Sovereign of the Era

All swordsmen love swordsmen, and Lin Yun is no exception.

When the mysterious weapon was broken, his face suddenly became ugly and his heart was bleeding.

Xuanqi.

Even if it is the inferior Xuanqi, it is also valuable.

In Tianshui, it can't even be measured by spirit stone, because it can't be bought at all.

Xuanqi is made by Xuanshi. There is no Xuanshi in Tianshui.

It was built by a large amount of money hired outside Xuanshi.

Three green steel swords were once broken in the weapon Pavilion of Zongwu hall.

But I didn't expect that xuanbing was in his hands and was broken.

In the past, it could be said that it was a coincidence, but xuanbing was also broken, so it was definitely not a coincidence.

"What's the problem Is it that I am the body of a broken sword

Lin Yun was puzzled and puzzled.

This did not happen when the original owner maintained the weapon.

After his soul came, he had such visions.

Is it related to the sword light that broke my chest when I was in Mount Tai?

In thinking of himself, the strange combination of fist and sword of tiger fist makes him feel strange.

Well, it's useless to think too much.

"It's just Why do you keep doing it? "

With a sound of shaking, Lin Yun pulled out the burial sword.

The body of the sword is like autumn water. The blade of the sword is blowing and hair is broken. The burial flower sword is a special one.

However, there is still some distance between the lethality and the inferior xuanbing, which needs to be raised by the fragrance of flowers.

Half of the duckweed died with the water, a night of cold rain buried famous flowers. Soul is Liu Mian blowing to break, you go and I stay, two autumn!

At random, I read a poem from the flower sword.

Wheezing!

Lin Yun dances with the sword. The perfect Liufeng sword technique is in his hands.

For a moment, the body was like water, flying up and down, the sword was burning, and the wind was blowing everywhere.

The huge sword power, from Lin Yun's body, is surging, arousing the general trend of heaven and earth.

The sharp sword light is incomparable.

Cold light in the cold, people shudder.

Lin Yun seems to be integrated into the sword light. With the sword light dancing, his body is like water, absorbing hundreds of rivers and converging into a vast river.

Every time the sword moves, it seems that the river is roaring, and the sound of the sword roars in the sky and the earth.

No trace of wind!

When the final killing moves are displayed, a wisp of sword light is shining, and Lin Yun's figure suddenly disappears.

Bang!

When the sword light explodes, he appears leisurely. There seems to be a full moon between heaven and earth, falling like snowflakes.

When Lin Yunxing arrived, he gave a smile.

He turned around and stabbed with a sword. His eyes only focused on the tip of the sword when everything was around him.

When it disappeared from his eyes, a rose blossomed abruptly on the tip of the sword.

Where do flowers start!

In the air, the rose petals exploded.

Lin Yun's face was slightly red and his blood was surging in his body.

But he didn't gasp. It was no longer as hard as the first time. This killing move can be released calmly.

Bang bang!

At the moment when he was in full swing and consumed a lot of internal strength in an instant.

The heart of the body, suddenly strong and powerful jump up.

Seven streams of warm current flow from the heart to the four limbs and hundreds of skeletons, which nourishes his body tenderly, and his cultivation grows at a speed visible to the naked eye.

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Lin Yun's face changed slightly and he was keenly aware of the vision.

At that time, he closed his eyes with his knees crossed, and he finally saw an incredible picture.

I saw a delicate pill, perfectly inlaid with the heart.

With the strong beat of the heart, the seven tips of exquisite medicine, such as warm and moist water. From the seven orifices of pills, it flows downstream and nourishes the whole body.

Lin Yun opened his eyes, his face slightly heavy.

"I see."

Finally, the secret that had troubled him for many days was finally solved.

No wonder these days, even if you don't practice, the realm is growing every day. It turns out that Su ziyao, in the zongmen martial arts arena, gave him a Linglong seven orifices pill in public!

"I owe you too much..."

The feeling of guilt in the heart surges up again and looks at the green silk around the little finger of the eye.

Lin Yun's hand holding the sword began to shake.

One day, one day We must find Su ziyao!

Whether it is to solve the mystery of broken sword, or to find Su ziyao in the future, we need strong strength as the base shield.

The next time, Lin Yun was immersed in endless meditation.

In the morning, when he watered the white residual flowers with lingjue, he condensed the congenital pure Yang skill which broke through the shackles.

In the afternoon, he studied the congenital remnant of Longhu boxing and practiced the combination of boxing and sword.In the evening, it is accompanied by stars.

Reading the rose, one can understand the beauty of the tiger.

He has a heart to the Tao, no distractions, immersed in this.

Like a fool, even if there is no result, still persevere.

When he was far away from the noise, Qingyun clan was full of revelry and excitement.

Hu Zifeng defeated Zhang Ye with one hand in the main hall of zongmen, which spread throughout the whole zongmen on that day.

Let's qingyunzong disciples are so proud that almost every day some people are talking about Hu Zifeng.

As long as he makes a little progress, he will make a stir in the family and endure heated discussion.

At the same time, Lin Yun did not have time to make a move that day, but was taken out by countless people to compare with Hu Zifeng.

"In the end, elder martial brother Hu has some responsibilities. He has arrived at the zongmen hall in the closing of the gate to promote our Qingyun sect!"

"This is the inside story and heroic spirit brought about by the accumulation of thick and thin hair, compared with the brilliance of some people. Oh, it's not worth mentioning. "

"Also, that Lin Yun stands in front of, the result does not dare to fart."

"This is the gap. It is domineering to dare to be cruel to others. What skill is it to dare to fight against one's own people?"

Zongmen up and down, about Lin Yun's criticism, a hair out of control.

Even though he has rarely moved around, there are still a lot of people who will point their way through their wooden houses.

However, Lin Yun never refuted anything, only immersed in his own martial arts world.

Gradually, other people talk about no meaning, also give him to forget.

Then a message came out of Hu Zifeng.

"Have you heard that elder martial brother Hu, as three core seeds, is ready to participate in four big competitions."

"Expected, with Hu Zifeng's strength, he did not become the core seed, that is an accident."

"Yes, it's impossible to understand the innate martial arts skills at such a young age."

"Senior brother Hu will be waiting for you to have a wonderful show

The days of the four dabibis are approaching day by day.

The atmosphere of intense expectation was gradually strong.

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no matter who they are, they are all four big matches.

The four Dabi events in Tianshui are once every three years.

Not only is the scale grand, will attract the entire Tianshui Kingdom warrior to come to watch, is related to the clan's core interest.

One family and three sects control the whole Tianshui country, which inevitably leads to fierce competition and conflicts of interests.

In order to solve the conflict, but not lead to a clan war, hurt their own root.

So there are these four big competitions, which are contested by the disciples to win or lose.

If the Qingyun sect fails to achieve good results, the interests of the whole clan will be damaged, and everyone in the clan will be affected.

It was dusk, approaching evening.

In front of me, I linger in the open space of the forest.

Where do flowers start? Where do I come from? What kind of sword is a sword, what flower is a flower

Now Lin Yun can already hear the four words of the man in Qingyi in the painting. One sentence is a killing move.

It's a pity.

Apart from where the flower started, all the other three swords had their own shapes and had not mastered the true meaning.

These days of hard thinking, has gradually some eyebrows, but always flash away, unable to grasp.

Shua Shua!

But at this time, there are subtle footsteps behind him, a little closer to him.

The strength of the visitors is not familiar, stepping on the grass, only issued a very weak sound.

"Who!"

Lin Yun turned around and burst out.

Boom!

At the moment of the fist, the tiger roars in the sky like a hundred beasts coming to court. The Yellow internal force of the innate pure Yang skill in the body is like a burning flame, rushing into the fist.

All of a sudden, his fist was powerful.

But when he saw the man, his face changed slightly and his heart moved.

The internal force of the burning fire in the body disappeared in an instant, and the fists did not burn after all.

Bang!

Rao is so, still in the future, people have to retreat three steps.

"Well, you Lin Yun, you hit me with your fist."

Zhang Han, who stepped back three steps, yelled discontentedly, then looked at Lin Yun suspiciously.

He was scared to death when the fist was just made.

When the sound came, the whole body seemed to be covered by the huge body of a tiger king, and even felt short of breath.

But I didn't expect that the real strength was just like this.

"Can you do it? How can the strength be a little bit of a setback? Now, all the people in the clan are telling you that you are not good at all. In fact, the details are not enough. "Zhang Han looked at Lin Yun, turned around and asked in doubt.

Lin Yun smiles and doesn't explain.

His pure Yang skill has broken through the shackles and transformed into congenital pure Yang skill.

In a moment, no matter how strong the inner strength is, it can be transformed into invisibility without any injury.

If he hadn't recovered his inner strength just now, Zhang Han would have been a dead man under the fierce tiger fist.

"Come on, what's the matter with you, little Lord?"

Zhang Han muttered: "five days later, there will be four big matches. The little patriarch has already made you a candidate. Would you like to contribute to zongmen. But I think you are a little bit nervous about your strength and the number of candidates. "

Almost dead, still talking here.

Lin Yun's heart wry smile, this piece of cold is also big enough.

"The little patriarch is good to me. I have no reason to refuse. Tell me what's the difference between a candidate and a core player? "

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