The Sovereign’s Ascension - Chapter 405



Chapter 405

The other is the damage caused by the opponent with a sword when he hurts himself with a sword. When the opponent’s sword fell on him, he shot the opponent’s figure.

The former is to take the initiative to find the flaws, and the latter is the flaws that the white-clothed man deliberately sold.

After a pause, Lin Yun looked at the opponent and continued: “You can hurt me or not, it doesn’t matter to you. But you choose to hurt me, obviously you want to deliberately leave a flaw and give me A chance to stab you. Right?”

The man in white with a vague face seemed to pause for a moment, but still repeated the mechanical words: “Stab me, and you win.”

“I don’t like to drill into the flaws that others deliberately leave, so with this sword, I won’t let you hurt me again.”

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and before the other party’s voice fell, Lin Yun took the funeral sword and took the initiative to greet him.

Seven Profound Steps, many people take pictures!

Cengceng!

Within a breath, Lin Yun took nine steps, nine afterimages, each with a sword. Like a flower, it surrounds the other party in Hua’s heart. In the heart of the flower, there are nine sword lights that are difficult to distinguish between his true and false.

But no matter whether it was true or not, the nine sword lights were all stabbed.

The mountains are powerful, the wind has no phase, the clouds are impermanent, and the water is invisible.

The profound meaning in the body of the other party is cloud impermanence, which rises like a cloud, but tangible but impermanent. Stabbing the opponent is like stabbing a cloud. It is clearly hit, but it is empty.

“interesting.”

Lin Yun’s eyes were full of brilliance, and for the first time seeing such an exquisite body technique, able to display the profound meaning of cloud to such a peak, it really opened his eyes.

Seven Profound Steps, the Golden Crow spreads its wings!

“However, I have already said that I won’t let you stab me again.”

With his arms stretched out, the nine afterimages overlapped in an instant, and Lin Yun retreated wildly in mid-air amidst the burst of golden light.

Such a swift and agile body technique made the white-clothed man’s backhand frustrated.

Cengceng!

In an instant, the two figures were in mid-air, fighting again.

One hand is erratic, sometimes like a spring breeze, sometimes like a thundering Shuiyue swordsmanship, perfectly presented in Lin Yun’s hands.

In mid-air, the sonorous voices that I just listened to kept on, the true essence surged, and the sword intent collided crazily.

“ice!”

Lin Yun’s face turned cold, Shuiyue’s ultimate move, Frost Han Wanli sacrificed.

Even if you are really a cloud, let me be honestly frozen.

To the yin to cause the cold, the most arrogant, the frosty cold for thousands of miles!

The narrow passage was immediately covered with a thick layer of frost, and the invisible sword power overwhelmed the sky, falling on the white-clothed man from all directions.

Under the frost and cold, it was frozen into an ice block by the vast sword.

Breaking through with strength is also a way to crack the opponent’s body skills head-on. The golden light flashed, and before Lin Yun appeared the ice sculpture, he raised his hand and stabbed it out with a sword.

“you lose!”

The sword fell on the ice sculpture, and with a click, the ice sculpture burst open, but nothing was left.

Lin Yun’s face changed slightly, and he quickly looked back, a cold light hitting the center of his eyebrows, making him dare not move anything.

hiss!

The cold light pierced a layer of skin, and there was a faint blood overflowing. It was the sword in the hands of the white-clothed man. As long as it was an inch in, Lin Yun would die on the spot.

“Stab me, you win.”

The mechanically repetitive sound sounded, but the voice turned around. The white-clothed person suddenly said: “But you still have won the test of this level. With your strength, it is not too difficult to find the flaws that I left deliberately.”

Whoosh!

The figure disappeared in front of him, sitting cross-legged on Qinglian again.

In the dim light and shadow, the man in white continued: “You are very confident, but this world is huge after all. I did not use power beyond your own realm. I just know the clouds better than you. But I will not tell you the secrets of this. , I want to know why you didn’t stabbed with this sword, come to the tenth floor to find me.”

When the voice fell, Qinglian and the white-clothed man disappeared at the same time.

Lin Yun was relieved and touched the blood between his brows, with a bitter smile on his face.

In the magic lotus secret realm, he walked smoothly along the way. Even in the face of Mu Xiuhan, he took advantage of the opponent’s flaws to defeat the opponent.

Invisibly, it greatly increased his confidence, but also a little inflated.

In this battle, the defeat was a mess, like a dreadful, awakened dream.

He believed what he said because he didn’t need to lie.

“The tenth floor? I will go up.”

Lin Yun muttered to himself softly.

“Forgot to tell you. Someone has already reached the sixth floor. If you can’t reach the sixth floor in one day, you will be sent out according to the rules of the Black Lotus Palace. Don’t waste your time.”

As soon as he got up, a voice rang out in his mind for no reason. This was because he was afraid that Lin Yun would spend too much time searching for treasure in the five-story treasure hall.

“Is someone up to the sixth floor?”

Lin Yun wasn’t too surprised, after all, this fifth-level test, if he was determined to find the flaws that the white-clothed man deliberately sold.

For the core disciples of the four major sects, it is not too difficult.

Need to work harder…

After a short rest, Lin Yun unfolded his body skills, no longer meant to hide his breath, and marched with all his strength.

On the way, he passed many secret rooms, and even some people fought against the strange treasure in the secret room, but he didn’t even look at it.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the brightly lit Duobao Hall.

The lotus platform gleams, and the treasures in the lotus platform have not yet appeared.

Two sect disciples, one on the left and the other on the right, looked greedy and stared at the lotus platform.

It has reached the fifth floor, and the value of the strange treasure born in the lotus platform is very scary.

Under the lights, the blood stains remaining in the hall were very dazzling.

Obviously, a bloody fight took place here not long ago.

Lin Yun didn’t restrain his breath. As soon as he appeared, the two people guarding the lotus platform felt it.

“Is there another one to die?”

The two smirked and turned around. When they saw Lin Yunzhi, their eyes flashed with astonishment.

“It’s a coincidence, I was thinking about the Black Lotus Palace. It’s a shame not to meet you.”

Lin Yun looked at the two and said softly.

The two of them were Zhao Quan and Xiao Ming from Hunyuan Sect.

It’s not a coincidence that it’s not a coincidence that the Doubolian Terraces of the Black Lotus Palace decrease from the first floor to the ninth floor. The more you go up, the opportunities for masters to meet will increase.

Zhao Quan and Xiao Ming were slightly surprised, and their expressions returned to normal.

The two seem to have gained a lot in this treasure hall, and they can break through the tenth level of Xuanwu at any time in a faint cultivation base.

The blood is like a sea, boiling and turbulent, like two ancient savage beasts, full of violence and brutality.

“Arrogant! In the previous battle, if it wasn’t your brother, who consumed me too much real energy. With your half-dangling Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art, could you suppress the two of me?”

Zhao Quan snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with obliteration.

“If you slaughter him, it will prevent us from looking for him everywhere.”

The corners of Xiao Ming’s mouth curled slightly, his expression extremely cold.

“My Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art can barely come out of the mountain, but my sword has never been!”

As the sound of the sword was washed away, the stream of light overflowed, and the burial sword, scattered with dreamlike light and shadow, grabbed its sheath and burst into Lin Yun’s hand.

The falling leaves sounded like rain in the sky, and the clouds in the water came into the sword!

In the continuous drizzle, Lin Yun was like a bright moon reflected in the lake, accompanied by white clouds, soaring into the sky.

Bang bang bang!

Under the blessing of the half-step innate sword intent, the violent bright moon in the sky rushed away the fists and the violent brutal beasts on the two of them in an instant.

The waves don’t stop!


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