The first thousand seven hundred and twenty chapters
The first thousand seven hundred and twenty chapters
The so-called can’t survive, can’t die.
Probably it was Yan Tie’s current state. He almost recovered from his injuries, but as long as Lin Yun was willing, he would die instantly.
The Quartet was silent, and they were all frightened by this scene.
I don’t know what Lin Yun is going to do, so many holy places are eagerly eagerly, and his brows are slightly frowned, appearing quite nervous.
Yan Tie’s complexion was cloudy and uncertain, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he said coldly: “Lin Xiao, kill if you want to kill, there is no need to humiliate me Yan Tie!”
“Since I debuted, I have killed countless people, but the people I killed have a clear conscience. I was the way of killing. I am not as good as you. You kill me.”
When everyone heard Yan Tie’s words, their expressions changed slightly, but this person was a man.
Life and death are in the hands of others, and there is no meaning to be softened. He deserves to be a swordsman who can master the will to death.
Perhaps only such a person can truly grasp the will to death.
Many people looked at Yan Tie, their expressions were in awe, plus the strength he showed from above.
Everyone felt that it would be a pity if he died here.
Lin Yun whispered: “You and I have no grievances and no grudges? Why should I kill you? I just want to tell you with this sword that you may have taken some detours on the path of the sword intent of death. Indeed, everyone cannot escape death. , But none of us live to death? Death is not the end, and killing is not the goal. Think about it.”
Huh!
When the voice fell, Lin Yun’s right hand violently twitched, and the funeral flower was pulled out in an instant.
Yan Tie’s cheeks trembled under the pain, bang, just about to speak, Lin Yun slapped his wound with his left hand.
Life poured in, and the injury at Yan Tiexin’s mouth recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When Lin Yun let go, the wound had healed perfectly.
Yan Tie was astonished. He looked up and found that the opponent’s eyes were clear, without the slightest humiliation, but a lot of admiration.
Recalling what Lin Yun said just now, Yan Tie woke up and said, “Thank you very much.”
“polite.”
Lin Yun smiled and said softly.
To be honest, he really admired the opponent, if he didn’t master Jianxin, and if there was no help, he would be extremely difficult to defeat the opponent.
Even with a few chances to lose, the opponent’s death sword intent was a high-level sword intent that Lin Yun hadn’t grasped.
“What is the name of this sword in your hand?”
Yan Tie looked at the burial flower that Lin Yun returned to its sheath, and asked.
It should be a holy sword made of top-level magical materials, but it is a little different. This sword has a lot of life aura than other holy swords.
Not like a dead thing, but like a living thing with life.
Very strange, he had never seen such a holy sword.
“If you have a chance in the future, you will know.” Lin Yun said.
The appearance of the funeral flower is not much different from other metal swords, and it is not unique. It is metal wood, looks like a metal sword, two fingers wide and four feet long, cold and sharp, with unmatched sharpness.
Containing the two holy patterns of Dream and Devouring, the rank is now the holy sword of Ten Thousand Patterns.
Lin Yun decided to sacrifice this sword after consideration.
As long as he doesn’t say it, it is difficult for outsiders to associate it with the funeral flower. A metal sword with two fingers wide and four feet long is the most basic shape of the Dragon Era.
Yan Tie asked casually, his eyes condensed slightly, and he said solemnly: “My last sword, how did you break it?”
“lucky.”
Lin Yun said softly.
Feng Lei Wuji, he was sacrificed in actual combat for the first time, and it was only a big success.
There is still a lot of room for improvement. You can get such a fluke the first time you play against someone.
But it was not a fluke that he won Yan Tie. Even if this sword could not be broken, Lin Yun still had other players in his hand, so the opponent would definitely lose.
Lin Yun also had a lot of insights into this battle with the opponent.
Whether it is Wind Sweeping Nine Heavens, or Thunder Sting, or Wind Lei Wuji can become stronger.
In the battle with Yan Tie, Lin Yun’s understanding of the entire Canglong sword technique has been invisibly deepened a lot.
Fluke?
Yan Tie shook his head and didn’t quite believe it. He felt that Lin Yun was comforting himself, and said, “After life and death, I will fight you again!” x
He is still very confident, waiting for life and death, and intends to raise the sword of death by a level.
At that time, the dance of death will also be fully completed, and his experience in the Nether Sea has not yet been fully displayed.
Moreover, the way of death that Lin Yun and him talked about also made him quite rewarding, and vaguely felt that maybe he could really try it.
After Yan Tie returned, Jun Qiu Shan breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly: “In this battle, Langya is the top spot, and Lin Xiao wins!”
The voice fell, and everyone in the four directions looked different.
Ji Lingfeng was still very happy. He didn’t expect Lin Xiao to turn defeat into victory at the last moment. That last sword was really amazing.
Vaguely, the Canglong sword intent was raised to another level.
Feng Yuanjun sneered, no one knew what he was thinking, but it must be quite uncomfortable.
The three big sons next to him looked endlessly, Qiu Shan-kun was not bottomed, and still couldn’t see the happiness or anger.
On the other hand, Lord Qingshuang showed a look of interest in Lin Yun, while Lord Yuxue ignited a bit of warfare, and it has been a long time since I saw such a strong swordsman on the dragon list.
Among the six sacred places, the war reignited in the eyes of Wan Lei Jiao Yi Feng, and even his senior brother couldn’t help it.
In the pavilion of the local forces in the Tianyu Holy City, Feng Yuanjun suddenly spoke and looked at a person: “Shi Feng, don’t you try?”
One of the three swordsmen in Shifenglongbang, known as the swordsman of the wind, he looks plain and indifferent.
Hearing Feng Yuanjun’s words, his face remained faint and said: “If he only has his current strength, I have a 40% chance of winning against him, and for the swordsman, the chance of winning 40% is already very high.”
Swordsman, with a sharp edge, fighting for his life, with a 40% chance of winning, he can definitely go to blog.
“But… he definitely has more than this strength, so I will lose.” Shi Feng said lightly.
A strange color flashed in Jun Fengyuan’s eyes, this stone wind is still not easy to fool, it should be impossible to trick him into exploring Lin Yun’s bottom.
On the thunder and blood battle stage, Lin Yun checked, Long Yuan consumed nearly two-thirds, and immediately said: “Lin needs a rest, so I will leave for the time being.”
After speaking, he turned and walked towards his pavilion.
Several people showed a pity in their eyes, they wanted to fight Lin Yun, but they couldn’t forcefully stay if they wanted to leave.
As he said, Lin Yun has already fought four games in a row, and it is really unreasonable to continue to force the opponent to stay.
He is leaving, no one can say more.
Just looking at his back one after another, the expressions in his eyes are full of admiration, one man and one sword, winning four games in a row.
This Lin Xiao was born out of nowhere. He originally thought he was a piano player, but unexpectedly he was a super ruthless person.
Even if he doesn’t take the shot, he will cause a great sensation in the Eastern Wilderness. Given time, he will definitely be a strong competitor on the Dragon List.
The Seventh Layer of Dragon Vessels is so against the sky, how powerful after the Nineth Layer of Dragon Veins, I dare not imagine.
After Langya’s feast, his name will spread throughout the Eastern Wilderness.
He is now the number one swordsman on the Dragon List like a fake replacement!
The Eastern Desolation Dragon List, thousands of swordsmen, respect him.
It’s like a fish leaping over a dragon gate, everyone knows it.
“What’s the origin of Lin Xiao? He was born like a monster and had no reputation at all before.”
“Actually, it is not hard to guess. He masters the Canglong Eucharist and uses the Canglong sword technique. He must be a wizard of the Canglong family of hidden generations.”
“It is possible, but he may also come from the more mysterious Tianxiang Shenshan. Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why he can win the first place in the Langya event.
“Nonsense, have you seen the people of Tianxiang Shenshan who possess the sacred body of the blue dragon and the sword technique of the blue dragon? It must be a hidden family of the blue dragon!”
“Then how do you explain, why do people from the Canglong line have such a high level of musical attainment that they can’t even match the painting of plums?”
There were constant discussions and quarrels, and everyone was extremely curious about Lin Yun’s identity.
No way, his performance was too dazzling, like a dark horse turned out in this martial arts tea party, no one can ignore it.
When everyone was arguing, someone suddenly thought and said: “Is it impossible. He is a wizard of the Canglong family, but he grew up in the mountain. Isn’t it a perfect match?”
The Quartet is silent and silent.
Everyone was awakened suddenly, and they only felt that the more they thought about it, the more likely it was. He was a leader in the line of Canglong, and he did not conflict with his origin from Tianxiang Shenshan.
On the pavilion where Jianzong was, Ye Ziling kept looking at Lin Yun’s back, and then slowly retracted his gaze after taking a seat.
Her expression was bleak, and there was a trace of sadness between her eyebrows.
“What’s wrong?”
Mu Xueqin smiled and said, “Do you think of Junior Brother Lin? Speaking of which, Lin Xiao’s demeanor is indeed quite similar to Junior Brother Lin.”
Ye Ziling whispered: “If Junior Brother Lin is still there, his demeanor will definitely not lose him.”
“Think about it carefully. There are many similarities between Lin Xiao and Junior Brother Lin. They both use swords and both have the sacred body of the blue dragon.” Mu Xueqin continued, “But there are more things that don’t resemble each other. Similarly, Junior Brother Lin can’t be related to the Canglong line, and it can’t be related to Tianxiang Shenshan.”
Both of them knew that Lin Yun was from the Xuanhuang Realm and had only been in Kunlun for four to five years.
As they talked, their expressions became quite sad.
In the deserted ancient battlefield, Junior Brother Lin now knows his life or death, and he doesn’t know where he has gone.
Lin Yun returned to her seat, and Yue Weiwei passed by his side and said: “Brother Yun, you just drew your sword, are you too impulsive?”
Lin Yun’s expression remained unchanged, knowing that Yue Weiwei was worried about his identity being exposed.
“No problem, as long as I don’t say it, no one can guess that the sword in my hand is a burial flower. Besides, I am a swordsman, and I have never made a sword. On the contrary, it makes people suspicious.”
“Your identity will be revealed sooner or later. Before that, it’s better to make yourself stronger so that people who doubt me don’t dare to move.”
Lin Yun thinks very clearly that in many cases, it is not that you hide well enough to ensure safety.
No matter how good you hide, if the strength and background are not enough, the other party will have no doubts, and if you kill, you will kill, without any scruples at all.
Like ants, who cares?
But if you are stronger, it will make the other party feel uncertain and dare not act rashly.
Even if the other party is really suspicious, he must carefully weigh the consequences of offending the Canglong line and Tianxiang Shenshan.
Most importantly, it has been a long time since he drew his sword to fight with others.
No matter how talented you are, and blindly working behind closed doors, you will never be able to make progress.
Seeing that Lin Yun had already thought about it, Yue Weiwei smiled and didn’t say much. No matter what, Brother Yun was still quite handsome.
Now he is also the number one swordsman on the Dragon List!
[Many people think that the funeral flowers are all out, and it’s incredible that the people of Jianzong didn’t recognize Lin Yun. Let me make an analogy. In Xiaoaojianghu, Lin Pingzhi and Linghu Chong use the same sword. Junior sister, can you recognize Lin Pingzhi as Linghu Chong? Don’t open up the perspective of God. Of course, Lin Yun’s identity will be revealed sooner or later, but what? This in itself is the highlight of the plot and the charm of the novel. In this way, if there is still a man, I will send out the Nine Dragon Sword in my collection tomorrow on the public account, and show everyone what is meant by two fingers wide and four feet long. You will understand after reading it. 】