The Sovereign’s Ascension - Chapter 433



Chapter 433: Innate Sword Intent

Xin Yan smiled slightly, stopped speaking, and only focused on the sword in her hand.

This is the sword that Lin Yun gave him, the ancient treasure soldier, densely patterned and overflowing with coldness. The zhengzheng is as clear as dazzling snow, the blade is like autumn frost, blowing hair and breaking hair, cutting copper and iron, cutting gold and jade… This sword is as delicate as a beauty, making it hard to give up.

“Brother, kill me.”

Lin Yun tapped on the storage bag, stretched out his hand to hold the Red Flame battle flag, and transformed into a fierce melee form.

“Don’t do it, with the sword you gave me, this group of people can’t help me.”

Xin Jue’s gaze withdrew from the sword, her expression suddenly became extremely cold, and the sword intent filled her whole body.

boom!

The boundless sword intent rose up from him and condensed to the peak. A loud sword chant suddenly rang from his body, followed by a louder sword sound, but it was the sword in his hand that shook with brilliant light.

Under the pressure of this sword intent, Lin Yun couldn’t help but stepped back several steps, a deep surprise flashed in his eyes.

Innate sword intent!

Just a moment ago, Senior Brother Xinjue, unexpectedly broke through, breaking the sword intent to the innate realm. Not only that, but also the recognition of the ancient treasure soldiers in his hands, which is really incredible.

If you don’t call it, it’s a blockbuster!

Lin Yun was astonished. He who was supposed to be happy for the seniors, but doubts flashed in his eyes.

Not only him, but all the scattered sword pavilions were extremely shocked. The sword in their hands, under the awe of this sword intent, was unexpectedly uncontrollable.

“Innate sword intent!”

After being surprised, Elder Luo Feng’s eyes were filled with ecstasy, it was really innate sword intent, a sword intent that was stronger than Lin Yun’s half step.

As a result, at the Longmen Grand Competition at the end of the year, who can stop the half-step Zifu’s Xinjue?

“So, is it worthy of you? I’m really useless…”

Xin Jue laughed at himself, and accompanied by the shocking sword power, rose from the ground to meet the first few men in black who rushed over.

“Thunder is everywhere!”

Bang bang bang!

Along with an electric sword light, four thunders blasted in the air, blood spattered, and the five men in black were killed by the sword light on the spot.

Under the blessing of the innate sword intent, the ancient treasure soldiers in his hand perfectly presented its terrifying side.

kill!

Xin Jue did not advance and retreated, and rushed towards the group of people in black who were besieging him with a sword.

Bang bang bang!

His body flickered, and electric lights appeared everywhere, and whenever thunder blasted in the air. There must be blood splashing, heads falling, and the profound meaning of thunder-thundering swordsmanship displayed in his hands to the fullest, even surpassing the level of swordsmanship itself.

Perhaps the thundering sword technique is too terrifying, perhaps the ancient treasure soldier is too powerful under the blessing of the innate sword intent, or both.

The crowds of people in black had nothing to do with Xinjue, and they couldn’t find the opportunity to really trap him.

Instead, people kept dying under his sword, and the scene was very strange.

Hum!

In the sky, suddenly there was a sound of majestic sword intent humming and trembling. Under this sword intent, it seemed that the sky and the earth were trembling.

But it was a sword light, from far to near, falling from the sky.

Bang bang bang!

When the sword light fell on the ground, the overlapping lights and shadows were violent, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, invincible.

Bear the brunt of the damage, and hit more than a dozen people.

“Xiaoyun sword?”

The headed man in black, seeing the trembling blade on the ground clearly, annoyance flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, “Withdraw!”

The man in black immediately retreated like a tide, and the feelings in the sword pavilion were agitated, and they were about to chase after him.

“Don’t move rashly.”

Elder Luo Feng said in a deep voice, and stopped everyone.

Huh!

The elder holding the sword fell from mid-air with wounds all over his body. He should have reluctantly forced the Thunder Flame Snake back.

“Look at the identity of these people!” His face was gloomy and said coldly.

Luo Feng quickly ordered to go down, but he could uncover the masks of these people, revealing faces full of scars. Scars, at first glance, are new injuries, which were left deliberately before starting.

Everyone in Jiange took a deep breath, this group of people was so ruthless.

boom!

Before it was over, the corpses of the men in black that fell on the ground suddenly ignited spontaneously.

In the blink of an eye, in front of the Jiange people, only a pile of ashes was burned.

“Fenshiwan? These people are all dead men!”

Such a shocking sight made Elder Luo Feng couldn’t help but exclaim in exclamation.

“There are not many forces in the Great Qin Empire that can train so many dead men, and this group of people will always be suspicious.”

No evidence was left. The black hand behind it was clearly planned, and the face of the elder holding the sword looked a little ugly.

Looking at it this way, even if you know who did it, you can’t avenge it in the face of fear.

The Jiange disciples talked a lot, seeing the scene in front of them, and they were a little shocked and inexplicable.

“Take a short break and leave quickly. I have notified Jiange Benzong and sent someone to meet us.”

The elder holding the sword glanced around and ordered in a deep voice.

Jiange disciples such as Tang Tong, Xin Jue, Xin Yan, and Lin Yun gathered together and rested in place with their backs on the ancient trees.

“This time, it was really a twists and turns.”

Wang Zheng sighed softly, the Silence Mountain was already dangerous, but he didn’t expect that the most dangerous would always be the same kind.

He said what everyone was saying, and everyone just wanted to return to the sect as soon as possible.

“But this group of people must have never imagined that the more desperate, the more people can break through. Brother Xinjue grasps the innate sword intent, and Ba Gongzi is destined to change!”

Tang Tong laughed softly, and the other people smiled and congratulated.

In the Great Qin Empire, no one has grasped the innate sword intent, at least on the surface.

Lin Yun grasped half a step of the innate sword intent, so tyrannical is so terrible, and no one knows how terrifying it would be to have a complete grasp of the innate sword intent.

The dragon gate at the end of the year is destined to shine!

Thinking of this, everyone felt very excited.

Xin Jue smiled slightly, did not answer, just looked at everyone calmly.

“Brother, there is something dirty on your forehead.”

Xin Yan’s eyes fell on Xin Jue, and she laughed softly.

“Wipe it for me.”

Xin Jue laughed.

“How old you are, I want to help you, don’t be shy, well, just this time, don’t move.”

Xinyan teased, took out the handkerchief, and walked forward.

“Hehe, it’s clean.”

Xinyan smiled like a flower, but when her eyes fell on the handkerchief, her face changed slightly.

What was wiped away was not dirt, but blood. Although it was faint, it was very eye-catching on the white handkerchief.

At first, she thought it was someone else’s blood, but when she looked up, there were blood stains on the center of her eyebrows.

I quickly wiped it again, again and again, but in any case, I could not wipe it clean.

Such an abnormal behavior suddenly changed the faces of other people.

Lin Yun closed his eyes and opened his eyes, thinking of a certain possibility in his heart, his face changed in an uproar.

“Don’t wipe it.”

Xin Jue reached out and held Xin Yan’s hand, and laughed softly: “If the blood is destined to run out, then let it go. It’s not good for your handkerchief to get dirty.”

“Brother, don’t scare me…”


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