Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 113 Immortal Kun's book clan name

Lin Chongyang's fighting spirit was rising, and he was idle when he was idle. He came here, if he didn't fight, he always felt that something was missing.

As for the ghost howling knife, Ye Yun sensed that it was on the way. Lin Chongyang had also talked with Di Longyin before, if there is a chance to get it back, use other materials to neutralize it, and it would be good to cast a sword for the younger brother. A body must necessarily need a weapon that matches it.

After all, if you walk in the rivers and lakes, if you decide to live and die alone with others, on the premise of similar strength, you will have a better chance of winning if you have a handy weapon.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if we put aside these things, the Gui Xiao Dao, a broken sword, made him recuperate for 30 years. As a major historical issue, this belated account should be settled.

"Unfortunately, you are not the one I am waiting for."

Chang Ri Kunzhen secretly admired the other party's sword skills, but he already knew that the other party was not the person he was waiting for when they fought just now, so it was always a bit regretful.

However, Lin Chongyang's fighting spirit also ignited Chang Ri Kunyi's fighting spirit, although he had been defeated several times in the famous gods since the previous year.

"But since I'm here today, you can't keep this knife."

Lin Chongyang's tone was awe-inspiring, without any mercy, if he remembered correctly, Chang Ri Kun was in the future, but with one sword, he could neutralize the thunder of the gods and save Mo Shi's life.

Such attainments are indeed extraordinary, worthy of the title of Sword Master, and it is enough to show the strength of Tian Gui and Ling Jueding in the past.

Although the other party now looks more like an old man who may cough himself to death at any time.

For Lin Chongyang's provocation, Chang Ri Kunzhen calmly responded: "If you have the ability, you can come and get it!"

Over the years, he has stabilized his injuries, but there is still one opportunity, an opportunity to force the Ghost Howling Knife out of his body.

"If you're in this state, I'm a bit invincible."

From Lin Chongyang's point of view, since there is going to be a fight, it is natural to have a good fight.

Ye Yun, who was lying on Lin Chongyang's shoulder at the moment, was not worried about it. After all, when Lin Chongyang was training with Di Longyin in the ghost prison, he and Ye Feng often watched the battle.

Changri Kunchan pointed to the famous god inserted in the stone seat, and suppressed Lin Chongyang's provocation: "Get the sound of thunder, turn yin into yang, have no name, call it the famous god. If you can pull the famous god up , I will admit your opponent."

"Although I really want to say, I don't need your acknowledgment, but as a warm-up before the battle, I will allow you."

As Lin Chongyang spoke, he walked in front of the famous god. The three styles and one realm are indeed quite restrained for Chang Ri Kunzhen, a man who is going forward, but for him, the threat may not be as ruthless as that of the style. The loss comes at a high price.

As soon as the words fell, Lin Chongyang stretched out his right hand, and at the moment he held the sword, he suddenly saw the scene change, and he was in a strange sword field in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the sword intent surged, and the space in the sword domain seemed to stagnate for a moment, and then heard the proud poetic voice:

"Dragon horses travel thousands of miles with snowflakes, wind and moon ten paces and heavenly swords cry; autumn frost cuts jade for a long day, and the name of the clan is immortal!"

It is the Sword Sect of Sadness who is in perfect condition, relying on the sword intent of remaining moves, I can see that his sword is holding the sky, and the first move is the ultimate move, as if the sky is lost!

Sorrow and hatred are hard to overcome, ruthlessly mourn the sky, take refuge and cut off love, and cut one's heart and thoughts!
Once a sword is released, it can separate the soul from the body.

Facing the ultimate move, Lin Chongyang did not dodge or evade, and for the first time moved to the realm of the benevolent sword emperor, the mind was shaped upwards, the sword intent was shaped downwards, and the sword finger was stretched out, and the ultimate move of luck:
"Tianren Sword Extreme!"

Kill without killing, benevolent, inclusive, and tolerant of everything.

Ding--!
Swordsmanship clashes, but the point of the needle is against the wheat awn, one controls the seven emotions with a benevolent heart, and the other severes emotions and slashes the heart.

When the two phases were in a stalemate, I suddenly saw that the sword intent that Tian Ruo had lost, had begun to be infected and assimilated by Tian Ren's sword.

"The move is not bad, use it as a reference, and take it as a reward for helping you draw your sword."

When the voice falls, the sky is as if lost, broken!

Afterwards, He saw that Chang Ri Kun's sword's momentum changed, and the second round started from here. It was the three styles and one realm left by Ling Jueding in the past, and it was also the sword realm that Chang Ri Kun's sword could not break for hundreds of years.

The first form, probing, observe with the eyes of the heart, and should use the power of the sword to test.

Lin Chongyang's sword moves are complicated, ethereal and illusory, with reality in the emptiness, defense in the middle and offense in the middle, with a balance of offense and defense, impeccable, which means:
"Sky Spirit Sword Fantasy!"

The two phases are destroyed, and the first form passes safely.

The second style is self-humility, advance with retreat, attack with defense, undefeated.

Seeing that Changri Kunyi changed his moves again, Lin Chongyang also changed accordingly, the sword's force was dense, avoiding the heavy and light, flexible and long, so that the opponent could not find any gaps, that is to say:

"Tianqing Jianrou!"

The trick of using softness to control ingenuity is still not at a disadvantage when encountering a self-effacing style, and the second style will be broken in time.

The third form, Wu Xin Jue Nian, the sword that will surely win, Chang Ri Kun's sword condenses and attacks directly.

Seeing the extreme moves coming to him, Lin Chongyang's sword posture returned to simplicity, his mind purely used strength to defeat the enemy, and his posture followed the broad and profound abyss in the sword, which means:
"Heavenly Sword Abyss!"

The move of winning with strength meets the sword of victory again, the extreme conflict, the two phases are broken, and finally the sword intent stored in the sword is powerless and broken by force.

In the decision of victory or defeat, the figure of Changri Kunyi disappeared, leaving only a long sword, called Mingshen.

outside world…

Lin Chongyang raised his right hand holding the sword, a generation of casting masters, Ling Jueding's Xuanlong masterpiece, after experiencing more than ten Jiazi's seals, today he finally broke the seal, showing his unparalleled sharpness.

The moment the sword came out, the sky thundered, and the surrounding sky was as bright as the sun.

"You force the knife out yourself, and then have a fair fight with me."

Throwing the sword in front of Changri Kunzheng, Lin Chongyang said, what he gained in the sword field has already paid for drawing the sword.

As for Chang Ri Kun's dignity as a sword sect, it can only be won back in the sword fight.

And Chang Ri Kunzhen was also unambiguous, took the sword into his palm, and began to feel the meaning of the sword, so as to review the battle situation.

Three moves and one state, it is because he is obsessed with breaking the moves, obsessed with these three moves, which makes each time he exerts more force, on the contrary, the power of the sword will increase, making it more invincible.

These three moves can also be said to be moves without moves, ever-changing, simple but extraordinary.

To put it simply, without the corresponding talent and strength, whoever uses it will die.

Afterwards, Chang Ri Kunzhen held the sword in his backhand and penetrated the famous sword into his body from his chest.

The long sword entered the body, blooming unprecedented thunder and lightning.

"Aha!"

Immediately, the divine front pierced another inch, and the supreme lightning energy flowed through the body, gradually forcing out the ghostly aura that was enveloping dozens of Jiazi.

Just when the Ghost Howling Knife was completely forced out, Lin Chongyang moved his palm and took it into his palm to seal it away.

At the same time, an unprecedented sword intent soared into the sky, and the famous god was also forced out of the body at the same time, and was taken into the hands of Chang Ri Kun.

The falling snow is falling, the frost and fog are rising, and the proud poem is heard again:

"Dragon horses travel thousands of miles with snowflakes, wind and moon ten paces and heavenly swords cry; autumn frost cuts jade for a long day, and the name of the clan is immortal!"

The changed face symbolizes the recovery of Chang Ri Kun's body and the recovery of the body to its peak.

"I recognize your opponent!"

　I didn't plan to take the line of Jianzong, but I added it temporarily because I was waiting for my junior brother's poem number.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)