In the gloomy sky, Lin Yun and Wu Xiaotian on the eaves each took their stances and stood facing each other.
Is this going to be a discussion?
Ji Wuye looked surprised. He didn't expect that his senior brother was so interested in Lin Yun and actually wanted to compete with Lin Yun.
No matter what, Lin Yun is just a rising star, so what if he can really kill the overlord-level Heavenly Soul Monster?
Senior brother can severely damage the overlord monster with one strike, and he is the one who wants to kill the beast king.
No matter how you look at it, senior brother seems a bit "condescending".
With a hint of doubt, Ji Wuye quietly stepped back, staring at the two of them tightly, not daring to miss any details.
Wu Xiaotian had a casual smile on his face. He said it was a discussion, but he didn't seem to care too much.
Under his clothes, the muscles all over his body were loose and flabby, and the violent and unbridled arrogance that he had shown before was completely lost. At a glance, there were almost flaws in his body from top to bottom.
But Lin Yun didn't move, his expression was calm, and he held the hilt of the sword in his left hand. The majestic sword intention deep in his eyes was like a pool of autumn water, not rippled in an ancient well, with a hint of coolness, giving people a feeling of being hidden.
Gradually, the smile on Wu Xiaotian's face faded, and his aura gradually became more condensed. Before, it looked loose and full of flaws, but upon closer inspection, it turned out that without exception, they were all deliberate traps.
"Aren't you going to take action yet?"
As time passed, a look of impatience appeared in the eyes of Ji Wuye who was watching, and the two of them seemed to be too pretentious.
It's just a discussion, does it need to be so serious?
call out!
But at this moment, Ji Wuye suddenly felt his vision blur, and before he could see clearly what was happening, he heard a deafening sword roar. The sword sound was like thunder falling from the nine heavens, and in just a moment, the whole place was destroyed.
The sky and the earth are illuminated.
roar!
At the same time, nine more blood pythons roared one after another, and large areas of bright blood appeared behind Wu Xiaotian.
The two figures flashed each other, and at the moment when they crossed each other, the dazzling sword light met the condensed palm light of the nine blood pythons, and they collided fiercely in this electric light and flint.
Boom!
At this moment, two terrifying momentums intertwined together, soared into the sky, and punched a huge hole in the thick demonic cloud.
Wow!
The dazzling morning light condensed into a golden beam of light through the hole, shrouding Lin Yun and Wu Xiaotian. That kind of light was particularly conspicuous in this endless darkness, and they could be clearly seen even a hundred miles away.
The man's stern face.
Ji Wuye opened his mouth wide, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. Under the golden beam of light in front of him, Lin Yun's long hair was dancing in the sky, Wu Xiaotian's ferocious roaring face, and the respective sharp edges between their palms.
It seemed like it was solidified into eternity in this moment.
It was printed into a picture scroll and was deeply imprinted in Ji Wuye's mind and could not be erased.
boom!
But in fact, the two of them were extremely fast, and with just such a collision, the sparring was over. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Lin Yun's mouth, and he flew backwards a hundred miles with his sword. Wu Xiaotian's face was expressionless, and his right hand slowly dropped.
Countless eyes were attracted by the golden light, but when they turned back, they saw nothing.
The huge hole in the magic cloud has been closed, and everything as far as the eye can see is dark. Lin Yun and Wu Xiaotian can't be seen, as if what they just saw was just an illusion.
"You lost."
Wu Xiaotian said softly with a smile on his lips.
After the flowers were sheathed, Lin Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said softly: "Not necessarily."
Tick! Tick!
Before Wu Xiaotian could fully retract his right hand, there were slight cracks and blood was dripping. His expression kept changing. After a long time, he looked at Lin Yun solemnly and said in a deep voice: "Your sword
The idea is indeed great, but your road is not going to work. You know what I mean."
Lin Yun was noncommittal and did not answer.
"What, what I said is wrong?"
Wu Xiaotian muttered: "The entire Nanhua Ancient Territory, no, the entire Xuanhuang
In the world, no one can master the psychic sword intention before the Tianpo. Even if they are promoted to the Tianpo, before the seven souls are opened, there are only a few people who can master the psychic sword intention. Even if the swordsmanship talent is not inferior to yours, Nangong Wanyu,
I also chose another path.”
"You were defeated by Jiang Ziye and have lost your ambition. Even if you seem to have gotten out of the trough, you still haven't gotten over the fear of the Three Kings and Seven Heroes. You and I are different."
After finishing his words, Lin Yun bowed his hands and left.
Wu Xiaotian's face looked slightly ugly. Lin Yun's last sentence had a great impact on him.
"This guy is a little too crazy."
Ji Wuye walked over and said rather confidently.
In the previous competition, even if it was a draw, Lin Yun would have lost. He knew very well that his senior brother had a trump card that he did not show, and his cultivation also suppressed his realm.
Wu Xiaotian waved his hand and said: "You can't say that, he does have the ability to be crazy. But at the feast of dragons, this person has nothing to worry about. It is too difficult to comprehend the psychic sword intention before the age of twenty..."
"How difficult it is."
"It is a hundred times harder than me to kill the Beast King. He is trying to create a trap, and he will definitely pay the price for it."
They only exchanged one move, but Wu Xiaotian was keenly aware of Lin Yun's ambition and was not optimistic about it at all.
He even asserted that it was no longer a concern during the feast of dragons.
no the same?
Wu Xiaotian stared at Lin Yun's retreating back and snorted in his heart, it is indeed different. I have the qualifications to challenge the three kings and seven heroes, but you are destined to not even have the qualifications.
How can it be the same!
…
Ten days later, Yanlong Mountains, Luolongpo.
Lin Yun revisited his old place. At the end of his sight, there was a sword hanging in the sky, lingering with immortal thunder.
The endless majestic sword intent, as the sword light bloomed, illuminated the towering mountains with a bright and dazzling light.
The nine heavens thundered, and the sword shone brightly!
It was a sword condensed from the boundless sword intention that Lin Yun could not understand at all. The sword contained the swordsman's arrogant will that would last for thousands of years.
“It’s so spectacular.”
Although this was not the first time he saw it, Lin Yun was still extremely shocked. No words could describe the shock in his heart.
It was so powerful that Lin Yun felt that the sword hanging alone in the sky was the monarch of this world. Anyone who dared to be disrespectful in the slightest would suffer disaster and be punished instantly.
Wu Xiaotian said that his path was impassable and that he would never be able to advance to the level of psychic sword intent, but he was a little naive.
He didn't know that Lin Yun had already achieved half-step psychic sword intent. This achievement alone was enough to be proud of the Xuanhuang world.
Although the remaining half step is as difficult as climbing to the sky, when Lin Yun finally takes the half step, the raised foot will always fall. Maybe a year and a half, maybe just one day is enough, and it will always fall.
, just depends on how long it will take.
As for himself, he was frightened out of his wits by the Three Kings and Seven Heroes, and that fear was rooted deep in his heart.
If we can't recognize it clearly, this year's Feast of Dragons will probably repeat the same mistakes and continue to be defeated by the Three Kings and Seven Heroes.
You and I are different.
Lin Yun's words were not said casually.
Whoops!
With a slight tap of his toes on the ground, Lin Yun made several ups and downs and arrived at the foot of the Luolongpo mountain. There was an invisible sword force in front of him, covering the hillside, and Lin Yun did not dare to step forward easily.
The place he was standing was also the place where the Iron Blood Sword Hall buried the Sword Emperor Grass.
"I don't know who left this sword intention."
Lin Yun raised his eyes and looked at the sword on the top of the mountain. He raised his sword power to the limit and looked closely.
Huh?
After a while, Lin Yun let out a sigh and his face changed slightly.
The sword hanging alone on Luolong Slope suddenly moved, and the scene in his eyes suddenly changed.
I saw that ray of sword light suddenly dissipated and merged with the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds in the sky. The endless clouds rolled around.
Rolling and moving, with the surge of sword light, the wind and clouds change, and the weather is myriad.
This is……
This is the innate sword intention, blending with the sky, overlooking the vast earth!
Lin Yun was shocked. The sharp sword on the mountain actually gave him an image of the ultimate in innate sword power. It was really unbelievable.
Wow!
Just when his heart was shocked, the scene was changing. Thousands of sword lights flashed across the sky. Every flicker of sword light would tear the sky apart like a cloth covering the earth.
, there are countless stars falling along the cracks.
At first, there were only hundreds of stars falling from the torn gap, and each ray of starlight seemed to last forever. Gradually, as the sword power strengthened, the torn hole in the sky became larger and larger, and hundreds of shining stars fell from it.
, increased to one thousand, two thousand... eight thousand, nine thousand!
The scene in front of him was so shocking that Lin Yun's heart was filled with waves. Every time the sword light passed by, the light of nine thousand stars fell down, shining the starlight on the sky and the earth. The vast earth was shining brightly. It was a kind of vastness.
A majestic and magnificent vision.
This is the psychic sword intention!
Lin Yun's heart was shocked, and he immediately realized that this was an evolution from the innate sword intention to a stronger psychic sword intention.
When this psychic sword intent reaches its limit, the light of nine thousand stars condenses into nine majestic star swiss. Each star swiss movement is up to one thousand meters in diameter, as if it is composed of five thousand stars.
Between the galaxies and their crazy rotation, the sky seems to be pressed down, and you can reach out and touch it.
Click!
The nine stars dissipated at the same time, the sword hung in the air, thousands of stars withered like flowers, and in the endless and eternal darkness, the sword was only accompanied by the sun and the moon.
Lin Yun had never seen such a big sun and bright moon in his life. They were too huge, eternal and immortal. But in front of that sword, they became surprisingly small.
With one sword, the sun and the moon shine together, and the starlight withers away. Is this a third-grade sword intention that surpasses the psychic sword intention?
it hurts!
Lin Yun didn't have time to think about it, his eyes were extremely painful, two drops of blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and his vision was completely dark.
After a moment of panic, Lin Yunxin gradually calmed down. This should be the senior warning him not to watch anymore.
When he was here before, he couldn't see this kind of sword intention because he didn't practice enough. Now that the sword intention has been promoted to half-step psychic, he can barely see the pictures of three different levels, but it seems not enough to go up.
Night falls.
Lin Yun sat cross-legged, put his hands on his left and right knees, and slowly closed his eyes.
His firefly, which was originally invisible to the naked eye, actually shone in the night and danced up and down. Many powerful monsters in Yanlong Ridge saw this strange scene.
They wanted to come and check it out, but when they thought about the sword on Luolong Slope, they immediately lost their courage and started to tremble all over.
One night passed quietly.
Lin Yun opened his eyes. His stabbed eyes were clear and bright and had long since recovered.
In front of him, there was a ray of firefly light that still lingered. Lin Yun's mind moved slightly, my sword intention stayed there all night?
Although this level of achievement cannot be compared with the thousand-year-old immortal sword power on Luolongpo, it was a huge surprise to Lin Yun.
He stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, and the light of the fireflies suddenly spread out like a dandelion, extremely bright, but it only existed for a moment and then disappeared immediately.
"Thank you, senior."
Lin Yun clasped his hands together, bowed his head towards Luolongpo, and bowed respectfully.
The senior who left behind this ray of sword intent may have left or died. But Lin Yun believed that the other party's will was still there, just like when Murong Jing and others defeated the purple electric demon dragon eagle, it was also helping him.
.
When Lin Yun raised his head again, a ray of arrogance came out in his eyes, and his bright eyes revealed an edge that shocked the world.
Who said that people in the Xuanhuang Realm cannot understand the spirit of the sword?
Who said this road is blocked?
I, Lin Yun, don’t!
[Everyone can guess who left the sword intention on Luolongpo.]
