Sovereign of the Era

Perhaps it is because Lin Yun has mastered the complete meaning of the sword and has been recognized by Jianlin.

The array, which contains great killing opportunities and sword meaning, quietly disappears. Here is like an ordinary bamboo forest.

However, if you want to go to the bamboo building in front of you, you should not be careless.

"Be careful."

"Haha, just wait for this sentence."

Li Wuyou is agile, hanging on the green bamboo with a height of 100 Zhang, and swings hard for several times. Like a spirit ape general, a few ups and downs, then light incomparable floating into the bamboo house courtyard.

Holding the blood dragon horse, looking at the four sides of the environment, Lin Yun slowly walked toward the courtyard.

The courtyard is empty, except for two simple stone platforms, there are only bamboo buildings built with water.

"This place is cold enough."

Li Wuyou strolled around, shook his body and sighed softly.

His eyes were shining and he was searching around.

Not to mention the natural materials and treasures. There are few weeds in this place, let alone any historical sites.

"Brother, I'll go and have a look in this room."

Li Wuyou's eyes turned and looked at Lin Yun, who was touching the stone platform. He asked in a low voice.

"Are you sure? No one is allowed to live in this place. Maybe the owner is not far away. "

"No way. It's so cold in this place. Who will stay here for a long time. At most, once in a while, I'll go in. Don't blame me for finding a baby

Li Wuyou is careless and runs directly into the bamboo building.

He only hoped that this place, once lived any senior person, left something casually, it was a big bargain.

Lin Yun takes back his sight and falls on the stone platform again.

On the surface of the stone platform, there are disordered textures. It is impossible to tell whether it was made naturally or by the blessing of later generations.

In this small courtyard, after a survey, Lin Yun came to the lake.

The cold lake is full of hazy water mist, only the tip of the iceberg can be seen, and in front of it, it is all covered in the mist.

"It's a bit like a maze on the edge. I'm afraid the cold lake can't go into it at will, but it can be confirmed that there is Yin evil spirit in this place!"

Lin Yun believes that there must be Yin Sha.

However, it is different from the Yin Sha at the bottom of the abyss in the Yinfeng ravine. The seal of the Yin Sha in this place is very complete.

There is no flaw, unlike the seal of Yinfengjian, which is too damaged.

As a result, Yinfengjian became a Jedi, turbulent and turbulent, and the Xuanwu realm fell into it.

After thinking about it, Lin Yun went back to the two stone platforms and observed it carefully for a moment.

A moment later, the subtle difference between the two stone platforms was keenly captured by him.

"This one is obviously often used, and its surface is much smoother..."

It seems that some people are here to practice Yin Sha.

The cold ice attribute of the martial arts, can be used to Yin Sha, something half work double effect.

The utilization efficiency is far less than that of swallowing the heaven.

That's the power of swallowing, directly swallowing the power of Yin evil spirit. How much do you want.

"I don't know which old ghost lives in this place. I'm really poor..."

Li Wuyou, full of joy, came out with a gloomy face and was greatly disappointed.

Lin Yun said with a faint smile: "this bamboo forest is a treasure land. Although the array is temporarily suspended, the sword meaning contained in the green bamboo is still there. If you practice swordsmanship here, you will surely improve rapidly. "

"It makes sense, but how can we get out?"

Li Wuyou looks at the misty water mist on the cold lake and frowns softly.

"No hurry."

Lin Yun is really not in a hurry. He has just mastered the complete meaning of the sword. He still needs to be well stabilized.

"Is this place inhabited

Li Wuyou asked a little guilty.

Lin Yun didn't answer him. He went straight to the bamboo grove without saying a word and began to practice.

Such a precious land, how can we waste time.

Since he came out of Qingyun Zong, he has not suffered such a big blow. He has been forced to go to heaven and earth and find no way out.

Even in public bullying, countless eyes under the attention, but also let him rush to the bottom of his heart hair cool indifference.

Whether for himself, for blood dragon horse, or for Li Wuyou, he couldn't swallow this tone!

Wang Ning, Huangfu Jingxuan, Feng Haoyu, Mo Qingyun, Han Mo Han Feng None of them can be let go.

Strength, he now urgently needs to enhance his own strength.

Dang!

The sword box behind his back was heavily placed on the ground. With a move of his hand, he held the burial sword in his hand.

Thunder sound sword technique, gale!

As soon as the wrist shakes, the dense shadow of the sword rises like a storm. With the blessing of complete sword intention, Lin Yun stabbed ninety-nine eighty-one swords between one breath.

When the sword shadow overlaps, the harsh thunder sound, concussion in all directions.

On Lin Yun's body, the strong wind rises, the smoke and dust billows, and the floating clouds are surging.Not enough!

In the eye essence awn twinkles, Lin Yun Long howls, one breath, stabs nine swords.

Dawdle!

He urged Ziyuan's sword formula to the extreme, and his whole body was like a huge dragon, stirring the earth and mountains.

Boom!

The hand buries the foil, quick lets the human dizzy, the vision completely cannot capture.

The nine thunderclaps resound at the same time and form a continuous one.

The ground rumbled and swayed, and the bamboo swayed and swayed left and right. The amplitude was amazing.

"My God..."

Li Wuyou in the courtyard is stunned. The complete sword idea is so terrible.

Let Lin Yun's sword skill, there is a kind of high mountain, completely unable to compete with the frustration.

The most terrifying thing is that the nine thunder sounds condense, and Li Wuyou's mind is buzzing and exploding. His whole body is agitated and his blood is boiling.

It doesn't look like a kind of sword move that can be used in the natural environment.

After shaking his head, Li Wuyou said: "before, others said that Bai Lixuan, with the state of congenital seven orifices, killed the disciples of Xuanwu realm to be obedient. I don't believe it... "

At present, we can see the sword skill of Lin Yun. If you don't believe it, you have to believe it.

Complete sword meaning, is so terrible!

Thunder sound sword technique, falling flower!

Lin Yun, who was like a river, suddenly stopped the strong wind.

When Li Wuyou felt that Lin Yun was going to have a rest.

His sword moved again.

Falling flowers for a moment, falling flowers only for a moment, to die and live. Lin Yun, who made his sword, was like a fallen flower. He was born to death, seeking only the beauty of this moment.

This time, not only the sword, but also Lin Yun, who was holding the sword, was almost invisible.

"Soon again."

Li Wuyou eyebrows a pick, keenly aware that with the deepening of the sword, Lin Yun's sword, the people holding the sword, are becoming faster and faster.

Thunder sound sword technique, flying snow!

Rise like clouds, fly like snow, clouds rise and snow fly.

Among the bamboo groves, the chill suddenly drops, and Lin Yun spreads out like a surging white cloud, constantly changing. Scattered sword light, like snowflakes flying sword.

The sword in his hand rolled away with the sword light flying like snow.

Both the smart snow, and the vast sea of clouds, in the fast, more than a trace of spirituality.

With a sword, the green bamboos in front of him bent down.

When Lin Yun received it a little, he was full of toughness, and the green bamboo, which contained the majestic sword meaning, bounced back fiercely.

Bang!

Hundreds of green bamboo, at the same time a swing, continuous sword, toward the forest cloud swept.

"Chasing the moon!"

Lin Yun smiles. The fourth move of thunder sound sword technique is displayed with his hands.

Fast to the peak, star chasing month by month!

With the blessing of the sword, Lin Yun's figure suddenly disappeared. As if the stars and the moon were all left behind by him until they appeared again.

It has broken the strong sword meaning of green bamboo and appeared a hundred feet away.

"It's so broken..."

Li Wuyou touches his chin and feels incredible. With the strength of Lin Yun, it is impossible for him to follow.

But with incredible speed, hard to rush past, cut a hole.

Holy sky!

The last form of the thunder sound sword technique is that the divine sound is like thunder, which breaks the clouds!

After a whole set of thunder shadow sword techniques are put into practice, the sword body of the buried flower sword keeps shaking. After the four moves of wind, flower, snow and moon, the sword body vibrates to an unprecedented level.

With a wave of his hand, Lin Yun looks like a crane spreading his wings and an antelope hanging its horn, which seems to be easy to write.

But when he waved it out, his trembling sword body broke out a huge sound which was completely comparable to the thunder. It's like a bomb, not in the sky, in his hands, out of thin air.

Boom!

The terrible thunder, precipitated with the meaning of the sword, exploded. Time resounded from all directions, one by one bamboo, inch by inch.

After Lin Yun collected his sword, there was no green bamboo standing in a kilometer circle, and all of them collapsed.

The sword meaning contained in green bamboo is stirring everywhere. On the ground, a trace of ancient rhyme and boundless lines flickered on the ground, devouring these terrible swords silently.

If not, the sword will be swept and the whole bamboo forest will be destroyed.

"The sound of God is like thunder, which breaks the sky. The thunder sound sword technique is finally complete."

Looking at the broken bamboo, Lin Yunchang breathed a sigh of relief.

He had already understood the true meaning of the final form. If there is no complete sword meaning, the sword body shaking to the extreme will be suppressed. The thunder like divine voice will not break the clouds, but his Lin yunben people.

Li Wuyou comes over in surprise and looks around, full of shock.

After half a day, he said with a bitter smile: "the complete sword idea is really terrible. If I don't get to the Xuanwu realm, I dare not even go up to you. ""Not enough."

After collecting the sword and returning to the scabbard, Lin Yun said calmly.

Not enough?

Li Wuyou scratched his head. Why is it not enough? It's obvious that he is already strong and some of them are terrible.

He did not know, Lin Yun at the moment in the heart, has the heart to kill Wang Ning.

There are Huangfu Jingxuan, Feng Haoyu, Han Mo and Han Feng. He doesn't want to let go of them.

"Someone's coming!"

"Where?"

Li Wuyou is startled fiercely. He looks up and sees the misty water mist. A fishing boat, carrying an old man, came ashore through the vast mist.

"Let's go. We have to figure out what's going on in this place."

Lin Yun stepped forward quickly and walked toward the old man's bamboo house courtyard.

Li Wuyou looks embarrassed. He grits his teeth and follows him.

The old man walked with his basket on his back. Take off the bamboo hat and hang it on the bamboo pole, revealing a weathered face.

Black and white hair, no trimming beard, forehead tied with an old scarf.

Seeing Lin Yun and Li Wuyou, they look old-fashioned and unchangeable. He glanced at Lin Yun lightly, looked at the imprint on his eyebrows, and said with a self mocking smile, "it's actually a sword slave who stepped into my sword burial forest."

After their voice dropped, they ignored them and went straight to the bamboo building.

It's over

Li Wu was worried, and he suddenly howled and didn't dare to see it.

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