Chapter 180

The face of the white fox smiled like a demon.

Yue Weiwei, who had already left, had not gone far, but followed Lin Yun secretly.

The demonstrated strength is deeply shocking and shuddering.

In the Qingyang Realm, I was afraid that she had deliberately suppressed her cultivation level and was injured by the prohibition in the tomb palace.

If Lin Yun were here, perhaps he wouldn’t be too surprised.

In the wind and wind, he wondered how Yue Weiwei possessed such a forbidden technique as the Heaven Swallowing Art.

It is certainly not easy to guess the true identity of this woman.

But obviously, Lin Yun in the sub-rudder of the Mingguang Pavilion would definitely not know what happened in the North Point Plaza.

Three days.

He all cultivated in the Mingguang Pavilion, practicing innate martial arts and thunder-yin swordsmanship.

According to Tong Hu, there are five styles of this swordsmanship, namely, strong wind, falling flowers, flying snow, chasing the moon, and gods. The lethality is terrible, and the comprehension requirements are quite high, and it is difficult for anyone to practice it.

Even Lin Yun, for a long time, only mastered the first two styles, violent wind and falling flowers.

The two great sword moves are powerful and windy, and they have long been practiced to the point of perfection. In one breath, ninety-nine-nine-eighty-one swords can be swung, and the wind of the sword oscillates, overlapping and increasing, as if thunder sound suddenly rises.

This sword moves forward bravely, fiercely and domineeringly, and its lethality is extremely terrifying.

It was enough to show the strengths of Lin Yun and Ziyuan Sword Jue to the fullest.

The falling fancy style is slightly restrained, and different from the external dominance of the wind style, it is more pursuing the artistic conception. It seems poignant and weak, but in fact, once locked by the Qi machine, there is almost no possibility of dodge this move.

In the moment of falling flowers withered, either death or injury. It can’t be better to be used as a killer.

In the first two styles, Lin Yun is proficient in mastering, reaching the point where he can send and receive freely and his sword moves with his heart.

The latter three forms, Feixue, Chasing the Moon, and Shenxiao, were the focus of Lin Yun’s three days.

The first four strokes of Leiyin’s swordsmanship are seemingly elegant and not sharp. But in fact, Lin Yun had already understood the true meaning of this sword technique.

Whether it is the wind roaring like thunder, or the falling flower for a moment, there is only one quick word in the true meaning.

Attacking him was so suffocating that he could only deal with it in a hurry, and was finally cut off very unwillingly.

Flying Snow and Chasing the Moon, on the basis of the previous two styles, bring this true meaning into full play.

For three days, Lin Yun has been practicing and comprehending the sword all the time.

No matter how strong the technique is, if there is no sword move, it is impossible to show its power.

The Mingguang Pavilion is divided into rudders, and in a quiet training ground, Lin Yun is fighting against an organ puppet.

Lin Yun is no stranger to organ puppets.

There are many puppets in the government hall in Qingyun Sect for the disciples to practice.

The puppet of the institution in front of him is not the same.

It is the sub-rudder of the entire Mingguang Pavilion, the only organ puppet with a half-step entrance cultivation base. It is powerful and even possesses a spirituality that is not inferior to that of a monster.

The whole body is made of special metal, which has been practiced through thousands of destructions. Lin Yun could hardly leave fatal scars on the puppet even with a peak blow.

In the past few days, for about half an hour, you will lose.

The defense of the puppet is too amazing, and it is inherently invincible.

According to Ming Ye, even the half-step entrance elder of the sub-rudder, who can hold on for half an hour is not easy.

Squall style!

Lin Yun’s wrist flicked, and the sword power all over his body condensed into a sharp half-step sword intent. Ninety-nine-eighty-one sword lights were pierced, a violent storm raged, and the sword shadows overlapped for a moment.

A thunder sound resounded loudly in this quiet training room.

Chi Chi!

Without stopping, he stabbed three swords in succession, each of which contained eighty-one sword shadows. It looks like there are only three swords, but in fact, there are hundreds of sword lights overlapping.

The foil burial sword with a heavy sword power stabbed the organ puppet fiercely, making three loud noises.

Clang clang clang!

The organ puppet, under this terrifying offensive, retreated more than ten steps in a row. On the surface of the body, criss-crossing sword marks added several new marks.

boom!

But after the organ puppet stood firm, he launched a fierce counterattack, and the spear in his hand rotated around once, and then he picked it up fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, the cold sharp spear tip expanded infinitely in Lin Yun’s field of vision.

clang!

When he picked the Hengjian, Lin Yun’s wrist trembled slightly and avoided.

Huhhhhhh!

The spear spears like a storm again, and the thick spear light is smashed in waves.

On the ring, there was a sonorous metal collision, and Lin Yun was forced backward step by step.

rustle!

At the entrance of the training room, a figure appeared quietly, and it was Ming Ye, the young master of Mingguang Pavilion.

Looking at Lin Yun on the stage, Ming Ye smiled. For a few days, Lin Yun would challenge this organ puppet if he made a little progress every day.

From the initial defeat of the ten tricks, it has been able to hold on for half an hour.

But if I wanted to go further, I couldn’t do it.

Seeing that Lin Yun was about to lose, Ming Ye smiled slightly and walked forward, ready to tell the other party some news.

boom!

But at this moment, Lin Yun’s aura on the ring suddenly changed.

The agency puppet’s fierce offensive was obviously paused and stiffened a bit.

“It’s cold, is it snowing?”

In the huge training room, the chill dropped sharply, and the swordsmanship floating on the hazy ring, like white clouds tumbling in the sky, kept changing. The scattered sword glow, following the sword in Lin Yun’s hand, flew like snowflakes.

Like a cloud rises, like a snow flutters, the cloud rises and the snow flies.

Leiyin swordsmanship, third style, Feixue!

Rumble!

The sword in Lin Yun’s hand, wrapped in the light of the sword flying like snow, rolled away like a sea of clouds in the sky. The sharp sword moves, both the agility of snow, and the vastness of the sea of clouds, force the puppets of the organs to retreat and retreat.

“what?”

Ming Ye let out a whisper, his pupils widened, and the organ puppet was forced to retreat from the ring.

Could it be that Lin Yun could officially shoot down this puppet in just three days?

Leiyin swordsmanship, chasing the moon, the peak of fast, chasing the stars by the month!

When Feixue pushed back the organ puppet, Lin Yun gave a soft drink, and the long sword in his hand fiercely raised. People are like cranes, with a sword flying into the sky, reaching Ming Ye’s eyes, unable to catch it.

His vision remained at the place where Lin Yun had stood before, and his real body, with the sword in his hand, slammed in front of the organ puppet.

It seemed that the stars and the moon were all left behind by him.

With a sloshing sound, the mechanism puppet left a deep sword mark on its body, and was shaken off the ground by this sword.

Bang!

After it fell, it looked like a heavy mountain, shaking the ring to the ground.

Lin Yun looked around and saw that the puppet was about to retreat from the ring in half a step.

He couldn’t help but shook his head and gave a bitter smile, then made a soft leap and landed on the ground.

In three days, he finally practiced the two styles of flying snow and chasing the moon, and the entire thundery sword technique barely reached the point of success.

Only the last step, Shenxiao, will be completed.

Shenxiao, the sword is in the sky, and the voice is like thunder…Lin Yun feels that he is still a little hotter.

In a short time, I am afraid it will be difficult to master.

The mastery he expects is not simply to display, but to be able to send and receive freely, which can be used in actual combat.

“Congratulations to Brother Lin, this Leiyin swordsmanship is one step further.”

When Lin Yun wiped his sweat, Ming Ye stepped forward and smiled.

“You are polite, if you don’t have an organ puppet like Brother Ming, you won’t be able to progress so fast.” Lin Yun returned his sword and replied with a smile.

“Don’t bury me, what does it have to do with my puppet?”

Ming Ye cursed with a smile, and said solemnly, “I came here to tell you something.”

“The blood dragon horse has completely recovered?”

“It’s still a few days away. It’s because of another matter, which shocked even my father in this sect.”

“Oh?”

Lin Yun raised his brows, Ming Ye’s father, who was also the patron of Mingguang Pavilion.

It can be regarded as Qingyang County, there are a few big people, and the other party is alarmed by anything.

Ming Ye said solemnly: “The two elders of the basalt realm, Jin Yanzong and Xueyunmen, came to inquire about the truth, and they all died in the North Point Square. Among them, there is your big enemy, Yan who issued a bloody killing order against you. Teng.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Yun couldn’t help but his expression changed slightly.

“Not your hands?”

“No, with the strength of Mingguang Pavilion, unless my father takes the shot himself. Otherwise, it is difficult to really kill Yan Teng. If the strength is not much higher, the opponent desperately tries to escape and cannot be caught.”

“so what?”

“My father wondered if someone was protecting you in secret.”

Lin Yun shook his head and said, “It shouldn’t be. I am alone in this Qingyang County, and I haven’t made such a powerful helper.”

In his mind, the girl with crescent-like charming eyes had appeared.

I was quite surprised, if someone secretly made a move, he could only think of Yue Weiwei.

However, when it comes to this woman, it is better not to show it in front of Ming Ye.

“This is weird, haha, but it’s always a good thing. Two sects died of a elder in the Xuanwu realm. If you want to fight back, I’m afraid it will be even more difficult.”

Ming Ye didn’t study too much, and smiled again on his face.

“By the way, this is for you.”

Thinking of something, Ming Ye smiled and handed Lin Yun a heavy storage bag.

Lin Yun took it curiously, and checked it a little bit, only to see that all of the dense pill were congenital pill!

The number is huge, and it’s hard to count it in the blink of an eye.