If she hadn't known that Yi Yun had defeated the powerful Jun Yue before, and didn't know what method he used to defeat Qian Shui, which was really a remarkable achievement, then Feng Lin would have doubted whether Yi Yun had a mental problem.
He had never used a sword before, so he dared to use the sword moves he had just learned to hit her with all his strength.●⌒,
"In Tai'a Divine City, there is a holy place for understanding swords. I am lucky enough to enter the Holy Land of Swords and gain some understanding." Yi Yun explained vaguely. Feng Lin was startled after hearing this. Tai'a Divine City is a holy place for understanding swords?
"What is the Holy Land of Swords? Isn't it just the Tomb of Swords and the Tomb of Swords!" At this moment, the vitality message of an elder from the Seventy-Two Pagodas of Yunlong rang in Feng Lin's ears.
This old man knew that there were two secret places in the Tai'a Divine City, the so-called Knife Tomb and the Sword Tomb.
The Tomb of Swords and the Tomb of Swords are regarded as treasures by the Tai'a Divine City. The guys from Tai'a Divine City guarded this place very tightly, and they also believed that this was a relic left by an emperor-level powerhouse.
The history cannot be verified, and it is a holy place for swordsmen and swordsmen all over the world.
However, in the opinion of the elder of the Yunlong Kingdom, this is all deliberate deification and bragging. Although he has not seen the Sword Tomb and the Sword Tomb, he knows that over the years in Tai'a Divine City, sages have continued to enter the Sword Tomb and the Sword Tomb.
Among them, after comprehending the way of swords and swords, those sages who have comprehended the sword tomb and the sword tomb are not a bunch of weak scum?
In the Tai'a Divine City in the past dynasties, the city owner was only a little feared.
Not to mention whether the grade of the knife tomb and the sword tomb are as described in the Tai'a Divine City. Taking a step back, what if they are the relics left by the emperor?
After millions of years of studying the sword tomb, Yi Yun has not figured out the tricks. How can Yi Yun, the junior, do it and change the world?
"Lin'er, this kid is just bluffing. Any uncontrollable power will hurt you. It's all psychological warfare. If Sword Tomb could understand that kind of sword move, Tai'a Divine Kingdom would have surpassed Yunlong Divine Kingdom long ago.
Will you be scared by a shepherd boy and ask for help everywhere?"
"You don't need to pay attention to him at all. Just attack with all your strength. It is his own fault to really kill Yi Yun. We are here. You can rest assured that we are also reasonable. Tai'a Divine City does not dare to do anything to you."
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The elder in white who transmitted the message was half of Feng Lin's teacher. Feng Lin learned the laws of water from this elder in white.
"Lin'er knows, no matter how good Yi Yun's swordsmanship is, I will use all my strength to strike out with this sword."
Feng Lin did not look down upon Yi Yun. Her aura was constantly rising, as if she had become a beautiful mountain peak that could not be looked up to.
On the elder's table, Cang Yan's knuckles tapped on the table again and again, and sweat was already forming in his thin palms.
What on earth is this kid doing? Is he really going to use the moves he learned in Sword Tomb to face Feng Lin?
"Cang Yan, Yi Yun enlightened to the sword in the sword tomb?"
At this moment, the serious voice of the Lord of Tai'a Divine City sounded in Cang Yan's ears.
Cang Yan felt bitter in her heart. Yi Yun learned the sword, but he brought it with him.
He gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, this kid strongly requested to go to the Sword Tomb a few days ago. The old man originally wanted to kill his spirit, so he made a condition and took him to the Sword Tomb. Who would miss him..."
"A few days ago... with killing vigor..." the middle-aged scribe repeated these words, not knowing what he was thinking.
Cang Yan was helpless. If Yi Yun didn't practice swordsmanship well, how could he learn swordsmanship? It was really not a worry.
At this time, Cang Yan had no time to explain anything, and eighteen Feng Lin, together with Feng Lin's dharma totem, raised their swords.
The sword light intertwined and filled the sky. Looking from a distance, it seemed as if there was an endless ocean in the sky. This ocean was vast and sparkling.
The ultimate form of water is the vast ocean.
Everyone held their breath. From the beginning of this competition, Feng Lin's moves always gave people a shocking feeling.
At this moment, Feng Lin drew her sword. Eighteen rays of sword light, together with the sword of the Dharma Totem, merged into the ocean. The ocean set off a huge wave. The huge wave was murderous. It was not a shadow of vitality.
Rather, it is formed from the condensed sword energy.
There were more than one wave, one wave after another, each wave higher than the last. There were nine major waves in total, rushing toward Yi Yun like mountains.
This wave is full of terrifying sword energy!
At that moment, the warriors watching the battle under the Shenhuang Platform, especially those facing the huge waves, all felt that the sword energy seemed to be pressed between their eyebrows, making them frightened. Many people were already in the
Involuntarily retreating.
The power of the sword alone made these geniuses retreat involuntarily. One can imagine how terrifying Feng Lin's sword was!
At this time, Yi Yun's body appeared extremely small in front of the angry sea and roaring waves. He was as insignificant as a small boat in the storm.
Yi Yun tightened his grip on the Qi Light Sword. In Yi Yun's field of vision, time seemed to have stopped, and the surging waves seemed to become extremely slow.
He just stood quietly in front of this huge wave. In his mind, the huge sword mark in Chunyang Sword Palace became more and more clear. He seemed to see the scene when the master of the Sword Palace slashed that sword.
There was also the world-destroying battle that took place in a different time and space. The bronze giant wielded a giant halberd and chopped off a corner of the world, but his head was almost cut off by the master of the Sword Palace!
Yi Yun could not reproduce the sword moves of the Master of Chunyang Sword Palace, but Yi Yun captured a hint of the artistic conception of the sword moves in this image.
This artistic conception slowly merged with the sword moves Yi Yun learned in the Sword Tomb.
For a moment, Yi Yunfu felt as if something was suddenly touched in his soul, and he understood everything.
He closed his eyes and turned a blind eye to the roaring sea. Unknowingly, Yi Yun raised his sword and swung it down gently!
At that moment, the vitality of heaven and earth was drained, and all the breath condensed into sword energy. These sword energy roared from all directions, and condensed into a huge phantom of the divine sword in the sky!
This sword is very similar to the sword held by the owner of the Sword Palace back then! But now Yi Yun is using the sword moves from the Sword Tomb.
It's just that... Yi Yun added an indescribable artistic conception to the Sword Tomb sword moves.
This is the artistic conception of Chunyang Sword Palace Jianhen. This artistic conception is like a god coming to the earth and arrogating the common people!
"Buzz"
In the auditorium, some sword testers had their swords whistling and making clear sword chants. Some swords even vibrated violently and unsheathed without the owner's control.
out!
"My sword!"
Someone hurriedly held down his sword. The weaker the trialist, the greater the impact on their sword!
In the void, the huge divine sword that formed as Yi Yun swung down his sword had already cut down on the violent waves!
It was very strange. There was no sound in such a fierce collision, as if everything in the world was collectively speechless at this moment.
The huge waves were separated by this sword, just like the mountains were cut off by the divine sword!
After cutting through the first huge wave, the divine sword continued its power unabated and was as powerful as breaking a bamboo.
One huge wave after another was cut away one after another, and the sharp edge of the divine sword cut straight between Feng Lin's eyebrows!
"What!?"
Seeing the powerful sword energy coming, Feng Lin was horrified. At that moment, she really felt the crisis of death!
"Lin'er!"
At this time, at the elders' table, an elder in white robes suddenly stood up!
At the same time, Feng Lin pointed her sword, and behind her, seventeen water mirror images, together with Feng Lin's legal totem, rushed straight towards the sword light.
"Peng!"
With a violent impact, seventeen water mirror images exploded together, turning into countless water mist and disappearing. Together with Feng Lin's legal totem, it was also chopped open by the sword light.
Feng Lin's body was shaken violently, and a sword mark was slashed diagonally from Feng Lin's shoulder to her thigh. Her body flew backwards like this!
While flying upside down, Feng Lin felt that her body was almost torn apart by the sword energy!
If the body is torn apart, death will undoubtedly occur!
But at this moment, her body suddenly became light, and an old man in white robe appeared behind her like a ghost. The old man in white robe took Feng Lin with one hand and waved his sleeve with the other hand!
"Peng!"
There was an explosion, and the phantom of the giant sword condensed by sword energy was shattered by a blow from the white-robed elder!
However, the shattered giant sword still produced many small sword energy, which spread out wantonly, making chichichi sounds. These sword energy wandered in the air for a long time...
"This sword energy!"
The white-robed old man's eyes narrowed, and this sword energy actually had a trace of immortality.
Obviously, his power is far greater than Yi Yun, and he can defeat the sword energy in an instant, but the defeated sword energy is still lethal, which is really frightening.
At this time, Feng Lin, who was rescued by the old man in white robe, was already as pale as paper.
There was a shocking wound on her body, which almost cut her body open. If the old man in white robe had not suddenly appeared, Feng Lin might have been killed by Yi Yun's sword.
The entire audience fell silent when they saw this scene.
Feng Lin's terrifying final move, nineteen swords combined into one, was broken by Yi Yun? And it was broken so powerfully?
Even Feng Lin herself was almost killed by Yi Yun!
What kind of move is this? Isn’t it terrible?
There are elders from Tai'a City who recognize this move as the sword move in Sword Tomb, but how can the move in Sword Tomb be so powerful?
"This sword...how could it happen?"
The Lord of Tai'a Divine City felt incredible. He vaguely felt that this sword was different from the moves in the Sword Tomb.
It was hard for him to tell where that little difference was. Could it be that Yi Yun added it?
As for Cang Yan, as the person who personally took Yi Yun to the sword tomb, he looked like he had seen a ghost when he saw Yi Yun's last sword move.
He still doesn't understand what's going on?
"This kid...he..."
Cang Yan looked at Yi Yun, her eyelids twitching slightly.
At this time, Yi Yun's right hand holding the sword was actually covered in blood.
On his arm, blood vessels burst open and blood flowed freely, as if it was fished out of a blood pool. It was shocking!
Yi Yun's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, as if it was difficult to hold the sword.
This sword actually caused all the blood vessels in Yi Yun's right hand to burst!