Chapter 203 Swordsman should have the edge

Green bamboo stands in the cold, all the way forward, killing the secret cloth.

But Lin Yun can’t turn his head back, there is still a ray of life going forward; if you look back, you will undoubtedly die.

Unless you have a complete sword intent, you will not be able to crack the patterns here, so let’s call it sword patterns for the time being.

Different from the lines in the Heart Sutra of Years and Years, the lines of this place contain great murderous intent and infinite sword intent.

It is not an exaggeration to call it a sword pattern.

The most frightening thing is that a series of sword patterns, layer upon layer, follow a certain Taoist rhyme, and form this vast sword formation.

Burying Sword Forest, Burying Sword Forest…

Lin Yun also understood why this place was called the Burying Sword Forest.

Swordsman, a place where bones are buried.

Wang Ning didn’t dare to come forward without waiting for a reason, even Huangfu Jingxuan.

Like Lin Yun, he has the sword intent, but he doesn’t understand the lines, so he must die.

Only those who, like Lin Yun, have mastered the half-step sword intent, and have a little through the lines, can get a glimmer of life.

But walking step by step, it is also like walking on thin ice, not daring to be presumptuous.

The infinite killing intent accumulated behind him has made him afraid to think about it, so he can only bite the bullet and go forward.

Lin Yun didn’t say a word, feeling the surging sword intent around him, and kept condensing his half-step sword intent.

Click!

The broken sword and martial soul in the body, nine chains, appeared from time to time, and there was violent shaking.

He could clearly feel that as his half-step sword intent grew, the nine ancient chains were loosening little by little.

Half-step sword intent, continuously enhanced, but always a little closer to the full sword intent.

It’s just so close, it seems that you can touch it with your hand.

After reaching out, I got a little closer, but it was still a little bit close.

Lin Yun could only bite the bullet and walk forward constantly, relying on the huge sword intent in the Burying Sword Forest to continue training.

Outside the forest of buried swords, Li Wuyou, with a solemn expression, was more nervous than Lin Yun.

Unlike Lin Yun, he could clearly see how amazing the sword intent and murderous intentions accumulated behind Lin Yun had reached.

The majestic murderous intent has turned into a vast sea of blood, and the sea of blood churned and condensed various visions.

It seemed that the next moment, this boundless sea of blood would engulf Lin Yun.

Above the sea of blood, thousands of long swords were surging, all formed by the condensing of sword intent, and one touch would cause death, and there was no possibility of surviving.

The gently swaying bamboo forest made a depressive sound, like a sword chant, like a chatter, and like someone singing.

Li Wuyou didn’t know how long Lin Yun could endure such terrible pressure.

Burying Jianlin, whether Lin Yun’s sword will be buried, is really hard to say.

“Almost, why is it always near?”

Lin Yun, who walked on thin ice, followed his steps, frowning, as if walking into a certain dead end.

It was a little bit before, obviously only half a step away. After taking a step, I obviously felt some progress, but it was still a quarter of a step away. If I continued to walk, I was one-eighth, one-sixteenth of a step away…

The distance between him and the complete sword intent has shrunk infinitely, but it seems infinitely far away.

The murderous intent and sword intent behind the mountains and the sea made him feel confused and his confidence was shaken.

Click!

The slightest wave of vacillation will make the flaws in the state of mind and expand infinitely.

Taking another step, Lin Yun knew that as soon as he settled down, the sword pattern under his feet suddenly burst.

Huh!

A sharp break through the air sounded, and a row of sharp green bamboos, like spears, carrying an unparalleled sword intent, rushed towards him.

It’s over, it was backlashed by the formation…

Lin Yun’s heart tightened. In this forest of buried swords, he followed every step, unable to move at all.

Behind him is the sky of murderous intent, the left and right are infinite sword intent, the front is the killing arrow, there is no place for him in the sky and the ground.

Terrible loneliness, a panic that was rejected by the world, filled my heart.

Buried Jianlin is repelling him!

Burying Jianlin wants to bury him!

Damn…what’s the difference?

Lin Yun was at a loss. He felt that the strength of his half-step sword intent was no less than the full sword intent.

But it’s just a little bit, just a little bit too close!

At the juncture of life and death, Lin Yun closed his eyes, and the man in Tsing Yi in the picture of the rose appeared in his mind.

Looking back, every detail of the people in Tsing Yi waving their swords and dancing, compared with the other side, what is lacking in him?

The picture was changing, and the figure of the Sword Saint of Purple Kite appeared in his mind, and the other party suppressed the monstrous Demon Sea with the remnant of the soul.

Both are swordsmen who make him look up, both…

Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes, he found the common ground between the Purple Kite Sword Saint and the Tsing Yi people, he finally knew what he was missing.

With a thought, Lin Yun suddenly turned around.

The sword power all over his body suddenly rose, and he faced the sky of murderous intent, and the endless sword intent.

Even with the power of breaking the mountains and the sea, it can break the stars, cut the sun and the moon, but without the heart of the sword, what a swordsman.

Swordsman, when there is a sharp edge!

What I miss is this point of sharpness. Since I was born for the sword, then I, Lin Yun, should not be afraid to die for the sword!

The heart became more and more transparent, and the sword force on Lin Yun’s body was just like substance, crystal clear.

His eyes were slightly confused, and at this moment, he was full of sharpness and fearlessness.

Can’t look back? I turn my head!

The heart of the swordsman, never advances, let me go!

The heart thumped and thumped and kept beating. Lin Yun’s expression was stern, and his whole body was boiling with blood, and a sharp edge came out. Looking at the boundless sea of blood, endless murderous intent, spreading his sword power, Lin Yun took one step and stepped out.

In an instant, Lin Yun was swallowed by this sea of blood, and was buried by the endless sword intent.

“Do not!”

Li Wuyou saw this scene, he couldn’t help but yelled out loudly, and yelled, “Fuck your mother, what kind of dog built the sword burial forest, I’ve abolished you!”

Wow!

Seeing him, the stars burst into the sky, his eyes filled with endless anger.

Click! Click!

Seeing him like crazy, he rushed into the sword burial forest, drew his sword and chopped wildly, and he kept cutting off the green bamboos.

But that green bamboo seems to live forever, live forever, and cut it endlessly.

boom!

At the time when the sea of blood and the majestic sword intent were about to completely swallow Lin Yun. Suddenly, his body burst out, and the colored glaze was shining, crystal clear and brilliant. Like a beautiful jade, it is not stained by dust, rain and dew.

Immediately afterwards, pure and condensed sword intent, burst out from him with endless sharpness.

Jingle bells!

This sword intent made the entire bamboo forest sway for it. The green bamboos collide, and the crisp sound like a wind chime blooms, a series of strings, endless, endless.

A sea of blood, majestic sword intent, in the sound of this swaying wind chime, scattered with the wind, and passed away with the wind.

Click!

The chain of a certain chain that was sealing the broken sword martial soul stopped abruptly, and all of them were broken.

A roar from ancient times came from inside, like a pair of gazes, staring at him from a distance, without anger and prestige.

“Is this… my martial soul?”

Lin Yun opened his eyes and looked around. The wind and the waves were calm, neither murderous nor full of sword intent.

Only the pleasant sound of wind chimes, like lights, swaying in various forms, is intoxicating.

Burying Jianlin seems to be a test place left by a certain senior.

Before, I never realized the true meaning of sword intent, and my confidence was shaken, so I couldn’t get recognition immediately. When he understands the complete sword intent and knows himself, the only difference is the sharpness and the monstrous blood, which will not hurt him.

“Thank you, senior.”

Lin Yun sat cross-legs, hands clasped together, his expression was extremely respectful, and he bent over to salute solemnly.

When he got up, Lin Yun stretched out his hand and felt it in the air, and all the sword patterns had disappeared. Except for the coldness, this place is now an ordinary bamboo forest.

“Kill you, hack you!”

There was a sound of angrily kicking and hissing in his ears, and Lin Yun looked back and saw that Li Wuyou was tired like a dog.

Holding the sword in both hands, facing the air, he waved wildly, his face was full of anger, and he was muttering words.

“What are you doing?”

Lin Yun frowned slightly, and asked cautiously.

“Brother, I’ll take revenge for you. There are so many bamboos. Wait until I finish cutting them. Don’t let me know which bastard breeds it. You must kill him!”

Li Wuyou replied casually, still full of murderous expression, facing the air, cutting the bamboo.

Lin Yun’s right middle finger was bent, and his thumb was heavily pressed on his nails. He did not flick the Excalibur, but flicked a flick.

Cang!

A finger popped out, and there was a complete sword intent lingering immediately, and a clear and translucent sword chant came out.

When the wind blows, the whole bamboo forest swings along with it, and the swaying wind chimes play two overlapping singing.

Li Wuyou only felt that there was a buzz in his mind, suddenly awakened.

“What am I doing?”

After waking up, he sighed: “My wrist is so sour…”

Can it not be sour? I swung thousands of swords into the air with all my strength. It’s strange that it is not sour.

“I also want to know, what are you doing.”

Lin Yun smiled slightly, looked at Li Wuyou, and said softly.

“Brother, you’re not dead?”

Li Wuyou was in a dream, looking at Lin Yun in surprise and said: “Haha, brother, I saved you! The moment you were swallowed by a sea of blood, I rushed in. I didn’t know the green bamboo when I was killed. I didn’t expect the difference. Yang Cuo, I really saved my brother.”

Lin Yun rolled his eyes, pointed his finger in the four directions and said: “Let’s see for yourself, I don’t want to talk to you.”

“what happened……”

Only then did Li Wuyou realize that there was no broken bamboo on the ground. Is it all an illusion?

In the huge sword burial forest, there are no green bamboos he chopped off, let alone one, not half of them.

The blood dragon horse strode forward, snapped his nose, looked at Li Wuyou with contempt, and walked towards Lin Yun.

Li Wuyou covered his face with his hands, he wanted to cry without tears, and his fame was ruined. What shame did he do? Even the blood dragon horse despise him…

rustle!

Stepping on the bamboo leaves on the ground, Lin Yun led the blood dragon horse and walked toward the depths.

There are many secrets in this place.

The winding path is quiet and long, and after a half-pillar incense, Lin Yun saw an ancient bamboo building.

The bamboo building was built with water, and on one side of the cold pond, there was a mist of mist, and the cold person trembled slightly.

“The cold air of Burial Jianlin comes from here.”

Lin Yun thoughtfully, the coldness in this place was somewhat similar to the gloomy wind stream he had been in. Not as irritable as Yin Fengjian, but cold and cold, the stamina is continuous and even better.

“What the hell is this place, it’s cold and scary.”

Li Wuyou’s voice sounded from behind, and Lin Yun looked back.

Seeing Lin Yun caring for the mentally retarded, Li Wuyou felt embarrassed for a while, and smirked: “Brother, go in and see.”