Chapter 724

The castration continued, and his huge body bounced several times on the ground, and finally flew out hundreds of meters. After breaking a huge tree that reached a height of thousands of meters, it suddenly stopped.

Seeing more than a dozen Iron Bone Demon Dogs, taking this opportunity, overwhelmingly fell towards him. The breeze suddenly picked up, Lin Yun’s soles lightly stepped on the ground, and his figure immediately lifted into the air.

Where do the flowers start!

A rose blooms on the tip of the sword, the burial flower dances lightly, and the majestic sword light suddenly turns like a dragon, turning several times.

More than a dozen iron-boned demon wolves that rushed forward were still completely close, and without exception, they were all shot out. The devil’s skin clinging to the bones all left deep sword marks, and the bones were almost cut off forcibly.

Whoosh!

The silver demon wolf that was blasted by Lin Yun’s sword was quite old, it hadn’t waited for Lin Yun to collect the sword. Ignoring the sword wound on his body, he rushed over again, and bit at Lin Yun’s blind spot.

The angle is tricky, and ordinary swordsmen will be torn in half if they can hardly react.

Where do I come from!

There was a sneer on Lin Yun’s face, his backhand stabbed with a sword, his figure changed, and in a moment, Lin Yun could not be seen in this world. Only the rose at the tip of the sword shattered and transformed into a storm.

The petals in the storm burst into the sky with sword chants between the collisions.

Bang!

In an instant, the silver iron bone demon dog was knocked out on the spot, and countless scars were scratched all over his body.

The empty landscape is full, Konoha Feng Xiaoxiao!

Before the silver demon dog hit the ground, there was a breeze, and the sword light reappeared. This sword, from large to small, from static to moving, shows that rivers and mountains are flowing around the mountains, and the leaves are falling with the wind, and the reckless sword is rolling down. Blood spattered again, but every time the sword fell, the silver demon dog was cut off by a bone.

The flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the rain is as thin as melancholy!

There is nothing in the world, give you a white horseshoe!

The sword’s power turned again, and the reckless sword light was like scattered petals, dancing and flying, accompanied by drizzle, becoming more and more agile and elegant, with the sound of ding, ding, dong, and broken bones, such as sawdust, being constantly cut away.

In the blink of an eye, this iron bone demon dog, known for its defense, was still a domineering iron bone demon dog. In this way, Lin Yun’s dense sword light, nothing was left, only the fragmented bones flying around like sawdust.

When the sword became high-pitched, magnificent, turbulent, and domineering, the sawdust was instantly annihilated and turned into powder.

The dozen or so Iron Bone Demon Dogs who had just struggled to get up saw that in an instant, their leader was pulverized. It was horrified, but immediately these iron bone devil dogs, like crazy, rushed towards Lin Yun.

I come from heaven!

Puff!

In the magnificent and turbulent sword power, Lin Yun, who was originally hazy and vague, suddenly appeared. A sword swung out, and wherever it passed, five iron-boned dogs were instantly split in half.

“The flower starts from the palm of your hand!”

In mid-air, Lin Yun fell to the ground and flipped his hand, burying the foil into the ground in front of him. The backhand opened, and there was an extra flower bud in his palm, and the flower bud slowly opened with his upward arm. The terrifying sword intent continuously skyrocketed on Lin Yun, forcing people to open their eyes.

Under this sword intent, the ground trembled violently, and the remaining iron bone demon dog panicked and fled frantically.

“One thought is full of dust, and illuminates thousands of mountains and rivers!”

Lin Yun shouted wildly, and the flower of his palm burst into light.

When the brilliance is getting brighter and brighter, when it reaches its limit, it bursts apart. Within a radius of 5,000 meters, as far as you can see, the low hills, the ancient trees that support the sky, and the iron-boned demon dog that has no time to escape…In a flash!

Turned to dust in a flash!

Within a radius of 5,000 meters, the old trees support the sky, and the undulating terrain of the hills is unobstructed. Except for Lin Yun, there was nothing in the air, and everything was quiet, only Jianyin Owl.

Lin Yun took a long sigh of relief, exhaling like a snake, lingering for a long time.

He looked around, his pupils kept shrinking, and the terrifying power really scared him.

It was completely unexpected that when the sword skills left by the people of Tsing Yi were fully displayed, there would be earth-shattering power here.

He only practiced this dust sword technique for three days.

Strange to say, he had only practiced for three days, but all the subtleties of this sword technique seemed to be imprinted in his mind.

It seems that after he entered the painting, the memory of the Tsing Yi man in the painting has also become his memory.

This feeling is quite mysterious, it seems that every move of the light sword technique is innate.

Not three days, not March, longer than three years…

It’s also a terrifying Overlord Sword. Every move and every move he takes takes a long time to practice. But this dusty sword technique is completely different, different from any sword technique and boxing technique he practiced in the past.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Lin Yun set his eyes on the foil burial sword in front of him, stretched out his hand to hold it, and pulled it out.

Hum!

Sword intent buzzed, Lin Yun whispered: “This sword technique is indeed powerful, and my innate sword intent seems to have taken a step forward.”

Where do the flowers start?

Where do I come from?

He didn’t know these answers in the past, but now he knows, Hua is Jianxin. The sword heart is like a flower, as delicate as a flower, and as coquettish as a flower, not tolerant of dust.

Where do the flowers start? What I said was why I practiced swords.

Am I coming out of it? That is, the direction of the sword.

Why practice swords, just to scatter the dust, make this heart empty and clear, white and flawless. The direction of the sword is self-defeating, fearless in life and death.

No matter how the Tsing Yi person answered, this is Lin Yun’s own answer. This sword technique will let Lin Yun see his sword clearly and sharpen his sword intent step by step while practicing.

It may be more important to practice this sword as a woman, because there is nothing in the world, so I will give you a white horseshoe.

There are flowers called calla lily, white calla lily, which means pure love. Naturally, it is impossible for the world to have nothing, but for the woman, there is only a piece of infatuation that can be given to the Tsing Yi people, and everything in the world is inferior to this white horseshoe.

In the blink of an eye, he stayed in the depths of the Spirit Wood Mountain Range for another seven days.

On the top of the barren mountain, cloud mist and Liao Tao, the cold wind rang, Lin Yun sat cross-legged. Before dawn, waiting for the morning light to fall, the young man slowly opened his eyes. His dark eyes were as bright as gems and seemed to be washed out of lead.

The clouds and mist in front of me, like the waves tumbling, there is also a sea of clouds in the depths of Lin Yun’s eyes, which is endless.

That was not the sea of clouds reflected, but Lin Yun’s majestic and vigorous sword intent, moving forward before entering the mountain. This majestic sword intent, as thick as the sea, as vast as the abyss, is a completely boundless feeling.

“In seven days, the innate sword intent reached the perfect state.”

Lin Yun stood up, his mind moved slightly, and the astonishing vast sword intent in the depths of his eyes quietly converged.

For seven days, he has been in the core area of the Spirit Wood Mountain Range, cultivating Dust Light Sword Hair. In addition to becoming more proficient in swordsmanship, his power has not increased much, but his swordsmanship has become brighter day by day.

Today, Dacheng’s innate sword intent has reached an incredible level of perfection.

Sword intent is divided into nine grades, innate sword intent is considered a beginner, and innate above innate, there is also psychic sword intent. There are very few people who can make sword intent to psychic, looking at the entire Southern China Ancient Domain, whether it is a legend.

Lin Yun didn’t ask for it, he prefers to make it happen naturally.