The nine heavens are thundering, and the sword shines brightly!
There was no word that could describe the shock in Lin Yun's heart at this moment, and he was completely stunned.
Although he knew that the sword intent was divided into nine grades, the innate sword intent was only the first grade, and the innate one was spiritual. But I really don’t know what sword intent there was above the spiritual.
At the end of the field of vision, this sword intent hanging in the nine heavens, lingering with thunder, and with supreme pressure, is definitely not a psychic sword intent.
Because it is too strong, Lin Yun feels that the sword is the monarch of this world. Anyone who sees it must be convinced by it. If there is disrespect, he will suffer a catastrophe.
Even though the master of the sword intent has been dead for thousands of years, it still silently shows the style of the past.
Lin Yun was filled with passion, this was the swordsman!
The strong man who fought fiercely with the Flame Dragon a thousand years ago and left behind the legend was a swordsman. He was excited all over his body. This was the glory of the swordsman and the pride of our swordsman.
When will I be so strong?
Lin Yun clenched his right fist, holding his breath, and concentrating his mind, completely a mood of longing and admiration. His expression was solemn and solemn, as if he had any bad actions that would desecrate this senior.
One day, the sword intent between me will hang in nine heavens, one hundred years, one thousand years, and one thousand years!
After a long time, Lin Yun's heart calmed down slightly. After adapting to the dazzling sword light, he flashed and rushed forward. He wanted to see who the so-called young master was.
There is such a powerful force behind it, and it has been deployed for thirty years, burying a seed of the Sword Emperor Grass here.
It is difficult to understand the sword intent. Lin Yun was able to fight across borders. A large part of the reason is that his sword intent is the best in all directions and can rank among the top in the entire Nanhua Ancient Domain, and belongs to the existence of phoenix and fog.
Lin Yun felt a little unhappy when he thought of this guy, he refined a carefully prepared sword emperor grass for no reason. The sword intent could reach a level comparable to himself. His innate sword intent was a life-threatening life, and after hardships, he had only been
Coming to this point.
Whoosh swish swish swish!
He was agile and introverted, and he quietly shuttled between the woods.
After a while, I finally saw some situations.
The shocking sword was hanging on the top of a mountain, hidden in the clouds and mist. At the foot of the mountain, there were elites from the Iron Blood Sword Sect stationed here, and at first glance, there were many masters.
Lin Yun thought to himself, no wonder he had never seen many masters of the Iron Blood Sword Sect before.
It turned out that they all ran here. Among the stars, a handsome young man in white sat cross-legged and his eyes were slightly closed. On his side, there was a middle-aged man in gray with an unfathomable aura and a sperm in his eyes.
The distance between the lights and the distance makes people terrified.
The strong man of Tianpo!
Lin Yun's face changed slightly. There was a powerful man in Tianpo who protected him. I was afraid that this man was of a very large background. Looking at his vision, in addition to the middle-aged man in gray, there was also a famous old man in black who had a half-step Tianpo.
Cultivation is wearing the costume of the Iron Blood Sword Sect.
This is the leader of the Iron Blood Sword Sect, what a big formation!
A strange color flashed in his eyes, and Lin Yun was secretly shocked. The young man in white was probably quite big.
It is said that it comes from Mujian City, which is a city full of sword halls. Like Tianling City, it is also one of the seven main cities of Leizhou. It is just that it has a greater reputation. Everyone practices swords and there are sword halls everywhere.
It can be regarded as a holy land for swordsmen.
Before Lin Yun came, he heard about it.
The sword hall where the young man in white is located can be at least ranked among the top three in Mujian City, otherwise there is no need for the Iron Blood Sword Sect to send all his outings for him.
"It's time to leave."
Lin Yun withdrew his gaze.
With such a large formation, not to mention that Tianpo's powerful man, he could not afford to offend the Iron Blood Sword Sect alone, and this muddy water cannot be mixed up.
Besides, he still has some serious things to do.
Whoosh!
Lin Yun opened his arms, flashed his body, and then fell from the treetops. The moment his feet fell to the ground, his heart suddenly paused, and when he looked up, he saw four figures appearing directly in front of him.
The four of them were slightly surprised when they saw Lin Yun falling down, and seemed quite surprised.
Looking up, Lin Yun's face changed slightly. Among the four, except for the middle-aged man in black who was injured by his punch, the other two were also in the Yin-Yang realm with a small cultivation level.
The most troublesome thing is that one of the four people has a white-haired old man who has achieved great success in the Yin-Yang realm.
The danger he brought to him before came from this white-haired old man.
"The deputy sect leader, it was him. He stole my Fire Dragon Fruit before!"
After the middle-aged man in black woke up, he immediately said loudly, with a strong murderous intent flashing in his eyes and his face was extremely gloomy. Lin Yun's punch before almost cost him half his life, and he was in great pain.
The ribs on my chest are still very painful!
Trouble...
In fact, the biggest trouble is not the people in front of him. Lin Yun is afraid of disturbing the masters under Luolongpo. Especially the powerful man in Tianpo, once he takes action, he will definitely be in danger.
In the withered sea, he had seen the horror of the powerful man in Tianpo.
Just a loud shout shattered his peak and perfect innate sword intent, and he had no power to compete with him.
"A cat and dog, you dare to scatter in the territory of my Iron Blood Sword Sect, and you don't know how to live or die!"
The deputy leader of the Iron Blood Sword Sect, named Tang Ying, has a very bad temper and has almost no nonsense. He flashed his body, raised his hand and printed it down. Look at his voice, he clearly wanted Lin Yun to kneel down and beg for mercy.
Lin Yun was not surprised when he changed. The Zi Yuan sword force and the Canglong Nine Changes were running at the same time. The thunder pattern and true energy on his body merged, and it gathered in his right fist.
Bang!
With a loud noise, blood stains spilled out of the corner of Lin Yun's mouth, and he was shaken away. He took three steps back before he could barely stand firm.
So strong!
A look of fear flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. Is this the strength of the Yin-Yang Realm?
After reaching the Yin-Yang realm, the true essence will undergo a qualitative change, and the Yin-Yang will be conserved and merged into one. That kind of qualitative change that is transformed is not particularly obvious in the small-scale realm.
Lin Yun was in the Yangxuan Realm, relying on the Zi Yuan Sword Technique and Canglong Jiu Transformation to compete in the Yin-Yang Realm, and even crushing his opponents, which was already quite amazing.
But when the Yin-Yang realm is complete, the true essence changes, like a stream turning into a river, and the huge gap is completely incomparable.
He suffered a big loss in the first fight.
"I have some skills, no wonder the unscrupulous elder in my sect is vulnerable to you."
A strange color flashed in Tang Ying's eyes and said coldly: "Super the flame dragon fruit, I will let you go, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless. If you can take one palm, you can still take ten palms!"
Damn it!
Lin Yun was extremely aggrieved. The other party's arrogant attitude was really too deceptive.
He was determined to use the Purple Flame Thunder Emperor Whip and fight with this man, but when he thought of the terrifying formations in Luolongpo, he had to give up.
Although the great success of Yin and Yang Realm is terrible, it cannot be kept.
But once you are entangled by this person, Tianpo will take action and will inevitably die.
"Dog thing, the deputy sect leader asked you to hand over the flame dragon fruit, didn't you hear it?"
The middle-aged man in black felt extremely happy when he saw Lin Yun in such a embarrassing manner and said viciously.
Lin Yun thought like lightning and pondered: "The flame dragon fruit has been eaten by my blood dragon horse."
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful murderous intent fell on Lin Yun. Tang Ying's wrinkled face showed an extremely cold smile, and said in a cold voice: "At a young age, I'm playing tricks on me,
I think you're desperate!"
Seeing that he was about to approach again, Lin Yun hurriedly said, "Slowly! Although the flame dragon fruit is gone, there is something that should enter your eyes."
As he spoke, he gently patted the storage bag and took out the guard egg of the magic dragon eagle.
Wow!
The colorful beast egg, which was like a divine stone and full of majestic spirit, had just been taken out. Tang Ying's eyes stared straight at him, and his greed was undoubtedly revealed.
Tang Ying said coldly with a blank expression on his face: "Come here and put this thing slowly on the ground."
Lin Yun walked forward carefully, reached out to hold the beast egg, slowly bent down, and placed it on the ground. No one noticed that the extremely hard guard egg was squeezed open by Lin Yun when he was placed on the ground.
Invisible gaps.
But just as Lin Yun put the animal egg on the ground, Tang Ying's aura burst out with a blast of momentum, and his true energy was in agitation, and his clothes were dancing.
A terrifying aura rose up on him, and he stepped out his sprint and stepped on Lin Yun's right hand hard on the ground.
Click!
The sound of bone breaking sounded, and his palm was clearly broken under his kick.
Lin Yun looked pale in pain, his cheeks trembled, and his clenched teeth made a creaking sound.
Ten years of heart-to-heart connection, and it’s all over the place right now.
You can imagine how painful this kick was.
"This thing is good, it's worth the Fire Dragon Fruit. But you finally hurt my Iron Blood Sword Sect. You can be avoided by the death penalty, but you can't escape the death penalty."
Tang Ying looked cold and raised his hand and kicked Lin Yun in the chest.
Click! Click! Click!
The sound of a broken rib sounded, and the middle-aged man in black laughed cruelly, feeling relieved in his heart.
With one kick, Lin Yun's ribs that had been trained to Canglong Jiubian were broken. This is a trait of Tang Ying's cruelty.
But it's not finished yet!
Lin Yunren was in the air, and before he could even land, he saw several sword lights. Under the infusion of the Yin-Yang Realm True Energy, it was like lightning, breaking through the sky.
Puchi!
Seven holes immediately appeared on his chest, and blood kept flowing out, and soon dyed his blue shirt red.
Lin Yun was immediately severely injured, his face was pale, no trace of blood, and his breath was extremely weak.
Tang Ying put his sword back into the sheath, sucked the first egg on the ground into his hand with one palm, and showed a look of pride on his face. He looked at Lin Yun coldly and shouted: "Get out."
Lin Yun staggered up, walked a few steps, and fell down weakly again.
But he held on and got up with one hand and continued to walk into the forest.
"Deputy Master, letting him go like this is too cheap." The middle-aged man in black, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and he said angrily.
Tang Ying said lightly: "Have you ever seen the Yang Xuan Realm leader who can't die with my palm? This kid obviously has some origin. If I kill him, it will definitely lead to the elders behind him. It's just a little more trouble. Let's hurt him hard for the time being.
It is enough to leave hidden dangers for the young master’s major events.”
"What's more,..."
Tang Ying turned his tone, stared at the beast egg in his palm, with an expression of ecstasy on his face, and pondered: "I have never seen the strength of this thing before. If it can be refined, I may not be able to advance to the perfection of Yin and Yang realm!"
...
In the dense forest, Lin Yun walked all the way, and there was blood everywhere along the way.
Tang Ying was too vicious and bullied him with his cultivation level of Yin and Yang Realm. Not only did he break his palm and kick his chest and ribs, he also kept it on him with his cultivation level of Yin and Yang Realm.
Seven holes.
Every hole is a vital part of the body. If he hadn't been strong in his body, he would have died.
But even so, the blood was almost half flowing, Lin Yun was extremely injured, and he was so numb. His face was withered. After just a moment, he looked extremely horrible and miserable.
Da! Da! Da! Da!
When his consciousness was about to blur, the familiar sound of horse hooves sounded, and the blood dragon horse was charred and appeared in a mess.
Obviously, the two guys suffered a lot in the process of attracting Lin Yun to escape the Demon Dragon Eagle.
But when it saw Lin Yun lying on the ground, his expression suddenly changed, especially the seven holes on his chest, which was extremely anxious. After a while, his eyes became hazy, filled with mist, and he was extremely sad.
It kept rubbing Lin Yun's face with its head, as if this would make Lin Yun feel more comfortable.
"You drama master, come to play me again. I can't die. Don't cry, don't cry."
Lin Yun squeezed out a smile on his withered face and comforted it.
The Blood Dragon Horse didn't listen and turned around and left whenever it sounded.
I don’t know how long it took, but when Lin Yun was about to fall into a coma, the Blood Dragon Horse ran back. There were a lot of scars on its body, especially a hideous wound on its forehead, which looked extremely terrifying.
But he had a strange fruit in the corner of his mouth, and two rows of front teeth were exposed, looking extremely happy.
When he came close to him, he chewed all the branches and leaves of the different fruits. When only the different fruits were left, put them on Lin Yun's chest and kept pressing them on his head. It seemed that he was saying, yours, yours.
Lin Yun looked at the wound on its forehead and looked at the terrifying wound on its forehead, but couldn't laugh.
He held the strange fruit and tried to stuff it into his mouth several times, but he couldn't swallow it. He couldn't swallow it. He didn't have this face, but when he looked at the expectant eyes of the Blood Dragon Horse, he had to stuff it into his mouth.
When I swallowed it, tears flowed out in a very unscrupulous manner.
A trace of chill in the boy's eyes appeared before, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. He gritted his teeth and spit out four words on his pale lips: "Iron Blood Sword Gate!"
The broken right hand, regardless of the severe pain, stubbornly clenched into a fist and hit the ground hard.