Sovereign of the Era

When the thousand thunder sword is held in Lin Yun's hand, the sword power of half step Shenxiao on Lin Yun's body is infinitely close to the sword meaning of Shenxiao.

On the sky, my sword turns into heaven!

Lin Yun did not leave a trace of affection for these people. His sword was merciless and indifferent. Under the moonlight, he wore a blue shirt, which made people feel cold and proud.

The handle The sword.

Ye Ziling is struggling to support her body. When she sees the sword in Lin Yun's hand, her beautiful face is full of doubts.

What sword is this?

She had not seen qianlei sword, but she thought that Lin Yun disappeared these days, and immediately thought whether it was related to this sword.

When her eyes fell on the hilt of the sword, her face suddenly changed. There were two ancient characters on it.

"Thousand thunder sword! Lin Yun You went to the famous sword meeting, you broke through the Dragon ghost three battle

Ye Ziling instantly awakened to come over, fully understood, all the doubts can be explained. The murderous spirit in his body, as well as the vicissitudes in his eyes, can all be explained.

Ye Ziling nibbled her red lips, and her eyes showed a lot of unwilling color and admiration that could not be concealed.

Even compared with burying the flower boy, Lin Yun is not inferior at all. This guy Do you really want me to owe him all my life?

Asshole!

Ye Ziling scolded in her heart. She was full of discontent and melancholy. Her mood was extremely complicated.

She has always been decisive and heroic, and now she has become a little confused.

"Thousand thunder sword?"

Jiang lichen, Liu Qingyan and Feng Zhang were also shocked.

The origin of this sword is incomparably large, even if it is in Fuyun sword clan. They also know that it is a thousand patterns holy soldier forged by the Mo family, which is the most precious treasure.

It's no wonder that the sword hasn't come out of its sheath. Lin Yun just holds the scabbard, which creates such terrible pressure on several people.

But more importantly, to get the sword, it means that Lin Yun has broken through the dragon and ghost battle.

"Stand up and say again, whether it's qianlei sword or not has nothing to do with you."

Lin Yun holds the scabbard. In the twinkling of an eye, the body of qianlei sword is pulled out half an inch.

Poop!

All of them, including Ye Ziling, vomited blood and were shocked to fly hundreds of meters away. Only half an inch, but the sword light is still dazzling to a terrible degree. The black dragon around Lin Yun's body radiates with electric light, and the whole dragon body becomes crystal clear, as if it is watered by pure thunder slurry.

Several people fell to the ground, lying on the ground completely unable to get up.

It's terrible!

The so-called King's power in xuanwang palace is not even dust under such sword power. It's the difference between clouds and mud. One is in the sky and the other is in the ground.

"Lin Yun, you're pushing too fast. You've completely lost the effect of exercise. They can't stand up." In the Ziyuan sword case, xiaobingfeng frowns slightly. Lin Yun's cold face is merciless. It's really frightening.

"I know it."

Lin Yun light response a sentence, sword power enhanced, but he also will these people shock fly hundreds of meters away.

At the same time, the meaning of his own half step Shenxiao sword was also restrained and kept within ten feet.

"Well, I don't believe it." Xiaobingfeng pondered.

Click!

But her voice fell, if the rain would be in xiaobingfeng's surprised look, Feng Zhang also slowly stood up, she was surprised: "my God, this is too amazing."

Lin Yun's eyes were calm and there were no waves. He said faintly, "there's nothing magical about them. They're not bad at talent. They're the best disciples of the Fuyun sword sect. If the old man really had the heart to teach, these men would have been promoted to heaven. "

Xiaobingfeng glanced at her mouth, as if it was true.

But the old man, after all, was sanbang. When ye Ziling and others were suffering from the devil like torture, the residence where the xuanwang palace was located was not calm.

Chu Tianhao, Qin Yang and others gathered together. There were many elders of the hanging king hall around them. Their brows were tense and their looks were not very optimistic.

"Tian Hao, if you fight the summer Marquis Jue, how many chances will you win?" The leader of xuanwang palace asked Chu Tianhao.

Chu Tianhao pondered for a moment and then said, "40%, if you use all the cards, maybe 50%. I have known for a long time that the Marquis of Xia Dynasty was unique, but I didn't expect that he was an immortal genius secretly cultivated by the blood moon cave. If you're right, he may have the cultivation of banbu Shendan. "

Banbu Shendan!

All the elders and disciples took a breath of cold air, and their faces turned pale.

For such demons, banbu Shendan means that this person has the strength to kill xiaoshendan across the border.

Think about it like this. It's really hairy.

"But if you really fight, everything is possible. The gap between me and him is not so big as to be unimaginable."

Chu Tianhao is still very strong, regardless of his mentality or strength, he has an outstanding side.Immediately, he said with a smile: "besides, I may not be able to draw him. If we are staggered and win one game each, the hanging king hall still has a great advantage."

Hearing Chu Tianhao's words, the others looked more calm.

All of a sudden, someone said, "what's the plan for tomorrow's flying cloud sword clan?"

"Need a plan? One God takes four pits. Is it possible that Lin Yun dares to launch the hell mode, one to beat us five? Ha ha ha Qin Yang didn't care, said finally, laughing loudly.

Other people think about it, except for Lin Yun, which is almost invincible, there are not many bright spots in Fuyun sword sect.

At most, one ye Ziling was added. As for the other three, it was no different from the waste.

In particular, what kind of master brother Jiang Lishen is a waste in the waste, which is actually defeated in the hands of an unknown person in tianxingge.

"You don't have to worry about the Fuyun sword sect. It's good to admit defeat to Lin Yun directly if you take it." Chu Tianhao looks indifferent.

Time goes by, one night passes in the blink of an eye.

The next morning.

When a short night, a few people are completely transformed, their strength has been extremely terrible progress.

Not to mention how miraculous, Lin Yun just used unconventional means to force their potential out overnight. If there were another night of torture, progress would not be so obvious.

Lin Yun takes out the nirvana pill, breaks it into six pieces, and bends down to distribute it to several people one by one.

They seem to be seriously injured, but in fact none of them is fatal. Even if nirvana is divided into six parts, it is more than enough for them to recover.

This is Lin Yun's last nirvana, but when he crushed, there was no heartache.

"Nirvana!"

Ye Ziling took Nirvana pill, a little stunned, immediately understood the reason.

Lin Yun returns the purple jade God bamboo flute to the buried flower childe. With the nature of the other party, it is impossible not to give some reward.

This Nirvana pill should have been given to him by the prince burying flowers, but he gave it back to himself. For the obsession in his heart, he paid too much, too big to bear.

Can bury the flower childe also in the most desperate time, saved his life, that full moon night, she calm for more than 20 years, but also at that moment ripples.

On a full moon night, playing flute kills people.

That picture of her life, she is afraid to forget.

Perhaps he, should not ask Lin Yun to help, ye Ziling heart whispered.

Lin Yun saw that she was distracted and thought she was thinking of burying Hua childe. He said to me, "brother buried flower told me that he could not participate in the cangxuan battle, but he would certainly be on the scene."

Ye Ziling wakes up with a start and hears Lin Yun's words, smiles and doesn't say much.

What am I thinking about? No matter Lin Yun, or buried huagongzi, they are so far away from her.

Bathed in the light of the morning light, several people sit cross legged, refining and refining the nirvana pill they swallowed.

Lin Yun retreated to one side, his eyes flashed with exhaustion, and he was very tired.

He spent a lot of money last night, but it was worth it. Never forget, there must be echoes, he knows that this night, these people have grown up.

Even if one day, he left the Fuyun sword clan, it would never fall.

For a long time.

When several people open their eyes, their eyes are shining with light, there is a sharp and restrained.

Lin Yun raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and said in a soft voice, "go, this war sweeps the xuanwang palace!"

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