The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 165: Who competes against?
"Mingguangge disciple listened to the order, whoever touches Lin Yun today is to be an enemy of Ming Ye, no matter what he kills!"
's loud voice, resounding from Ming Ye's mouth, was like an explosion of thunder, deafening.
The innate powerhouse from Mingguang Pavilion, led by Ming Ye, turned out. Stopped in front of Lin Yun, facing the dead men of the Blood Cloud Sect and Jin Yanzong, these innate strong men had no fear at all.
Among the thousands of Mingguang Pavilion disciples, more than 200 congenital warriors sprang out, wearing the family's golden profound armor.
Draw the sword at the same time... 锵!
The sound of the sword trembling, the cold light, and the unparalleled sharpness, under the sunlight, it is dazzling.
Every sword is actually a top middle-grade mysterious weapon!
more than two hundred top middle-grade profound artifacts, pulled out at the same time.
The dangling sword force formed a sharp sword wall, blocking the front, and the people watching were surprised.
"What a terrible sword!"
"Just a sub-rudder, has such a strong strength?"
"You read that right, two hundred top middle-grade profound artifacts, how terrible is the background of this Mingguang Pavilion..."
As one of the three overlord sects of Qingyang County, Mingguang Pavilion is much lower-key than Jinyan Sect and Blood Cloud Sect.
seldom really show their strength, and they haven't done much publicity.
For a long time, everyone felt that the Blood Cloud Gate was the first in the recognition of the strength of the three overlords, the Jin Yanzong was the second, and Mingguang Pavilion could only be at the bottom.
The scene today, but it surprised everyone.
The number of Mingguang Pavilion Congenital Martial Artists killed out of the sky is not much less than the two major sects combined.
Not only that, but there are also two hundred elites, holding top middle-grade mysterious tools.
The powerful sword is almost suffocating.
So many top middle-grade profound tools, the power gathered together, is enough to deter the existence of the new Xuanwu realm.
"Go back."
Plum Painting and Xue Tu, swallowed, and hurriedly said, drinking to stop the footsteps of the dead man.
Right now, after finishing all the dead men, I'm afraid it won't kill the two hundred elites of Guangming Guangge.
The situation reversed in an instant.
Lin Yun, who everyone thought was mortal, was rescued by Mingguang Pavilion.
"Brother Ming, why are you here?"
Lin Yun looked at each other with a look of surprise on his face.
"I just came out of Qingyang Realm, so naturally I have to cultivate in Qingyang City before returning to my sect. In the remains of the ancient sect, I can’t help you, but in this Qingyang City, I promise no one can move You!"
Ming Ye showed a firm look in his eyes, and didn't even flinch at all.
"Brother Lin, during the fight for the lotus platform in the Qingyang realm, the son is going to fight for you. I stopped him, so sorry."
The gray-clothed old man looked at Lin Yun, nodded slightly, and said apologetically.
Lin Yun smiled and said: "No problem, I didn't want to cause trouble for you, so I decided to leave."
"Ming Ye, what do you want to do! Are you going to fight the Blood Cloud Gate and Jin Yanzong at the same time?"
Xuetu jumped up almost angrily. He didn't expect Ming Ye to jump out at this moment.
, risking the consequences of offending two major sects at the same time, save Lin Yun!
"Ming Ye, you should know what happened in the Qingyang world. Lin Yun, the two sects of mine, are deadly enemies, no one can solve it!"
Plum Painting was equally angry, gritted his teeth and said.
In Qingyang County, no one has ever blackmailed Jin Yanzong in public. It is a shame and shame to let a group of people be mocked.
The two sects are in the same spirit, and there is no reason to let Lin Yun go.
If you don't kill Lin Yun, the reputation of the two cases will never be washed away!
Ming Ye looked cold and solemnly said: "I don't know what happened in Qingyang Realm. I only know that Brother Lin is kind to Mingguang Pavilion. Even if he takes this fate, I have to send him away today! "
The words vie with each other, and the smell is full of gunpowder.
Whether it is Jin Yanzong, Xueyunmen, or Mingguang Pavilion, there is no compromise.
The atmosphere in the North Point Plaza suddenly became tense.
The two sides are at war, and if they don’t agree, they will fight at any time.
This is not a trivial mess. The three strongest forces in Qingyang County are gathered in the North Point Square.
Once a war starts, the power will be earth-shattering and the impact will be far-reaching.
The warrior who was watching this dispute in the distance couldn't help but change his face, and quietly moved back a lot.
"I didn't expect that Lin Yun, a small one, would actually attract the three big sects to fight."
"If this fights, the entire Qingyang County will be in chaos, not ten years, I am afraid it will not stop."
"A little Lin Yun? You can say that. The three evil spirits of Heifeng were beaten to kneel and begged for mercy, thinking that he was an ordinary congenital warrior. What is this, this is evil! There is only Bai Lixuan. Innate Seven Apertures, but if he is here, I'm afraid that everyone added up will not be enough to kill, do you understand?"
"Does Lin Yun have the strength comparable to Bai Lixuan?"
"The foundation is not enough. I definitely don't have it now. But even if it's not at Bai Lixuan's level, Lin Yun's strength, looking at the entire Great Qin Empire, will never be unknown to the juniors."
Quartet martial artist, feeling surging, all seem a little excited.
Now, many people have seen that Lin Yun has the potential for evildoers. In time, Daqin will be famous, and it is very likely that it will become Bai Lixuan's existence.
What is an evildoer?
There is no one in a million, not for a hundred years!
It is difficult to produce a character like Bai Lixuan in a hundred years or even a few hundred years. And now, Lin Yun in their field of vision is very likely to grow into such an enchanting evildoer.
witnessing the birth of a monster in person, how can one not be excited.
Mingguang Pavilion's sudden intrusion made Jin Yanzong and Xueyunmen both afraid to act rashly.
If you continue to forcefully kill Lin Yun, there will undoubtedly be a fight, and it is very likely that the entire army will be destroyed, and Lin Yun may not be killed.
But if you don’t do it, let Lin Yun go. Plum paintings and blood slaughter can hardly be reconciled.
For a while, the two people are in a dilemma, their expressions are very tangled.
"Tsk, plum painting, blood slaughter, you two are even more useless than I thought."
Lin Yun watched this scene and couldn't help laughing.
If he were these two, how could he be so scrupulous.
People who practice martial arts, seeking to obtain is just one idea!
We must have a heart that is always passionate, and a heart that dares to be enemies of the world!
If he was scrupulous, he would never come to Qingyang City. Without a heart that dared to be an enemy of the world, she would not save Yue Weiwei and obtain the good fortune of Heaven Swallowing Technique.
"Little beast, come out if you have the ability, don't hide behind Ming Ye like a girl!"
The two of them were already aggrieved, but Lin Yun ridiculed them so much that they immediately aroused anger.
Mei Zihua pointed at Lin Yun and cursed loudly.
sounds familiar?
Lin Yun touched his nose and showed a faint smile. He seemed to have mocked the two for not showing up before.
I didn’t expect to be learned by Mei Zihua so quickly.
Xuetu's heart moved, and the same point: "Lin Yun, you are like a man, standing upright."
"I mean it."
Lin Yun smiled, knowing that the two of them deliberately agitated him, jumped into the air and jumped out.
Plum painting and Xuetu were shocked at the same time. Unexpectedly, Lin Yun really jumped out like this.
is not only him, but also the owner of countless eyes in the distance, all are also stunned,
"Lin Yun!"
Ming Ye was shocked and couldn't help but shout.
Lin Yun waved his hand, stopped the other party, and smiled: "Brother Ming, don't worry. This Qingyang County, it is worthwhile to make friends with you like this. I will give you another gift today."
"Kill him."
Plum Painting and Blood Slaughter, returning to his senses, his face was joyful and roared loudly.
Boom!
The murderous aura of the two hundred dead men was once again exploded, killing Lin Yunhao mightily.
, the momentum is like a violent wind rolling in a huge wave.
"Good come."
Lin Yun's face was cold, he sneered in his heart, and opened his hand.
The black light token in the palm of the palm, the horrible sword force, is like the explosion of stars, bursting with bright light.
At first, there was only one purple kite sword art. The obsession left by the predecessors was invincible in the half-step entrance.
Now...
The condensed innate spiritual element of the Quadruple Purple Kite Sword Art, I don’t know how far the obsessions left by the Purple Kite Sword Master can be activated.
In the black light token, a fuzzy gray figure, carrying the sword box on its back, jumped out.
Kneeling on one knee in front of Lin Yun, the two hundred dead men who rushed to the area were no more than 100 meters away.
kill!
When he stood up, a ray of sword light swept out along with the unsheathed blade.
bear the brunt, the front row of dead soldiers has not waited for the sword to kill.
The flesh exploded, and was violently killed by the terrifying sword.
嘭嘭嘭!
The splashing blood light, like a firework explosion, blooms into poignant blood flowers amidst the loud noise.
When the sword qi was killed, the dead men behind were all cut off.
is not over yet...
The sword light swept over the two hundred dead soldiers, and the castration continued, with a terrifying prestige like a shocking wave. Like a storm, it violently moved towards the place where Jin Yanzong and the Blood Cloud Gate disciples gathered.
Jianguang is too fast!
The two disciples, without backhand strength, were vomiting blood and flying wildly.
Flop!
The turbulent sword wind caused the congenital warriors who were caught in the air to scream again and again, completely unable to break free.
Even if it is a strong person in the half-step entrance, it is extremely difficult to barely protect himself.
Such a horrible scene, people who saw it couldn't believe it.
One sword, only one sword!
The gray figure only shot a sword, and then killed all the dead soldiers of the two sects. The rest of the strong, all equipped with turbulent sword wind, caught in the air.
Who competes with...
In everyone's mind, only these four words are reverberating, who can compete with them!
Even Lin Yun was still a little speechless, and his heart was shocked, and there was no reason to add it.
This is the true demeanor of the Purple Kite Sword Master in that golden age.
Click!
The crack in the black light token continued to spread, and then crashed into pieces.
All three opportunities were used up, and the Wuguang token was completely scrapped.
But the vague figure did not disappear, but a little bit of condensed reality.
Vaguely, a ray of sharp sword intent ~IndoMTL.com~ tore through the barriers of time and space, straddling countless worlds, and descending.
The vague figure is completely condensed, a young man with a handsome face and sword-like eyes. Carrying the sword box, appeared in front of Lin Yun.
When this person appeared, time seemed to freeze, and there was only a ray of sword intent between the sky and the earth, which still burned like flames on him.
"It's a pity...I thought you would be late to use up this last chance. But that's okay, you have to be young and carefree, you have to be frivolous, there is no need to give yourself too much back."
This abundance of good looks, just like a young swordsman who is defunct, smiled faintly at Lin Yun.
When the figure was about to dissipate completely, he sighed softly: "How much hate is in the red dust, it will become empty in a blink of an eye..."
At this moment, time began to pass again.
swayed.
The two warriors who were swept in the air by the sword wind, none of them were intact, and their stumps and broken arms were like a pot of stew, being thrown down severely.