The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1210: If you don’t be crazy, you won’t be a Buddha
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Cangxuan City, where the Floating Cloud Sword Sect lives.
After the daytime battle was over, the group hurried back. Jiang Lichen, Feng Zhang and others didn't look pretty.
After all, we will be fighting the Palace of the Xuanwang tomorrow, but the strength of the Palace of the Xuanwang during the day is almost desperate.
I don't see any hope of winning, no matter what I think, Floating Cloud Sword Sect is a loser.
The opponent defeated Qinglei Temple without even using one-third of his strength. He was so powerful.
Only their second senior brother, Qin Yang, showed strength comparable to Ye Ziling, let alone the senior brother Chu Tianhao.
Even if they get a good lot against the sky and let Chu Tianhao and Qin Yang face Feng Zhang and Liu Qingyan, and Lin Yun and Ye Ziling won both games, Jiang Lichen's strength can't be guaranteed and won 100%. The remaining three people in the Palace of Xuanwang.
When he faced the inferior horse of the Tianxing Pavilion, he overturned and failed, and almost ruined the entire Floating Cloud Sword Sect.
His big brother is a bit more moist. In Lin Yun's view, it may not be as high as Feng Zhang's potential.
"Brother Lin, do you really have a way?"
Liu Qingyan couldn't help it, and asked.
A few other people, including Ye Ziling and Jiang Lichen, all looked at Lin Yun, their eyes glowing with anticipation.
"Yes."
Lin Yun said calmly.
"What is the chance of winning?" Liu Qingyan asked impatiently.
"If the draw is a little better, it may be five to zero." Lin Yun thought for a while and said his opinion.
The corners of a few people's mouth twitched, and their faces were not pretty. This Junior Brother Lin might be too straightforward.
Lin Yun blinked and said with a smile: "What I said is that we hang the palace at five to zero."
Everyone was stunned. Even Ye Ziling looked at Lin Yun in an incredible way, his eyes obviously couldn't believe it.
"Junior Brother Lin, you are too exaggerated...Although you are against the sky, this is a team battle after all." After Jiang Lichen's defeat during the day, he converged a lot, but he couldn't help but question him. stand up.
Ye Ziling shook his head without speaking.
Feng Zhang and Liu Qingyan laughed bitterly, especially Feng Zhang smiled: "Junior Brother Lin, let's stop joking, how can it be five to zero?"
"I seem to be joking again, or do you all think that I am... trash?"
Lin Yun's expression faded, his conversation suddenly changed, and he shouted coldly.
The word waste is too dazzling, and some of them haven't changed. They can't get used to Lin Yun, who is just still friendly, and suddenly becomes so sharp.
"Or, do you think I am a waste?"
Lin Yun raised his brows lightly, and a sharp flash of light flashed in his eyes.
"How come..."
Others quickly denied that under Lin Yun's momentum, they were unconsciously short.
A different color flashed in Ye Ziling's eyes. Is this guy serious?
After coming to Floating Cloud Sword Sect, he has always been cynical and lazy, and he has rarely seen him so serious.
"Five to zero is really incredible, but after all, you are the extraordinary success of the Seven Flowers Gathering. I still believe in you." Ye Ziling spoke slowly, looked at Lin Yun, and waited for him to explain.
Lin Yun walked forward and whispered softly: "When you face Qinglei Temple or Thousand Crane Tower, it is basically impossible to have a five-to-zero ratio, but it might be possible for Shangxuanwang Palace. I watched Xuanwang Palace today. In the game, these people rely on the Suspended King Technique to suppress their opponents with the power of the king."
The Xuanwang Jue is so prestigious that even Ye Ziling, who masters the Heavenly Sword Intent, can find nothing cheap in front of Chu Tianhao.
"The Xuanwang Jue is indeed terrible, but if I can let you tomorrow, in front of the Xuanwang Jue, you can still exert ten percent of your strength?"
Lin Yun turned around and said something like thunder on the ground, which exploded in everyone's ears, buzzing.
This...how can it be done?
In one night, you will not be afraid of the coercion of Xuanwang Jue, and you will be able to exert your strength.
If it can be done, then one will lose one's strength, and the powerhouse of the King Xuanjue in front of them is equivalent to abolishing half of the methods.
"Does it feel impossible? There is nothing impossible in this world."
After a pause, Lin Yun glanced at Jiang Lichen, and said in thought: "What you said before is actually not wrong. I will leave Floating Cloud Sword Sect sooner or later. This is not a secret. Senior Sister Ye should know. Yes. Even if I helped you win the Cangxuan Palace battle, your strength cannot be improved, and I will still carry it down immediately after I leave."
After the voice fell, the atmosphere of the scene became heavy.
Lin Yun swept his eyes, fell on Feng Zhang, and muttered: "Your sword intent is the pinnacle of psychics, right?"
"Yes."
Feng Zhang didn't understand what he meant, but he said the truth.
"Peak of Psychic..."
Lin Yun read a word, and then suddenly raised his head, the sharp edge in his eyes surged, and a sword intent instantly turned into a sword force and whizzed away.
Feng Zhangdun felt a chill on his back for a while, and he felt a terrifying and dangerous aura, and quickly brought out his sword intent.
Crack!
But his psychic sword intent, only resisted for a moment, and immediately fell apart and disappeared.
"Puff!" Feng Zhang vomited blood, and was directly sent out, kneeling on the ground, his eyes were shocked.
The others were also dumbfounded. The sword intent that Lin Yun sacrificed was clearly a psychic mastery. This... was incredible.
Lin Yun said faintly: "The sword intent is completely enough to stop the king's coercion. I have never been a peerless genius. I have only experienced more life and death than you. I just never gave up on the sword. Read."
There is no end to this, but outsiders cannot imagine how much life and death he has experienced.
Nor can I imagine how persistent his heart to sword is.
Never forget, there will be an echo.
If there is no Xuanhuang world's unswerving death, how can you come to the road to heaven and aspire to the top.
Feng Zhang, Liu Qingyan, including Jiang Lichen, are all higher than his starting point, and their kendo talent will not be too weak. As for Ye Ziling, let alone say, she should be a direct descendant of the Saint Ancient Family, with terrible blood.
If it hadn't been trapped by obsession, with her talented bloodline, she could have soared into the sky long ago.
"My kendo feelings, I will know everything about you tonight, and how much I can learn depends on your good fortune."
Lin Yun glanced at a few people, then sat cross-legged and began to explain.
The other people were shocked, and after being shocked, they quickly sat cross-legged and listened. Xiao Yuruo and Ye Ziling were shocked for a while, then they also found a place to sit down.
Lin Yun spoke very quickly, and did not ask a few questions in the middle, but he had no reservations, and all his feelings about kendo were revealed.
After a stick of incense passed, Lin Yun finished speaking and looked at everyone quietly.
"The following is the actual battle. If you can walk five feet in front of you and fight against everyone in the Palace of the Xuanwang tomorrow, you are not afraid of the so-called power of the king, and you can even suppress your opponent!"
As Lin Yun spoke, the sword intent on his body spread out like a tide.
Unexpectedly, except for Ye Ziling who barely stood up, the others were all shaken out on the spot.
After landing, one by one was very uncomfortable, and the bones were about to fall apart.
"Oh my God, it's real!" Liu Qing grinned in pain and whispered.
Feng Zhang showed pain on his face, not much better than him.
"Yuruo, come by my side."
Lin Yun glanced at the little girl who fell to the ground and said softly.
On weekdays, the little girl would definitely go up happily, but today she pursed her mouth and shook her head, her eyes are stubborn.
Lin Yun nodded in his heart. Without persuading much, he looked at Liu Qingyan and others and said: "Little girl can do it, but don't tell me, you guys can't do it. Get up quickly and don't be ashamed. I'm seeing it now."
Several people struggled to stand up and walked towards Lin Yun step by step with their sword intent, but they just fell about fifteen feet.
The sword intent on Lin Yun's body suddenly rose to the realm of the sky, and several people directly vomited blood, almost fainting.
The suppression of the sword power was terrible. The sword power of several people was not only imprisoned, but completely disintegrated. To the swordsman, it was like a bone, broken piece by piece.
The pain is unimaginable, cruel and tormented.
"Is it just this skill? I'm too disappointed. I haven't done anything yet, so give me up!"
Lin Yun scolded coldly. At the same time, he was surrounded by blue dragons. At this moment, the power of the blue dragon and the power of the sword perfectly merged, as if Mount Tai was overwhelming. Several people struggled **** the ground, but they couldn't get up.
Except for Ye Ziling, the faces of the others turned pale and their facial features were distorted.
Crack, click!
The whole body's bones, under this pressure, bounced.
How can it be so strong?
When Lin Yun was in the realm of the celestial soul, they felt that the other party's potential was amazing, once they were promoted to Xingjun, they would not be able to imagine.
I never thought that it would be so strong that I couldn't even get up in front of him. What's more terrifying is that the opponent's sword intent seems to be vast and endless.
"Feng Zhang, you still have a temper if you can practice Fengxing swordsmanship to the state of transformation. But is your temper like that? You can't even stand up... you told me that day. The temper of Xingjun should not be insulted!"
Lin Yun's eyebrows flashed across his eyebrows, looked at Feng Zhang who was struggling to get up, and said coldly~IndoMTL.com~Feng Zhang's face changed, not very good-looking, Lin Yun's rehearsing of old things made him very uncomfortable.
He gritted his teeth without saying a word, urging the sword intent to the limit, while constantly recalling the mysteries of the heavenly sword intent explained by Lin Yun.
Crack, click!
Along with these difficult confrontations, the sword intent on his body surged at a speed visible to the naked eye, while standing up little by little.
Jiang Lichen and Liu Qingyan were both dumbfounded. Deep down in Feng Zhang's heart, there is indeed a tenacity that others can't see.
On that day, Lin Yun made a sword in seven steps, and the humiliation and trauma caused to him did not completely disappear.
It's just that he doesn't hate Lin Yun. The so-called humiliation is just his own. He doesn't hate Lin Yun, he only hates himself, he hates himself for not being able to win!
Feng Zhang gritted his teeth, and with the qi in his heart, he abruptly stood up against Canglong Jianwei.
Just as soon as he stood up, Lin Yun looked coldly, and the invisible sword power hit his heart.
Crack!
The sound of broken bones can be heard, and this blow is extremely traumatic.
Liu Qingyan and Jiang Lichen looked at Lin Yun, their eyes flashed with anger, which was too cruel.
"Hahaha, it's not enough! Lin Yun, if you have the ability, let me kneel down!" But who knows, Feng Zhang, who looked embarrassed, laughed frantically and stood up again.
No madness, no Buddha!
Never forget, there must be an echo.
Lin Yun glanced at him and said faintly: "As you wish!"
The sword cocoon buried deep in the center of his eyebrows bloomed with a faint dim light, and the sword intent of the half-step Shenxiao suddenly spread out.
This is not enough!
Lin Yun waved his hands and took out the Thousand Thunder Sword from the box. The sword was not out of its sheath, but the coercion still made everyone present like falling into the abyss, unbearable.
Even if he was as strong as Ye Ziling, he trembled uncontrollably under such pressure.
There will be in the evening.