The first thousand one hundred and eighty-five chapters
One thousand one hundred and eighty-five chapters
Thousand Thunder Sword!
There are many legends about the Thousand Thunder Sword. The entire Desolate Ancient Realm is wrong. Almost all swordsmen in the Eastern Desolation know that there is such a sword.
The reputation of the Mo clan is too limited. Compared with the world-famous Tibetan sword tower, the Mo clan is also more mysterious than ordinary people can reach.
There are too many legends about the Mo clan. They are not like the Cangjian building that makes swords alone. They have swords, secret treasures, puppets, and ritual weapons. A must.
All kinds of things in this world, as long as they are branded with the Mo family, their value will be infinitely multiplied.
There are more than 3,000 Tibetan sword buildings under the Tibetan Sword Villa, covering the entire Kunlun realm. The Qingyan Tibetan Sword Tower is particularly prominent in it, except for Feng Xuanzi himself who is extremely good.
The biggest reason is this Thousand Thunder Sword.
There are corresponding finale swords in the Tibetan sword towers everywhere. There are three formations of dragons and ghosts, and they are all thousand-patterned holy swords. The Qingyan Tibetan sword building is the most famous.
It is also the most proud thing about Feng Xuanzi, it can be said that this is the last card face of Qingyan Tibetan Sword Tower.
Only the Thousand Thunder Sword is there, even after Feng Xuanzi’s death, the reputation of Qingyan Tibetan Sword Tower will still resonate throughout the world, and the glory of the Feng family will be forever.
Many people know the existence of the Thousand Thunder Sword, but when it comes to the origin of this sword, few people can know it.
Suddenly hearing that Lin Yun was coming to fetch the sword, he was shocked at first, and then frowned, feeling that things were not as simple as that.
Sure enough, Feng Xuanzi’s reaction was so great that it exceeded everyone’s expectations.
The threat in the words could be heard by a fool. How could he really not hear what Lin Yun was talking about?
His reaction was big, but Lin Yun’s reaction was even more surprising.
After repeating the words, not only Qingyan Square, but also most of Qingyang County City had heard them.
Feng Xuanzi was dumbfounded for a moment, his face was gloomy, but suddenly he laughed, but this smile looked chilling, he smiled coldly: “Sword Jingtian is still as innocent as before. Such a talented disciple will also be sent here. To die. If you want to get the sword, the old man will definitely not stop it. After all, this is also the rule set by the Hidden Sword Villa. But, huh…”
He no longer looked at Lin Yun, his gaze swept away, and fell on Luo Hua in the crowd.
His expression became more solemn, and he muttered: “Master Luo, if he dies in the three formations of the Dragon and Ghosts, it has nothing to do with my hidden sword tower, and it has nothing to do with my Feng Xuanzi.”
Lin Yun squinted his eyes slightly, and he suddenly felt that this Feng Xuanzi had some tolerance at first, because he was afraid of Luohua’s existence.
No wonder the old man wants Luo Hua to come with him, it seems that he is quite aware of what virtue this Feng Xuanzi is.
Lord Luo?
Wherever there was another Young Master Luo, everyone followed Feng Xuanzi’s gaze and found that it was a woman dressed in white with a white gauze hat on her head. Luo Hua had been sitting quietly, low-key and calm, but his eyes fell on Lin Yun from beginning to end.
A woman was actually called the son of a young man by Senior Feng, and for a while everyone became very curious about Luo Hua’s identity.
There is no doubt that her origins are bound to be quite amazing, and even Feng Xuanzi will give her face.
After waiting for a closer look, the people who became more surprised, no doubt all of them could not see Luohua through. Like a white cloud, it is ethereal and boundless, independent of the world, and has a mysterious and extraordinary temperament.
“Who is this person?”
Zhao Yan was muttering in his heart, he saw at a glance that Luo Hua was extremely extraordinary, but he couldn’t remember it in his impression.
Dog men and women!
When Feng Xiaoyu saw Luo Hua, his eyes flashed with horror, and he cursed viciously in his heart, but he didn’t dare to show the slightest meaning.
She knew the strength of the other party right now, and even her grandfather Feng Xuanzi didn’t dare to neglect or even fear.
Luo Hua did not look at Feng Xuanzi, her gaze fell on Lin Yun through the tulle, and whispered: “I will not repeat what he said, I will listen to him.”
As soon as this remark came out, the male swordsman present immediately became mad with jealousy.
Such a woman from such an extraordinary background is so gentle in front of Lin Yun, which is equivalent to making it clear to everyone that I am his person, and everything is dominated by Lin Yun.
Gong Haoran was very upset, even if the woman was wearing a veil, she could still imagine that she must be a stunning beauty with an extraordinary identity.
Lin Yun, what kind of shit luck!
“She seems to be familiar with it, isn’t it the one…”
Seeing Luo Hua from a distance, Ye Feifan suddenly had some guesses, and he was shocked, feeling that his thoughts were too exaggerated.
Impossible, I should have thought about it too much.
Ye Feifan shook his head, his hippie smile became more solemn, and Brother Lin wanted to take the sword too impulsively.
The three formations of dragons and ghosts were created by the ancestors of the Tibetan Sword Villa, and there are simplified versions of the location power in the Tibetan sword buildings everywhere. But even if the power is simplified, the people who have always passed through the barriers have always died of nine deaths, as far as the Qingyan Hidden Sword Tower…It seems that all the swordsmen who wanted to take the Thousand Thunder Sword were dead.
Qian Lei Jian was so famous that the reporter didn’t know how many, but all died without exception.
And the death is extremely miserable, the people in the formation will not show any mercy, and they will never be merciless to be able to kill.
If there are too many people dead, no one will have the idea of attacking Thousand Thunder Sword.
“allow!”
Feng Xuanzi sat back again, gritted his teeth and said only one word.
Huh!
There was a little noisy square just now, and it quieted down immediately. Everyone knew that it was really noisy.
Whether it was Lin Yun taking the Thousand Thunder Sword, or Lin Yun’s death in the Third Formation of the Dragon and Ghost, it would be a sensation in all directions.
It would be a pity for anyone to die with such a genius.
“This guy is really crazy.” Gongsun Yan, who had already risen from the water, looked at Lin Yun in the distance and kept shaking his head.
Taking the Thousand Thunder Sword, this is something he couldn’t even think of, let alone him, even if the descendants of the genuine sword emperor came, they would weigh it carefully.
Rumble!
The thousand-zhang giant sword under Lin Yun’s feet sank little by little, and the eight fierce beasts finally entered the ground at the same time, and the pool gradually disappeared.
Not long after, Thousand Thunder Sword sank to the ground, and the entire Qingyan Square was completely flat.
Lin Yun fell on the ground, felt it for a while, and found that the spiritual patterns on the ground had changed.
Lin Yun was not sure enough to break the three formations of the Dragon and Ghosts, and the risk of taking the Thousand Thunder Sword was extremely high. But he agreed to the old man, or he didn’t participate in the famous sword conference at the beginning, and he had no reason to shrink at this point.
Other than that, it’s different from what other people think.
The chance of taking the sword may not be 100%, but if it is to save his life, he is not as unbearable as other people think.
People in the field, even those who have fought with Lin Yun, don’t know that his physical body has already reached the point of being comparable to the sacred weapon.
The cards in his hand were not fully exposed in the Famous Sword Conference.
“Brother Lin, the three formations of dragons and ghosts, the first stage of the Hundred Ghost Night Sword Array, this stage must not be delayed. Because the first stage and the second stage are continuous, there is no rest in the middle. This is a small trick of the Tibetan Sword Villa. Many people want to save their strength in the first level, fighting for injuries and not wanting to reveal their cards.”
“But in fact, this level is extremely insidious. Not only can you not get injured, you even have to fight quickly. Otherwise, the second level of the blue dragon sword formation will undoubtedly die. Remember, remember.”
Ye Feifan’s voice suddenly remembered in his ears, and Lin Yun glanced at it with the corner of the light.
This person is sitting in a dreadful manner, with no expression on the surface, no movement, lest he be discovered by the Feng family that he is communicating with himself in secret.
Lin Yun thought for a while, this person might have some truth.
The three formations of dragons and ghosts are well-known and horrible one after another. Most people have similar ideas.
Would rather be injured than expose your hole cards in the first level.
“The ancestral precept of the Tibetan Sword Villa, there are swords in the hidden sword buildings everywhere, and all heroes in the world can take the sword as long as they can pass the three levels!”
Feng Xuanzi was condescending on the VIP stage, overlooking the crowd, and said in a deep voice: “The first pass, Hundred Ghosts and Night Sword Formation!”
Huh!
With killing intent and bleak sound of breaking through the sky, a hundred swordsmen wearing tight black clothes and evil ghost masks fell from all directions.
Even without the mask on the face, just the killing intent on these hundred people made people shudder, and felt that they were ghosts who had come out of hell.
Lin Yun squinted his eyes slightly, and he vaguely understood why the Tibetan Sword Conference had confined the cultivation base to the Celestial Soul Realm.
Everything is for the three levels of the gods, dragons and ghosts.
Limiting the cultivation base to the celestial soul realm, many methods cannot be used, and the strength in this Hundred Ghosts Night Sword Formation will be greatly restricted.
It’s not just as simple as one enemy a hundred, these hundred people cooperate tacitly, kill people like hemp, and will form a sword formation.
With one ebb and flow, the opponent’s advantage will expand indefinitely.
Suddenly, Lin Yun noticed something wrong, and the formation pattern under the ground changed, which made him feel extremely weird.
Before he knew it, he seemed to have become a part of this sword.
This is not easy to detect, but extremely important.
Where is the problem?
Lin Yun’s expression changed, and there was a slight disturbance in his mood before he officially broke through the barrier.
“kill!”
Feng Xuanzi was condescending, with murderous aura, coldly spit out a word of death, making the atmosphere of the scene extremely gloomy.
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!
The wailing sound of the Li ghost sounded, and the Hundred Ghost Night Array urged. Hundreds of black-clothed swordsmen held their hands in the hilt of their swords, moving back and forth in mid-air, trapping Lin Yun while quietly narrowing the encirclement.
The invisible sword force struck from all directions, and the void was like a mountain, squeezed out of cracks.
The Grand Elder of the Feng Family stared at the sword in Lin Yun’s hand, as long as he drew the sword, he would be a dead person.
I also want to take away the Feng Lei Sword, this level will strip you off!
The Grand Elder of the Feng Family thought viciously. Compared with Feng Xuanzi’s viciousness, this person’s extremely violent and killing intent and killing intent were all written on his face.
Hum! Hum!
The burial flower in his hand trembled for no reason, and Lin Yun had a heartbreak, and he suddenly woke up.
The eyes of the Baigui Yexing Sword Formation were the burial flower in his hand. This was incredible, and Lin Yun was startled to let out a cold sweat.
Cang!
He couldn’t help but think about it. The hundreds of swordsmen in black who were approaching step by step drew their swords at the same time. Countless sharp sword lights crisscrossed in the void, strangling Lin Yun like lightning.