The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1186: 1 Nian Hanguang Qiqi
Chapter 1186
saw the sky full of sword shadows, strangling him, Lin Yun stretched out his hand on the hilt of the sword and habitually pulled out the sword.
hum!
The funeral flower quaked, and a strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he woke up suddenly.
Hyakki Yexing Array's eye is the burial sword in his hand. Although he doesn't know the specific situation of this array, it is very miserable once he draws the sword.
thinking of Ye Feifan, many people ignore the first level and don’t even use the hole cards for the first level.
Even if you pass the level by chance, you will die in the second level. Lin Yun vaguely thought of something.
Maybe, it was not that they deliberately ignored the first level, but that they didn't notice the weirdness of this array. Once the sword is drawn, certain means and strength will be restricted by the formation, and the hole cards cannot be used.
is not to ignore, but to force it.
must be so!
Lin Yun realized it instantly in his heart, other than that, there was no other explanation.
and the people who passed through the barrier are dead, and the strangeness of Hyakki Yexing can't be explained to others. Others only saw that the leader didn't need a hole card in the first level, and fell completely wounded in the second level, but never thought that the key to Hyakki Yexing was the sword in his hand.
Very insidious means!
Lin Yun swept across his body, and looked at it, and found that it was too late to dodge.
Golden Crow Nine Changes!
When is not tolerated, Lin Yun stretched out his hand to loosen his shoulders, and urged the Jinwu Nine Transformation Technique to its extreme. The figure dodges back and forth amidst the many strangling sword lights.
Those who waited for the posture, the people who watched were dazzled and shocked.
But even so, Lin Yun finally lost some time, and when he landed, he was injured by sword light in three places.
唰唰!
The blood stained the green shirt instantly. Fortunately, it wasn't the point, and it didn't hurt to look scary.
"Kill!"
Seeing him landing, hundreds of swordsmen in black, each changing their pace like overwhelming arrows, shattering the void, and rushing towards Lin Yun like lightning.
clang clang clang!
The collision of gold and stones kept ringing, and Lin Yunjian could not get out of the sheath, resisting the swordsmen in black who had been killed from all directions.
Even though the sword is not out of the sheath, the methods Lin Yun displayed are still breathtaking, showing exquisite kendo attainments.
Body fluttering like fallen leaves, turning back and forth, the defense is airtight.
is too much!
there are too many people, one hundred swordsmen in black, ten people kill him every time. One-to-one may be invincible, but they can rush forward, front and back, left and right, and there are killer moves everywhere, so that Lin Yun is fettered by swordsmanship everywhere.
After , the opponent immediately came another wave. One hundred people were divided into ten groups, and a group of ten people could launch an offensive against him without interruption.
The vast black shadows, boundless, ebb and flow, endless.
"What's the matter? Why didn't Lin Yun draw his sword!"
"If you don't draw the sword, you really can't hold it..."
"If you don’t draw the sword, you will lose 50% of your sword power if you don’t draw the sword. What does Lin Yun think?"
The situation in the field is extremely dangerous, Lin Yun has never done anything to draw his sword, and the people watching are extremely puzzled.
took the Thousand Thunder Sword to Lin Yun. Although everyone was not very optimistic, it was only the first level, Lin Yun should have no problem.
But right now, Lin Yun made himself extremely passive.
The opponent is like a tide, rushing in one wave after another, fast and hard. Without offense, blindly defensively, no matter how delicate the defense is, there will be a moment of collapse.
"This kid, don't you see anything?"
The grand elder of the Feng family saw Lin Yun still not drawing his sword, his face changed a little, and he became extremely nervous.
Feng Xuanzi sneered: "I can see it again
How, drawing a sword is death, not drawing a sword will only make death worse, it is a dead word anyway! "
"That's right."
The elders of the Feng Family saw Lin Yun's embarrassed appearance, and laughed at the words.
This is a positive plot, and it has nothing to do with whether you can see the clues.
"I can't go on like this!"
Lin Yun thought secretly in his heart, and after a long time, a decisive color flashed in his eyes.
Fighting with people, there has never been a reason to only defend but not attack.
It’s not that simple to kill me!
Seeing ten black-clothed swordsmen kill again, Lin Yun raised his brows lightly, and his eyes rose sharply.
In a situation that no one could imagine, he slapped his palm on the hilt of the flower funeral and heard a loud noise.
Boom!
the scabbard forcibly fell into the ground two inches at the end, and the majestic sword power turned into a hurricane and swept out, shaking back all the ten black-clothed swordsmen who had been killed, and then stood with hands behind, looking at a hundred black-clothed swordsmen indifferently .
"Is this guy crazy?"
"Really not drawing a sword?"
"My god, it's so arrogant! I have never heard of anyone who broke the Hyakki Yakini sword formation without a sword!"
saw this scene, all the leading swordsmen in Qingyan Square exclaimed.
Zhao Yan and others on the flying sky platform also opened their mouths, speechless, and their eyes were full of shock.
"Don’t..."
In the viewing stand, Elder Bai looked nervous and stood up involuntarily.
Luohua is lightly big: "Sit down."
Elder Bai's face was tangled, and he sat down very unwillingly.
"Hahaha, this kid is completely stunned, he can't hold it!" The elder of the Feng Family laughed wildly on the VIP stage, his eyes flashing fiercely, as if he had seen Lin Yun's body broken by a hundred black swordsmen Wan Duan, death has no place to bury.
"Huh!"
Feng Xuanzi gave a cold snort and didn't say much.
the look on Ke's face was extremely cold, his expression was silent, his gaze looked at Lin Yun, and the other person was already dead in his eyes.
"Hey!"
Feng Xiaoyu suppressed his grin, his face extremely excited.
But at this moment, Lin Yun didn't know when he had an extra jade flute. When Yu Xiao was placed on his lips, Lin Yun's long hair separated from the middle, without wind, flew up and down.
At that moment, Lin Yun's almost perfect facial features and flawless face made all the women present couldn't help but be moved.
is so beautiful!
The master of the Mo is like a jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world, but I am afraid that.
Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu, the twelve rhythms of yin and yang, the way of sound, all without entering this gate are Sanskrit sounds.
As soon as enters this door, the voice of the prince is when you speak!
Lin Yun's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened when the opponent killed him.
Boom!
, the majestic sword intent, and the crazy surge at this moment, showed an unprecedented sharp edge in an instant.
The voice of the princes, the half-step Shenxiao sword intent, the saintly purple jade **** bamboo flute. Playing a song of dust light swordsmanship, I asked, where does the flower start?
, the sound of the flute sounded like a roar from the emperor, the sound was ear-splitting, shaking the sky.
All the swordsmen in black who were shrouded in sword intent, their movements stiffened instantly, and they were shrouded in boundless sword power before they could think about it. Under the oppression of the voice of the prince, it felt like the common people were facing the emperor.
is overwhelmed, like walking on thin ice!
I dare not look directly at all I can see!
锵锵锵!
hundred of menacing swordsmen, it was difficult to get close to Lin Yun in an instant. Under the shroud of the flute sound, they were wiped out in an instant, Lin Yun was at a disadvantage of one enemy a hundred.
Hundreds of swordsmen were in a mess in an instant, and they were unable to form an array because of one loss.
In the center of Qingyan Square, there is a sword light that keeps flashing. Every black swordsman faces this unimaginable sword force.
As the sound of the flute gradually bloomed, Lin Yun burst into silver light all over his body, and his green shirts flew. He is like an immortal falling in the middle of the moon, with a misty flute sound, and the burst of sword intent, magnificent and immense.
saw this scene, all the people in Qingyan Square looked dumbfounded, their mouths closed in surprise.
how is this possible?
was able to suppress the Hyakki Yexing Sword Formation with only a xiao sound. The blue-shirted swordsman who wandered in the formation just played the jade flute in his hand, making hundreds of black-clothed swordsmen feel painful.
with one enemy and one hundred, in turn suppressed all the opponents.
"This..."
Flying Wind Xiaoyu on the rooftop, a touch of movement flashed in his eyes, and his face was extremely embarrassing.
The sound of the flute is dim, and the sword intent is like a fairy.
Under all eyes, the artistic conception in Lin Yunxiao's sound changed again. He clearly stood on the ground, but he felt as if he had flown above the clouds, overlooking the common people, and watching the world.
Where does the flower start, where do I come from.
The sky is full of mountains and rivers, and Konoha is windy.
Flying flowers are as light as a dream, and rain is as thin as sorrow.
The sudden change of the flute sound caught everyone off guard, suddenly like a dream, and was immediately substituted into the flute sound mood the next moment. For a while, I will be in the middle of the river, and I will see the fallen leaves floating on the top of the empty mountain with the lonely wind.
how light the flowers are, like a dream. How thin the rain is, as melancholy in autumn.
sword light, blood fog, and screams, all accompanied by Xiaoyin, appeared in the Hyakki Yexing Sword Array in the center of Qingyan Square.
Do you have to die without a sword?
I'm the funeral dandy!
Lin Yun flashed a chill in his heart, he was blowing on the purple jade **** bamboo flute, killing intent rose in his heart, and the sharp edge between his eyebrows was like blood.
I came from the sky!
Flower from the palm of your hand!
There is nothing in the world, give you a white horseshoe,
噗呲!
In an instant, every xiao sound bloomed, and a swordsman in black was flying out. Blood was flying, countless black-clothed swordsmen screamed sorrowfully, and they were so terribly injured. They worked hard to support each one, but it seemed extremely difficult.
"Kill!"
These black-clothed swordsmen are very crazy, just like dead soldiers, even if they are wounded horribly.
After landing, he still dared not fear death, and wanted to take advantage of the end of Xiaoyin's artistic conception~IndoMTL.com~ rushed to kill Lin Yun directly.
court death!
Lin Yun’s eyes surged, endless edges bloomed on him, silver light beams burst out, and his long hair spread out like a waterfall.
One thought is full of dust, shining through thousands of mountains and rivers!
Countless ice crystal flowers glowed with silver luster, flying out of Lin Yun's body, like fairy flowers in full bloom, bursting out of unimaginable dazzling light in all eyes.
嘭!
a hundred black-clothed swordsmen were all shot out in an instant, and the shirts and masks on their heads fell apart.
Before these people fall, Lin Yun inserted Yuxiao around his waist and stretched out his hand and said: "Buried flowers!"
锵!
The burial flower inserted on the ground turned into a streamer, and it was held in the palm of the hand in an instant.
Since he has torn his face, then he has no need to be merciful. Your kindness is just to condone the evil thoughts of those people.
The lingering sound of the flute was still there, and Lin Yun's wrist flicked, and the flower funeral that had been suppressed for a long time broke out.
嘭!
, the sword aura that drove the dead, before the hundred swordsmen landed, flew away like lightning, cutting through everyone's body protection essence, and many bodies burst like bubbles.
The remains are broken, torn apart, blood is splashing, and the common people die.
, with one thought, kill a hundred people with one sword!
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