The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1120: This sword is born extraordinary!
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty
When the silver spear was held in Leng Aoran's hands, the night turned crimson into blood red, and the crescent moon was hidden in the blood, like a beauty with red makeup on the table.
Weird, ghostly, horrible.
Under this night, Lin Yun stood in the void, with a silver moon mask on his face. His body was blooming with silver brilliance, and a long silver hair was splitting down, which was much longer than usual blue silk.
Wow!
The silver hair was slightly raised in the wind, and Lin Yun held the purple jade **** bamboo flute and landed on a broken ruin.
bury the playboy!
Leng stared at each other proudly, eyes flashing with strange blood, and a smile on his mouth. His appearance, under the moonlight, looked very strange, as if he could distort people's hearts at any time.
One look can make people fall into an asura-like environment, fall into it forever, and fall into madness.
"I saw my Xuantian heavy armor, and I knew that the holy soldiers fell in my hands. You dare to show up. It was really beyond my expectation." Leng arrogantly smiled and looked at Lin unscrupulously. cloud.
When he fought with Yanteng before, he vaguely noticed that there were eyes watching in the distance.
Leng Aoran didn't care, especially after he got the Saint Soldier, even less.
It’s okay if the other party doesn’t show up. If they show up, they will die.
Buying a playboy?
Ha ha, it's just going to die!
"Go ahead."
Lin Yun glanced at the hole in his shoulder, the blood was still flowing, and this person was not injured lightly. If he was in the peak state, holding a Saint Soldier in his hand, Lin Yun would still have to be a little afraid.
is nothing more than that. Now that he is injured and knows all his cards, there is nothing to be afraid of.
"You fellow, you really can't cry without seeing the coffin, I will see who is under your mask!"
Leng smiled proudly and stepped out.
He was so fast that he disappeared from everyone's sight almost instantly, but he just took a step. The Xiaoyin immediately rang, and a purple iris flower bloomed as if it appeared out of thin air.
Clang!
Leng proudly waved the silver spear in his hand and chopped the flying purple iris flowers to pieces, but he was also forced out of shape.
锵! Cang! Cang!
, without waiting for him to react, the continuous flute sound accompanied by the sky-reaching sword intent sounded continuously under Lin Yun's playing.
At the same time, Lin Yun closed his eyes tightly, and the green shirt agitated, and one after another purple iris flowers burst out of his body.
After a while, snow fell all over the sky.
Xiao music is like dripping rain, which can be seen all over the sky. Xiao music is like an endless sea of flowers, blooming with fragrance, which can be heard everywhere, and it is like a beauty like a moon, independent of the world, and fascinating.
This Xiaoyin song is visible, audible, and imaginable. The sky is eternal, and it is full of wind and snow.
The majestic vision, magnificent and mighty!
Ben Lei Demon Sword's face immediately became difficult to look at. He wanted to kill, and directly suppressed the opponent with the silver spear in his hand, and took off Lin Yun's mask directly.
Unexpectedly, he took a step and was repelled by this Xiaoyin.
clang clang clang!
The silver spear in his hand was dazzled by the dazzling swing of him, the purple iris flowers were chopped up, and the sword light was blasted.
But he just couldn't get close to half a step. Instead, under the pressure of Xiaoyin, he retreated wildly step by step.
嗤!
A petal flew away, but the Lei Demon Sword did not avoid it in time, and the cheek was stabbed with blood.
"It's endless!"
Leng Aoran’s eyes flashed with anger, and he beckoned directly into Xing Yuan, continuously pour into his hands.
Boom!
In an instant, a hundred sacred patterns bloomed, and a violent coercion burst forth. The sage soldiers were much stronger than Yanteng in his hands.
Click, click!
Seeing in the void, countless petals shattered, he held a silver gun to wither and drove in the wind and snow and petals.
Boom!
Lin Yun's long hair fluttered in an instant, the sharp sharpness of his body bloomed, and the melodious flute sound turned into an earth-shattering long tone.
is like a Wanzhang waterfall rolling back in the wind, straight into the sky, at the same time his sword intent to reach the sky skyrocketed, from Xiaocheng to Tongtian to Dacheng, and then to the peak of Tongtian.
hum!
The elongated flute sound made an extremely harsh and sharp sound, like a phoenix ming, reaching its peak at the same time as the sword intent of the sky.
The silver spear that drove straight in was blocked by a sound wave and sword intent when it was two feet away from Lin Yun.
The tip of the gun is shining bright, with thunder and lightning like blood, dazzling.
No matter how hard the Lei Lei Sword Demon tried, it could not break open in the face of such a powerful vision.
Boom!
On the ruins, Lin Yun's closed eyes suddenly opened at this moment.
In an instant, Lin Yun's sharp flute sound at its peak suddenly turned tactfully. It turned into a wind dragon, spinning among the clouds, turning faster and faster, sweeping away the **** night.
Wow!
Clouds and mists are scattered, and stars are falling.
Lin Yun is dressed in a silver robe and is covered with stars that fall from the sky, and his fingers move quickly and constantly. This purple kite flying music is reaching the limit that people can't imagine, and the stars falling on him seem to be distorted.
Sword shadows burst out of his body, forming a sword formation in the blink of an eye.
Purple Kite Sword Formation, unparalleled!
The sword shadows formed an array, and Lin Yunren soared into the sky above the ruins, carrying boundless sword intent, wrapped in the stars in the sky, and forced toward the front in the flying snow.
Ben Lei Demon Sword's face changed drastically, he put away the holy spear, and replaced it with the sword he had used before.
The use of guns instead of swords, for him, is a bit uncomfortable after all.
The sword light waved in his hand, and it was clear that every ray of his sword light turned into a blood electric dragon. The dragon is like a magic whip that is hundreds of feet long, constantly flapping on the sword formation.
The Sword Array is like a mountain. With the blessing of Tongtian Sword Intent and Xiaoyin, no flaws are revealed.
The figure of Lei Demon Sword, just under the eyes of everyone, was constantly pushed back by Lin Yun.
"Nine Dragons Breaks the Sky!"
Leng arrogantly suffocated, completely angered, swiped a sword, the blood filled the sky. In the boundless sea of blood, nine dragon shadows broke through the sea and roared towards the purple kite sword formation.
At this moment, the world was dyed blood, and everyone felt the madness of Ben Lei Demon Sword.
Lin Yun was not in the slightest fear, he suddenly became heavy like a violent Xiaoyin in a storm. Every Xiaoyin sounded like a ten thousand zhang mountain rising from the ground, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was sinking.
Zi Kite sword formation, reverse!
Nine destinies return to one, Fengming Chaoyang!
The majestic sword formation suddenly reversed, and Lin Yun's originally terrifying sword intent became more and more frightening during the reversal. After the ninth rank, he reached a terrifying sword intent close to the fourth rank.
rumbling!
The nine blood dragons that flew, slapped against the reversing sword formation, and burst into the sky with a dazzling light.
is terrible!
Everyone stared at all of this dumbfounded. They didn't expect that a single person could force the Lei Ben Lei Demon Sword to such a degree.
锵!
In the bright and chaotic light, a phoenix sounded, and the morning sun rose slowly behind Lin Yun.
Under the shining sun, the **** rays of the sky were all dissipated, and Lin Yun walked out of the sun. He was rich and handsome, his equipment was extraordinary, and he shone like a god.
噗呲!
The cold and proud nine blood-colored flood dragons were completely crushed by the sword formation, a mouthful of blood was spit out, and it was too late to catch a breath. In that sword formation, there was an ice phoenix draped in ambiguous colors, swooping toward him.
The sound of the flute is endless, covering the ice phoenix spreading its wings with a layer of holy glory.
嘭!
The Thunder Demon Sword flew out in the air, and the whole person fell into the distance like a broken kite.
huh!
Lin Yun is half empty in the depths, and the sound of the hole flute is heard, resounding through the sky and the earth, as if colorful clouds are chasing the moon and heading away.
"Xuantian Heavy Armor!"
Just when everyone felt that the crumbling Lei Demon Sword was bound to die, a terrible edge suddenly burst into his body. A layer of profound armor exuded a metal-like luster, shining on the sky full of galaxies, and the coercion on the body was infinite after all in the star-like realm.
Xuan Tian Bao Jian!
Everyone's expressions were slightly startled, and it suddenly occurred to them that this person was still a disciple of Xuan Tianzong, and this strongest hole card was not used.
Click! Click! Click! Click!
Ben Lei Demon Sword relied on Xuantian's heavy armor, and rushed over with Xiao Yin abruptly. His eyes were blood-red and his whole body was plunged into demon.
Click!
The Xuantian heavy armor on his body, as he kept approaching, faintly cracked and exploded. But after all, he rushed into the Purple Kite Sword Formation, and the speed of the heavy armor's rupture continued to increase, Leng Aoran ignored it.
"Playboy burial, your death date is up!"
Leng laughed arrogantly, before the voice fell, the sword light pierced out.
He is very accurate, Lin Yun's dance of purple kite has come to an end. As long as he survived the most dangerous sword formation, and killed the opponent, he could solve the opponent with one sword.
Under the attention of everyone, his sword pierced Lin Yun's heart directly, and countless exclamations immediately sounded on the ground.
Ke Leng proudly discovered that he was very surprised that there were many holy patterns entwined in the other's heart, and he could not penetrate through with this sure kill sword.
Just as he was about to retire, Lin Yun put down the flute and pointed over.
One leaf and one Bodhi, one flower and one world!
The seven-layered sea of flowers bloomed and overlapped behind Lin Yun, and when he pointed out, the majestic sword light passed through like a dragon.
噗呲!
The Xuantian heavy armor on Leng Aoran's body instantly fell apart, and a terrifying hole appeared in his body, and the whole person was directly blown out.
His face was so pale that he could not imagine, and his breath was weaker than ever before. After landing, he did not dare to stay for a while, dragging his remains and fleeing wildly.
噗!
Lin Yun overflowed with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, slowly falling from the air, protected by a silver moon mask, only a sword could not pierce his heart.
But his injury is also not light, but it is not as serious as Leng Aoran, there is still the power of the first battle.
"Lin Yun, are you okay!" Xiao Bingfeng asked nervously in the sword box.
Lin Yun said faintly: "Don't worry, you go chasing the Thunder Demon Sword, he can't run too far."
"Someone is chasing me."
"Don't worry about it, I know who it is, go after someone first."
"Oh."
Lin Yun turned around, turning around in the void, and in the blink of an eye he fell cross-legged on a boulder.
嗖! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Not long after, three figures appeared first in his field of vision. Yan Teng, Xuan Fei, and Lei Lan were carrying the three direct disciples, with unkind faces and murderous rushing over.
Seeing Lin Yun sitting cross-legged and seeing the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, Yan Teng's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.
This guy is really hurt!
I knew that just now, that cold and arrogant killer sword, absolutely couldn't follow so easily.
"Playboy Burial, I didn't expect it!" Yanteng smiled, and his eyes flashed with pride, even if you forced the Lei Demon Sword away, it still fell into my hand in the end .
He is now in a desperate situation. The Saint Soldier is snatched by the Thunder Demon Sword, and he becomes a dog to the opponent in public.
Returning to the Palace of the Xuanwang is a dead end, but if the head of the funeral of the **** is taken back, the big brother may be able to spare his life.
"He killed a lot of evil spirits in the last month, and his wealth is beyond imagination!" Xuan Fei's eyes flashed with greed, and he licked his dry tongue and lips.
Lei Lan's eyes were burning, and he said coldly: "Hehe, the mask on his face is a sacred artifact!"
sacred artifact!
Yanteng's eyes instantly became fiery. If he could bring it back, he might offset the loss of the Saint Soldier.
"Kill him!"
Yanteng instructed the disciple of the Palace of Xuanwang behind him, Xuanfei and Lei Lan gave the same order.
The three of them were seriously injured. Even if Lin Yun was stabbed in the center of the mouth, he no longer had the strength to fight, so he still did not dare to take risks too much.
唰! Huh!
The three disciples behind the group immediately fell on Lin Yun's eyes, killing intent surged in their eyes, but they were somewhat afraid.
just before the battle, in their eyes, the funeral of the **** was shocked.
"Are you sure you are willing to work for him?"
Lin Yun's tone did not fluctuate, his eyes swept away, and he asked calmly.
"Kill him, the treasure is divided equally!" Yan Teng said with cold eyes, gritted teeth.
huh!
A group of people didn't hesitate immediately. The dispositions of these three disciples were not very good. The Qiu Family Hall also mocked Lin Yun in every possible way.
Right now, upon hearing Yanteng’s equally divided words, one by one rose into the air without any hesitation.
Looking for death!
Lin Yun's eyes flashed with indifference, the purple jade **** bamboo flute was placed on her lips, and the flute sound rang instantly.
He played the Overlord Sword!
One sword cuts floating clouds, one sword cuts off nine days.
One sword smashes the eight wastes, and one sword strikes the world.
Floating clouds for nine days, all over the world!
The sound of the flute is like waves, one wave is higher than the other, the storm is violent, and the waves rush into the sky. The storm came quickly, and it went quickly, the short and violent sound of the Xiao sound shook the sky, and lightning tore the void.
bang! boom! boom!
The three disciples who flew in, just ascended into the sky before they got close to Lin Yun, they were shocked by Xiaoyin in midair.
Blood and light are everywhere, everyone is blooming like fireworks, the picture is beautiful and cruel.
Yanteng and the three of them turned pale, and they saw the shocking scene before them. They only felt their legs and feet were soft, and they were shaking all over.
Is this the strength of the funeral?
Is this the pressure that Ben Lei Mo Jian just faced?
Thinking about it so, Ben Lei Demon Sword could last so long, and he almost stabbed Lin Yun to death with a single sword. His strength was even more terrifying than the three of them thought.
But the person in front of me is even more terrifying!
Above the boulder, Lin Yun stood up suddenly and looked at the three with cold eyes. The three of them were trembling in the aftermath of Xiaoyin, blood was constantly overflowing from their mouths, and the ears seemed to be still reverberating with the sound of Bajian.
"Do you really think I was hurt so much that I didn't even have the strength to fight it? I'm waiting for you!" Lin Yun said coldly, without any emotion in his voice.
Yanteng said in horror, "Who are you?"
"Who am I? Did you forget so soon?"
Lin Yun laughed, took off the mask on his face, and immediately presented the beautiful face in front of the three of them.
Lin Yun!
The funeral of the **** turned out to be just Lin Yun in the Celestial Soul Realm, and the jaws of the three of them almost fell off.
How is this possible?
Lin Yun pinned the purple jade **** bamboo flute to his waist, and came up to the three of them, staring at Yan Teng, making the latter feel unimaginable fear.
He wanted to kneel down to beg for mercy, but his legs trembled and he didn't listen to anything.
"Since your dog legs are uncomfortable standing up, don't ask for it!"
Lin Yun called out the burial flower, the sword light flickered, Yan Teng's knee was instantly chopped, and he knelt down with a plop.
"Lin Yun, you are looking for death!" Yan Teng was heart-piercing, he stared at Lin Yun fiercely, and said angrily: "You bastard, if you dare to kill me, the Floating Cloud Sword Sect will be destroyed. !"
"You dog-eyes like to be ignorant, so don't let it go!"
Lin Yun flicked a sword again, Yan Teng's eyes were destroyed in an instant, and blood kept pouring from his eye sockets.
"My eyes!"
Yan was panicked in pain, and he covered his eyes with his hands, shaking constantly.
"Since your dog's paw likes to deceive others, it is better not to have it!"
Lin Yun swung two swords, the sword light flickered, blood was like a fountain, Yan Teng's arms flew out immediately.
"No! No! No!"
Yanteng screamed desperately~IndoMTL.com~ He regretted it to the point that he could not add to it. He had never thought that a Tianbo who was humiliated two days ago would retaliate in such a cruel way two days later.
"Hurt my devil and humiliate my dignity, you can roll your dog's head, don't be a man in your next life!"
Lin Yun flew by with a sword, and Yan Teng's head flew out alone.
Silence!
Xuan Fei and Lei Lan were scared a long time ago, they looked at all this dumbfounded, their mouths wide open and they couldn't make a sound anyway.
They... What kind of existence did they provoke?
Plop!
The two fell on their knees and tremblingly said: "Lin...Lin Yun, he is the mastermind, Yanteng...is the mastermind. I really didn't think about making you an enemy."
"I am the most fair person. You both gave me a palm, and I will give you a sword at night."
Without waiting for the two of them to finish their begging for mercy, Lin Yun swung his sword and returned it to its sheath.
锵!
There was a sudden splash of blood on the necks of the two of them. They tried to cover their necks, but they couldn't stop the blood that kept pouring out.
Lin Yun put on a mask, her silver hair fluttering in the wind.
In the eyes of the other sect disciples who came, he was blowing a flute, draped in the moonlight, playing tunes that no one could understand, singing with a sword, and flying away from the clouds.
A heartbreak, where to find a friend on the horizon.
A chaotic country, how can we be in the pool? This sword is extraordinary!
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