The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 146: Ask about the sword in my hand!

Seven innate orifices, a strong blow.

The old man in sackcloth, the roar of the mad dragon is amazing and terrifying. The fire-attribute spirit essence that erupted crazily on his body gave people the feeling that it was like a burning volcano.

Ke Lin Yun, not paying attention, shattered the opponent's qi.

In a more violent and fierce way, without turning back, he greeted him fiercely.

Two figures are constantly approaching in the air, and one of them is hot, like a violent volcano, exuding a faint dragon's might.

On the other side, his clothes are agitated, his long hair is flamboyant, his body is like a purple jade, with a faint gleam of light, beautiful and clear.

Crack, click!

The aura of the two parties surging in the air endlessly, constantly colliding, bursting into bursts of crisp noise.

"Lin Yun's aura... is totally worthwhile, even stronger."

"Unbelievable, from his step, the aura on this body has been soaring, and it seems to be approaching the powerhouse of the half-step entrance."

"It has begun to crush the imposing manner of the elders!"

"It looks a bit like the Dragon Tiger Fist of Hunyuanmen..."

"Dragons and tigers make power?"

In the eyes of everyone's surprise and doubt, Lin Yun's Leiyan battle body, surrounded by the might of the dragon and tiger, crushed the elder's aura crazily.

By the time the fists confronted each other, Wang and Lao had fallen to the bottom with all his momentum.

Amidst the loud noise, the fierce air waves are like magma erupting endlessly.

Lin Yun was stunned back by the huge force, knelt on one knee, and landed on the lotus platform again.

A faint blood stain overflowed from the corners of his mouth. The moment he raised his head, the delicate face under his long hair revealed a faint smile.

Crush!

The old man in Mai landed and retreated wildly. After he really stood firm, he spit out a big mouth of blood from his throat.

In this powerful pair, relying on the physical advantage of Lei Yan's body, the old man actually suffered a big loss.

"Seven Innate Aesthetics..."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Lin Yun's eyes. These seven innate orifices did not seem to be so terrible.

The horror of the Lei Yan combat body is more powerful than I thought.

Crack, click!

Lin Yun moved his tibia and bones all over his body. Suddenly, he burst into sound like fried beans.

The purple jade light on his body is becoming more and more intense, and the people watching it are startled.

Boom!

The palm is on the ground, with a single shot, rising out of the sky, Lin Yun fell down and launched a counterattack.

"Recovered so fast?"

A horror flashed in the eyes of the old man in Mai, and he didn't expect Lin Yun to slap him. It was so fast that he had the strength to start a counterattack again.

Lin Yun's surging fist light just now implies Jian Jin, which has not been completely consumed in his body.

"I don't believe it, you can keep going!"

A fierce light flashed in the old man's eyes, gritted his teeth, and rushed up again.

The cultivation techniques of the two of them all contain violent fire-attribute spirit elements, and they are both irritable.

In mid-air, as soon as they touched, they blasted frantically.

Boom boom boom!

However, in the blink of an eye, the two of them fought a full dozen punches, fists to the flesh, and the sound was thunderous, and they were not reconciled without exhausting their true essence.

Gradually, everyone tasted an unusual taste.

When fighting in the air, Lin Yun could actually move around, constantly changing his position.

The softness produced during the bombardment of fists and feet makes Lin Yun like a flexible swallow.

Around the old man in sackcloth, his fists kept falling.

It seems that the two of them are sparing no effort to fight against each other, but in fact it is Lin Yun who is fighting against the old man in Mai, taking the advantage.

"Rigid and soft?"

"What kind of evildoer this kid is, and he has mastered the most difficult technique in fierce boxing."

"Looking at this proficiency, I am afraid I have already mastered it for a long time."

"It's really a monster, so Mrs. Wang suffers. She is completely unable to show her strength!"

First, the perfect thunder flame combat body, and then the dragon tiger fist, now even the unspoken secrets of strength and softness are revealed.

Lin Yun's hole cards one after another made everyone look away.

During the fierce fight, the old man in Mai suddenly vomited blood, and the Jianjin accumulated in his body could no longer be suppressed.

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, seizing the opportunity, and blasting his opponent's chest with a fist like lightning.

"Don't think about feeling better, crazy dragon drill!"

But after all, he is a strong man with the seven innate orifices. Before he suffered a heavy blow, he bludgeoned Zhong Lin Yun with a single blow.

Boom!

The light of his fists revolved like a hurricane, and bombarded Lin Yun's heart. The purple jade light on his body flashed immediately.

Huh!

Two figures separated at the same time, and Lin Yun dropped down on the lotus platform. The purple jade light all over, like a little bit of shining light, madly dispersed.

Damn...

With a murmur in his heart, the old man Mai’s last blow broke his thunder flame combat body!

"Thunder Yan battle body is broken!"

Swish swish!

In an instant, many of the congenital warriors with red eyes, without any consideration at all, killed him like a tide.

The world is so cruel, if you reveal your flaws and stare at cows, ghosts and snakes in secret, you will immediately pop up.

"It seems that the old man doesn't need to act."

The old man in red at the Blood Cloud Gate laughed grinningly as he watched the many casual repairs flooding Lin Yun like a tide.

The Lei Yan combat body is Lin Yun's greatest support. Without this powerful physical body, he may not even be able to take a palm of the old man in Mai.

Now that the battle body is broken, facing so many sieges, there is no doubt that he will die.

"Now, you don't even have the time to sacrifice the treasure..." The blood slaughter looked indifferent and smiled faintly.

These red-eyed casual cultivators, almost like poisonous snakes, stared at Lin Yun.

Just waiting for him to reveal his flaws, and as soon as he rushed forward, ordinary people simply couldn't respond. Besides, Lin Yun was just injured by the old man in Mai!

Om!

But at this moment, a sword sound suddenly sounded between the heaven and the earth, and the sound was endless. It was as crisp as a wind chime, and as thunderous as the ears, and it could not be dealt with...

The disciples of the Lingxiao Jiange looked sideways and looked over at the same time.

Even Bai Lixuan, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, opened his eyes slightly at this time. The look in his eyes was as sharp as a sword light, and he muttered: "Does anyone in Qingyang County have the sword intent?"

Boom!

The dozens of casual repairmen who flew towards him were blown away by the explosive sword force.

While everyone was in a state of uncertainty, the casual Xiu who killed Lin Yun overwhelmingly screamed horribly.

A touch of purple sword light was born, piercing through the body of a congenital warrior.

Seeing through the exploded crowd, I saw the young man dancing with long hair on the lotus platform. The delicate face was filled with endless murderous intent, and between his fingers, wisps of sword light burst out from his fingertips.

Condensed into a light, hurting people with a finger!

"Want to kill me, isn't that easy?"

Lin Yunhan's face is cold, his eyes are cold, and the sword box pops open. In the beckoning, he held the burial sword and pulled it out.

Leiyin's swordsmanship, the wind roars like thunder, and the sword light in his hand, he cuts down without mercy. For a time, blood splashed with flying rainbow, sword dance was picturesque.

The San Xiu, who was injured by the Snap Finger Divine Sword, had no time to retreat, but was chopped down repeatedly in the thunderous horror sword moves.

Swish!

The blood was soaked, the limbs were broken, like snow, densely falling.

The people behind were so frightened that their faces were pale, and Liushen had no master, and they retreated wildly.

After landing, he looked terrified and took a breath.

Only one face, Lin Yun stood on the lotus platform, blood in the stool flowed into a river, and more than 20 corpses with missing arms and legs fell.

The audience was deadly silent, and no one thought that Lin Yun's true strength was so terrifying.

Thousands of troops, thousands of horses and single trees, one will succeed in all things!

The numerous bones at the foot, declaring the golden age of the year, the unique skill of the Purple Kite Sword Saint, reappearing in the world, showing its hideous and terrifying side!

The Snap Finger Excalibur with the Purple Kite Sword Art is now Lin Yun, the ultimate lethality that can be shown.

If you can't lay down this lotus platform for him, then you can only admit your fate...

Lin Yun held his face cold, and threw the sword in his hand.

Chun!

The burial sword, inserted in the **** corpse, buzzed. Lin Yun's eyes were cold, and he muttered: "There are still people who are not satisfied, but please come and ask about the sword in Lin's hand!"

The scene was deadly silent, Lin Yun's modest voice spread all over the place, and no one responded for a long time.

I have to say that Lin Yun's demonstrated strength has been respected by most people.

Either an evildoer like Bai Lixuan, or a strong man in the half-step profound entrance, otherwise no one would dare to win him.

"This Qingyang County is really rubbish, no one dares to come forward, even a small sword slave can scare you!"

At this moment, there was a harsh sound for no reason, and the listener was very uncomfortable.

Following the sound, the eyes of the warriors from the four directions fell on Wang Ning on the lotus platform.

Seeing the speaker clearly, a group of strong men in Qingyang County had to hold back their anger.

Wang Ning smiled proudly, enjoying the feeling of all the attention, and looked at Lin Yun and said: "Little Sword Slave, can you still recognize me as a senior?"

Brother?

Lin Yun is actually Wang Ning’s younger brother, this...

For a moment, there was an uproar.

Everyone wanted to break their heads, but they couldn't think of how Lin Yun and Wang Ning had such a relationship.

It's just that, looking at this situation, it seems that the two are not in harmony, and Wang Ning even called him a sword slave.

Is this young man in front of him really a sword slave?

Sure enough, Wang Ning finally jumped out.

Good jumping!

I can’t kill you today, I have to slap this dog face!

Lin Yun lazily smiled and said: "Who are you? I have a lot of defeats, but I really don't remember your Excellency. You said Qingyang County is all rubbish, how do I think ~IndoMTL.com~ You are all **** Wouldn’t it be worse than **** to sit on the lotus platform."

The ridicule suddenly stopped the smile on Wang Ning's face.

"It's still the same as before, with sharp teeth and sharp mouth. In Qingyun Sect, I should kill you with a single sword!"

Wang Ning said with a cold face and gritted his teeth.

"It seems that you can beat me in Qingyunzong...If you are brave, come and kill me now!"

Lin Yun looked at each other playfully, full of sarcasm.

Wang Ning was a little guilty of being seen, looking at the **** bones around the square lotus platform.

After all, it was what I was about to say, and I swallowed it back.

"Waste!"

The smile on Lin Yun's face was closed, and the word waste was thrown out abruptly.

"You..." Wang Ning was suddenly so angry that he couldn't restrain himself and stood up directly.

Just when he was about to stand up, a hand behind him patted his shoulder a few times.

The master of the Wang family's half-step entrance, Wang Bo stepped forward and sneered: "Junior, I really am my Wang family's prestige. Can you insult me?"

He stood in the front, and the great distance still felt heavy pressure.

The eyes from all directions fell on Wang Bo, and his heart was shocked.

In the end, it is the clan elder of the royal family, this class of power is not comparable to the previous casual cultivators. Lin Yun's ruthless mockery of Wang Ning just now made them feel much better, but what he offended was the royal family of four schools and four clans.

The ridicule and playfulness in Lin Yun's eyes were put away, and only a stubbornness and perseverance remained in those clear eyes.

Wang’s prestige must not be insulted. But Lin Yun, it is impossible for him to feel bullied!

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