The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 339: Sword divided into two months
Chapter 339
Xuanwu Seventh?
The expressions in the eyes of everyone in the Quartet were a little unbelievable. It was just clear that there was only the cultivation base of the sixth peak of Xuanwu, and it broke through in the blink of an eye.
The breakthrough of cultivation base in battle is rare, but it is not uncommon.
It's as casual as Lin Yun, as simple as eating and drinking, even Princess Fenghua sitting on the table has a strange color in her eyes.
Yue Qing, who was still angry, was also a little speechless, and his eyes were filled with surprise.
Don't say it was them, Luo Feng of the High Peak sword pavilion was also at a loss. The sect gave Lin Yun a lot of resources, more than 6,000 second-grade spirit jade, but it broke through again in just a few days, which is really incredible.
Only Xinyan showed a slight smile on her face, but she didn't click through.
She had seen it a long time ago that Lin Yun had been suppressing the medicinal power of the Heaven and Earth Wonder Blood Yan Guo in secret, deliberately refining it.
Fighting with Cao Jie, but a little uncontrollable, it happened that Zuo Yun and Yue Qing challenged him at the same time.
In this case, it is no longer suppressed.
In the center of the hall, Lin Yun, who was promoted to the seventh level of Xuanwu, did not change his face, and was as calm and calm as before.
However, the looming edge of his body and the lingering power of the overlord sword, no one dares to look down upon.
His words are also shocking. You are not me. How do you know that I am not qualified for arrogance?
Everyone has now discovered that everyone mocked the ridiculous young man beforehand, and his arrogance was stronger than anyone else.
Just don't like it, just argue with others.
But if you really regard him as a bully, the abandoned Baiyu, and Cao Jie, who was almost split in half, would be underestimating his fate.
"Lingxiao sword pavilion, there really is another evildoer, not to be underestimated."
"But is he really going to be one against two at the same time? It's a little bit too big."
"Cao Jie, who was able to defeat the eighth level of the Xuanwu, is now promoted to the seventh level of the Xuanwu, but he really has the qualifications of one enemy and two. But this victory and defeat is really hard to say. I saw it too."
"Anyway, this princess banquet is the most exciting one."
After everyone woke up, the expression between the eyebrows became extremely excited. Lin Yun, who was promoted to the seventh basalt, didn't know what kind of strength he would show.
The appearance of Zuo Yun is also very much anticipated.
Suitable, he defeated Lin Lan, just like a dragonfly, only to show the strength of the tip of the iceberg.
Yue Qing of Shence Camp, known as the successor of Lord Guanshan, is quite curious about his level.
"Do I have this qualification now?"
Lin Yun looked at Yue Qing and asked.
"Zuo Yun and Yue Qing, if you two have no opinion, this princess will agree to this discussion."
Princess Fenghua spoke, her voice was crisp, like a cloud around the top of a mountain, reaching everyone's ears, agile and ethereal.
"I have no opinion."
Zuo Yun was silent for a while, and spoke softly. There was a strong sense of war in his eyes and a smile appeared on his face. He continued: "But Lin Yun, you should understand me. If you don't agree, you don't agree. But once I agree, I will certainly not have reservations."
What kind of trump card is it, let Lin Yun dare to rely on it like this.
He had a hunch that he was definitely not the newly promoted Xuanwu Seventh Level Cultivation Base. He was very curious and couldn't help but look forward to this battle.
"Me too."
Lin Yun responded softly.
"Huh! You want to find your own way, why should I stop you, don't be too late to lose."
Yue Qing had a sullen face, and while speaking, he took out a silver gun glowing with cold light from his storage bag. A faint smell of blood diffused from the silver gun, causing many people to frown slightly. Up.
It seems that the rumors are true that the leaders trained by Shence Camp are indeed on the battlefield and have killed many people.
"Let's get started."
On the stage, Princess Fenghua said lightly.
Tie Cable Hanjiang!
As soon as the voice fell, Zuo Yun drew his sword out of its sheath. In the cold river of thousands of miles, a blade of sword turned into a wire, breaking the surface of the river, and rushing into the sky with him.
Wind-rolling sand!
Yue Qing snorted coldly, and was also merciless between shots. With a flick of his wrist, the silver spear overflowed with weird blood, and with a revolving punch, it brought up a shocking wind, and the wind seemed to have a dust storm of yellow sand.
He stabbed with a shot, like riding a war horse, galloping on the battlefield with a kind of brave and fearless, iron-blooded spirit not afraid of life and death.
As soon as the two of them took action, they showed their amazing abilities, showing their respective skills and marksmanship to the fullest.
With just one move, it can be seen that the two must have worked **** swords and spears.
Otherwise, it is impossible, at such an age, to show such a sophisticated and sophisticated trick.
"Come well."
Lin Yun's expression is calm, he doesn't fight with the two of them, taps his toes lightly, and recedes back.
Both fists blasted like electricity, smashing the blades and spear lights that couldn't be avoided. Lin Yun remained calm and tried to defend under the strong attack of the two.
Zuo Yun and Yue Qing are not idlers, and they are extremely fierce once the offensive is launched.
After ten moves, the offensives of the two were already incomparable. Whether it was Zuo Yun's knife or Yue Qing's grab, the people who watched it were a little shocked.
It is terrible to disassemble it separately, let alone the two together.
But Lin Yun didn't rush, he used seven profound steps to deal with it, like a small boat in the waves, ups and downs.
The offensive that can't be avoided, also avoids the vital points, and resists with the flesh.
"It's time to shoot."
After dozens of moves, Lin Yun looked at the two attackers again and said softly.
At this time of fighting, I have slightly understood the details of the two, and the slight flaws in the marksmanship and swordsmanship are also fully understood.
"It's ridiculous, do you have a chance?"
Yue Qing sneered. In his opinion, Lin Yun would have done it long ago if he had the ability to fight back.
I'm talking like this now, but just bluffing.
"Pick me another shot, let me see how you do it!"
Yue Qing yelled wildly, the blood glowing from the silver gun in his hand suddenly burst into light, as if it had been completely stained red with heavy blood, and was taken out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain.
The faint-hearted, with this shot, let alone scared to death.
Iron Horse Glacier!
Zuo Yun didn't speak, but he slapped his backhand, endless cold air overflowed, and the cold light on the knife body. At this moment, the stinger couldn't open his eyes, and a faint frost was spread on the ground.
Lin Yun didn't evade, but his body was as calm as water, and his unhurried temperament suddenly became extremely sharp.
Shuiyue's sword power spread from him like waves, wave after wave. He turned into a lake, a lake reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, the mountains gathered, and the shining like a mirror.
Smoke and water!
The sword is out of its sheath, the burial foil flickers, and the roses dance wildly, like a dream. Facing the opponent's two ultimate moves, a sword pierced out, like a stone falling on the mirror-like surface of the lake, ripples and waves of mist.
The sword is the vast water mist above the lake, vast and majestic, but like mist and illusion.
This sword has vast smoke and mist.
Boom!
The spear and the light of the sword that fell in the sky greeted Lin Yun's sword and smoke, and his heart was shocked. The respective ultimate moves were like sinking into the sea, but Lin Yun's sword power was like mist, and it was rolling over.
"Quit!"
The expressions of the two changed slightly, and they did not dare to stay, and quickly retreated.
The big waves are huge!
The mist dissipated, Lin Yun repelled the two with a sword, but did not chase deeply.
At the moment of landing, the breeze blew and raised his forehead. Lin Yunyang waved his hand, his long sleeves were like clouds, and the sword light flashed across, like an antelope hanging horns, without a trace.
This sword is a big wave!
A seemingly relaxed flick, but this sword consumed a fifth of Lin Yun's true yuan.
Sword lights dangled from the flat ground, like surging waves on the lake, and the two of them who retreated suddenly became stiff. Now no matter where he retreats, there is a cold glow of sword light on the ground, and there is nowhere to hide.
The cultivation base was promoted to the seventh level of Xuanwu, and the Shuiyue swordsmanship was in Lin Yun's hands.
Many ultimate moves that consume a lot of true energy can also be used at will, and in an instant, they will cause terrible reputation.
"Strange, this is not the sword technique that the sword pavilion disciple used before? I remember what it was called..."
"Water Moon Sword Technique!"
"Yes, that's the name, how is it in the hands of that person. It is so terrible in Lin Yun's hands. Bai Yu is also defeated by this swordsmanship."
If you don't make a move, it will be nothing more than a move. In just two strokes, they broke Yue Qing and the storm's offensive, forced them to retreat from the world, waved a sword, and made the two of them in a hurry.
There are countless mountains, ten miles of peach blossoms, enchanting, chaotic red like rain.
Ignoring the four dialects, Lin Yun waved a sword, leaped into the air, soaring up and down, dancing with the sword, the vast sword light pouring out.
The scattered sword light is like the falling petals in the peach blossom forest among the mountains, the petals are bright red, like a rain of blood.
It's really a wave of unsettled, wave after wave, and the erratic sword force makes Yue Qing and Zuo Yun's faces gradually difficult to look.
The two of them had just withdrawn from the glimmer of sword light rising from the ground, and they had to face the scattered red and rainy sword light.
It's not over yet!
The sky is full of leaves and the sound is like rain, the clouds in the water come into the sword!
Whether it is the light of the sword falling down right now or the mist of water before, it is poured into the blade. The Foil Burial Sword suddenly trembled, and a shocking sword aura condensed the cold light, rushing towards Yue Qing and Zuo Yun.
Wherever they pass, the momentum of the two will dissipate at the touch of a touch, and the blocker will be invincible.
This sword, like the clouds and the moon reflected in the lake, gathers all the scattered sword forces of the previous three moves. Carrying the smashing sky and the waves, it rolls over. Compared with the smoke and water, the arrow is slightly ethereal. It is very domineering and can be called arrogant, containing astonishing explosive power.
Boom bang bang!
The sword qi and the swords in the hands of the two slammed hard together, and the loud noise was immediately heard.
The two retreated wildly for several steps, their expressions solemn, and the palms of their hands were split in pain. The aftermath shocked on the flesh, and **** wounds hung out, and the people who watched it were chilling.
Zuo Yun and Yue Qing glanced at each other, and the same thoughts surged in their hearts, and they couldn't continue like this.
If Lin Yun is allowed to use this set of swordsmanship, the strength of the two of them will inevitably not be able to expand, and they will live and die in his sword power.
But Lin Yun didn't give the two a chance to fight back. Almost at the moment when the two of them had thoughts, they suddenly appeared strangely, and the sky suddenly darkened.
What's the matter?
Without waiting for the two to wake up, Lin Yun's majestic sword intent brewed for a long time was finally enough.
There was a flash of sword light, and there seemed to be two rounds of bright moons in the sky and the earth, one in the sky and one on the water.
One sword, two months to compete.
The cloud breaks through the beginning of the moon, the night is not dark, the majestic sword intent, whizzing out from Lin Yun. This sword intent, like the dust between heaven and earth, does not stain the dust of the world, the sword is divided into two months, white and flawless, empty and clear.
Crush!
In the Hall of Qiongtai, many disciples of the saber have not had enough reactions in the future. The sword came out of its sheath and flew~IndoMTL.com~ was uncontrolled, buzzing in the air, one by one, dancing wildly around the whole body.
Puff!
Zuo Yun and Yue Qing were bombarded by two rounds of moonlight swords that contained the icy cold. They vomited blood on the spot, clutching their chests and falling to the ground.
I looked up and saw an extremely shocking scene. Seeing Lin Yun gathering his sword and returning it to its sheath, hundreds of long swords danced around, as if surrendering to him, they finally entered the ground around him, shaking constantly.
"Innate sword intent!"
"The man last night, it was him!"
The expressions of the elders of the sects changed wildly, and suddenly stood up, staring at Lin Yun firmly.
The eyeballs are almost falling, and a touch of sword intent last night, rose up for no reason, and shocked the waves in the hearts of the elders.
But even if they want to break their heads, they can't think that this sword intent is actually emitted from Lin Yun.
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