Liu Yu was talking, he accidentally touched the wound on his body, which immediately caused severe pain.
Lin Yun slowly fell down, his face expressionless, but his heart was sneering.
Where does the flower come from? It is not an ordinary innate martial skill.
It is the secret skill left in the scroll by the mysterious man in green.
Thinking back when he first entered the seventh level of martial arts, his knowledge of swordsmanship was not as good as it is now. He was able to severely injure Ma Tianyi, who was at the peak of his powers, with one sword in a desperate situation.
Now, with the powerful medicinal power of Qiqiao Linglong Pill, he has been promoted to the eighth level of martial arts.
As he improves his understanding of swordsmanship, the power of this trick will only multiply!
Bang bang bang!
The heart was still beating incessantly at the heart. After the flower was cast from nowhere, it once again stimulated the mysterious elixir embedded in the heart.
From the seven orifices on the surface of the elixir, strong medicinal power is constantly flowing out, as if seven rivers are surging in its body.
Constantly nourishing his physical body and strengthening his cultivation.
If you feel it carefully, you will be surprised to find that his cultivation level is still slowly increasing as the medicine penetrates.
"How on earth did this happen? How did he, an eighth-level martial artist who broke through on the battlefield, hurt a pseudo-innate?"
"I can't figure it out... I only feel it has something to do with his swordsmanship. I have never seen such terrifying innate martial arts in the entire Tianshui Kingdom."
"Yes, I feel the same way. If his cultivation level were higher, I doubt that this sword would directly hit Liu Yu hard!"
"The sword power he showed before already makes people feel that it is not simple. His understanding of the sword is probably unmatched by anyone in Tianshui."
Not only Liu Yu couldn't figure it out, but also the warriors watching the battle in the audience and the people from the remaining two sects couldn't figure it out.
But the one who was most surprised was Bai Ming who was entangled by several elders of Ziyan Sect.
He, who was also only at the tenth level of martial arts, was entangled by many people from the Ziyan Sect and had no time to escape.
Lin Yun was destined to die, but he did not expect to break through the desperate situation, use a sword with his skillful hand, and once again display his innate martial arts.
"Is this really an innate martial skill? Why don't I remember that there are such terrifying fragments of innate sword skills in the Qingyun Sect? It seems that he was mistaken that day. This was his own adventure!"
This was not the first time he saw Lin Yun perform this move, but after seeing the terrifying power again, he had to become suspicious.
But he couldn't care much at the moment. Lin Yun's sword greatly boosted the Qingyun Sect's morale.
"Junior Brother Lin knocked old ghost Liu Yu flying with one sword. Come on, everyone, the Ziyan Sect may not be able to completely defeat our Qingyun Sect today."
"No wonder Liu Yu wants to kill Junior Brother Lin. After all, he is still afraid of Junior Brother Lin growing up. It is really shameless!"
"kill!"
The disciples and elders of the Qingyun Sect, who were originally facing a more difficult situation, were inspired to overwhelm the Ziyan Sect in terms of momentum.
On the high platform, the city lord Bai Qiushui's beautiful eyes were wandering around, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he was staring at Lin Yun.
Pictures that ordinary people could not capture appeared in her eyes bit by bit.
Vaguely, she seemed to see seven green dragon shadows surrounding Lin Yun.
Under the nourishment of the seven dragon shadows, Lin Yun's cultivation level increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Linglong Qiqiao Dan!"
A flash of surprise flashed across Bai Qiushui's eyes, and then his gaze was fixed on Lin Yun's heart.
"That's it! No wonder the breakthrough from the seventh level to the eighth level of martial arts has such an astonishing momentum. This is because someone saw that his bones were not good, so he gave him the Linglong Seven Aperture Pill to make him less likely to go astray in the acquired realm!"
"That swordsmanship... seems to have the shadow of a certain great emperor's descendant. This boy should have some opportunities that ordinary people can't have. This kind of swordsmanship talent is probably not much weaker than the geniuses of the famous families."
Since Lin Yun's appearance, Bai Qiu Shui's eyes have brightened up and he has been observing secretly.
Unfortunately, the opponent was too weak and other than showing off his amazing talent, he didn't reveal much.
It wasn't until Liu Yu's appearance that she truly realized Lin Yun's potential.
Rumble!
The battle on the competition stage became more and more intense, and Bai Qiushui had no intention of stopping it.
After Liu Yu was injured by a sword, he regrouped and attacked Lin Yun again.
But he was injured and could no longer show his peak strength. On the contrary, Lin Yun became more courageous as he fought.
Relying on the power of the dragon and tiger, the momentum is not weak at all, and the peak and perfect Liufeng swordsmanship unfolds like flowing clouds and flowing water.
Somehow, he felt that his understanding of the way of swordsmanship seemed to capture a subtle artistic conception.
This artistic conception is difficult to describe, but it can be clearly felt in the face of Liu Yu's huge pressure.
He felt that the sword in his hand was connected with his own mind.
Various sword moves are displayed without any hindrance, and they seem to be continuously getting stronger.
Just like the sword in your hand, it is not dead, it seems to be alive.
Suddenly, Lin Yun was completely immersed in the battle with the opponent.
Falling into a certain subtle state, the sword moves of the man in Tsing Yi that he had left in the scroll became increasingly clear in his mind.
At this moment, during his battle with Liu Yu, he suddenly became enlightened bit by bit.
The secrets that I didn't understand in the past are now fully understood in today's battle.
For a time, the battle between Lin Yun and Liu Yu seemed even more unconstrained.
Obviously just
The peak and perfect Liufeng Swordsmanship can make people feel that it is ever-changing and there is no trace to be found.
Liu Yu, who was at the tenth level of martial arts, had every advantage, but he couldn't break through Lin Yun's sword power.
There is always a sword coming from God. Just when he thought he had caught the flaw, it struck him unexpectedly.
He was so frightened that he quickly retreated, fearing that the scene of being injured before would happen again.
"Sect Master, we are here to help you!"
Several elders of the Ziyan Sect, when they saw Liu Yu, they could do nothing to Lin Yun. They even seemed to become the opponent's sparring partner. After a long battle, Lin Yun became stronger and stronger.
Four people hurriedly ran out and charged towards Lin Yun together.
"Damn it, Junior Brother Lin, be careful!"
Seeing the four elders of the Ziyan Sect murdering Lin Yun, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect became very anxious.
"Purple Cloud Sword!"
"Splitting Mountain Sword Technique!"
"Tianji Sword!"
"Hundred Cloud Thorn!"
The four elders of the Ziyan Sect each used their unique skills to create sword shadows and spear rays, leaping into the air and killing Lin Yun.
The huge murderous intent gathered together, suddenly awakening Lin Yun who was immersed in a mysterious state.
He seemed to be waking up from a dream, and there seemed to be flames blooming in the depths of his eyes.
Facing the killing moves of these four elders of the Ziyan Sect, the Flower Burial Sword in his hand moved slightly, and a trembling sound was heard.
Rub rub rub rub!
On this chaotic competition stage, the flower-burial sword, as thin as a cicada's wings, sounded a clear and melodious clang.
It seemed like someone was playing the guzheng, and the sound kept making everyone stunned.
"what sound?"
The four elders of the Ziyan Sect suddenly found that the weapons in their hands were shaking uncontrollably.
The powerful killing move gradually became unable to move out of shape. At the moment, his face became anxious and he tried hard to control it.
Taking advantage of the chaos among the four elders of the Ziyan Sect, the flowers appeared from nowhere and appeared from their hands again.
After waking up from his mysterious state, he gained a deeper understanding of Rose Sword Technique.
When the sword was thrust out, three roses bloomed at the same time on the tip of the sword.
Wow!
When the rose flower burst into bloom, countless petals surrounded Lin Yun, rising like a tornado.
For a moment, the sword power surged, and the rose flowers were overwhelming. Under Lin Yun's control, they attacked crazily.
Bang bang bang!
The four elders of Ziyan Sect who flew towards them screamed in agony and were knocked away one after another.
After landing, everyone's eyes showed fear and they all backed away.
Zheng!
When the rose flowers dispersed, the sword in Lin Yun's hand was still clanging loudly and loudly.
"Sword-sounding psychic?"
Bai Qiu Shui stood up suddenly on the high platform, with a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes.
