Sovereign of the Era

The endless starlight condenses into a waterfall like mercury, pouring down from the cracks in the first layer of sky, which is nearly thousands of feet long.

People have seen the same picture once, but they still feel shocked when they see it again.

However, one time before, when Lin Yun offered this move, the Canglong sword array had already declined obviously, but this time it was very passive.

Let alone whether Feng Tianyuan can block it, even if he really loses Feng Tianyuan, there are three old men with white hair who are fighting with swords behind him.

Feng Tianyuan is dishevelled and his body is covered with blood, which looks like crazy.

Just now, it seems that he and Lin Yun are quite equal. But in the middle of it, he himself was in a state of distress.

When the star demon flower blooms in vitro, Lin Yun's sword power in the realm of heaven and soul completely overwhelms him.

Even if he is a strong man in the half step dragon Kingdom, his cultivation is still not enough to see after he is banned from heaven and soul. Compared with his Kendo attainments, he is not Lin Yun's opponent at all. All the way up to now, he relies on his own details.

Seeing the attack of Lin Yun's killing moves, Feng Tianyuan did not get angry but laughed, and said in a loud voice: "little beast, you can't hold on, it's time for you to die!"

His eyes opened angrily and he could see clearly. As long as Lin Yun's sword was blocked, the other three old men with white hair were bound to kill each other.

A little smarter people, will choose to stop, directly admit defeat.

"Don't kneel down and beg for mercy

In his laughter, Feng Tianyuan urged the meteorite sword technique to the limit, and nine star like flame meteorites burst out with striking sword light.

The sword light is connected into a piece, which directly blocks the whole body space and evolves into an unbreakable boundary.

Boom!

At the same time, the three old men with white hair sprang up from the rear. They looked indifferent and approached with swords.

They are ready for a long time, and their swords are as bright as the sun and the moon, and countless killing opportunities roll towards Lin Yun. Before the three swords were really near, Lin Yun felt extremely uncomfortable all over his body, and the surface of his body was blown away by the invisible sword wind.

As an ordinary person, he has already been soaked in blood and has to be dismembered in the air.

"Lin Yun, if you admit defeat now, I can save you from death!" Hiding in the junction of the nine star sword, Feng Tianyuan squinted at Lin Yun and grinned.

He was somewhat guilty. Lin Yun's sword was so terrible that he could not fight back.

Only by breaking the defense, the body's sword power is compressed to the limit under the opponent's powerful sword power.

Lin Yun is holding funeral flowers, his face is expressionless, and his mood is not in the slightest fluctuation.

There is no word "beg for mercy" in his dictionary. When he comes to the present step by step, he will not give up at the last moment.

Countless eyes focused on Lin Yun, all want to see how he would react. This road was chosen by Lin Yun himself. When he forced Feng Tianyuan to such a situation, he should have thought that the other three white haired elders in the heaven God Dan realm would never sit idly by.

There will surely be endless means waiting for him and Feng Tianyuan to win or lose.

Lin Yun said faintly: "you still go to die!"

Click! Click! Click!

The sound of sky breaking became extremely fierce, and the star light poured down was more and more bright. Lin Yun, with his long hair and sharp eyebrows, killed him like lightning with a buried flower in his hand.

This sword is in the sky!

Click!

The sword light cuts off and destroys the withered and decayed. It only instantly releases the boundary of Feng Tianyuan. Bang, and then the trend of sword light is more and more. The nine stars and swords floating around the opponent's body are broken one by one. Each broken sound is a huge noise, deafening, and people's hair is shaking.

Hum!

The funeral flowers tremble and shine with dreamlike light. Lin Yun holds the sword and the sword edge is drawn to the throat of the other party.

"Arrogant!"

Between the electric light and flint, Feng Tianyuan was furious and said in a cold voice: "it's not so simple to kill my husband."

After all, he is a strong man in the banbu Shendan realm. Even if he imprisons his cultivation in the spirit of heaven, his martial arts background is unimaginable. In such a dangerous situation, he was extremely calm. Instead of retreating, he took the initiative to kill Lin Yun.

Whoa!

The sword blade in his hand is like a star like cold light, which cuts the void. The star light and sword light are like fireflies in the sky.

His sword takes Lin Yun's throat directly. He doesn't want to kill Lin Yun. As long as Lin Yun is forced to give in a little and his sword moves don't fall on his vital points, he will be able to stand in an invincible position.

It can be imagined that as long as they hold on for a moment, the three tianshendan elders will surely kill Lin Yun.

His face was gloomy and ferocious. When he wielded his sword, he didn't leave any hands. He gambled his life on this sword.

In the air, the two figures crisscross each other in a flash, and their swords all cut into each other's throat.

But at the end of the day, with the buried flowers in Feng Tianyuan's eyes, constantly magnifying, his fear suddenly increased. Plopping, its heart pounding, thumping, almost burst out of the chest.

Asshole, this guy is not afraid of death!Feng Tianyuan's pupil shrinks fiercely and completely counsels him. Even if he cuts the other party's throat with this sword, if the sword power is not enough, the opponent may not die.

At most, the most serious one is the top blow of three white haired old men.

However, if Lin Yun does not change his moves, he will surely die if he pours all his strength with the power of Fuyun thirteen swords.

No, I can't die.

In Feng Tianyuan's eyes, there is no need to die with him. I'm afraid to die. Why bother with the rules.

Click!

He immediately lifted the ban, and his cultivation immediately broke the shackles of heaven and soul and reached the realm of star king. However, he did not know that his heart was full of fear, and the fight for life would inevitably lead to a sharp fall in prestige, which would eventually lead to a fall.

Life and death, this is taboo.

Poop!

Two figures in the air, an instant crisscross, a touch of blood in Feng Tianyuan's throat bloom. The burial flower is cut into it, and the sword meaning and the true yuan are poured into it mercilessly.

The sword in Feng Tianyuan's hand fell off, and he covered his throat with both hands and kept falling towards the ground.

In the full view of the public, Feng Tianyuan's cultivation made a rapid progress, and soon reached the peak of Xingjun, and then broke through the shackles of Xingjun to reach the realm of Shendan.

Bang!

When the cultivation of his body reaches the half step dragon vein state, the sword light on his neck blooms to the limit, and the whole head flies out directly.

Plop!!

The corpse is separated, and the great elder of the great wind family falls.

"No!"

On the VIP stage, Feng xuanzi got up and trembled. He broke the rules and let Feng Tianyuan enter the four Xuan array, just to kill Lin Yun with his hand.

But he wanted to break his head, but he couldn't imagine that Feng Tianyuan not only failed to kill Lin Yun, but died in the other side's sword.

The scene is all the best among the people. It can be seen at a glance that Feng Tianyuan lifted the ban before he died. Strictly speaking, from the moment he lifted the ban, Lin Yun automatically won the third pass.

It's just that Feng Tianyuan died so fast that people ignored this point.

"Little beast!"

Feng xuanzi shivered, gnashing his teeth and swearing regardless of his identity.

His eyes are fixed on Lin Yun, and he wants to see with his own eyes that Lin Yun died under the sword of three God Dan elders.

Qingyan square is silent, people have no time to exclaim, because the picture in the sky is too fast. Almost at the moment of Feng Tianyuan's fall, three old men with white hair stabbed in their swords against Lin Yun's heart.

Poop!

Sword light flashing, blood splashing.

The three swords pierced Lin Yun's chest directly, and then stabbed them continuously. They went straight through, and the tip of the sword appeared behind him.

The old people with white hair are all hundreds of years old. They are old and terrible in experience. They have long found that Lin Yun's heart is as good as the sacred vessels. Without any other thoughts, the blade cut the floating star demon flowers and stabbed him directly against his heart.

It has to be said that such indifference and ruthlessness make people numb.

It was almost ignited by the blood veins on the body.

Then the sword point, merciless into it, stick to the heart will Lin Yun stab a pair of wear.

Innumerable people immediately became stupid and could not speak with their mouths covered.

Although he had long expected that Lin Yun, as long as he was reckless and wielded the sword above the sky, would surely be hit by three old tianshendan. But when this scene really appears, it's still hard to hide the shock, there are no words in the heart of the mood lingering.

Poop!

Lin Yun vomited blood, his face was instantly pale, as pale as paper, the remaining star demon flowers in the four directions, like a candle fire, dissipated one by one.

The sword light that covered the sky broke away, and the dark sky became bright again.

Whoa!

The sun stabbed Lin Yun opened his eyes. Under the bright light, his face was even more pale. The purple mark on the center of his eyebrows was more and more charming under such pale cheeks.

Poop!

Lin Yun slightly bent down, in full view of the public, is the mouth blood vomit out. His whole body is weak, the hand buries the flower to sway to fall, he is like the sun to lose the light. These three swords, which pierced through the chest, had an amazing attack on the top of the sword, which was far beyond his expectation.

Bang!

The three old men with white hair looked indifferent. They raised their hands and clapped heavily on the hilt.

Poop!

After a blow, the three elders spread their arms and retreated.

They are calm, not impatient, floating in the air.

Lin Yun was hit by this blow and flew out, like fallen leaves rolled by the strong wind, fluttering and falling. You can clearly see that Lin Yun's Qi engine is disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But with the disappearance of vitality, we can also feel more clearly that Lin Yun's sense of war is still rising slowly.Under the support of this battle spirit, the sword momentum, which has been crushed, is flickering in the air like a candle light. However, the sword momentum can never really gather together.

The candle flickered, flickered and extinguished.

If the sun goes out in the dark, I will light a candle. If the candle cannot be ignited, I will burn my life in the dark, turn into light, illuminate my dim and dark eyes, and illuminate the sword in my heart that I have never given up.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a strong wind and the sword was blaring in the sky.

Lin Yun's hair danced wildly, and his sword power suddenly soared. With the soaring sword power, his vitality was consumed at a faster speed.

Everyone was shocked. In such a frenzy, Lin Yun's sword might not be able to recover to its peak, and he would have exhausted his life.

It's crazy, it's tragic!

Everyone was shocked by this scene, so far, Lin Yun has no intention to give up.

"This guy, you want to turn the tables? Dream

Feng xuanzi roared on the VIP platform: "kill him!"

Whoosh!

The three old men with white hair are waiting now. They just chose to retreat. It is a perfect policy. There is no need to continue to fight with Lin Yun at the risk of dying with him.

At present, his sword power has been restarted, which also confirms the conjecture in the hearts of the three elders that this man Originally, it is the sword to take the edge and seek a chance of vitality.

To see the cards after, there is no need to do more entanglement.

There was no need for Feng xuanzi to say anything. The three men turned into startling Hongs and took them away like lightning. The sword power burning with life seemed grand, but he had three swords in his body.

With these three swords, even if the opponent can't really turn over, he will die.

Buzz!

In the process of flying and plundering, the three old men made their own seals, so that the sword inserted in Lin Yun's body kept shaking.

Lin Yun's pale cheek did not see any blood color. He took a deep breath, glanced at the three startles, and then closed it slowly. The current situation can be regarded as expected, but the situation is more dangerous than expected.

But this is also the only chance to win, not in danger, cut a person first, he has no chance to win.

On the ground, he sat cross legged and did not take care of the flying Jinghong. His hands were put on his left and right knees, with different sword marks. At the same time of suppressing the three sharp blades in front of the chest, activate the flying cloud sword formula, let qingluan reappear you, float in the sky and earth.

A qingluan, as if it is his arm, such as arm command, arbitrary manipulation.

With unprecedented concentration, he scrambled for time with the three old men who turned into Jinghong. After a while, Jinghong roared to the scene, and the faces of the three old men appeared. They shot their hands like lightning and grabbed at the hilt of Lin Yun's chest.

As long as he grabs the handle of the sword again, he immediately dismembers Lin Yun.

"Coagulate!"

Lin Yun is not surprised at the changes, and his hands spread out around him fiercely.

The ten fingers are changing at an unimaginable speed, and the sword light is flashing at the fingertips, which makes the heaven and earth become bright and dark. The passage of time seems to speed up the general, the strong wind, lightning and thunder, the whole Qingyan square seems like the world version of terrible.

"What's going on?"

All the people who watched from afar were astonished and looked up one after another.

"Come on

"Quick, quick, quick!"

Three old men with white hair, their faces suddenly changed. They felt the extremely dangerous message by virtue of their experience.

But after all, it was still a step too late. Lin Yun's closed eyes opened leisurely, as if years had settled, revealing the meaning of endless vicissitudes.

Floating clouds are not what I want. Ten thousand years.

The vicissitudes of life have changed.

This square heaven and earth, as if in the past ten thousand years, but only in between.

"Flying cloud sword, ten thousand swords belong to the clan!"

The complete seal of the sword in Lin Yun's hand was formed, and the thirteen qingluan perfectly integrated, which evolved the true spirit of Fuyun's thirteen swords. It is an ancient sword with blue light and purple thunder. It seems that it will last forever.

Like a God, overlooking heaven and earth.

Whoa!

In the light of the sword, the three old men looked up, and their eyes were instantly melted, and blood flowed out of their black hole like eyes.

They screamed bitterly, covering their eyes in agony.

Qingmang sword is like the king of swords. With a trembling sound, countless long swords in the whole Tibetan sword building are transformed into startling Hongyuan.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Tens of thousands of long swords fell on the four sides of Lin Yun's knees. Under the light of the green light sword, they faded and became rusty. A very strange sword tomb appeared in front of people's eyes. The huge green sword seemed to swallow up all the sharp edges of the sword.

The people in the distance did not dare to look up. The moment a bold person raised his head, his eyes were covered with blood.

"My eyes!""Damn it, what the hell!"

A group of people were terrified, frightened and shivering, and the whole Tibetan sword building was darkened by the light of this sword.

Up and down, the wind family was extremely desperate. The long sword with its handle rusted in the blade was no exception, at least all of them were Taoist soldiers. There are even many hundred pattern holy swords. Even when they fall, they become rusty and worthless.

Too terrible, unimaginable terror, lingering in the wind family's mind.

So many blades were damaged and the loss was so great that all the people in the Feng family could not imagine. Feng xuanzi's face suddenly changed and he vomited out his blood.

Bang!

Lin Yun's fingerprints are changing, and the three swords on his chest are directly thrown out under such pressure. The blade of the sword was stained with blood. It flew backward at the speed of thunderbolt. In the twinkling of an eye, the handle of the sword hit three old men with white hair, which made them spit blood.

Lin Yun's crazy disappearing vitality stopped at the moment when the sword left the body, which gave him a long sigh of relief.

These three swords are really deadly. Each one contains the momentum of the sword. His body will be torn to pieces if he is a little bit close.

Even so, it still put his life on the line.

The most terrible thing is that these three old men are too sophisticated, poisonous and cautious. But after all, he was too cautious. Feng Tianyuan was timid in the last sword. The three old men were afraid that Lin Yun would die together with them, so they chose the most conservative and all embracing policy.

That's true. Even a swordsman has to be in awe in the face of death.

But the real victory will always fall on the swordsman who is upright and upright, open and upright, and never extinguishes the heart of the sword.

Whoosh!

At the moment when the vitality stopped disappearing, Lin Yun's arms spread, and his green shirt was flying and rising in the air.

Nine changes in Jinwu!

He stepped nine steps in the air. After nine steps, he immediately caught up with the three people who were hit by the sword handle. The daily magic formula was played to the peak at the same time. His body is full of golden light, just like a big sun in the sky, and the distant burial flowers fall into his palm like a startled goose.

A turn around, buried flowers huff and puff out the cold light.

The three old men, blind in both eyes and bruised by the handle of the sword, devoured several people before they could react.

Poop!

The cold light flashed past, three heads, all flying down.

Lin Yun stands in the sky, his eyebrows are wantonly sharp. He looks back and falls on the sword in his hand. The sun still rises, and the buried flowers never go far away.

This chapter is composed of 5000 words, and I dare not break it. After reading the comments, I feel that the broken chapter will be killed. 】

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