Lin Moyun made the phoenix dance in the sky, and his whole body jumped high, like a phoenix flying. The flying rainbow sword in his hand drifted across the blue sky and white clouds without any flaws. This move was high and hit the ground with one sword, and the momentum was brilliant and rapid.
With the sword energy that is even cold in the bone marrow, the sharpness of the sword is so terrible that it cannot resist!
A sword light flew in slanted, like a shocking lightning, like a long rainbow passing through the sky. This sword technique changes at will are the supreme realm in martial arts, and can be regarded as an unparalleled sword technique in the world.
Marshal Yisheng had already noticed the strong murderous intent coming from behind, and a fatal sense of crisis lingered in his heart. He was about to turn around, and lightning struck the wound of his defunct right arm. The severe pain made him stop turning.
body.
At this time, Lin Mo and the sword seemed to have merged into one. The sword light was like a flying rainbow, and it pierced directly. The sword light was brilliant and rapid, without any change, and there was not even a second move, which would have all the skills of the whole body.
Incorporating into this sword, no change is sometimes the best change.
This sword is formed before the move is taken, and the spirit remains after the move has been taken, so that the hardness becomes the softest, and the unchange becomes the change.
No one can describe the splendor and glory of this sword, nor can one can describe the speed of this sword. It is no longer just a sword, but a blow of Thunder God and a blow of lightning.
Leng Chuluo's eyes could not hide the bright light. He stared at the sword blankly, as if he had some clarity. He completely ignored his injured body and held the Dao Sword in his right hand tightly, Tianzhan, thinking about something
He started dancing the sword in his hand, but he didn't expect that when he saw the flying immortal from the sky, he fell into an enlightenment!
The sword light directly broke through the lightning cover surrounding Marshal Yisheng and pierced directly into the back of his head.
The flawless and purrless sword ended.
The first half of the Feihong Sword's sword body completely penetrated into its head, but it was impossible to take another step forward due to the mask's barrier.
[Congratulations to the host for completing the side mission and killing the saints! Killing members of the Heavenly Court, Marshal Yi, one of the four saints of the North Pole, will be rewarded with a six-star residual "Nine-Dragon True Sutra"!]
After a long breath, Lin Mo was spreading to the ground. Although he had a sword move and the sword intent carried by the Feihong Sword, he perfectly restored the Feixian from the Sky, but this move still exhausted 90% of his true nature.
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After a little breathing adjustment, the time for possession had passed, and Lin Mo's realm fell back to the early stage of the Bone Shaping Realm, but his mental power had condensed into the prototype of the soul, which was an unexpected joy.
Lin Mo stepped forward to remove Marshal Yisheng's mask. This thing needs to be recognized by him before it can be inherited. For Lin Mo today, it seems that he can only return to the underworld in exchange for some suitable pills.
The medicine is over.
Marshal Yisheng's face was an ordinary middle-aged man. It was said that he died too unfairly. He did not show his true skills from beginning to end. He was too worried and afraid of his hands and feet.
Mo and Leng Chuluo teamed up to find an opportunity to kill him.
Lin Mo looked at the hilt of a flying knife on the ground with a little thought. The blade had been completely shattered by Marshal Yisheng's punch before. It was this sword that gave him a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Who made this knife?
Then the flying rainbow sword in Marshal Yisheng's head instantly turned into shattering, and the flying immortal from the sky had reappeared in the world. I guess it had no regrets anymore.
What surprised Lin Mo was that a stream of light from the shattered sword body directly reflected into the eyebrows of Leng Chuluo, who had closed his eyes and frowned, and kept holding the Taoist sword. Tianzhan and stabbed him from time to time.
Leng Chuluo's originally tightened eyebrows also stretched out and stabbed another sword. This sword had already taken the prototype of the previous intention of the Flying Immortals in the Sky.
Lin Mo looked at Leng Chuluo, who was still in an enlightenment state, and he couldn't help but look envious. The flowing light was probably the residual meaning of flying immortals in the Feihong Sword. If Leng Chuluo could reproduce this move, his strength would be
I'm afraid there will be a surge.
Even though he was envious, Lin Mo had no regrets. He had his own way to go. The meaning of flying immortals from the sky was not consistent with him, and he used a knife.
However, Lin Mo began to think about the possibility that Leng Chuluo was the son of luck in this world. Whether it was the sudden enlightenment of the flying immortal from the sky, or the lightning in the thunder net just now, Marshal Yi Sheng, who instinctively successfully turned around, stopped his pace.
No matter how you look at this coincidence, it is a bit related to luck.
There was also the sudden flying knife. Lin Mo's soul power had already investigated the direction of his flying, and there was no one anymore.
Is it Tang Yu?
After letting go of these thoughts, Lin Mo plundered Marshal Yisheng's space equipment and then guarded Leng Chuluo, who had suddenly realized, began to read the remaining chapters of the "Nine Sky True Sutra" that he had long wanted in his mind.
I have to say that Zhang Sanfeng is indeed a stunning genius. The practice of "Nine Heavens True Sutra" completely abandons the original dantian cultivation, but condenses the nine major acupoints. Each acupoint is equivalent to a dantian, and from this Taoist sect
Only by sitting on the basics of the practice can one’s own three meridians not fall into imbalance.
Then, except for a wisp of divine attention to the movements of the outside world, all the rest of his energy was spent on practicing the "Nine Heavens Sutra".
One hour later, the bright moon rises.
Leng Chuluo also woke up from his previous enlightenment. He looked at the sword in his hand thoughtfully, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Then he thanked Lin Mo, who also succeeded, and said, "Thank you, Brother Lin. Although I don't know why, I have basically understood the sword move of Feixian in the Sky."
Lin Mo nodded politely and said, "Brother Leng, you owe me a favor. The flying rainbow sword contains the sword intent of the person who created this move. That sword intent has chosen you, I hope you
You can inherit the flying immortal move from heaven and let the glory of this move come back to the world."
Leng Chuluo bowed to Lin Mo with a serious expression and said, "This is natural, but Brother Lin, you and I are friends. If you need any help, just speak up. Leng Chuluo also agreed with this favor.
It’s just a pity that the sword is not good in its material, but its spirituality is extremely strong, which has improved its quality to the lower level of the heavenly level.”
Lin Mo thought about it and said, "Brother Leng, you should know that my sword can be fatal. In addition to Brother Leng's thunder net arranged by the formation, which temporarily trapped him, it was also the critical moment.
The flying knife is now only the hilt left. Who do you think it was the knife that issued this knife?"
After saying that, Lin Mo handed the handle of the knife to Leng Chuluo. After Leng Chuluo took it, he carefully observed it. There was no sign on it, but the material of the handle was extremely extraordinary.
After thinking about it, Leng Chuluo said: "When this flying knife shot at Marshal Yisheng, there was a certain causal force to lock it up, otherwise Marshal Yisheng would not choose to turn around and smash it, but avoid it.
In my opinion, only Tang Yu can fire this knife."
Lin Mo's eyes were solemn and he fell into deep thought.