The first thousand nine hundred and eighty-four chapters borrow sword
ended!
No one thought that this battle would be so fierce.
In the final confrontation between Lin Yun and Gu Zijing, one sword after another was continuously displayed, which made people completely overwhelmed.
Nine swords!
The Firefly Divine Sword entered the sacred scroll, and Lin Yun actually learned the entire nine swords before he was promoted to the holy way, which is really incredible.
I thought that Gu Zijing’s stars and Vientiane Eyes, as well as the Purple Ice God and Phoenix Secret Art, were already invincible.
But who would have thought that Gu Zijing would lose in the end.
Especially the last sword, if Lin Yun really used it, Gu Zijing might be dead.
That sword was incredibly strong, sweeping the world, and the spirit of God blocking and killing God.
call!
On the hilt of the sword, Gu Zijing breathed a long sigh of relief, looking at Lin Yun with a desperate look.
The original starry eyes, with extremely deep eyes, were bleak at the moment.
“This person looks really pitiful. The Ice and Snow Temple may have something to do with this saint, Lin Yun, don’t let him go on like this. You pass the words of this emperor to him…”
Little Bingfeng’s voice sounded in the purple kite mystery, and a strange color flashed in Lin Yun’s eyes.
However, he still followed the instructions, secretly transmitted the voice, and told the other party what Xiao Bingfeng had said.
“this!?”
After Gu Zijing listened to it, Tong Yan shrank sharply and looked at Lin Yun incredibly.
What Lin Yun had just told him were the many flaws in the Purple Ice God and Phoenix Secret Art he had used, and the various ways of complementing them.
Gu Zijing was shocked, how did he know it!
The secret technique for summoning the purple ice god phoenix is called the sacred canon of the phoenix coming to the world. This canon is only mastered by his master, the ice emperor, and it is a secret that is not passed on in the ice and snow temple.
The problem now is that this secret technique was passed on to him by the Ice Emperor.
In other words, none of the holy scriptures in the hands of the Bingdi were complete, and Lin Yun actually made up a lot in a few words, which is amazing.
When the Bingdi knew, he was shocked.
“How…how do you know this…” Gu Zijing couldn’t help but asked aloud.
correct?
Lin Yun muttered in his heart, Xiao Bingfeng was a rare and reliable one, and he actually bluffed the other party.
“Everyone has their own secrets, don’t they?” Lin Yun asked with a smile.
Gu Zijing woke up and clasped a fist. “I am grateful for this matter. If you have time, please come to the Ice and Snow Temple. My Master, I will definitely entertain Ye Gongzi myself.”
“It’s easy to say.”
Lin Yun said casually.
“You must come!” Gu Zijing had forgotten that this was a famous sword convention, and when she retired, she kept asking.
Lin Yun was unconvinced, he didn’t dare to go to this ice and snow temple casually.
If the emperor couldn’t cover it, it would really be impossible to turn over.
“Actually, this emperor has a guess that the seven supreme god patterns in the sky ice god pattern may be in the hands of this ice emperor.” Little Bingfeng secretly said.
“How are you sure?”
“intuition!”
Under the clouds, the top of the great sword.
After Gu Zijing left, Lin Yun sat cross-legged, swallowed an elixir and closed his eyes to heal his injuries.
“After all, I still want Ye Qingtian’s skills to be better, and he has mastered the nine strokes of the Firefly God Sword at a young age.”
Jiang Yunting sighed over the sky, he guessed the result.
But did not guess the process, really did not expect that Lin Yun mastered the nine strokes of the Firefly God Sword into the holy scroll.
The thirteen swords that entered the sacred scroll, one sword is stronger than one, and the difficulty of cultivation is also constantly multiplying.
“After today, Ye Qingtian is destined to be famous for Kunlun.” Someone on Tianque sighed.
“If Gu Zijing also loses, wouldn’t he be the top of the list?” Feng Shengling whispered.
hiss!
There was a silence on the sky, and Feng Shaoyu’s expression was extremely ugly. This is a situation that no one in the Jian League wants to see.
Especially the host of the Famous Sword Conference, Hidden Sword Villa!
Is the champion changing hands again?
It was staged once twenty years ago, and again twenty years later.
The Jianmeng had been chased by Tian Jue City extremely badly these years, and the situation was already quite embarrassing.
This happened again, I’m afraid it will be harder to look up in the future.
“Brother Jiang didn’t make a move…I’m not in the Sword League without anyone.” Zao Wou-ki suddenly said.
Everyone was slightly startled, and suddenly many people couldn’t help but look at Jiang Yunting.
Jiang Yunting was also a wizard, and he also mastered the Galaxy Sword Intent.
Now that Ye Qingtian has exposed enough cards, if Jiang Yunting is willing to make a move, he may not have no chance of winning.
“Jiang Yunting…you…”
Feng Shaoyu quickly said.
“Don’t don’t don’t.”
Jiang Yunting quickly refused and waved his hand: “I am not his opponent, at least not now.”
“Not to mention whether Ye Qingtian still has a hole card, even if there are really no cards left, if you really want to defeat me in a fight, one sword is enough.”
He doesn’t have the secret technique of the Ice Emperor, if Lin Yun blessed with the sword heart of the blue dragon, he would directly display the mirror flower water moon.
He must be defeated!
To rashly challenge is to insult himself, Jiang Yunting himself still has a lot of counts, and Zao Wou-ki’s saying this is simply uneasy and kind.
Feng Shaoyu’s expression dimmed, knowing that it would be useless to say more, so she sighed silently.
rustle!
The sound of footsteps came, but the defeated Gu Zijing came up.
“Sorry, I disappointed the young owner.”
Gu Zijing arched his hands with a little guilt, but his expression was still calm, not as decadent as when he was initially defeated.
Feng Shaoyu smiled bitterly, and said, “Where to speak, Brother Gu has done his best.”
Gu Zijing shook his head, did not answer, and the others on the Tianque also fell into silence.
Although everyone didn’t want to admit it, in fact Lin Yun had already won the championship, and the people who laughed at him at the beginning were all jokes.
Especially Zao Wou-ki, his face was extremely embarrassed.
The rumors and arrogant words about Lin Yun were all spread by him behind his back.
At first, I thought that the other party was a jumping clown, but I didn’t expect to become a clown.
Sword shocking second?
It is not only Jian Jingtian second, this Ye Qingtian is even more enchanting than Jian Jingtian of the year!
Time passed in silence.
At the top of the giant sword, Lin Yun slowly got up, and then stretched his arms down.
He looked around and whispered: “Who else is willing to fight next!”
As far as I can see, there is silence.
The entire sword league leaders all bowed their heads and dared not look.
What is domineering, this is domineering!
The whole cup of tea time passed, there was no sound in the huge square, and time seemed to stand still.
“Young boss, since no one answered, then this champion is mine, right?”
Lin Yun raised his head to look at Feng Shaoyu on the Tianque.
Feng Shaoyu squeezed out a smile and said: “Be safe, don’t worry, but there are still people who want to fight Ye Qingtian. If no one comes forward, the top of this year’s famous swords conference will belong to Tiandaozong Ye Qingtian.”
He just asked symbolically that if someone was willing to make a move, he wouldn’t have been silent for so long.
After a while, no one answered.
Feng Shaoyu took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and said in a deep voice: “The Heavenly Dao Sect is worthy of being the leader of the Eastern Wilderness Sacred Land. If you don’t hear it, it’s already a blockbuster, and no one will fight. This young village owner officially announced that he will be the champion of this year’s famous sword tournament. , It is the Heavenly Dao Sect wizard Ye Qingtian!”
His voice was heavy, echoing in all directions, and many sword league leaders on the viewing platform had complex expressions, and they were filled with emotion.
At first they were a little bit sour, but when Lin Yun defeated Zao Wou-ki and Gu Zijing one after another, there was nothing to say.
It is indeed a champion, the swordsman speaks with the sword in his hand after all.
Huh!
Feng Shaoyu stretched out his arms and fell from the sky with two sword servants beside him.
The sword servant carried the sword box, and the three of them came to Lin Yun together.
Feng Shaoyu pointed to the sword box and said: “This sword was forged by my grandfather himself. It took a hundred years to imprint two kinds of stars, merge the blood of hundreds of beasts, and refine a meteorite from the sky, named Tiangang, which is indestructible. Unstoppable.”
There was a lot of dismay in his eyes, and he paused for a long time.
After a long time, he said incomparably complicated: “Now it’s yours. In addition, you can read the scriptures of this door and take any sword book. As well as thirty sun sacred pills and thirty lunar sacred pill. Holy pill.”
Everyone took a deep breath!
Looking at Lin Yun one after another, his eyes were full of envy, which was an extremely amazing reward.
Even the 18th Holy Land of the Sword League, it may not be easy to take out.
It’s also Tibetan Sword Villa!
The swords they forged are well-known in the world, and the supply exceeds demand, and there is no shortage of money and resources. That’s why they have such a big hand.
“Try the sword.”
Feng Shaoyu made a please gesture.
His emotions are very complicated, but he still maintains the most basic etiquette.
This was the most glorious time for the swordsman, and under the eyes of everyone, two sword servants opened the sword box.
Double Yao Sacred Artifact, Tiangang Sword!
Lin Yun stared at the sword box with a ray of light in his eyes, and he had to say that the Tibetan Sword Villa was indeed generous.
“You don’t need to try the sword. Since the Hidden Sword Villa has taken out this sword, this sword must be extraordinary.”
Lin Yun took the sword, but didn’t mean to pull it out.
Feng Shaoyu’s brows suddenly wrinkled, and the many leaders of the Jian League were also quite puzzled, and there were whispers.
“What does this mean?”
“It says that this sword is extraordinary, but I don’t even want to look at it. This night Qingtian is too crazy.”
“How can he let the young owner step down!”
“That’s right, the purpose of holding such a grand event at Tibetan Sword Villa was to show the swordsmen of the world their ability to make swords. This is too bullying.”
…
Feng Shaoyu’s mouth twitched, trying to suppress the anger, and grudgingly said with a smile: “Brother Ye knows something. It is our tradition to try the sword. We must let the world know that this sword was only made a century ago. It is my grandfather’s painstaking effort. You have to let the people of the world have some insights.”
Lin Yun smiled bitterly in his heart, but he really wanted to pull it out and have a look, but he was not afraid of ten thousand just in case.
“Or, the young owner will try it yourself.” Lin Yun suggested.
Huh!
Feng Shaoyu smiled, his face sank in an instant, and said coldly: “I will draw you the sword? Are you worthy? Ye Qingtian, I have endured you for a long time. If you don’t want to try the sword, then don’t try it, take it. Your sword go quickly.”
There was a half-sacred power erupting on him, and Feng Shaoyu flicked his sleeves and left.
People outside of the Sword League took the championship, he was already irritated, and now he is still doing this, and he doesn’t bother to install it anymore.
“I’m afraid I can’t go yet.”
Lin Yun said: “I didn’t come for the Tiangang Sword. If I remember correctly, the champion is eligible to borrow the sword from the Tibetan Sword Villa.”
“Do you want to borrow a sword?”
Feng Shaoyu turned around suddenly, the expression in his eyes looked extremely shocked.
Not only him, but all the leaders of the sword league on the viewing platform were dumbfounded. Borrowing swords is not that easy!
“I want to borrow the Supreme Sacred Sword to bake it.”
Lin Yun paused, staring into each other’s eyes, and said calmly.
His voice was very soft, but the weight of his words was like thunder on the ground, shaking people’s eardrums.