Chapter 959
Lingxiao sword pavilion, the top of the lonely mountain.
Lin Yun, who was on the top of the hill, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated, and the burial sword was erected on the rock 100 meters away.
The feast is coming, there is not much time left, Lin Yun will stabilize Tengyun Jue’s body skills. So I don’t deliberately practice hard, come here to watch the clouds, watch the fog, listen to the wind, and enjoy the moon, so as to cultivate the heart and cultivate one’s sword heart.
After all, he is a swordsman, no matter how strong the Canglong Nine becomes, no matter how terrifying the taboo fist seven-kill fist, or how defying the sky is the Tengyun Art.
If you want to shine on the feast of dragons and win the place you want, after all, you still have to rely on the sword in your hand.
Having seen Yanlongzi’s demeanor, Lin Yun deeply realized the gap between himself and the people like Three Kings and Qiying. If you want to compete with these people, the biggest reliance is still your own psychic sword intent. If you can take the sword heart further and cultivate the psychic sword intent to the realm of Xiaocheng, your chances of winning will undoubtedly be greater.
In front of him, there was an endless sea of clouds, a vast expanse of whiteness.
At a certain moment, when the morning sun broke out, countless golden lights fell on the sea of clouds. The vast sea of clouds was suddenly dazzling, paved with a layer of golden brilliance, like a dreamy fairyland.
“sword!”
When the light covered the entire sea of clouds, Lin Yun seemed to have light blooming in the depths of his eyes.
The majestic sword intent is overbearing, and the sword contains the edge that cuts all things, going forward and cutting the world.
Click!
Lin Yun swung his sword, and there was a sea of clouds with endless sword light in front of him, and a smooth gap appeared, spreading out continuously.
hiss! hiss!
The endless sea of clouds was torn like a piece of cloth, and the gap came to an abrupt end after being torn for three kilometers.
The cracked gap only existed for a moment, and the vast sea of clouds quickly closed, and the sword intent could not survive at all.
“It’s still three kilometers…It’s really difficult for this psychic sword intent to promote to Xiaocheng.”
Lin Yun casually threw it, and buried the flower sword into the scabbard a hundred meters away. There was starlight on his head, like snow, constantly falling.
Shaking his head, Lin Yun sat down again, watching the clouds and listening to the wind.
Letting time pass, and the sun rises and sunsets, Lin Yun is on the top of this lonely mountain, motionless.
In the blink of an eye, another five days passed.
Another round of morning sun broke out, and the white cloud sea shone with golden light. In Lin Yun’s eyes, the process of falling golden light was broken down into a set of slow movements, those golden lights, in his eyes, were beating in the sea of clouds like rice grains.
Suddenly, Lin Yun’s heart moved and suddenly realized.
Sword intent is psychic, invisible and psychic. But after the intangibles are channeled, they can easily cut off the tangibles like cutting melons and vegetables. Whether it is a mountain, or the earth, or a river, the sword intent can destroy it.
But the vast sea of clouds is essentially intangible.
“So that’s the case, I was wrong before. How can I succeed in cutting the sea of clouds with the method of cutting off tangible things? I was wrong at the beginning…”
Lin Yun realized it instantly, and immediately raised his hand, and his five fingers grasped the flying burial flower.
Without any fancy, Lin Yun swung a sword, this sword did not use true essence, nor did it use strength. Only pure sword intent, looks unremarkable, the light is not obvious, but the moment it can be pierced out, it gives people the feeling that the sky is broken, and the sky has been split into a hideous crack.
Rumble!
But the power of this sword was so great that it was unimaginable, and gathered all the endless stars falling from the sky to form a huge star swirl.
There was a bright sword light inside the star swirl, and hundreds of majestic stars revolved around the sword light in the four directions. The star swirl burst out of terrifying power, Lin Yun’s sword power while rotating. At this moment, it has reached an unprecedented level of horror.
In the next moment, the sea of clouds in front of 10,000 meters was directly shattered into nothingness by this sword.
Wow!
The majestic Star Swirl above Lin Yun’s head, without the cover of the sea of clouds, burst out from the top of the Gushan Mountain, shining with the golden light of the mountains and forests below, just like the endless morning glow that still broke out of dawn.
Psychic sword intent, promotion to Xiaocheng!
Lin Yun let out a sigh of relief, on the top of this solitary mountain, practicing the Domineering Sword with Xiaocheng’s psychic sword intent.
Run the thunder and cut the lightning!
Shocked!
Stars burst!
The morning sun breaks!
Hengduan too!
Blood town mountains and rivers!
The six-style overlord sword, acted like a ghost in his hand, stirs up anime. For a time, the sky was dim, lightning flashes and thunder, the top of this solitary mountain is like the end of the world, with ghosts and gods coming out.
At the end, Lin Yun slashed the world with a sword, and perfectly integrated these six ultimate moves.
“happy!”
Lin Yun returned the sword to its sheath and shouted, like the sound of thunder, the shaking mountains were trembling.
With this Xiaocheng’s psychic sword intent, the overlord sword, which was originally difficult to tame like a beast, was in Lin Yun’s hand like an arm, with ease.
With the fusion of six ultimate moves, no one except Lin Yun can know how terrifying this sword move is. In addition to this tyrant slashing the world, he also has a more terrifying hole card, that is, the sword has broken the mountain and the river.
Whether it is the dust sword technique or the overlord sword left behind by Jian Wuming, it is enough to dominate the Southern Territory.
But Lin Yun went a step further. In these two great swordsmanships, he created two great sword moves that belonged only to him, which will surely usher in his own glory in the feast of dragons.
…
The feast of dragons is approaching, and the entire Nanhua Ancient Territory is surging underneath.
Except for Lin Yun, the others are also cultivating painstakingly, in order to shine in the feast.
In the remote place of Tianling Mountain Range in Mujian City, Wu Xiaotian of the Bloodshang Pavilion sat on a rock at will.
boom!
The blood-colored air currents in the air rippling like water waves, permeated Wu Xiaotian’s body. In front of him, there are two demon king demon pills that are contaminated with devil energy, which are being continuously refined.
The demon evil spirit and demon energy that have been refined countless times in the demon pill are constantly injected into his body like electric light, and the blood energy that lingers in his body becomes more and more intense, vivid and dripping, as weird as demon blood.
After the two demon pills had been refined, the blood all over his body suddenly gathered and turned into a majestic blood mass.
boom!
The next moment, the blood mass burned strangely and turned into a raging flame of blood. The blood flame was very weird, it looked like a liquid, but the fire was everywhere, and the valley it illuminated was bright red, and everything was covered with a hazy bloody flame.
“Blood Flame Demon Judgment, the twelve levels are finally completed.”
Wu Xiaotian exhaled foul air, his face was calm and he couldn’t see the slightest excitement.
As if no one in this Bloodshang Pavilion had cultivated to the Consummation Realm, the Blood Flame Demon Judgment was just a trivial matter to him, not worth mentioning.
In the rare beast tide of millennia, Wu Xiaotian abruptly captured two King-level Demon Pills in the fierce competition. When the tide of beasts ended, he simply stayed behind, refining in this Tianling Mountain Range.
Finally, before the feast of dragons came, the two demon pills were refined, and the blood flame demon was cultivated to the state of twelve levels of perfection.
If the sect elder of the Bloodshang Pavilion knew about this, he would be ecstatic.
Except for the ancestor of the ancestor, no one can cultivate to the perfect state of Blood Flame Demon Jue, and all of them are crazy after the tenth level.
Suddenly, Wu Xiaotian thought of Lin Yun, this kid suddenly left before the final decisive battle of the beast tide, which shocked him for a long time.
But for a moment, Wu Xiaotian didn’t think about it. The man chose the most difficult path and was doomed to fail.
On the contrary, after he left, many rookies emerged from the thousand-year beast tide, one by one strong against the sky, even he felt a little pressure.
“This year’s feast of dragons, I am afraid it will be very exciting, Jiang Ziye, don’t let me down too much!”
A stunningly cold face appeared in his mind, and the look in Wu Xiaotian’s eyes suddenly became cold. The blood flames behind him wriggled frantically, and then suddenly exploded. Within ten miles, everything was frozen, annihilated, and withered instantly.
…
In the bitter and cold place of the extreme north of the ancient Nanhua region, endless ice-covered, among thousands of snowy peaks, a villa stands on the top of the mountains.
This is Beixue Mountain Villa!
Beixue Mountain Villa ranks in the top three among the nine overlords, and the sect’s background is unfathomable. Compared with the strongest overlord, Ziyue Dongtian, it is only a fraction.
Inside the villa, a middle-aged man dressed in blue sits on the throne.
This person is the owner of Beixue Mountain Villa.
Behind the throne is inserted one cold sword after another, the sword light is lingering, it seems to be much colder than the flying snow in the sky.
In front of the blue-clothed middle-aged man, there were many sect disciples standing upright in the wind and snow like swords. In front of them, a young man knelt before the throne with a respectful and solemn expression.
The young man looked quite young, but he was eighteen or nineteen years old, but he was a terrifying and powerful body, and he had clearly reached the realm of half a step in the sky.
In addition, what is even more terrifying is that the sword intent on his body is as vigorous as a vast ocean and as sharp as a snow peak, which makes people afraid to wipe his edge.
“Mu Han, you are the most talented in kendo among the younger generations of North Snow Mountain Villa. I have not let you out after raising you for eighteen years. The domain is trembling for it, and my Beixue Mountain Villa is by no means an understatement.”
The blue-clothed middle-aged said in a cold voice: “This time the dragon feast, you have to make at least fifteen.”
“Fifteen? My goal is to be in the top ten. If it is not in the top ten, everything is meaningless.”
The young man kneeling on the ground had a cold face that made people scary, and his words were even colder, making people beyond doubt.
call out!
At this moment, a ray of sword light was falling in the flying snow, passing through the vast snow-capped mountains, towards the villa.
Where Jianguang passed, all the agile flying snow in the air stopped, as if time had stopped. Even though the sword light had gone far away, the flying snow still did not move wherever it went.
“Brother!”
“Brother is back!”
The disciples of the entire Beixue Villa saw this sword light, their eyes were full of excitement, and even Mu Han, who was kneeling on the ground, flashed a solemn color in his eyes.
The blue-clothed middle-aged man with a solemn expression also showed a faint smile at this time.
Naturally, there is no one else who can make the entire Beixue Mountain Village disciples called seniors, except for Nangong Tuberose.
The feast is approaching, and the names on the Long Yun list are so impressive that they show up one after another and return to their respective sects.
In the undercurrent surging, the appearance of the Three Kings Seven Yingnan Palace Night Jade is destined to be only the beginning.