Sovereign of the Era

"Innate sword meaning!"

"Is it really the innate meaning of sword?"

"I don't know, but it's really terrible. I haven't seen it in my life."

"I have never seen it in my life But if you are born with the sword idea, it would be too exaggerated. Not only in the great Qin Empire, but even in the South China ancient region, there are no examples of achieving innate sword meaning without entering the purple mansion. "

Emperor Qin Yu's words, let Longmen square, into a shock.

This sword cuts the king's battle platform in two.

The terrible sword meaning is still lingering. The young people on the stage are dancing with their long hair and hunting in the wind. A sword, turned into a strong wind, washed in the king's battle platform.

Compared with him, Qin Yu, the first prince, was completely covered up.

"The world is like chess, which is really touching."

"Is Lin Yun going to win the final battle?"

This kind of scene, like a dream, can be called a miracle, really appeared in front of everyone.

A young man who is not favored by everyone has been killed from the road to hell. At present, it seems that he will win the final battle.

Since the beginning of Longmen Dabi, what no one has ever done will be done by this young man.

At the moment, the people in Lingxiao sword pavilion are finally settled down.

In particular, Xinyan, her cold and charming face, again glowing with dazzling brilliance, a moment of beauty thrilling, people dare not look directly.

Her beauty is always in full bloom. Her amazing face is like a bright rose. This is a natural ingratitude, but a trace of cold invasion, people can only look far away, can not profane.

Elder Luofeng touched his beard and was really full of tears and excited.

Even if it's not innate sword intention, Qin Yu can't stop Lin Yun in this battle.

The people under the stage were shocked, but in terms of shock, they were far from comparable to Mr. Feiyu on the stage.

Feeling the amazing and incomparable sword power on the other side, his face was stiff and incomparable, and he said in a cold voice: "congenital sword meaning, how can you understand the innate sword meaning?"

"Do you have the innate meaning of sword? Wrong guess. The sword just now is not the innate meaning of sword, this is the innate meaning of sword! "

As the voice dropped, Lin Yun's eyes and eyes bloomed with a bit of brilliance, which was just like a star. The majestic sword meaning before was completely transformed and just like a new life.

The meaning of the sword is clear and clear. It is far away from the world. It is ethereal and flexible. It does not stain the dust. The sound of the sword is like a fairy.

Boom!

The majestic sword meaning born in his body, in the blink of an eye, he flew into the sky. The sword in the hands of the four sides in Longmen square could no longer be controlled, humming and shaking.

"Damn it, I can't control it!"

"The sword is too strong..."

Several times before, he could barely control his own sabre, but now when the real and complete innate sword intention was activated by Lin Yun, many swordsmen on the scene could no longer control the sabre in their hands.

Dawdle!

A long sword with a handle, blooming light, broke through the sky.

"I'll give it back to you for brother xinjue!"

Lin Yun's eyes are cold and sharp, and he bursts out cold killing intention. If big brother xinjue is still there.

If big brother xinjue is still there, it will also fall on the other side's head.

Heaven reincarnates, good and evil will be rewarded in the end.

Bang!

An indescribable sword is blooming from Lin Yun's hand. The sword is like the sun in the sun, as fast as thunder, trying to cut the sky and destroy the earth.

"Damn it, I'll never lose, never!"

Qin Yu's eyes erupted with a look of madness. He bit the tip of his tongue and roared, pushing xuanyang Jue to the limit. Under the skin on the face, there are faint flame lines emerging, which is very strange.

The horrible xuanyang Zhenyuan stirred up again in his body, and his body burst out a more terrible breath than before.

Even if Lin Yun has mastered the innate meaning of sword, he will fight for the top position at all costs without retreat.

When he raised his hand, there was another palm light condensed by fire, which collided heavily with the sword.

Bang!

In a flash, the huge King's battle platform could no longer sustain itself, disintegrated and collapsed completely.

It was like a high mountain, which collapsed in front of everyone.

Boom!

The king's battle platform, which had been suspended for hundreds of feet, was completely in ruins and turned into countless waste rocks and pits, which were piled up on the ground.

Click!

In the center of the storm, someone saw a figure piercing his palm, and then Qin Yu's body suddenly retreated.

In mid air, there was a splash of fresh blood.

It's Qin Yu!

Even though he had pushed xuanyang Jue to the limit, he could not resist it.

His chest, was stabbed by a sword, the wound is terrible, there is still blood dripping down."Lost."

Looking at such a scene, many people sighed in their hearts that the top spot, if there is no accident, must be Lin Yun's.

The gap is too obvious.

However, to witness the birth of the miracle, people still feel a little excited. It's a great honor to witness the great scene that has not been seen for many years.

"Waste."

Suddenly, a cold hum, from the mouth of Lin Yun quietly vomited out.

As if the ground thunder, burst in the hearts of people, Lin Yun actually said that the big prince is a waste?

Qin Yu, the eldest prince, is no one.

No matter the status or strength, they are the top of the Qin Empire, and they are superior to each other. He has always humiliated others, there is nothing he can not get, no one who dares to offend him.

But now, Lin Yun unexpectedly in the final battle of Longmen Dabi, openly addressing each other's waste.

What a shame?

They didn't give each other a face at all. They were shocked.

Qin Yu, who had already been injured, was suddenly livid, some unbelievable, as if he had heard something wrong.

"What do you say?"

Qin Yu was furious in his eyes and roared.

"Don't you say that I'm just a JianNu and deserve to compete with you for the top? At present, you can't even compare with me, a mere sword slave. What's not a waste? "

Lin Yun looks indifferent, and shouts in a deep voice. He buries flowers in his hands and trembles.

If ordinary people say that the great prince is useless, no one will believe it or even be ridiculed.

But at present, Lin Yun, who defeated the other party, seems to have a lot of weight.

Bang!

In the ruins, Lin Yun, holding a funeral flower, stepped out again.

In the seven Xuanbu exhibition, the figure is like a startling Hong, and in the blink of an eye, he comes to the other party.

Water moon sword, the tenth sword, sky shatters cloud!

At the moment when the sword was sacrificed, the terrible storm of sword edge condensed into a roaring tornado. Qin Yu suddenly felt extremely shocked, and the terrible pressure was approaching step by step, which made him feel hopeless that could not be overcome.

Damn, why is this

Qin Yu's heart is filled with endless unwillingness. Knowing that he may not be able to stop this sword, he still rushes to kill the past.

He continued to use xuanyang Zhenyuan, even the faint flame lines on his face, did not notice, crazy primary.

Bang bang bang!

A record of the terrible palm awn, like a strong wind on the blade of the storm, broke out a startling sound. The sound and prestige of the storm have all weakened, but every time the bombardment, the strength of the shock will make Qin Yu spit out blood.

"Terrible."

"Is the prince mad?"

After several bombardments, Qin Yu's face was as white as paper. The people who watch are terrified. In this case, if they don't admit defeat, they are looking for death.

After more than ten palms, the blade of the sword was smashed by Qin Yu.

"Kill!"

But he did not have time to smile. Lin Yun held the funeral flower and cheated him. The surging Zhenyuan was in a frenzy. The sword of burial flower was splitting out in a fury.

Back! Back! Back! Back!

Qin Yu's mouth is overflowing with blood. He can't match Lin Yun's sword power, so he can only retreat.

At the moment, the great prince, dishevelled and covered with blood, was in great distress.

Where there is a little prince style!

In that snowy scene that day, he flaunted Fang Qiu, threw down the elite of the Qing Xuan society, and married Xin Yan in public. The mighty guard of honor, stretching for ten miles in the wind and snow, is so beautiful.

Even if she was robbed of Xinyan by a teenager in public, she could also speak out from above. If she dares to participate in Longmen Dabi, I will take your life.

But for now, it's not too much to say it's a lost dog.

Bang!

Qin Yu was hit by a sword and broke out on the spot and fell into a pile of abandoned rocks.

Lin Yun took the sword back to the scabbard and flew over.

Boom!

Just in the past moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out in the gravel pit. There is a terrible breath, born from the pit, it is a chilling roar.

Wu hun!

It's the soul of martial arts. Qin Yu, the eldest prince, has sacrificed the spirit of martial arts.

No one thought that the prince would dare to sacrifice his martial spirit even when he knew he would be defeated.

Is it not afraid that after the damage of the soul, all living beings will not be able to enter the purple mansion?

But the next moment, people's faces changed greatly, but Qin Yu rose from the sky. Behind him, there was a flaming red flaming bird, flashing three dark lights.

The martial spirit of the third grade of Xuan level!

It is not only the Xuan level martial spirit, but also the one who has reached the Xuan level third grade. When the Luan bird spread its wings, the overwhelming power of fire forced Lin Yun's innate sword sense back temporarily.

"Little JianNu, I didn't expect it. My prince's martial spirit is Xuan level three grade flaming bird, which has the blood of ancient qingluan."

Qin Yu looked ferocious. It seemed that he was under great pressure when he offered sacrifice to this martial spirit. He said in a cold voice, "this soul, every time you sacrifice, you have to bear the pain of burning yourself with fire. You forced me to burn it to ashes!"Wheezing!

Voice down, Xuan level three grade Yan que Wu soul, spread wings hit, where it seems to burn everything.

"Not good!"

It's surprising that there is no such thing as Qin.

Beside the purple green throne, the old man in black, who had been standing behind the prince, sneered. He looked at Lin Yun, his eyes showed a light color of ridicule, villain success.

If Qin Yu really only has this talent, how can he be taken in by xuanyang hall.

He will also give xuanyang Jue an exception.

But the next moment, his face smile, on the spot on the solidification.

Boom!

The ancient evil soul candle dragon, which swallowed up a fierce soul, has now entered the metaphysical level. But just like this, not enough to surprise him, let him be surprised.

There is another fierce soul, behind Lin Yun, suddenly appears.

Poor and strange!

Candle dragon, poor and strange, two archaic evil spirits, appeared at the same time, broke out the fierce power.

The flaming sparrow, not close to it, was attacked by two evil spirits at the same time, torn on the spot.

"No!"

Qin Yu vomited blood and knelt down on the spot.

With the two fierce souls of the world, the ruins of the Longmen battle platform, the young stand proud. It seems to be declaring something.

Today's Daqin, who is the most outstanding?

Only Lin Yun!

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