Chapter 1004 Sword of Glory

For the warrior in three days, a blink of an eye passed, and it was too late to even retreat.

The same was true for Lin Yun, he could only digest the gains from the battle with Nangong Night Jade, and strive to improve his sense of kendo.

The strength of the cold ice sword intent left a deep impression on Lin Yun. If he could also comprehend a certain martial will, there is no doubt that the psychic sword intent would become stronger.

Ziyuan Sword Art belongs to ice, and Canglong Nine Transformations belong to thunder. He has good attainments in both artistic conceptions of ice and thunder.

However, in a short period of time, it is indeed unrealistic to comprehend the two to the point of martial arts will. Not to mention the fusion of the two with the psychic sword intent, let alone whether it can be done, the time is definitely too late.

“Perhaps, you can change your mind.”

Lin Yun thoughtfully, a picture of Nangong night jade appeared in his mind, exerting the sword of cold ice to its limit.

That kind of sword power is close to the sky!

Even some powerhouses who have just been promoted to the Celestial Soul will be suppressed and kicked out of breath, which is quite an exaggerated performance.

We must know that there is an insurmountable gap between Tianpo and Half-step Tianpo. Of course, the premise is that there is not much difference between the two, like some casual cultivators or the Heavenly Soul powerhouses of the Great Qin Empire, they are not enough to look at these half-step Heavenly Soul evildoers.

There is no other reason, the level of the cultivation technique is not enough, and there are not too many treasures of heaven and earth when he is promoted. In short, the background is not enough.

The simplest analogy is that there are two identical pagodas, one is stacked with wood and the other is stacked with metal. The former is definitely not comparable to the latter.

And Nangong Night Jade’s ice sword intent is enough to make the Heavenly Soul powerhouses of the overlord rank bow their heads for it.

Lin Yun thought carefully and wanted to face the Three Little Kings, there was a problem that couldn’t be ignored.

Is there any of these three people who have already been promoted to the celestial soul? This is almost impossible in the eyes of outsiders. But in the most prosperous feast of dragons in thousands of years, everything is possible, and it is also a very realistic problem.

“If you are promoted to the celestial soul, even if you just enter the celestial soul without opening, you will still have the advantage of crushing.”

Lin Yun pinched his chin, his expression was slightly solemn.

Nangong Night Jade’s ice sword is one of the ways to deal with it, but I can only refer to it, the most important thing is to go my own way.

Flowing Wind Sword Technique, Thunder Sword Technique, Thunder Flame Sword Technique, Water Moon Sword Technique, Dragon Tiger Fist, Seven Kill Fist, Gale Jin, Snap Finger Excalibur, Canglong Sword Technique, Dust Light Sword Technique, Overlord Sword…

Lin Yun closed his eyes, and countless pictures flashed in his mind. They were all martial arts he had cultivated so far. There are secret arts, boxing techniques, swordsmanship, and fighting styles. What is his own way? ?

Canglong!

After a while, Lin Yun opened his eyes, and an explosion of electric light flashed in his mind.

Canglong Jianwei!

Whether it is Sword Intent of Cold Ice, Sword Intent of Thunder, or other methods are too late, but Canglong Sword Power is not the same.

In the secret realm in the Tianling Mountains, he had already tried the Canglong Jianwei when he first fought against the Qixiu Tianling.

It’s just still staying in a rather rough stage, simply blending the two, after the innate sword intent is promoted to the psychic sword intent, there is no further enlightenment.

Now that I regained it, coupled with my recent kendo insights, it can be said that there will be no obstacles.

After all, this Canglong Sword Power itself has a foundation, and it is different from any other Sword Power, only his own Canglong Sword Power.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun’s eyes lit up with a hint of light, and the expression on his face became more and more excited.

He put the sword box on his back on the ground, and compared with the random walk in the martial arts field, many pictures appeared in his mind.

There are Li Mubai’s sword intent on mountains and rivers, Nangong night jade’s sword intent on ice, Bai Lixuan’s thundering sword intent, and many other pictures of dragon feast masters playing tricks.

thump! thump!

Lin Yun’s heart thumped and jumped wildly, and his blood was full of joy. A strong impulse and excitement filled the whole body, the feeling is unspeakable.

Yes, exactly.

The aura exploded in his mind, various ideas were constantly being opened up, and the thoughts about the sword power of the blue dragon gradually became clear.

When this impulse swelled to the extreme, Lin Yun’s eyes flashed, and in the depths of those eyes, the clouds opened and the mist dispersed, as if a blue dragon was traveling with a sword for nine days.

Cang!

The sword box erected on the edge of the martial arts field suddenly opened, the funeral flower was unsheathed, and Lin Yun stretched out his hand to hold it tightly.

Click!

For a time, the sword light flickered in this martial arts field, and the dragons continued to chant. The creeping purple electric dragon pattern on the surface of its body, along with the sword light waving, swims out of the body surface one by one, and dances with the sword light.

boom!

It didn’t take long for this swimming purple electric dragon pattern to merge with Lin Yun’s sword intent, becoming invisible like water.

It seems that the sound waves are not visible, but the power of the blue dragon is everywhere. The sword light must have dragons everywhere, giving people a powerful and oppressive feeling.

The past fusion was too simple, as long as it shattered, the power of the blue dragon and the power of the sword would immediately disperse. It was like two different liquids, which were forcibly packed together in a cup, and when they were broken and flowed on the ground, they immediately spread out clearly.

“What I want to do is truly fusion, even if I’m crushed, I can’t separate.”

Lin Yun paused for a while, and the Flower Burial in his hand swung another sword.

This sword didn’t flicker with sword light, but the invisible dragon yin exploded in the air, and the sword sound was like a dragon.

That’s right, that’s it.

Lin Yun smiled at the corner of his mouth, and Fengshen’s handsome face seemed to shine with boundless demeanor at this moment. This is a swordsman who has shown joy from the depths of his heart after gaining a new breakthrough.

Three days passed in a flash.

For most people, they can only digest their daily income a little, and even barely recover from their injuries.

But to Lin Yun, these three days have been madly advancing, and the progress has been rapid, and the sword of the blue dragon is advancing rapidly every day.

boom!

In the martial arts field, Lin Yun used the sword power of the blue dragon to its extreme, only to hear the dragon chants everywhere, and the terrifying sword power permeated every corner of the martial arts field.

Behind Lin Yun’s boundless sword intent, a huge blue dragon entrenched, reaching a height of one hundred meters, towering like a mountain, his eyes glowing with terrifying divine light.

It seems to be no different from the visions of those enchanting masters’ killer moves, but if you look closely, you will find it in horror. Those phantoms of the blue dragon seemed to even exist, and every scale of it was shining with fierce thunder.

The wind is howling, the thunder is roaring, this is the power of the blue dragon’s wind and thunder.

In the terrifying sound of wind and thunder, it seemed to be able to vaguely see a terrifying sword erected in the center of the entrenched Canglong, which was also as high as a hundred meters high, shining with the light of sparks, and could cut through nothingness.

This is the sharp edge of the psychic sword intent. Under the shining of the sword light, the phantom of the blue dragon seems to exist in reality.

The sword intent on Luolongpo could be immortal three years ago, Lin Yun couldn’t do such an exaggeration, but three days of immortality could barely achieve it.

In other words, even if Lin Yun left now, the sword power of the blue dragon behind him could remain indestructible for three days.

But this is not necessary.

Lin Yun returned the sword to its sheath, his mind moved slightly, and the blue dragon gradually disappeared like a mist. Kaka Kaka, at the same time a purple electric dragon pattern turned into light and escaped into Lin Yun’s body.

“Now it’s just a newcomer to the fusion, the real dragon and sword unity that has not yet been achieved. When the dragon and sword unites, the blue dragon sword power will also become one.”

Lin Yun’s eyes flickered and whispered to himself.

It was extremely good to be able to reach this step in three days, but he still had a clear and incomparable understanding, everything was just the beginning.

When the dragon and sword are united, then the blue dragon and the psychic sword intent will not be each other, the sword can be a dragon, and the dragon can be a sword.

Even one’s every move, the sword can’t get out of the sheath, can trigger the sword of the blue dragon, and all obstacles will be blown out!

After a casual wash, bathed in the brilliance of the morning, Lin Yun and the guardian Mei and the others converged.

“what?”

When Protector Mei and others saw Lin Yun, their eyes flashed, and they felt that they had not seen Lin Yun for three days, and it seemed that they had changed a lot.

The appearance is still the same, graceful and restrained, gentle as jade, abundance and handsome, but there are great changes in every gesture.

boom!

Looking at it in the blink of an eye, several people thought it was a dragon roaring, walking towards themselves and others. The soul was trembling, and it was a little scary.

This is the practice of Canglong Jianwei, Lin Yun has not yet reached the state of being able to retract and release freely.

Unless the opponent’s cultivation level is extremely high, it is difficult to see such a vision.

“Lin Yun, it seems that you have gained a lot in these three days.”

Protector Mei squinted his eyes slightly, touching his beard with a deep smile and said that he is a strong celestial soul, and after all, he has a better vision than others.

“Slightly earned.”

Lin Yun didn’t hide it, but responded truthfully.

Feng Ye was a little scared, and smiled helplessly: “Lin Yun, you are too modest, this is more than just a little bit of everything. I was so scared that my legs are weak. The breath of your body is very terrible when you move. The dragon’s shadow, I feel like I’m about to eat me, especially the dragon’s eyes are glowing with sword light!”

Is it such an exaggeration?

Lin Yun glanced away, and Si Xueyi, Shui Yue and others nodded quickly to prove that Feng Ye’s words were true.

Lin Yun frowned slightly, this is not a good thing.

He just realized the power of the sword of the blue dragon, and there are still many flaws. If the three little kings or other evildoers discovered in advance, it would not be very good to have precautions.

Guardian Mei seemed to see what Lin Yun was thinking, and with a wave of his hand, two elders walked over with the sword box behind him.

When the sword case opened, a sword filled with ancient aura was placed quietly in its sheath.

“With lightsaber!”

Lin Yun recognized it at a glance. It was a light sword, the saber used by the founder of the Lingxiao sword pavilion back then.

He was too impressed with this sword. Back then, the Great Qin Empire was full of wind and snow, and he drew his sword to save Senior Sister Xinyan and did not look back. At the most critical juncture, Protector Mei held a lightsaber to help him out.

This sword doesn’t talk about its own quality, but with the nameless word, there are too many legends and glory.

This is a sword of glory!

“Come on, you hold it.”

Protector Mei pushed the sword box to the front and motioned to Lin Yun to hold the sword in his hand.

“It’s not so good.”

Lin Yun hesitated, this was the sword left by the Patriarch, and only the pavilion master and the pavilion master’s biography were qualified to touch it.