The first thousand and ninety-six chapters
One thousand one hundred and ninety-six chapters
Except for Luohua, everyone else in the field is fighting against the majestic coercion that exists everywhere in the world, and they don’t know the current situation of Qian Lei Jian.
The Burning Flame Sword is already enough, even the big dragon vein realm can’t help but be moved, and may not even be able to afford it.
In addition, it was forged by Feng Xuanzi, and it could barely be regarded as priceless, and definitely worthy of the word “famous sword”.
But compared with a thousand thunders, such a sword is a drop in the bucket, even one percent or even one thousandth can’t compare with it.
The Thousand Thunder Sword is too rare, especially after seeing it imprinted with the god pattern, its value will inevitably skyrocket.
When Elder Bai heard that the Thousand Thunder Sword was about to be broken, he fell to his knees in fright. It was completely understandable and not an exaggeration.
Even Luo Hua couldn’t help but feel a little heartache.
Fenyan had already been broken, if a thousand thunders broke again, then Lin Yun, the three formations of dragons and ghosts who fought desperately through the fire, would be equivalent to doing useless work.
Even if Lin Yun didn’t feel distressed herself, Luo Hua would feel distressed for him. The image of the three sharp swords piercing his chest still remained in her mind.
“You stay, I’ll go and see!”
Luo Hua stretched his arms, rising across the sky, flying towards Lin Yun against the majestic sword power that is everywhere in the world.
“Master Luo!”
Elder Bai was suddenly impatient, and Lin Yun’s current state still didn’t know what was going on.
If the Thousand Thunder Sword is really broken, the mighty power produced by the explosion may be able to directly fall the powerhouse of the dragon vein realm.
Void.
Lin Yun showed an extremely strenuous expression on his face, and he couldn’t completely control the situation now.
Qian Lei Jian was competing with the “broken sword” in his body, and it could be clearly felt that the broken sword in his body hardly exerted much force. The Thousand Thunder Sword exploded to its limit, even betting on his dignity, and would rather break it than succumb.
Lin Yun’s head is so big, it’s no wonder that this broken sword could be convinced by Fuyun’s hand.
The tempers of the two were so similar, almost a mold was carved out.
If you are a little bit soft, what will happen if you send me back, but he won’t. He strives to burst out with light, and fights with his sword in Lin Yun’s body.
Seeing more and more cracks in the god pattern behind him, Lin Yun couldn’t help but become anxious. There is a crack in the god pattern, there is no major problem, and it can be restored sooner or later.
But if the whole is broken, there will be a crack in the body of the Thousand Thunder Sword, which cannot be repaired by the Mo clan.
A wonderful sword, it might just be scrapped like this.
Seven flowers gather on top!
Blood flame burns!
God is in the sky!
Lin Yun shouted angrily in his heart, and all the hole cards were sacrificed without reservation. The remaining Star Demon Flower in the body bloomed one by one, and the sacred pattern of the blood flame of the blue dragon in the heart burned, making the body as powerful as a Hundred-patterned sacred weapon.
At the same time, the sword intent of Half Step Shenxiao kept moving, and the sword cocoon at the center of his eyebrows burst into bloom.
It is a pity that Lin Yun just fought, the Star Demon Flower lost most of his losses, and his sword intent was consumed a lot.
The Thousand Thunder Sword was being sent into the sheath little by little by him, but this speed was still slower than the speed at which the god pattern shattered.
no!
Lin Yun couldn’t care much, he took a deep breath, and the sharpness in his eyes surged.
Floating clouds thirteen swords, ten thousand swords return to the clan!
The Floating Cloud Sword Jue urged, the true Holy Spirit of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, once again appeared in the eyes of the world.
boom!
When the Qingmang giant sword stood in the void like eternity, Lin Yun obviously felt a lot less pressure. But even so, this Thousand Thunder Sword seemed unconvinced, and after a short break, it immediately exploded with a terrifying edge, and even the Azure Great Sword couldn’t stop it.
“be honest!”
But Lin Yun would never miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, without waiting for his true magic power, it burst out instantly.
Cang!
When the god pattern was about to burst completely, the Thousand Thunder Sword was completely put into its sheath, and the world disappeared for a while.
Puff!
Lin Yun spit out blood, his face was pale, and the Qingmang Great Sword became illusory. Even if his seven flowers gather on top, his physical body is far beyond ordinary people, and he sacrificed the Holy Spirit such as the Blue Mang Great Sword twice in a row, his own blood energy could not be fully supported.
Without the support of blood energy, the Qingmang Giant Sword could not be maintained naturally, and it dissipated in the world in a short while.
“I drop it, and I scared the emperor to death. If this Thousand Thunder Sword is broken, the emperor will feel heartache!” Little Bingfeng patted her chest in the purple kite sword box, and she was afraid, but immediately she found something was wrong. , Hurriedly said: “Lin Yun, what’s the matter with you, don’t scare me…”
Huhu!
Lin Yun’s body was in mid-air, like a kite with a broken wire, falling continuously with his head to the ground.
In his current state of injury and injury, if he hits the ground with one head, he will not die or be half disabled. Perhaps if he is not careful, he will become the first kendo genius who threw himself to death in history.
Wow!
There was a gentle breeze blowing in the air, Luo Hua caught Lin Yun, and then hugged Lin Yun and swayed up.
“How did you come.”
Lin Yun’s face was pale, lying on the arm of the place, looking at Luo Hua at close range, it seemed like a world away, leisurely like a dream.
“I feel sorry for you.”
Luo Hua looked at Lin Yun, her face covered with a veil, even her eyes could not see. But in such soft words, people can feel that there must be a rare gentle color on her face.
She was talking about distress, not worry.
“It’s okay, I don’t hurt, just take a breath.”
Lin Yun smiled, he took a deep breath, let the effect of Nirvana Pill in his body continue to radiate, and his complexion became ruddy after a while.
“Lin Yun, I don’t want to stay here anymore.” Luo Hua said slowly, and she could hear a trace of boredom in her voice.
She hates the Feng Family and the atmosphere of the Qingyan Tibetan Sword Tower.
“Then let’s go.”
Lin Yun got up and flew out of her arm, holding the Thousand Thunder Sword in her left hand, and stretching out her right hand toward the other party.
“I’ll listen to you.”
Luo Hua stretched out her hand naturally, and her two hands were tightly clasped together.
“Go!”
Lin Yun’s long hair was hanging down, and his pale face was slightly tired, but it was still difficult to conceal the peerless elegance, flawless face, embellished with a little purple mark, as handsome as a demon.
The majestic sword power between the world and the earth did not exist, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and stood up swayingly.
The moment he looked up, everyone was a little surprised and they couldn’t close their mouths from ear to ear, and saw Lin Yun wearing a blue shirt, carrying a sword box on his back, holding the Thousand Thunder Sword in his left hand, and holding a white-clothed Luo Hua in his right hand.
One is unparalleled, the other is immaculate, the two of them seem to be a couple of gods and goddesses, floating away, without stopping for a moment.
Even after many years have passed, the people of Qingyan County Town cannot forget this scene.
After half a while, everyone was awakened in shock.
“Is this going away?”
It was too sudden, and I just left without stopping at all.
The corners of Elder Bai’s mouth twitched. These two guys really showed off his face again. They didn’t even say hello. The old man hasn’t left yet!
He got up and hurried to the outside, he didn’t dare to stay at this Feng Family.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At the same time, there were also two figures chasing out one after another, one was Jianzhu Zhao Yan, and the other was Ye Feifan with a broken mouth.
The famous sword conference ended, and the entire Feng Family was in a mess, and Lin Yun took the beauty and carried the sword away.
But everyone knows that things can’t end so easily, and it is difficult for Lin Yun to take away such an amazing sword as Thousand Thunder Sword.
Leaving the Feng Family Courtyard, Lin Yun and Luo Hua fell from the sky. He looked back, his expression sighed and sighed.
Before I came here, I would never have thought that the journey to take the sword would be so twists and turns, and I haven’t even finished it yet.
Three formations of dragons and ghosts, nine deaths, Lin Yun can be said to be various means, all his cards are out. Even so, it was so dangerous that it was almost impossible to get out.
“Let’s go after a rest.”
Luo Hua and Lin Yun let go of their hands. She looked at Lin Yun, the hole left by the sword wound on her chest, and said softly.
Lin Yun nodded, the process of surrendering Thousand Thunder Sword was more difficult than a great battle.
With the help of Nirvana Dan’s help, he barely stabilized his injury, and collapsed again. His injuries were worsened, and his current state was less than one-tenth of his peak.
And I can clearly feel that after taking Nirvana Pill for many times, the efficacy of the medicine has been reduced a lot.
“Wait for Elder Bai.”
Lin Yun looked at the gate, and how to decide on the future schedule, he still had to discuss with Elder Bai.
After a while, Elder Bai hurried out. He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lin Yun and Luo Hua.
“Fortunately, if I can’t see you two, I’m really uncomfortable.” Elder Bai smiled, his eyes fell on the Thousand Thunder Sword as he spoke. Said: “Then what, the sword hasn’t been broken.”
“Nothing.”
Lin Yun smiled and whispered softly: “However, the god pattern has been damaged and it will take some time to recover.”
The divine pattern is different from the holy pattern. After the holy pattern is destroyed, a profound master must make up for it, but the divine pattern itself is powerfully restored.
It can exist for many years without reducing its power. Many god patterns that exist today are preserved in ancient times.
Elder Bai was completely relieved and said with a smile: “Fortunately, fortunately. I haven’t communicated with the master in this matter. Let’s go to Huang’s house for one night, and then see how the master instructs.”
Lin Yun thought for a while, but had no objection to this arrangement.
Now that he holds the Thousand Thunder Sword in his hand, not to mention whether the Feng Family can really swallow this breath, I don’t know how many people secretly want to play this sword.
“Cangxuan Palace’s ranking match is tomorrow, right?” Lin Yun thoughtfully asked, suddenly.
Elder Bai’s face changed, and he said: “This…you are not the star now. Even if you can catch up, you will lose too much by directly fighting against the Celestial Soul Realm and the Astral Realm.”
This is a fact, the famous sword conference is only a sword, and the cultivation base is imprisoned in the sky.
Many of the top three thousand people on the Star Monarch list were defeated by Lin Yun, but they really wanted to let go of their cultivation.
Not to mention Gongsun Yan, I’m afraid that Feng Xingyang and Zhao Yan will not be able to defeat Lin Yun. There is a big difference in cultivation level, and the opponent is still in the top three thousand on the Star Monarch list, Lin Yun’s methods will not help.
“One night should be enough.”
Lin Yun’s eyes surged and said in a deep voice.
Lin Yun couldn’t bear it long since he had fallen into the realm of the celestial soul for too long. Now that the Famous Sword Conference has passed, there is no reason not to attack Xingjun, just to digest the gains from the war.
“This… is too rushed.”
Elder Bai was surprised.
“Brother Lin!”
“Brother Lin!”
At this moment, two figures walked quickly, and Lin Yun and Elder Bai immediately stopped communicating. Two figures, one is a hippie smiling face, Ye Huanfei, who looks heartless, and the other is Zhao Yan, who has a solemn expression and sword-like eyebrows.