Chapter 406

Just after landing, Lin Yun made a backhand with a backhand sword, like a violent river, tumbling violently.

Zhao Quan and Xiao Ming in the swordsmanship roared with fists, coping with the constantly violent swordsmanship, and it was quite difficult to deal with them.

The spring weather turned rain, moisturizing things silently.

But before the two of them got used to the rough seas, Lin Yun’s sword power suddenly changed.

He turned into a gust of wind, and in the soft spring breeze, the sword light was like a drizzle, silently, and escaped into the two of them.

The fists of the two roared like they were hitting cotton, and they couldn’t be used forcefully.

“hateful.”

“what happened?”

The two who were played between the applause were shocked and angry, cursing endlessly.

Cang!

After dozens of moves, Lin Yun collected his sword and returned it to its sheath, like a fallen leaf, falling on the corner of the wall, looking at the two indifferently.

“That’s the only thing you can do?”

They raised their eyebrows and raised their eyebrows. In the sound of grinning, they urged Zhen Yuan and strength to rush towards Lin Yun.

Lin Yun didn’t even look at it. He turned his back to the two of them and walked towards the Lotus Terrace. The light on the Lotus Terrace flickered, and the strange treasure was born.

It was a picture scroll, he stretched out his hand and held it firmly in the palm of his hand.

Puff!

Zhao Quan and Xiao Ming, who rushed towards him, vomited blood for no reason, their expressions suddenly changed wildly. I was so horrified to discover that there were countless small but sharp sword strengths in his body, like a fusion of rivers, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop it.

brush!

The moment the scroll was unfolded in Lin Yun’s hands, the bodies of the two behind them shot countless bright sword lights from the inside to the outside, bursting into two clusters of blood in endless fear.

The blood mist spreads in the air, and the blood is beautiful and beautiful like a flower, withering like a flower, withering to death.

In the secret path leading to the main hall, there was Hunyuan’s disciple, watching this scene in horror. Covered his mouth, tried hard not to let himself, made a sound, and did not dare to expose the slightest breath.

But he didn’t know Lin Yun, he had been spotted a long time ago.

He was just too lazy to pay attention, he was admiring the picture scroll in front of him, which was a picture of enlightenment. The painting is outlined with spirit patterns, and the ancient dragon elephants are vivid and lifelike, which makes him fascinated to see him.

Although he practiced the Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art, he had never seen the appearance of the Dragon Elephant.

It is said that there is a similar picture in the Hunyuan Sect, and only core disciples are qualified to observe it.

But Lin Yun felt that the dragon-like picture in front of him was much higher than the one at Hunyuanmen.

The dragon elephant in the painting is extremely lifelike and belongs to the charm of brutal beasts’ dominance and violence, and the depiction is very detailed. In this domineering atmosphere, there is also a sense of loneliness and desolation, which is definitely only a person who has really seen a dragon elephant can understand it.

After finishing the picture, Lin Yun showed a knowing smile on his face.

There are not many but not many enlightenment pictures in the Black Lotus Palace, but by coincidence, what he got is a dragon elephant picture.

Is it really a coincidence?

He doesn’t believe that there is such a coincidence in the world.

What I practiced is the Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art, so I just got a dragon elephant picture.

Originally, I just wanted to get an ancient savage beast picture at random to deduce the charm of the ancient dragon elephant, but I never thought of such good luck to get the dragon elephant picture directly.

As expected, it should have been specially prepared for him by the person in white.

It seems that I must go to the tenth floor of the Black Lotus Palace!

Lin Yun smiled slightly, stepping into Doubaolian Taichung, a fleeting moment.

The fifth floor of the Black Lotus Palace.

Lingxiao Jiange Xinyan and Chen Xuanjun are teaming up to fight one person, vying for the treasure born in Liantai.

All the way up to the fifth floor, both of them have gained a lot, and Xin Yan successfully promoted to the 9th Xuanwu layer.

The bottleneck of Chen Xuanjun’s ten-fold Xuanwu level had already been clearly loosened, even if he could not successfully break through in the secret realm.

After returning to the sect, within half a month, he will definitely break through the tenth level of Xuanwu.

Both of them have gained a lot of diligence, especially Xin Yan, the power of her blood flame swordsmanship has been promoted to the pinnacle of consummation.

The blood is like inflammation, and the inflammation blood is like ice.

As the sword light swayed, the blood was overflowing, and the violent evil spirit was cold and terrifying. When the sword light dissipated, it looked like a bunch of icy blood flowers, like snow flying.

But under the joint hands of the two, they still lost to their rivals.

Even being held up by the other party, stabilizing, calm and calm, without showing up, it made it difficult for Xin Yan and Chen Xuanjun to fight.

“Do you want to fight again?”

Moyue Villa Shui Wuhen, the two of them shook back with a palm, the folding fan shook lightly, and looked at them with a smile.

Xin Yan still had a look of unwillingness in her eyes, but Chen Xuanjun stopped her: “Brother Wuhen, there is still a smoke and cloud sword that has not been used, obviously there are reservations.”

“Accepted.”

Shui Wuhen was not hypocritical, and when the two of them stopped, he raised his hand.

He grabbed the strange treasure born in Duobelian Taichung in his hand, with a rather satisfied look on his face.

Xin Yan and Chen Xuanjun shook their heads slightly, inevitably a little bit lost.

But the skill is not as good as the others, so he can only watch the other party and put the strange treasure in his bag.

“At the Longmen Grand Competition at the end of the year, Brother Wuhen is afraid there is a chance to compete for the seat of the Eighth Young Master.”

Chen Xuanjun looked at the other party with a deep meaning.

“It’s almost impossible. The princes’ strength is much more terrifying than we thought. In short, without the strength to kill the early stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, they are not eligible to compete for the seat of the prince. But after three years, it will be. It’s hard to say, I may not have no chance.”

Shui Wuhen smiled, stepped onto the Doubelian Terrace, and disappeared in the eyes of the two of them.

Xin Yan slowly put the long sword in her sheath, and sighed softly, “It’s a pity, I still couldn’t hurt him.”

“You want to relieve the pressure of the junior brother, right?”

Chen Xuanjun smiled when he heard the words and said softly.

When the two actually fought, they knew that they weren’t the opponent of Shui Wuhen. Even if the opponent was in the Sky Ranking of the High Sword Pavilion, they had the strength of the top three.

But I still haven’t stopped, in fact, they are all based on this idea.

The higher you go, the greater the chance you will encounter. There is no doubt that this Shui Wuhen must be one of Junior Junior’s opponents.

If he could be injured, or even severely injured, it would help Lin Yun invisibly.

Xin Yan was noncommittal, smiled, and looked at Chen Xuanjun and said, “Brother, what level do you think Junior Brother can get to the top?”

After pondering for a while, Chen Xuanjun thought for a long time before speaking.

“At least you can go to the seventh floor. If you are not bad, the eighth floor is not impossible. As for the ninth floor, I can’t say.”

It is a fairly fair evaluation.

Generally speaking, being able to reach the sixth level is already a very good result, enough to be proud of.

The seventh and eighth floors are like phoenix feathers and water chestnuts, and they are bound to become one of the biggest winners of this secret opening.

As for the ninth floor, within a thousand years, no one has been up.

The last ten floors are almost a legend. It’s too long, so long that no one knows if anyone has been there.

After listening to Chen Xuanjun’s opinion, Xin Yan was quite moved.

Unconsciously, the little junior who needed his own care that day had grown to such a realm.

Time flies so fast.

In the wind and snow in Mobei, I saw this little guy for the first time, it was a year ago.

For a long time, it was almost forgotten.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Xin Yan smiled and said, “Brother Chen, are you still going to the sixth floor?”

“not going.”