Chapter 337 Weaknesses and Strengths
Between the flat ground, Lin Yun ran wildly with his sword, and the ground trembled while sprinting. The sword’s power is like a continuous stream of water, overlapping and overlapping, constantly hitting, wherever it passes, the surrounding ancient trees are crushed.
A sword stabbed, turned around, and returned the sword to its sheath.
Cang!
The moment the flower was buried in its sheath, a mutant magic leopard with a pillar of blood burst out behind his forehead, and before he could scream, he was obliterated by a flood of sword intent.
The black blood demon wolf was divided into two halves, the bones of the mutant demon-printed leopard were gone, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Lin Yun looked at all this calmly, his eyes restrained and thoughtful.
It seems that my judgment is indeed correct. Sudden strength and weakness are not the weakness of Shuiyue Sword Technique, but its strengths.
The king is invisible, and the spirit becomes smooth.
The wind of the king is invisible and powerful.
The wind has no phase, the clouds are impermanent, the mountains are powerful, and the water is invisible. This is the case with the Shuiyue Swordsmanship. Every move is full of variables, with strong water flooding mountains and rivers, stormy waves, weak spring rains, moisturizing things silently.
The vast sword power, full of endless variables, erratic, how to deal with the opponent?
Lin Yun thought about it, and rushed to get a headache for his enemy.
In this way, it is the real power of the spirit-level super-grade swordsmanship, and this water-moon swordsmanship is not only a tasteless one. On the contrary, it is the most powerful spirit-level super sword technique in the Lingxiao sword pavilion.
Brother Tang Tong must have gone in the wrong direction, so he practiced this sword technique sparsely.
There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Lin Yun pondered: “There are still four days left. When I master the Yinzhihan sword power, this Shuiyue sword technique can barely be called a great achievement.”
Swordsmanship training, as long as you grasp the true meaning, it will be much easier to practice.
It’s like finding a bright avenue that leads to the end in countless twists and turns. Not only will it get twice the result with half the effort, but it will also not be trapped in it and unable to get out.
Da da da!
The figure of the blood dragon horse appeared in the field of vision, grinning at Lin Yun. Then unceremoniously, he ran towards the monster core of the two monster beasts.
Two Xuanwu Seven Layers of Demon Pills, especially a variant demon pill, are enough for this bloody dragon to feast on.
This blood dragon horse has a trace of true dragon blood, and as the power of the blood continues to manifest, the improvement of the cultivation base is even more terrifying than Lin Yundu.
Now that he has reached the level of the sixth level of Xuanwu, I am afraid that he can be promoted to the seventh level of Xuanwu at any time after devouring these two demon pills.
Without disturbing the blood dragon horse to eat, Lin Yun put the sword in the box and looked at the core of the Silent Mountain Range.
There, there is a great horror, and it makes people feel heavy pressure at a glance. According to the rumors, in the depths of this Silent Mountain Range, there are monsters of the Celestial Soul Realm, which is horrendously heinous.
The demon beast of the Heavenly Soul Realm was an existence that Lin Yun could not imagine.
Not to mention him, even the elder of the Purple Mansion Realm in the sect, if he accidentally encounters it, he will die.
However, as long as I don’t go deep, it shouldn’t be a big problem. Even if I encounter a monster of the Purple Mansion Realm, I can at least escape with the Chiyan Banner.
Looking at the blood dragon horse, Lin Yun didn’t intend to take it. This trip was to find an excellent place to practice swordsmanship.
Only one person can achieve the effect.
There are many monsters in the mountains, and almost every few miles traveled, a big battle was inevitable. Lin Yun didn’t think about it too much, as he faced the enemy all the way, using the burial foil to make a bloody path.
Occasionally, there are invincibles, or there are many monsters, so they leave calmly with Seven Profound Steps.
The Seven Profound Steps approaching the peak of Consummation made him have no fear and want to go, and few monsters could catch him.
Half a day later, through the ancient trees that support the sky, a waterfall appeared in the field of vision.
The waterfall falls from the high mountains and is thousands of feet long, like a silver horse with turbulent water. Falling below, it forms a rather vast lake, with shocking water from time to time.
Lin Yun’s eyes lit up, and it was the first time he saw a lake in this Silent Mountain Range for several days.
“Just here.”
Lin Yun stretched his arms slightly, and his body was like fallen leaves floating steadily on the surface of the lake.
The true essence in the body was agitated, and he walked like flat ground on the lake. Ling Bo stepped slightly, but there was nothing to say about it, a powerful person in the Xuanwu realm could easily do it with his vigorous true essence.
It is nothing more than a person with a sage, walking in it, and will not consume too much true yuan.
“The water is soft, the moon is yin; the water is the sky, the moon is alone, the sword is the heart, and the lonely fragrance is appreciated; the king is invisible, and the spirit becomes smooth; the king’s wind is invisible and powerful; the water and moon swordsmanship, to the yin To the cold, the most arrogant…”
Fighting on the surface of the lake, Lin Yun closed his eyes tightly, recalling sword techniques in his mind.
The heaven and the earth are everywhere, becoming more and more silent in his perception. Except for the roar of the waterfall, there is also the breeze swaying slightly on the lake, without any sound.
When the heart calmed down completely, even the sound of the waterfall was gone.
Lin Yun opened his eyes abruptly, opened his hands, and the burial sword turned into a cold light and pierced straight out.
boom!
The monstrous sword power, followed by the majestic, the waves on the lake like columns, as high as hundreds of meters, the momentum is extremely shocking.
Cengceng!
Lin Yun swung one sword after another, on the surface of the water. As time passed, two sunlight scenes passed unconsciously. In these two days and two nights, Lin Yun completely forgot about himself and was immersed in the practice of Shuiyue swordsmanship.
In addition to the intangible and impermanent sword power, this Shuiyue sword technique also has the true meaning of arrogance and coldness. Nowadays, the spirit has changed smoothly, the comprehension is thorough, the most arrogant, and the yin is cold, but it is always a little worse.
“Far from enough……”
On the clear water lake, Lin Yun didn’t know how many swords he had swung so far, like a madman, but his eyes were still calm and deep.
The more insane, the more calm and composed.
Not enough, not enough, not enough!
Lin Yun shouted wildly in his heart, and the sword technique displayed on the lake was actually more diligent than two days ago. When Lin Yun had forgotten about it, his vast sword power exuded a terrifying chill.
Under the impetus of Ziyuan Sword Art, this cold sword force became more and more shocking.
The lake surging up in mid-air, drifting like snow, fell down. Inadvertently, this Shuiyue sword technique to the cold side, quietly radiated.
Lin Yun, who was immersed in swordsmanship, did not notice this scene, and was still swinging his sword ecstatically.
Suddenly, his sword power all over his body, violently advancing, frantically accumulating.
Lin Yun was paused, a flash of sorrow flashed in his eyes, then he woke up and closed his eyes. The mind is concentrated, and in the vast snow, he constantly feels the soaring sword power.
When his eyes were closed, it was two full hours.
call out!
When he opened his eyes, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he muttered: “That’s how it is.”
In his hand, the luminous, dreamlike burial sword, waved his hand. The moment the sword was released, a thunderous roar resounded loudly, and the reckless sword force was completely integrated with the landscape.
Rumble!
The next moment, the surface of the lake gathered and trembled, and dozens of shocking water waves appeared. Accompanied by a thunderous roar, like Li Xuan’s arrow, it rushed across the lake like lightning.
Lin Yun’s eyes were cold, and the foil burial sword that was raised up, waved again.