One thousand one hundred and eighty-three chapters, little brother, please!

One thousand one hundred and eighty-three chapters

Green hills outside the clouds, blue stars!

No one had expected that the peak battle on the giant sword would end in such a sudden way.

I thought that Gongsun Yan’s sword eye was already invincible, and no matter how Lin Yun used his sword, he would be destroyed. It would only be a matter of time before he would lose.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yun finally came up with a way to crack it, making him tired of running for life with a sword faster than a sword.

And the sword that Lin Yun finally used was incredibly strong, the white whirlpool of sword intent, quite sweeping the world, and the aura of the gods blocking and killing the gods.

“After all, Lin Yun’s skill is better. Half-step Shenxiao’s sword intent is too terrifying after reaching its peak. The sword intent spurred by the secret technique can be contended in momentum, but after all, he can’t grasp the half-step Shenxiao’s mystery! “On the Feitian Stage, Zhao Yan sighed and sighed: “The realm of the celestial soul can grasp the half-step of the sword intent of the gods, and Lin Yun is destined to be famous!”

Someone else suddenly woke up and said, “Lin Yun defeated Gongsun Yan, isn’t he the champion of this sword tournament?”

hiss!

Everyone on the Feitian Stage took a deep breath, and then exclaimed, their expressions were quite exciting. This person’s words can be described as thunder on the ground, making everyone’s heart shocked.

champion!

There is also the Fenying Sword, the Fenying Sword that Feng Xuanzi personally made, and the inestimable Fenying Sword will also belong to Lin Yun.

The swordsman in the Cangxuan Mansion, who had not taken much value beforehand, even ridiculed the swordsman in the Cangxuan Palace, under the ridicule of the Feng family, really smoothed the famous sword conference and trampled everyone under their feet.

At this moment, everyone in the Feng family has no room for self-confidence, and can’t wait to find a place to get in.

Feng Xiaoyu had already had six gods, her face was burning with pain, and when Feng Xingyang was defeated by Lin Yun, she was almost unable to hold it.

Now that even Gongsun Yan was defeated by Lin Yunjian, she completely collapsed and her mentality exploded.

It is conceivable that after today, she, the little princess of the Feng Family, is bound to become a joke of Qingyan County Town. When everyone talked about Lin Yun, talked about his feat of sweeping all directions at the Famous Sword Conference, they would take out what she had said and tease them.

“Champion? That may not be…”

Zhao Yan curled his lips and smiled.

Everyone was shocked and looked at him incredulously. What does this mean?

Zhao Yan glanced away and grinned and said, “Isn’t our brother-in-law not taking a shot yet, he may not be able to defeat Lin Yun. Gong Haoran, are you right!”

“you!”

Gong Haoran was furious when he heard this. He knew which pot was not opened and which pot was opened. Whether Tianpu was Lin Yun’s opponent or not, he knew very well.

What’s the difference between challenging Lin Yun and self-humiliating, Zhao Yan is clearly humiliating him in public.

Seeing Gong Haoran’s anger and anger, but unable to speak, Zhao Yan was so happy in his heart that he made you stop talking.

Everyone woke up in their hearts, knowing that Zhao Yan was just ridiculing, but it was still hard to hide excitement deep in their hearts. Lin Yun’s last two swords are too amazing, the green hills outside the clouds, the blue stars and the floating clouds, who will fight for the front!

Even Gongsun Yan was defeated, and his champion was justified.

Lin Yun’s talent in kendo was stronger than everyone thought, and many people were curious about his origins.

Above the clouds, the top of the great sword.

Lin Yun looked around, holding the funeral flower, and whispered softly: “Who else would you like to fight Lin Mou?”

As far as I could see, there was silence, and all the leaders in the entire Qingyan Square did not dare to look down.

Domineering!

Ye Feifan, who was in the audience, showed a smile, narrowed his eyes, and said excitedly: “My brother Lin is domineering, I will ask, who else!!”

The few people next to you are showing contempt, you can pull it down.

At first it seemed to have a good relationship with Lin Yun, but after seeing that Lin Yun was targeted, he ran fast.

After Lin Yun showed his strength, he posted it again with a smile, without any shame, his face was half thicker than the city wall.

“After consultation with the elders of the world, if no one fights against Lin Yun, then the champion of this famous sword tournament will be Lin Yun.”

Feng Xuanzi’s voice resounded on the VIP stage, echoing all over the Qingyan Square, and everyone’s ears were full of emotion.

On the VIP stage, Feng Xuanzi’s complexion was okay, but the complexions of other Feng Clan elders were not very good.

This time the Feng Family’s face was lost too much, and the farce that Feng Xiaoyu made made it hard for the Feng Family to get off the stage.

An old man next to Feng Xuanzi said angrily: “Brother, is this champion really going to Lin Yun?”

He is Fengyan, the great elder of the Tibetan sword tower, and the second younger brother of Feng Xuanzi. He has a very high seniority in the Feng family.

Feng Xuanzi ignored him. Seeing no one responded, he said in a deep voice, “Champion Lin Yun, send the sword!”

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two figures flew towards the floating clouds and Lin Yun standing on the hilt of the sword. The two of them looked extremely strenuous while carrying a sword box.

There is no doubt that what is in the box must be the Burning Flame Sword, which was built by the Profound Sky Master Feng Xuanzi himself. The core eight-rank holy pattern, 700 ordinary holy patterns, cost 10,000 catties of gold, and the main body is a burning shadow sword polished with profound crystals.

This sword was close to the limit of the Hundred-patterned Saint Artifact, because it came from Feng Xuanzi’s hand, and was not even worse than some Thousand-patterned Saint Weapon.

However, the thousand-patterned sage soldier is a hurdle, and the failure rate is extremely high. Even the most common thousand-patterned sage soldier, for many dragon veins, is a rare existence.

First of all, the material that can carry a thousand holy patterns is extremely rare, and secondly, the more the number of holy patterns imprinted, the more difficult it becomes, and the failure rate soars.

In many cases, the success rate of the Thousand Patterns Holy Artifact is not determined by the number of times. Rather, it is calculated by time. In a hundred years, a Profound Sky Master may only be able to successfully build a thousand-patterned Saint Weapon in a hundred years, and it is very common that even a hundred years can not build one.

This is just the most common Thousand Pattern Saint Weapon, if it is a little rarer Thousand Pattern Saint Weapon, then the time will be counted in thousands of years.

All of these also proved Feng Xuanzi’s sword forging strength from the side. The Saint Soldier with Hundred Patterns could barely compare with the Qianwen.

In the eyes of so many envy and madness, the two Feng Family Sword Servant holding the sword box appeared in front of Lin Yun.

Burning Sword!

Lin Yun stared at the sword box, there was a little turbulence in the depths of his heart, this sword was still extremely good.

If it is possible, using this sword as an excessive weapon before the Flower Burial is promoted to Saint Weapon will be of great help to Lin Yun’s strength improvement.

It’s a pity… be calm.

Lin Yun calmly opened the sword case, and the Burning Sword with its scabbard appeared in front of him. The scabbard is simple and heavy, and the whole body is red, with bright silver lines imprinted in it. The combination of red and silver makes the scabbard look very high-profile.

“Young Master Lin, please try the sword.” The two sword servants were expressionless and lifted the sword case up a step.

Lin Yun stared at the sword box and didn’t move.

After a while, there were slight murmurs everywhere, looking puzzled.

“Young Master Lin, please try the sword!” The two sword servants became a little impatient. The Burning Flame Sword was quite heavy, and the two of them were very difficult to carry.

Zhao Yan on the flying platform, with a puzzled look on his face, could it be that this guy was not satisfied with the Fenyan Sword.

This is Fen Yanjian!

On the VIP table, Feng Xuanzi frowned slightly, and Lin Yun’s posture made him a little unable to get off the stage.

As a Profound Sky Master, he enjoys a good reputation throughout the Eastern Wilderness, and he has the ability to forge a thousand-patterned saint soldier. Many of the dragon veins, and even some of the saints have a lot of friendship with him, and would never dare to neglect his sword in this way.

“Hey, what are you afraid of? I have this emperor to support you. If you have a broken sword, it will be broken. Don’t you still have ten handles in your storage bag?”

The little ice phoenix, who knew the inside story, smiled thiefly in the purple kite sword box, it was not too much to watch the excitement.

This can be the same, the ten holy swords before, combined, can’t compare to the Burning Flame Sword in front of me.

If he was really crushed by himself, Lin Yun would definitely bleed distressedly, but now everyone was full of eyes, if he didn’t even try the sword, Feng Xuanzi would definitely not be able to hold his face.

Sword trial is the most basic respect for a swordsmith, and it is a courtesy.

What’s more, he has always been dealing with things and wrong people. He has grudges with Feng Xiaoyu, and there is no feast with Feng Xuanzi. Of course, what the other party thinks is the other party’s business.

“Little brother, dissatisfied with the Burning Sword forged by the old man?” On the VIP stage, Feng Xuanzi looked solemn and his voice rang in due course.

“Senior joked.”

Lin Yun responded softly.

“Then please try the sword. This sword has cost me a lot of effort. Even if you become extraordinary and holy in the future, you should not be too insulting. Today you are the champion of the Famous Sword Conference. Please let the swordsmen present to know Let’s have some Fenying’s demeanor.”

Feng Xuanzi’s voice revealed absolute self-confidence.

“Our host has already spoken in person, so don’t show off, Young Master Lin, it’s impossible to let our host give you the sword in person.”

“Please, Master Lin.”

The two sword servants were not angry, and their patience had long been polished.

Lin Yun smiled bitterly in his heart, and he really had a hard time talking. He reached out his left hand, grasped the scarlet scabbard, and then took the sword out of the box.

In an instant, everyone involuntarily raised their heads and their eyes were all attracted.

It’s heavy!

Zhao Yan’s sword weighed ten dings, and this sword was at least a hundred dings. If Xing Yuanguang was not moved, many star monarchs would not be able to hold this sword.

After a long time, Lin Yun took a deep breath, and a decisive color flashed in his eyes. Don’t blame me if it breaks.

Cang!

With a phoenix sound, Lin Yun drew his sword out of its sheath, as if a fire phoenix had flown out of its sheath.

Rumble!

Under the shining of the sun, this sword was shining with light, with a powerful aura and an extremely sharp edge. Everyone could not look away, they were stunned in surprise and so beautiful. This sword was so beautiful that it couldn’t be described in words. It was like a phoenix, spreading its wings, slowly burning, the flames dazzling, bright and dazzling.

“Good sword!”

Lin Yun’s eyes flashed with a strange color, and couldn’t help but applaud. This sword is indeed extraordinary.

“Fenyan sword! The master of Feng’s sword forging is really terrifying, it is really not inferior to the Saint Soldier with Thousand Patterns.”

“If you only talk about forging swords, Feng Louzhu can definitely rank in the top ten in the Wild Ancient Territory.

“Lin Yun is very lucky. This sword has been polished for ten years. In the next famous sword conference, Feng Louzhu will not personally forge it.”

The sound of admiration from the Quartet is endless.

On the VIP stage, Feng Xuanzi touched his beard, smiled, and a smug color flashed in his eyes. He is quite proud of this Burning Flame Sword. After today, the price of finding him for forging the sword will increase at least ten times.

The Famous Sword Conference is not a loss for the Cangjianlou.

After all, the Hidden Sword Tower is still going to do business. The more famous it is, the more sword seekers and the higher the price.

Although the Tibetan Sword Conference was a bit turbulent, Feng Xiaoyu also made some jokes, but when Lin Yun pulled out this sword, the world’s eyes would be attracted by this sword.

In the future, Lin Yun’s name quake in the Eastern Desolation, and the Fenyan Sword has naturally risen, and his Qingyan Hidden Sword Tower is the biggest winner after all.

and many more!

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly woke up, with bursts of joy in his heart, and my body with the broken sword failed.

Click!

But as soon as he thought about it, a deafening sound of broken swords rang out in his hands.

Under the eyes of everyone, there was a phoenix uttering a miserable sorrow, the flames dimmed, and the Fenyan sword shattered every inch, like a tall building falling in front of everyone.