The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 314: Who is fighting with me!

Chapter 314

Along with the endless domineering turmoil, the overlord sword called the forbidden technique in the Lingxiao sword pavilion was sacrificed in Lin Yun's hand to meet the two terrifying sword moves.

Whether it is Chu Haoyu's Frightening Clouds Promise, or Chang Hao's Burning Clouds, it is terrifying. The disciple of the Ordinary Xuanwu Sixth Layer, in front of these two ultimate moves, I am afraid that it will not be able to support it for a moment.

Especially Jingyun Wuji. With the Jingyun sword technique at its peak, this strongest killer move is perfect and no flaws can be found.

Many sect elders were amazed and surprised. Although Chang Hao's Yanyun sword technique only had the Dacheng realm, it was a spirit-level sword technique after all.

In addition to the spirit level cultivation technique Yan Yun Jue he cultivates, this move burns even clouds, and its power is also not to be underestimated.

In the blink of an eye, the two ultimate moves are equally divided. Coming side by side, above the sword grave, the wind surging and howling came, it was frightening.

No one is optimistic about Lin Yun's situation, being able to hold two swords in his body can stop the two ultimate moves that are falling like a flood.

When the burial flowers were unsheathed, and the endless domineering agitation, the spectators from all quarters still kindled hope for this stubborn boy.

"Bajian!"

"Lin Yun sacrificed his Tyrant Sword, will there be a chance?"

"Ba Sword, was also Megatron Daqin back then, even more powerful martial skills than Dragon Tiger Boxing!"

The disciples of the Lingxiao sword pavilion have a special sentiment towards Tyrant Sword, which is similar to the sentiment of Xuantianzong disciple towards Dragon Tiger Boxing. It's a pity...For hundreds of years, few people have practiced Tyrant Sword, and most of them have gone crazy, killed by exercises, and gradually declined.

Only Lin Yun managed to get it!

It was he who was chasing his sword against the wind and killing Ye Liuyun with a tyrant sword that made him famous in Jiange.

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to see Lin Yun offering his Overlord Sword. I saw it today, and I have to say that it really made many people excited.

However, the many elders on the cloud-viewing platform shook their heads secretly after being shocked.

It is true that the Tyrant Sword is extremely powerful, known as the sect of access control, but if it is just a small success, how can it stop the peak and perfect sword technique?

Jingyun sword technique is quite famous in the sect, and its difficulty is equivalent to that of the Seven Profound Steps.

Being able to cultivate to the peak of Consummation, the power has long been transformed, not to mention Chang Hao's Yanyun sword technique, assisting.

In the eyes of everyone, the overlord sword that Lin Yun sacrificed finally ran into the sword moves of Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao in mid-air.

Boom!

The sky is shaking loudly, and there is a loud boom, like two great swordsmanships of the rivers and floods. In mid-air, for a pause, cracks appeared no matter it was Jingyun Wuji or the vision of burning clouds.

Amidst the turmoil of the sword light, the mood of the two ultimate moves seems to be fragmented at any time.

"Blocked?"

The spirits of many spectators were shocked, but it was too late to sigh. The domineering cohesion in Lin Yun collapsed and fell like a cannonball under the impact of two great sword moves.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, it fell heavily in the raging fire paved by blood and ghost flames. The ground shook violently, causing bursts of exclamation.

Lin Yun unexpectedly failed this move so tragically, he was directly blasted into the sea of ​​fire.

If you can't get up, won't you be burned alive on the spot?

"Good!"

Above the sword sculpture, Bai Ting looked ecstatic, and laughed: "Sure enough, as I guessed, Xiaocheng Bajian also wants to come back, foolishly dreaming."

Luo Feng glanced coldly and said lightly: "This battle is not over yet."

"It's not over? Even if this little bunny isn't burned to death by the blood spirit ghost fire, after he stands up, how can he stop Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao's ultimate move, even the Tyrant Sword can't stop it, what can be wrong! "

Bai Ting sneered and said, "Besides death, it's death. The old man can't think of other results."

Seeing the raging flames, Lin Yun was about to swallow completely, and his palm hit the ground fiercely.

Before the sea of ​​fire came together, he rose into the air and landed on the hilt of an ancient sword. The blood spirit ghost fire, even if Lin Yun trained in the dragon-like combat body, it would not last long in it.

Puff!

Blood stains spilled from the corner of his mouth, and Lin Yun fell on the hilt of his sword. The situation remained unchanged.

Chu Haoyu's Jingyun Wuji and Chang Hao's Burning Lianyun, after defeating his Overlord Sword, their prestige rose again. The two great swordsmanship fell suddenly, overwhelming the sky, and swept across, not giving him any chance to escape.

Desperate...

Even if you use the instant glory and defeat the remaining power after the sword move, it is difficult to kill these two people. But he will die in the hands of two people because of the exhaustion of his true essence.

Do you want to give up?

Never!

He promised himself that he would either not fight, and since he was fighting, he must win first!

Overlord Sword, overlord sword is great, only overlord sword can resolve this situation.

The two great sword moves that have reached their peak, fall from the sky, one sword stuns the clouds and the other sword burns the clouds. Any one sword can kill a person, let alone two swords combined.

But in full view, Lin Yun did a scene that no one expected.

He closed his eyes and buried the flowers in their sheaths. Like a dream, like waking up from a dream, the blood-colored rose petals that filled his body suddenly disappeared.

"Is this guy crazy?"

There was a huge earthquake in the four directions, and many people were wondering if they were wrong.

Seeing the two ultimate moves, his prestige skyrocketed, and he attacked again, but he took his sword back into its sheath and compared his eyes.

"Crazy..."

Many people shook their heads and said nothing. If they are really invincible, they can surrender and survive desperately. There will always be a comeback.

It's crazy to be able to close your eyes and wait for death, neither abstaining nor facing the enemy.

"Waiting for death? It's okay to die like this. If you die among the two great evil spirits, you will not be in vain to enter my sword pavilion."

On the sword sculpture, Bai Ting touched his beard, with a faint smile on his face. The smile was cold and filled with deep hatred.

Luo Feng frowned, and he was too lazy to take care of the other party. His gaze fell on Lin Yun below, and he began to think.

Is this Wu Jian?

But no one, the one who enlightened the sword on the spot... the little guy is really crazy.

Is Lin Yun really crazy?

Naturally not, he felt only half a step away from Tyrant Sword Dacheng when he finished refining the Sword Emperor Grass.

His background is already sufficient, only half a step away, as long as he understands this half step, Tyrant Sword can be successful on the spot.

The moment when he closed his eyes, Lin Yun was in a state of confusion and restlessness. His mind was intricate and numb, and he kept thinking about how to break through to Dacheng Dacheng.

I could feel the two great sword moves, constantly falling and approaching, but Lin Yun's heart gradually calmed down.

Life or death.

Either let me be born as bright as a summer flower, or I died vigorously, buried in the land of the sword grave, and companionship with the seniors of the sword pavilion, it is worth it.

In Lin Yun's mind, a flash of aura suddenly flashed. It was a sword not a move... One sword cuts floating clouds, one sword sweeps the sky, and one sword smashes all wastes!

But this sword is also a trick!

Before, I was trapped in this obstacle and couldn't get out. The so-called Overlord Sword is just one move!

Isn't it just a sword to pierce it?

Guardian Mei, you dug a big hole for me.

At the extreme of his thoughts, the two ultimate moves were horrifying, but they were as fast as electricity. No matter if he opened his eyes or closed his eyes, he would swallow him in less than ten meters.

Shoo!

Since then, Lin Yun's closed eyes finally opened, and the light in his eyes burst.

When I couldn't tolerate it, the funeral flower was unsheathed, and the endless domineering was released on Lin Yun again.

"It's Tyrant Sword again!"

Everyone doesn't know why, I don't know why Lin Yun played the Overlord Sword again. In the previous scene, he lost terribly.

"Extremely ridiculous."

Bai Ting snorted coldly, his eyes were full of disdain. In the end, it was because of poor skills, Xiaocheng Bajian couldn't break the game.

"No!"

Luo Feng's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he noticed something wrong. He felt that there were some doorways in Lin Yun's body, but he couldn't see clearly.

"It seems that you are really out of trouble, Xiaocheng Bajian, but I can't break my two ultimate moves!"

"Dead!"

Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao's eyes flashed with cold light, without the slightest pity in their eyes, their true essence was agitated, and their killing moves were severely cut down.

"Who said that my overlord sword is only Xiaocheng?"

Lin Yun's mouth turned up slightly, a smile appeared on his face, and a sword pierced out between his hands.

This sword is endlessly domineering, without the slightest change. Only urge the Tyrant Sword Heart Technique, move with the heart, leave from the heart, with only this sword intent, move forward indefinitely, and leave me alone.

Don't ask for a thousand changes, just ask for the passion and passion in your heart, to vent as much as you want, and live up to your youth.

When this sword was pierced out, Lin Yun's aura changed drastically, like an ancient holy emperor, dominating the world, in the land of the sword grave, an ancient long sword with a handle stuck on the ground, trembling for no reason , Seems to be afraid of something.

Crack!

Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao were shocked in their eyes, their perfect sword strength, in front of Lin Yun's sword, turned out to be like paper.

Slids of cracks appeared, and they continued to collapse, and the terrifying ultimate move was quickly resolved with the naked eye.

"Break it for me!"

Floating clouds for nine days, eight wastes!

In the loud shout, Lin Yun Dacheng Bajian finally sacrificed it. As if the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, the two of them were killed with a killer move.

"Sacrifice to Martial Soul!"

Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao vomited big mouths of blood, unable to maintain their composure anymore, behind them, there was a burst of brilliant light, and a sword and martial spirit appeared in each.

Wow!

The spirit of Wu appeared, the two of them had already fallen to the bottom of the valley, and instantly returned to the peak.

"Have you reached this point?"

Everyone was shocked, and they didn't expect that an alliance battle would eventually come to the point where Martial Soul would be used. Sacrificing the spirit of martial arts can obviously increase the strength, but once the spirit of martial arts is slightly damaged, it will cause permanent flaws.

If the body is injured, there is a pill to make up for it. Once the martial soul is injured, there is no cure.

Many people would rather suffer severe injuries than sacrifice their martial souls easily. That's why.

"Want to come back? It's a pity... that's it."

Seeing that the two of them handed over the last hole cards, Lin Yun got up without any scruples, and returned the sword to the sheath.

Under circumstances that everyone could not imagine, he gently raised his hand.

The majestic sword intent envelops the purple iris flower like ice crystals in the pubic area. After a reversal, a purple iris flower suddenly formed at the foot, blooming with gorgeous light.

Lin Yunchang blatantly ~IndoMTL.com~ danced wildly, slowly raised his hand, and slammed it down.

Boom!

The power of horror burst out from its palm, and the blood flames burning within a kilometer of a thousand meters were crushed into powder and disappeared.

Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao, who had just sacrificed their martial arts and returned to the top, still haven't understood what happened.

I was gently pressed down by this palm, and the two sword spirits shattered suddenly, vomiting blood, and fainted on the spot.

The world is silent.

The surrounding scenery is terrifying. Everyone looked at the thin, blood-stained Tsing Yi boy with dramatic changes in their eyes.

There are strange flowers in the world, in the cliff of the sky, in the corner of the sea, in a single thought, breaking the soil, budding, flourishing, blooming, angry, and withering. The beauty of this peanut was lonely, just like the only Lin Yun still standing in the sword grave.

One thought is blooming, and the world is overwhelming. Who will compete with me!

()(一世大尊)