Sovereign of the Era

Green bamboo forest, you cold cold, all the way forward, killing machine dense.

But Lin Yun can't turn back, there is still a ray of life forward; looking back, there is no doubt that he will die.

Unless you master the complete meaning of the sword, you can't crack the pattern here. Let's call it sword pattern for the time being.

Different from the lines in the Heart Sutra of time, each of the lines here contains a great opportunity to kill and infinite sword meaning.

It's not too much to call it sword pattern.

The most terrifying thing is that each sword pattern is superimposed layer by layer, following a certain kind of Dao rhyme, forming a vast sword array.

Bury the sword forest, bury the sword forest

Lin Yun also understood why this place was called the burial forest.

The sword is the place to bury bones.

There is a reason why Wang Ning did not dare to go forward, even if it was Huangfu Jingxuan.

Like Lin Yun, he mastered the meaning of the sword, but he didn't know the lines, so he was doomed to die.

Only those like Lin Yun who have mastered the half step sword spirit and have a slight tattoo can get a ray of life.

But step by step, the same is like walking on thin ice, dare not be presumptuous.

The infinite killing intention accumulated behind him has already made him dare not think about it, so he can only go ahead bravely.

Without saying a word, Lin Yun felt the surging sword meaning all over his body and kept refining his half step sword meaning.

Click! CLICK!

There are nine chains in the body, which appear to be shaking violently.

He can clearly feel that with the growth of his half step sword spirit, the nine ancient chains are becoming a little bit loose.

The half step sword meaning is constantly enhanced, but it is always a little different from the complete sword meaning.

It's so close that it seems that you can reach out and touch it.

After reaching out, it's a little closer, still close to it.

Lin Yun had to be brave enough to keep walking forward and continue to hone the huge sword meaning in the forest of buried swords.

Outside the forest of swordsmen, Li Wuyou, with a dignified look, is more nervous than Lin Yun.

Different from Lin Yun, he can clearly see how amazing the sword meaning and killing opportunities accumulated behind Lin Yun.

The majestic killing machine, actually evolved into a vast sea of blood, the sea of blood churning out a variety of visions.

As if the next moment, this boundless sea of blood, will be Lin wantun No.

On the sea of blood, thousands of long swords are surging. All of them are formed by the cohesion of sword ideas. If you touch them, you will die. There is no possibility of survival.

Gently swaying bamboo forest, issued the decadent sound, like sword chant, as if talking, and like someone singing.

Li Wuyou doesn't know how long Lin Yun can hold on to such a terrible pressure.

It's hard to say whether Lin Yun's sword will be buried or not.

"Almost. Why is it always close?"

As if walking on thin ice and following suit, Lin Yun frowned as if he had walked into a dead end.

It was a little short before, but it was only half a step away. If you take a step, you obviously feel that you have made progress, but you are still a quarter of a step away. If you keep going, you are one eighth of a step short, and one sixteenth of a step

The distance between him and the complete sword idea is infinitely narrowed, but it seems infinitely far away.

After his death and sword, his heart was in a mess and his confidence was shaken.

Click!

A little shake, then let the mood crack, infinite expansion.

He took another step out. As soon as he got down, Lin Yun knew that he was bad. The sword pattern at his feet suddenly exploded.

Wheezing!

The sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, and a row of sharp green bamboo, like a long spear, was surging towards him with the incomparable sword meaning.

It's finished. It's eaten back by the array

Lin Yun's heart is tight, this burial sword forest, he follows suit, can't move at all.

Behind him, there are endless swords. In front of him, there is a sharp arrow to kill. There is no place for him in the sky and the earth.

Terrible loneliness, a kind of fear of being rejected by heaven and earth, permeates the heart.

Jianlin is rejecting him!

Bury him in the sword forest!

Damn it What's the difference?

Lin Yun is at a loss. He feels that the strength of his half step sword is no less than that of a complete sword.

But it's just a little, just a little bit!

At the critical moment of life and death, Lin Yun closed his eyes, and the man in green in the rose painting appeared in his mind.

In retrospect, what is lacking in each detail of the sword waving of the man in Tsing Yi compared with the other party?

The picture is changing, and the figure of Ziyuan sword Saint appears in his mind. The other side uses the body of residual soul to suppress the monstrous sea of demons.

Both of them are swordsmen who let him look up to, and both of them have

Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes. He found the common ground between Ziyuan swordsman and Qingyi people. He finally knew what was wrong with him.

A read, Lin Yun suddenly turned around.

All over his body, he suddenly rose up, facing directly, regardless of the endless sword intention.Even if you have the power of breaking mountains and breaking the sea, you can break the stars and the sun and the moon, but if you don't have the heart of a sword, you are no swordsman.

The sword should be sharp!

That's what I need. Since I was born for the sword, why should I, Lin Yun, be afraid to die for the sword!

Heart, more and more transparent, Lin Yun's sword, like the essence, crystal clear general.

He showed a little confused eyes, in this moment, full of sharpness, fearless.

Can't go back? I turn back!

Swordsman's heart, go ahead, give up who!

My heart is pounding. I'm jumping. Lin Yun looks cold, Qi and blood boiling all over the body, a sharp edge, but pull up. Looking at the vast sea of blood, endless opportunities to kill, publicize all over the sword, Lin Yun step, step out.

In an instant, Lin Yun was engulfed by the sea of blood and buried by the endless sword.

"No!"

Seeing this scene, Li Wuyou couldn't help but roar out of his voice and scolded angrily, "what kind of son of a bitch built a forest of swordsmen? I abandoned you!"

Whoa!

On him, the stars burst out all over the sky, and his eyes were filled with endless anger.

Click! CLICK!

He rushed into the forest of buried swords, drew out his sword and slashed wildly.

But the green bamboo, seems to be born and die, endless, endless.

Boom!

When the sea of blood and the majestic sword will completely engulf Lin Yun. His body, suddenly bloomed out, glass shining, crystal clear brilliance. Like a beautiful jade, spotless, rain and dew.

Then, pure and concise sword meaning, with endless edge from his body crazy explosion.

Jingling!

The meaning of sword makes the whole bamboo forest shake. Green bamboo collision, blooming wind chime like crisp sound, a string, continuous, read endless.

The sea of blood, majestic sword meaning, in this swaying sound of wind chimes, scattered with the wind, and then died with the wind.

Click!

A chain sealed with the soul of broken sword stopped abruptly and all of them were broken.

A roar from ancient times came from the body. It seemed that there was a pair of eyes, looking at him from afar, without anger and awe.

"This Is it my soul? "

Lin Yun opened his eyes and looked around him. The wind was calm. He had no chance to kill or sword all over the sky.

Only the melodious sound of wind chimes, like lights, swaying, listening to intoxicating people. It seems that the place of test is the place of burial.

Before that, I could not understand the true meaning of the sword. My confidence was shaken, and I could not be recognized immediately. I was doomed to die. When he realized the complete meaning of the sword and knew himself, the only difference was that he was a little sharp, which was a sea of blood and could not hurt him at all.

Thank you very much

Lin Yun sat cross legged with his hands together. He looked very respectful and bowed down to salute solemnly.

When he got up, Lin Yun reached out and felt in the air. All the sword lines had disappeared. In addition to the cold and cold, this place is now an ordinary bamboo forest.

"Kill you, chop you down!"

There was a sound of kicking and hushing in his ear. Lin Yun looked back and saw that Li Wuyou was as tired as a dog.

Holding the sword in both hands and facing the air, he waved wildly. His face was full of anger and his mouth was full of words.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Yun frowned slightly and approached carefully.

"Brother, I will avenge you. There are so many bamboos. You can wait until I finish cutting. Don't let me know which bastard planted it. I have to kill him! "

Li Wuyou answers casually, still full of murderous air, facing the air, cutting bamboo.

The middle finger of Lin Yun's right hand is bent, and his thumb is heavily pressed on his fingernails. He is not playing a magic sword, but a virtual one.

Bang!

When one finger pops up, there is a complete sword idea lingering around, bursting out a clear and transparent sword chant.

When the wind blows, the whole bamboo forest swings with it. The sound of the wind chimes is playing two overlapping songs.

Li Wuyou only felt a buzz in his mind and suddenly woke up.

"What am I doing?"

When he woke up, he sighed, "my wrist is so sour..."

Can not acid, facing the air, full swing thousands of swords, not acid is strange.

"I'd love to know what you're doing."

Lin Yun smiles and looks at Li Wuyou in a soft voice.

"Brother, are you not dead?"

Li Wuyou suddenly like a dream, looking at Lin Yun surprise way: "ha ha, brother, I saved you! The moment you were engulfed by the sea of blood, I killed you and killed all the green bamboos. I didn't expect that it would be wrong. I really saved my brother. "

Lin Yun rolled a white eye, pointed to the four directions: "look at yourself, don't want to talk to you."

"What's going on..."

Li Wuyou discovered that there was no broken bamboo on the ground. Were they all illusions?

There is no green bamboo that he cut off in such a huge forest of swords, not to mention one, not to mention half.Blood dragon horse strides a step, hit a snort, quite disdainful look at Li Wuyou, walked toward Lin Yun in the past.

Li Wuyou covered his face with both hands and wanted to cry without tears. His fame was destroyed. What kind of shame did he do? Even blood dragon and horse despised him

Sand!

Stepping on the bamboo leaves on the ground, Lin Yun led the blood dragon horse and walked towards the deep.

There are many secrets about this place.

After half a column of incense, Lin Yun sees a bamboo building full of ancient meaning.

The bamboo building is built with water. On one side of the cold pool, it is covered with misty water mist, and the cold person shivers slightly.

"The Yin and cold Qi of the sword forest comes from here."

If Lin YunRuo thinks about it, the cold air in this place is similar to the Yinfeng ravine he stayed in. It's not as fierce as Yinfengjian, but it's cold and cold, and it's more powerful.

"What a frightful place it is."

Li Wuyou's voice rings in the back, and Lin Yun looks back.

Seeing Lin Yun's caring eyes for the mentally handicapped, Li Wuyou felt embarrassed and said with a smile, "brother, go in and have a look."

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