Sovereign of the Era

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Tianxuan's sword sage is so powerful that his true face is revealed.

Lin Yun took a deep breath and said, "master I'm joking. "

"Yao Guang's pulse is not as good as this. Dare not recognize it?" Tianxuan Jiansheng sneers.

Master, what have you done?

Lin Yun heart wry smile, chat up a way: "uncle, I don't know what you say?"

"Still playing dumb?"

Tian Xuan said coldly, "is that what sword nameless taught you? If you don't admit it, Ben Sheng will kill you now! "

Boom!

With the powerful murderous spirit falling, the turtle seal in Lin Yun's body was immediately greatly impacted, and there was a tendency to collapse at any time.

"Then my uncle will kill me."

Lin Yun said in a deep voice.

Buzz!

Without warning, a holy sword broke through the air and landed on Lin Yun's eyes in a flash.

Lin Yun Canglong's heart had already felt it, but he didn't hide after all. He didn't even blink his eyes.

The sword's sharp point is cold, and it's only the slightest distance from his eyes.

Time seemed to be at a standstill. Shua, Tianxuan sword sage waved and the sword retreated.

Lin Yun was relieved: "thank you for your mercy."

"This saint is not merciful, just determined your identity."

Tianxuan sword Saint light way: "night lonely cold and night tilt day really relationship is not shallow, that day is also he for night tilt day for love, this Saint didn't kill him."

"But Ben Sheng saw him a year ago. He really had a secret when he sneaked into Shengxian pool."

Lin Yun's face changes. Tianxuan Jiansheng knows this.

"One's talent can be accumulated, one's accomplishments can soar out of thin air, one's swordsmanship can soar by leaps and bounds, but one thing is hard to change. Do you know what it is?"

"I don't know."

"It's the desire for life. He's a man who lives. He has a lot of worries in his heart. No matter how humiliating he is, he will live with the world."

Tianxuan sword Saint said: "you are not, Yao Guang will not have this kind of person. When you wrote yesterday, Ben Sheng guessed your identity. Qinghe didn't dare to see him. You didn't hide the sword just now. Ben Sheng was determined in his heart. "

Lin Yun's eyes changed and he did not comment.

"If you want to pretend, you can continue to pretend. Bensheng doesn't want to tear you down, just as Bensheng didn't want to tear down the nameless sword." There is a cold edge hidden in Tianxuan's cold look, which is the strength and pride of sword cultivation.

"From now on, you will be here to repair the sword." Tianxuan, the sword sage, pondered.

"How long does it last?"

"Learn the thirteenth sword first."

Tianxuan's sword saint was bathed in the holy light again, and became unfathomable, as distant as a cloud, but high above.

She took out the inkstone and then bowed her head to write.

With the formation of pen and ink, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke.

Shua Shua!

Six ink figures fly out of the paper, holding the holy sword and killing Lin Yun.

is as like as two peas, but the emperor is more ruthless.

The six ink figures are all fierce and fierce, and they are all firefly swords.

Without exception, the sword will reach the realm of Xinghe and the cultivation will be in the realm of nirvana.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun suddenly had no other idea, but he was surrounded by the shadow after landing.

At first, he didn't care much, but soon he began to complain to himself.

Wheezing!

But a moment later, there was a sword wound left on the body, blood flying, and the star sword fire burning on the wound.

Even if it is double dragon holy body, Lin Yun's pain is also bared his teeth, this taste is really not very good.

Tianxuan Jiansheng doesn't pay attention to it and continues to write. The shadow sword moves of the ink and wash people change again. It's still the firefly sword, the second sword, the third sword and the fourth sword.

Even if the heart of the Dragon Sword warns, Lin Yun is still tired of coping with the situation, and his injuries are increasing.

On the square in front of Wuchen palace, the light of sword is vertical and horizontal, and the figure is graceful.

Lin Yun will day-to-day magic formula, urged to the limit, between the inch move, almost one into six.

But still at a loss, finally in the seventh sword, the hands of the burial quilt directly fly out.

Rub rub rub!

Six ink figures sealed him up with a sword from all directions, unable to move in an instant.

"Is this the level of Yao Guang's disciples?"

Tian Xuan's sword master stopped writing, with a slightly sarcastic way.

Lin Yun's eyes were not satisfied. He intended to sacrifice the heart of the dragon sword and spread the golden wings.

Can raise the head of the moment, just with each other's eyes hit together, each other look rather playful.

It seems that besides, you don't like to pretend. When you pretend, you wait for Lin Yun to reveal his identity.I'll do it!

Lin Yun's temper also came up. He stretched out his hand to play the holy sword in front of him, and then carried two swords hard. Finally, the funeral flower flew in and blocked the remaining four swords.

"Is Tianxuan just like that?"

Lin Yun raised a smile from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.

However, he couldn't laugh any more. Tianxuan Jiansheng didn't talk nonsense with him and kept writing.

Then write, then dance the sword.

When the twelve swords were finished, Lin Yun was wounded all over, bleeding and kneeling on one knee with his sword.

"And a sword?"

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly and pondered that there were still ten thousand swords left in Firefly thirteen swords.

"Take a break and go on."

Tianxuan Jiansheng doesn't answer. He just gives him a rest.

Then cycle again!

When the sun sets, the firefly sword technique circulates nearly a hundred times, and each time there are no thirteen swords and ten thousand swords.

Lin Yun is a little suspicious. Tianxuan's sword master is not here to teach him sword skills, but to take revenge.

If you are willing to teach him, you should teach him to unify all swords. Lin Yun has already learned the first twelve swords.

"Continue tomorrow."

Tianxuan's Swordsman rose up in the sky and didn't stay for a moment.

Lin Yun took a deep breath. After all, he didn't question anything. He crossed his knees and closed his eyes to heal.

He's not such an easy loser.

……

The next day.

There are three or five groups of sword menders going to the Yuyang hall. Today, it's Tianxuan's day to study the people. No one dares to delay.

In two days, each of the three words left by Tian Xuan's sword master has gained a lot.

Wang ziyue came to Chen Zhong and said in a low voice, "did you see the night leaning towards the sky?"

"No

Chen Zhong shook his head.

Night tilt day is very eye-catching, if it does appear, it is impossible not to notice.

"Strange, where is this guy?" Wang ziyue was puzzled.

Today, he was going to invite Lin Yun to go with him, but he came to the Taoist temple and didn't see the latter.

"Don't worry, that guy is sure to come." Chen Zhong doesn't like the way.

Wang ziyue looked at Sifang Jianxiu and muttered, "I don't know why my uncle suddenly paid attention to the named sword assembly. I've never cared about it for so many times in the past."

Chen Zhong said with a smile: "in the past, the ranking of heaven's way was extremely poor. After all, it was not based on the sword. Maybe my uncle could not see it."

"Maybe."

Wang ziyue answered casually, and his eyes swept around again. He still didn't see Lin Yun.

Gradually, other people also found that Lin Yun did not arrive.

"What about people?"

Early arrival, choked a stomach gas of night family public, the facial expression is also startled uncertain.

Finally, after Tianxuan's arrival, there is still no Lin Yun.

Everyone was puzzled. Two hours later, Xuan Jiansheng left, and everyone in the Taoist temple couldn't help it.

"Why didn't yeqingtian come?"

"Isn't this guy afraid? I must have been afraid that brother Qinghong would make trouble for him when I slipped so fast yesterday... "

"Nine times out of ten, I think, I've been driven away by my uncle!"

"After all, he is disrespectful to him in public. If he doesn't say it on the surface, he must have disliked him for a long time."

"After all, it's just a thief."

As a result, the news that yeqingtian was swept away by Tianxuan's sword Saint spread like this.

These people didn't know that Tianxuan Jiansheng, who was shaking away, took a few breaths and landed in the square in front of Wuchen palace.

On the square, Lin Yun's figure is divided into six parts. Everyone uses the same sword technique. Without exception, they are all firefly swords.

No!

Tianxuan's sword master's eyes are slightly coagulated, and he immediately finds some clues. It turns out that the six shadows cast different sword techniques.

Although they are all firefly swords, or even the same sword, the order of each sword is different, and the artistic conception of each sword is slightly different.

In the confusion, the space overlapped when the sword was used.

The power of swordsmanship soars out of thin air, the clouds change color, the space is scattered, and it's frightening to see.

Tian Xuan's sword master was absorbed in the sight for a moment, and he saw Yao Guang's shadow.

The time and space are disordered. The man's sword eyebrows are Starry, his lips are red and his teeth are white. He looks back and says with a smile, "Ziyuan, how about my sword technique? It's only between the players who break your sword moves yesterday."

"You Practicing sword all night? You don't want to lose to me? "

"No, it doesn't take a night to break your sword move."

"Your hair is frosted..."

"It's Jian Shuang, not frozen. Come on, let's try again. I'm not a loser."

Shua!

Lin Yun took the sword back to the scabbard and found that Tianxuan's sword master didn't know when he was coming. He said with a smile, "uncle, how about my sword technique."Tian Xuan's sword master woke up with a start. His face changed, and his voice was much softer: "you've been practicing all night?"

"Naturally, I'm not a loser." Lin Yun said in a loud voice, and his eyes were sharp.

After that, Tianxuan Jiansheng burst into a rage and sneered: "Yao Guang has not changed at all. Can't you afford to lose? Why not lose once! "

Shua Shua!

Tian Xuan's sword master writes and paints again, and the ink figure kills again with his sword, but this time it's not six figures.

It's the whole 18 shadows!

Compared with yesterday, the difficulty has increased three times. Lin Yun, who is full of confidence, will be taught to be a man directly.

The next time, day after day.

Lin Yun said that he was practicing sword, but in fact he was being beaten. Whenever Lin Yun felt that he could cope with it.

Tianxuan sword Saint immediately increases the difficulty and doesn't give him any chance to win.

In just seven days, the number of ink and wash figures fighting with Lin Yun has increased from six to 72.

Invisibly, Lin Yun can feel that his firefly sword is improving every day.

Even the day-to-day magic formula has skyrocketed a lot. Every time we break through the limit, our strength is advancing by leaps and bounds.

But this kind of inhuman teaching method brings not only physical fatigue, but also spiritual frustration.

Several times, Lin Yun couldn't hold on. He wanted to sacrifice the heart of the dragon sword, the wings of gold and black, the stars and the seal of the supreme dragon.

But in the end, he still bit his teeth and insisted on it.

It has to be said that the gains from such persistence are indeed huge.

In such a short time, all his firefly swords have reached the micro level.

Lin Yun has a lot of his own understanding of the firefly sword. He is in a trance to understand why he can't practice ten thousand swords into one.

The real essence of unifying ten thousand swords is not to change all the previous swordsmanship and then directly break out.

So as to achieve unprecedented improvement in the power of sword moves.

Its true meaning lies in the word "return to one". If you want to return to one, you have to return to zero first.

Forget all the previous twelve swords, one sword and one sword, and then go back to the first sword, firefly.

It's like a circle!

After a turn, it seems to be back to the origin, but in fact, when the circle is finished, the light of the firefly will be very different.

On the morning of the eighth day, Tian Xuan's sword master stood in the air, watching Lin Yun, who was practicing his sword below, not falling.

On the square in front of the hall.

Rub rub rub!

Lin Yun walked twelve steps in a row, each step left a shadow, each shadow each sword.

From a distance, it's like a firefly walking out of his short life.

From the light of fireflies to the snow of Tianshan Mountains, to the blood of silver, to the silver of the moon

Many shadows surround it, just forming a circle.

Step 13, Lin Yun steps back to the origin, many shadows overlap, all kinds of visions become fireflies again, until a sword pierces out.

Boom!

This sword seems to have a life. It can't be destroyed. The whole dust free hall trembles under this sword.

"Ten thousand swords are one, it's done."

Lin Yun was overjoyed. He thought it was worth the hard work.

Just now that sword stabbed, the void trembled, as if a door had been pushed open by him.

A sword out of ten thousand methods into the air, but the real door was suddenly opened, like a sudden light.

Sure enough, the firefly sword technique has another volume.

The whole thirteen fireflies sword is just a key to open the real door of fireflies sword.

He can't wait for Tianxuan Jiansheng to arrive. As soon as he looks up, he just sees each other.

"Shishuzu, ten thousand swords return to one, I will."

Lin Yunlian is busy.

"Only in seven days, Yao Guang really taught a stupid apprentice."

Tianxuan Jiansheng is shocked. It took Bai Shuying a whole month to figure it out, and he will be back in seven days.

It was a basin of cold water again. Lin Yun had been used to it for a long time. He said with a smile, "what can I do for you today, martial uncle?"

"Night tilts the sky, Ben Sheng asks you, these seven days, Ben Sheng wrote how many words?"

Tianxuan's Swordsman stood up in the air and didn't answer the question.

"This..."

Lin Yun frowned slightly, but he didn't notice.

"I can't even remember how many words I wrote. Although Jian Ming is as stupid as a pig, he won't be so distracted."

Tianxuan said coldly, "remember, I have written 36 words. It's too rotten to be carved. I will punish you for three days of self-examination!"

Shua!

Her hands were empty, and the paper she had written on unfolded like a picture.

Thirty six scrolls of paintings and thirty-six ancient Chinese characters are like cages of heaven and earth.Each scroll has released the majestic Shenghui, the handwriting contains the supreme rhyme, the ancient meaning is boundless, let a person appear extremely small.

"Shishuzu..."

Lin Yun's head is suddenly big. As soon as he looks up, Tianxuan's sword ignores Shengli and floats away.

[the plot of tiandaozong will be written for a while. Please be calm. There are many contents involved, including Yao Guang's past, the main line's bedding, the interaction between Lin Yun, Bai Shuying and Xin Yan. In addition, what Tianxuan Jiansheng did today also had her purpose. When she first appeared on the stage, I buried a small pit. 】

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