The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1980: Ten thousand fires burning the sky

Wan Jian is a pair of Ten Thousand Swords, and Galaxy Sword Intent is opposite to Galaxy Sword Intent.

The same is the God Sword of Firefly, the two have completely different auras when they use it. Lin Yun is accompanied by a dragon and phoenix, while Zao Wou-ki burns the sky with the holy fire, and the black lotus destroys the world.

Boom!

These respective pinnacle swords, like the tip of a needle against a wheat mang, shook up a majestic and huge wave on the Tibetan Sword Lake.

Lin Yun was slightly inferior to a three-pointer, and he was shaken out with his arms stretched out. He was as light as a swallow and came to the edge of the Tibetan sword lake.

"Did you leave?"

Zao Wou-Ki held the sword in one hand, with the back of one hand behind him, stepped on the rising waves, swooped and chased him.

But at this moment, Lin Yun removed the sword power from his body, and the sword power was gathered on the surface of the water to violent waves.

Shui waves carried him up and down, but between the ups and downs, Lin Yun came to the top of Zao Wou-ki.

"Withered trees and flowers!"

Lin Yun held the burial flower in his hand and injected the air of Nirvana into the body of the sword. An ancient sacred tree followed, and in the blink of an eye there was a tendency to support the sky.

The sky was filled with flowers, and Lin Yun slashed it down with a sword.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Zao Wou-ki laughed, blocking the sword with his backhand, and sliding his body for hundreds of meters on the water before he stood firm.

If you are someone else, you must have been slashed by this sword.

But Zao Wou-ki is different. He slid two water curtains from the left and right, and quickly stabilized his body and avoided the strongest edge of the sword.

Huh!

As soon as Zao Wou-ki avoided, Lin Yun slashed down again with a sword, breaking the water surface, splashing large swaths of crystal clear water.

Those splashes are clear and transparent, but in fact they are all holy water spirit gold comparable to sacred vessels, and it is extremely difficult to shake them.

Lin Yun walks against the water, his body is ethereal and agile, anyone who walks with a sword, his body dances on the water waves.

He is like a fairy in the sword, chasing Zao Wou-ki and killing him continuously.

Zao Wou-ki's Nine Changes of Black Lotus urged to the extreme, the mystery of this body technique is dazzling and unable to see clearly.

But after performing the God of the Sun, he caught up with him after all.

"Right in the sky!"

Lin Yun's body rose out of the sky, and the vast sword power gathered the turbulent splashes, which were injected by the sword energy.

It quickly became extremely hot, and in the blink of an eye it became a liquid metal fireball, and the Tibetan sword lake immediately became steaming.

Seeing that Zao Wou-ki was about to be hit on this big day, he suddenly turned around and raised it upside down with a backhand sword.

"Cut!"

A ten-zhang sword light came out from the bottom to the top, abruptly splitting Da Ri in half, its momentum continued, and it still slashed towards Lin Yun.

Crack, click!

It was a black sword light, and dense scriptures emerged on the surface of the sword light, and the void where the sword light passed.

It's boundless, and if you are not careful, you will be trapped in it.

Swish!

Zao Wou-ki was in the same place, and the black lotus bloomed under his feet. He held his sword and danced, and the black sword light containing the scriptures flew out like lotus petals.

For a time, swords and lights crossed everywhere in the void, and weird scriptures were recited in the sky and on the ground.

Lin Yunren was in the air, stepping on splashes of water, flying like a dragon, and after dodge several times, he landed on the statue of Yinglong in the lake.

"This Zao Wou-ki deserves to be the arrogant of the Black Feather Palace. Whether it is kendo attainments, martial arts background, or the thickness of Nirvana, and the physical strength, they are far from being comparable to the realm of Nirvana." /

On the statue of Ying Long, Lin Yun's thoughts are like electricity, and he has a judgment on Zao Wou-ki's strength.

If he does his best, Qingyuan Realm Semi-Holy can hardly hurt him.

In other words, Lin Yun can't regard him as a monk in the Nirvana Realm, he has the strength of a semi-sage.

"Can't Zao Wou-ki easily defeat him? It's actually a balance of power, and his Galaxy sword intent has already reached the level of Xiaocheng." Tianque's upper wind Shengling said incredibly.

Gu Zijing smiled coldly, and said: "Feng Shengling, haven't you seen it yet, the galaxy sword intent of this night Qingtian is also in the realm of Xiaocheng, and even stronger."

"What!"

Feng Shengling suddenly felt like a heavy blow in his heart. He had been thinking about why he was so far from the opponent.

Why didn't even touch the corners of the clothes, but I never thought that the opponent's Galaxy Sword Intent would reach the realm of Xiaocheng, this is a bit too exaggerated.

Theoretically speaking, once the Galaxy Sword Intent gets started, as long as there are enough resources, it can be piled up to Xiaocheng.

The premise is that the kendo perception must also keep up, otherwise, it will not only be useless but harmful.

The kendo sentiment can't keep up, so he rushes to swallow the sacred fruit of sword intent, and if he can't digest it, it will cause serious trouble.

Otherwise, with the resources of the Tibetan Sword Villa, Feng Shengling's galaxy sword intent would have long been completed, and even the peak would be perfect.

Suddenly hearing Gu Zijing's words right now, Feng Shengling looked shocked, and was stunned. He lost his voice: "Is he really a rare wizard in five hundred years?"

Gu Zijing said faintly: "I don't know if it is right, but if his Galaxy Sword Intent is not small, he would have been defeated by Zao Wou-Ki."

Feng Shengling's face was as gray as death, and only then did he know how naive he was when he told the other party how the Wizards were to the Wizards.

Fortunately, he still wants to use the other party as a stepping stone. In fact, he is not qualified to be a stepping stone for Lin Yun.

This gap in talent is more than five hundred years!

The seemingly indifferent Gu Zijing was shocked deep in his heart, and even a hint of envy.

There is such a talent at such a young age, and the future achievements are really unimaginable.

"This guy

It's really hidden. I didn't expect that that day, he would have such a strength, and it would be nothing more than that for Funeral. "

In the spectator, Ye Ziyun had a pair of beautiful eyes, staring at Lin Yun on the Hidden Sword Lake, she seemed to suddenly find that Ye Qingtian was also handsome.

"Didn't you still say that he was an adulterous|thief?" Ye Ziling said next to him.

"Now and then, now I suspect that he and Saint Orchid may be in love." Ye Ziyun said sternly.

Ye Ziling smiled and had to say that Qingtian Ye was really shocked.

It's no wonder that the owner of the peak, Muchuan, deliberately let her get to know her, the peak owner's vision is indeed unusual.

"Zao Wou-ki is indeed very strong, but Ye Qingtian really has no chance of winning." Ye Ziling said seriously.

Zhao Wou-ki is standing on top of the black lotus in Hidden Sword Lake, with two black ling cloths moving with the wind behind him.

Even if he doesn't move at this moment, there is an invisible sword intent around his body, just like chanting a scripture.

This is an extremely mysterious sword technique, but a powerful inheritance of the Black Feather Palace.

He didn't have the sword heart, but if anyone dared to approach him within ten feet at will, he would definitely be torn to pieces by the buzzing sword intent.

In the eyes of others, Zao Wou-ki is really strong, and he belongs to the arrogant leader who can't look directly at him.

Lin Yun stood on the statue of Yinglong, holding a sword, looking at the opponent without underestimating it.

"If I use the Sword of Initiation now, I have a 90% chance to defeat him immediately."

Lin Yun thought about it for a while, but also denied the idea.

The light of the moment is the beginning of reincarnation, and it is one of the most powerful cards in his hand.

Above the Heavenly Que, there are two powerful figures watching.

Other hole cards can be exposed. This hole card should not be easily exposed if it is not a last resort.

"Black lotus breaks the moon!"

Zao Wou-ki was the first to break this short stalemate. He jumped up on the surface of the lake. His figure was extremely light, and the sword in his hand seemed to provoke a bright moon in the lake.

This is the ghost-level super-grade swordsmanship in the Black Feather Sword Classic. It is already comparable to the entry-level Dragon Spirit-level swordsmanship, and it is so powerful that it makes people fearful.

To some extent, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a dragon spirit swordsmanship.

The opponent has a sect of swordsmanship inheritance, Lin Yun does not, but he also has his own backing.

"The End of the World!"

Lin Yun jumped up on the Yinglong statue. Hey, this sword seems to have broken the shackles of space, and the distance of hundreds of meters was pulled close by a sword.

Crack!

The bright moon was cut to pieces directly, Lin Yun turned around and chopped with a sword. He seemed to be on the cliff of the sky with the vast sea behind him.

Boom!

The sword swung out released the space that had just been forcibly closed with ten times the force.

"It's the Firefly God Sword that entered the Holy Scroll again, how many swords will Qingtian know this night!"

Everyone exclaimed. Before Lin Yun made two swords in a row, everyone didn't feel much.

But this third sword was easily displayed by him, which made the disciples of the Sword League surprised.

The black lotus hasn't bloomed yet, and the bright moon hasn't risen, Zao Wou-ki's black lotus has been completely smashed to pieces.

"Fire Tree Silver Flower!"

After this sword Yuwei, Lin Yun's counterattack officially began.

Lin Yun's body merged with a sacred tree of flames. He held a burial flower in his hand, stepped on the void, and turned, showing thousands of figures.

There are silver flowers blooming above the fire tree, thousands of figures, thousands of silver flowers, and thousands of sword lights, all blooming at the same time.

Boom!

An extremely beautiful scene appeared on the Tibetan Sword Lake. The interlaced figures, dense sword lights, and flawless silver flowers formed a majestic sword cyclone.

The sparks are in the crackling blooming, trapping Zao Wou-ki in it, even if he can't display all his abilities.

Zao Wou-ki's face sank, he had no other way but was forced to sacrifice his astrology.

That black magic lotus, above the magic lotus sits a black-clothed demon monk, with blood red eyes, as terrifying as an ancient demon god.

"Black lotus destroys the world!"

After smashing the fire tree and silver flower with the power of the stars, he displayed his own ultimate move.

The Black Feather Swordsmanship has a total of thirteen swords, and this sword is already the strongest sword he can master.

"Not enough."

Lin Yun shook his wrist, gathered the shattered silver flower, whirr, the funeral flower turned in his hand.

Thousands of silver flowers, gathered directly into a silver fire dragon, and killed them in the rapid rotation.

Boom!

The terrifying visions collided, and then the two figures intertwined, and their holy swords also collided, erupting a deafening sound of gold and stone.

The many leaders of the sword league in the distance can't see the two of them at all, and can only see the violent collision of two magnificent and vast visions.

Rumbled, and there followed layers of waves on the surface of the lake.

The sound of the Buddha shouted angrily and let out a mournful cry, making everyone's heart sink.

This time the confrontation was evenly matched.

On the spectator stage, there were endless exclamations.

"My God, these two people are too strong. With their strength, people in Nirvana are really unable to block a move."

"Only a semi-holy can hold them down."

"I don't think it is necessary. Both of them have rumors of killing Half-Holy. Whether it is Zao Wou-ki or Ye Qingtian, they will become the overlord of the world in the future."

"Two of you can do it

It is possible to become a titled Swordmaster! "

The two played against each other to this point, and people have forgotten the other grudges, and they are all immersed in such shocking and horrifying hands.

If it weren't for the famous sword conference, these peerless geniuses would never see them in their entire lives.

Qiangqiang!

Mars splashed, and after the two fought again, they each landed on a statue of a fierce beast.

There were cracks in Lin Yun's palm, and blood dripped down the sword.

The same goes for Zao Wou-Ki, he even sacrificed his star, and his palm cracked several gaps.

In the strong impact just now, as long as the two saints are slightly weaker, their bodies will have to be torn into pieces.

Zao Wou-ki firmly grasped the hilt, he met the strongest opponent since his debut.

He stared at Lin Yun in the distance, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes, but a powerful fighting spirit burst out.

"Kill!"

Zao Wou-ki stands in front of him holding the sword, with his left fingers together, sticking to the blade and sliding towards the tip of the sword.

The water on the Hidden Sword Lake surged along with it.

Om!

Drops of holy water, spiritual gold, seeped from the surface of the lake, and then continued to gather towards Zao Wou-ki.

In a short while, thousands of holy water and spiritual gold will spin.

"Exit!"

Zao Wou-ki mastered the flame will of the ice attribute. When he spit out this word, tens of thousands of drops of holy water and spiritual gold burned at the same time.

Seeing this scene, the leaders of the sword league were shocked.

One drop of holy water spirit gold can kill a person, but Zao Wou-ki can control tens of thousands of drops, and each drop is comparable to a flame holy sword.

As soon as the finger crossed the tip of the sword, blood splashed, and Zao Wou-ki stretched out his hand and waved fiercely.

Boom!

Thousands of drops of holy water and spiritual gold turned into a downpour, covering the space where Lin Yun was.

His!

The black water droplets seem to have ignited the void, and a single drop can easily damage a person.

Lin Yun took a deep breath, and then the flower was swung fiercely.

Boom!

Nine waterspouts broke out directly on the Tibetan Sword Lake, each of which was as high as one hundred zhang and was still rising.

The downpour of sword rain hit the waterspout fiercely, and a series of hits made the ground tremble crazily.

The space where the two of them are located is as terrible as the end of the world, and the person watching has a numb scalp.

"Drive thunder and switch off electricity!"

Lin Yun flew out directly, rumbling, and there was a blast of thunder from the sky and the earth.

He turned into a panic and went away, and countless lightning fell down and flew towards the funeral flower.

In a short while, a world-destroying horrible sword intent was gathered.

It's Firefly Sword again?

Zhao Wou was taken aback. He never expected that Lin Yun still had a killer move.

This is the Firefly God Sword that enters the Holy Scroll, how can he master as many as five swords, and each sword is approaching the realm of transformation.

Puff!

Even if he dodged in advance, he was stabbed by this sword, and his black robe burst immediately.

Several hideous scars appeared on his chest, and blood poured out from it like spring water.

He avoided the critical point, but this sword was extremely powerful, and the wound was deeply visible.

The galaxy sword intent mixed with the thunder of the world, rushed into the opponent's body, making him pale and grinning with pain.

Fortunately, he retreated fast enough, otherwise the sword would be enough to split him in half.

With a successful blow, Lin Yun swayed, without giving the other party any thoughts of breathing.

He stood in the void, the burial flower angered at the sky, and all of the sky was lit up in an instant.

The flame condensed by the sword intent covers the sky and the sun, and Lin Yun reflected by the fire is as terrible as a god.

Boom!

It's terrible, the sword power on his body can no longer be described in words.

There was a stormy sea on the lake, and Zao Wou-ki moved with the waves, unable to even stand firm.

"This...how is it possible!"

Zao Wou-ki was dumbfounded, his scalp was numb, and he looked at Lin Yun standing in the air, shaking with fear and fear.

It's the Firefly God Sword entering the holy scroll again!

"The fire burns the sky!"

"It's definitely burning the sky, how can this be possible, six swords!"

Everyone on the viewing platform stood up in shock, looking up involuntarily.

The standing void~IndoMTL.com~ Lin Yun, who is swaying in the wind, seems to be as high as the sky, and the person watching is dizzy.

"I admit defeat!"

Without waiting for the sword to fall, Zao Wou-ki didn't care much about it, and directly shouted to admit defeat.

But this sword has become a general trend. Lin Yun couldn't take it back even if he wanted to take it back. He had to deviate from the angle and swung it out.

Thousands of flames burned the sky, endless anger rushed along with the burial flowers, and the unfathomable sky was like a galaxy poured out of control.

Boom!

The sword light was fleeting, the vast Zangjian Lake was forcibly cut in half, and the left and right lake water poured downwards like waterfalls.

Zao Wou-ki himself was directly shocked and flew out. In front of this majestic sword power, he was like a drop of rain that could not attract people's attention.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and they looked at Lin Yun one after another, with shock in their eyes.

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