The promotion of Ziyuan Sword Technique is much more difficult than the promotion of cultivation level, but I didn't expect that I would get an unexpected encounter here.
kill!
He jumped into the air, stretched out his arms, and landed in the third Taoist platform. As soon as he landed, the sound of dragons and tigers roared in his body. Before the three stone sculptures could launch an attack, he took the initiative to start fighting.
The clouds follow the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, the dragon roars and the tiger roars, the wind and clouds rise together!
The eleven purple electric dragon pythons wandering around him evolved into the vision of dragons roaring and tigers roaring. Lin Yun used the Dragon-Tiger Fist that he had not used for a long time, fighting at close range and attacking with force.
Since he couldn't draw his sword, Lin Yun had no choice but to find another way and use all his methods.
Although the power of Dragon Tiger Fist is low, it is blessed with the peak sword intention and the power of the Azure Dragon Sword. His arrogant body is enough to fight.
He finally figured it out. The test of these nine levels is whether you have enough methods. If you don't have enough methods, you won't be able to cope with it. He walked along the way, step by step. Almost all the boxing and martial arts he learned reached the legendary level.
Huajing can be picked up and used anytime and anywhere.
When all three stone sculptures were destroyed, countless light spots came in again, and the number of purple kites reached an astonishing ninety-five, with two petals growing continuously.
How terrible!
Lin Yun was ecstatic in his heart. This opportunity was really unprecedented. It was really possible for his Purple Kite Sword Art to hit the eleventh level here.
If he could reach the eleventh level, even if he hadn't been promoted to the Yin-Yang realm, he would be able to easily crush ordinary masters who had perfected the Yin-Yang realm.
war!
His fighting spirit was surging, his heart was filled with passion, and he stepped onto the fourth stage with invincibility.
"Want to draw the sword? Let's wait first..."
After repeated battles, Lin Yun had a full understanding of this stone sculpture. As soon as he landed on the ground, he raised his hand and slapped it down.
The wind blows for nine days, and the clouds are drunk in all directions!
Big! Wind! Strong!
A light breeze suddenly rose above the Taoist platform. It was not an ordinary wind, but the wind of the beginning, one of the six qi of heaven and earth in ancient times. A strong wind suddenly appeared, and the entire Taoist platform trembled violently under this palm.
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The four stone sculptures were swaying this way and that in the wind. They struggled hard and had no time to draw their swords.
die!
With a cold light in his eyes, Lin Yun took a step forward, united his fist and sword, and took a picture of the person passing by. Four rays of light and shadow separated from the person in mid-air, and each light and shadow punched out a punch, hitting the head of the stone sculpture.
Under the pressure of the strong wind, these four stone sculptures could not move at all, and were immediately exploded.
Whoosh!
Time was limited, so he almost didn't stop. Four figures overlapped in mid-air, and Lin Yun rose up in the air and jumped onto the fifth stage. The broken light points chased him, like a tail of flame, and kept pouring into it.
in vivo.
boom!
When he fell, the purple kite petals increased by one more, reaching ninety-six, one step away from breaking through the eleventh level.
There are only four petals missing from the hundred petals.
"This guy has so many tricks up his sleeve."
The remnant soul in the fragments of the broken sword was secretly surprised. Although he seemed to be young, he could master a frightening number of secret techniques. And it was not just a list of them, he was proficient in them all and could integrate them with ease.
Rather than biting off more than one can chew, the various methods complement each other, promote each other, and the power of the various methods increases when they are integrated with each other.
However, after reaching the fifth level, Lin Yun's speed slowed down.
The five stone sculptures can cooperate with each other to form a simple sword formation. With the blessing of the sword formation, the pressure suddenly increases. But once you successfully break through the level, the benefits you get will also skyrocket, which is already five times that of the first level.
After a long time, Lin Yun, his green clothes stained with blood, landed on the ninth Taoist platform.
Wow!
The moment he landed, a chill immediately shot up from his toes, and he couldn't help but shiver.
"It's so cold."
Lin Yun's expression changed slightly. He felt that his true energy was somewhat restricted under the attack of the cold. The blood all over his body seemed to be frozen, and the cold air overflowed as it flowed. As long as he slacked off a little, he would be immediately frozen.
.
Something weird!
Lin Yun suddenly became more nervous than ever before. This level was very terrifying, many times more difficult than the previous eight levels combined.
The nine stone sculptures standing in different directions are all covered with battle armor, and the swords in their hands are all extraordinary. When they are unsheathed, they will be shocking and sharp.
"Eight thousand years of fame and fame are dusty, and ninety thousand miles of sword light are everywhere! The bright moon will last forever, and the sword sect will be immortal!"
While they were in shock and doubt, the nine stone sculptures came to life one after another. The stone patterns on their faces gradually receded and they turned into living people. They spoke at the same time.
The ancient vicissitudes of voice sounded in their mouths. The nine people were wearing purple battle armor, with their long hair fluttering in the wind, and their sword intent. They were all at the peak of the innate perfection.
"this?"
Lin Yun stood on his head with hair all over his body, his expression extremely solemn.
Click!
Nine sonorous sounds rang out, and the nine long swords were unsheathed. The sword light danced like a bright moon in the sky, dazzling and dazzling. Lin Yun was dazzled by the light, and his mind was in a trance for a moment.
kill!
In this moment of trance, nine purple-armored swordsmen came to kill him at the same time. Each sword was pointed at Lin Yun's vitals, and in one breath, all his escape routes were blocked.
The fierce innate sword intent criss-crossed, controlling Lin Yun like a cage.
Damn it!
Lin Yun woke up with a start, cursed, and then shouted angrily.
The Seven Killing Seals of Buddhism!
In the midst of lightning and flint, he formed a seal with his hands. When the seal was formed, the majestic killing intent was superimposed seven times, and the heavy killing intent immediately dissipated like water.
Click, click, click!
The cage formed by the intertwining of many innate sword intentions was shaken by the waves and shattered one after another.
The nine purple-armored swordsmen who flew down from mid-air suddenly seemed as if they were stuck in a quagmire, and their movements became extremely stiff. But the sword intent on their bodies was terrifyingly powerful, and their willpower was even more astonishing. They were covered in purple clothes like jade, and their swords were shining brightly.
They stood up violently, wanting to use their strength together to crush this overwhelming murderous intention.
Seven Killing Fist, the common people are angry!
Lin Yun had no way out. He was already on the verge of death and had to fight with all his strength.
He leaped into the air, his face became extremely angry in an instant, and he was as ferocious as a beast. There were even traces of blood on his face, and his face was extremely distorted. The anger in his eyes was like substance, forming two condensed flames, bursting out from his eyes.
.
boom!
This punch was in mid-air, knocking the purple-armored swordsman closest to him violently away.
Seven killing fists, complaining about injustice!
roar!
He looked up to the sky and roared angrily. The roar filled the sky with resentment, and bursts of wailing and whining sounds seemed to come from the mouths of thousands of people. The red ground was thousands of miles away, with mountains of bones and rivers of blood. This was a purgatory on earth, and the forest
Clouds are seen rising from the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, carrying boundless resentment and soaring into the sky.
As soon as the purple-armored swordsman landed, he stepped forward and hit him in the chest. The cracks in the armor that had exploded on his chest had no time to recover, and the surging fist light was poured into it.
Click! Click! Click!
The traces of cracks on the armor then spread all over the body, and electric light overflowed from the cracks. At the end, the cracks continued to expand, and with a bang, they completely shattered.
The armor was destroyed!
Lin Yun was overjoyed. This armor was extraordinary at first glance, comparable to his Canglong battle body. Without a sword in his hand, it would be really difficult to deal with it, but it would obviously be much easier once it was destroyed.
"Boy, you only have one stick of incense left."
At this moment, a faint voice sounded from the fragments of the broken sword, and an incense stick was lit at the end of the nine-venerable Taoist platform.
Lin Yun was slightly distracted when he saw the purple-clothed swordsman whose armor was destroyed by him, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He immediately took this opportunity to step back. Light surged from his body, and a brand-new armor was being condensed.
kill!
At the same time, the two purple-armored swordsmen struggled out of the thick quagmire formed by the gathering murderous intent. With a cold shout, they each took action and killed him.
Lin Yun had long expected that the quagmire formed by the superposition of his own murderous intent would not be able to stay trapped for too long for those who mastered the innate sword intent.
He just wanted to hit and kill a purple-armored swordsman before he could hit him. That would reduce the pressure a lot.
I'm having some trouble now...
Lin Yun's heart was beating wildly, and the blood in his body was boiling. He glanced at the two swordsmen who were coming to kill him.
So what about trouble?
At this point, he will definitely fight to the death and fight to the end.
