Sovereign of the Era

In the morning of the next day, before daybreak, there were countless figures flying towards the vast meeting place on the top of the mountain.

Before long, the overwhelming figure filled the audience. Coming a little later, I could only land at random in the distance. At a glance, I could see that the head was full of shaking.

In the seat of Zilu academy, a purple figure sits cross legged and meditates with closed eyes. I don't know how long it has been.

It's Cao Zhen!

Time, many eyes focused on this person's body, eyes slightly surprised. Cao Zhen came early enough, but no matter how the four sides whispered, Cao Zhen, with his eyes closed, looked calm and motionless.

"Is this Cao Zhen?"

Today, many new martial artists are surprised to see Cao Zhen's appearance. Cao Zhen is quite thin, as thin as a knife, which makes people feel very cold.

Even if you don't know that he is Cao Zhen, if you see him for the first time, you will feel that this person is not easy to provoke.

But in fact, people who are slightly familiar with Cao Zhen know that he is definitely more terrifying than his appearance. Many of the disciples and elders of Zilu academy looked at Cao Zhen with a hot look and were particularly confident of his strength.

Today, they came to take away the half of the divine pattern. To fulfill the promise left by Zilu academy 20 years ago.

As long as there is Cao Zhen, there is nothing to worry about.

"Bury the flower boy!"

At this time, someone suddenly gave a light cry. After a long time of looking at the past, they saw the shadows flying in the air. It is precisely that among the people of Tianfu academy, Lin Yun's sword box on his back is very eye-catching.

It's easy to spot at a glance.

All of a sudden, all fell in one direction.

Lin Yun, the son of Huagong, where he landed!

In the first place, he was not shocked by the battle of heaven and earth. It has proved its own strength and the vision of Tianfu Academy.

There is no courage to underestimate the strength it shows.

If you think about how miserable the death of Luo Shen, Chen Yu and Cao Xiu was yesterday, you will know how terrible this man's means are.

Whether he wants to or not, his existence has reached the point that people can't help but pay attention to.

Lin Yun fell down slowly. With a glance, he fell on Cao Zhen, who sat cross legged in the distance. He was slightly surprised and said in a low voice, "Your Excellency, it's really early."

"I said, this war will wait for you."

Cao Zhen's calm face suddenly opened his eyes.

At the moment when his eyes opened, his eyes burst out with fierce vision, as if it was a sharp sword.

Under everyone's gaze, the two figures soared again and fell towards the center of the venue.

One of them is like a sharp sword, breaking through the sky. The sword is intended to clang, as if the clouds all over the mountains and fields tremble for it.

On the other hand, it is as cold as a knife, which seems to come from the hell's cold killing intention. In addition to the cold, it also contains a sinister evil spirit, to tear everything.

The five academies fight for the final battle.

After the rendering of yesterday's hell war, the fight between the two has already attracted the attention of the public and people are looking forward to it.

When the two people completely landed, they looked up at each other at the same time, their faces were cold, and their terrible momentum collided with each other.

This guy is really hard to deal with.

Lin Yun said in his heart, this is not the first time he sighed, but every time I see this person, it is still like a mountain of pressure.

"Compared with Cao Xiu and others, you can be regarded as my opponent. But I still have to persuade you. For you, this is not the time to challenge me. Maybe you will die miserably if you are not careful

Cao Zhen stares at Lin Yun. At the moment of his voice falling down, everyone can feel an extremely cold evil spirit and rush out of his body.

This thin figure of him, at the moment, more like a ghost in general, that thin face, filled with palpitating cold.

You will die miserably!

The voice full of killing intention, which made the whole body tremble, spread out in Cao Zhen's mouth, and everyone could feel that the atmosphere between the fields began to solidify.

So fast, is it a start?

At the top of the huge mountain, all the people in Zilu academy and Tianfu academy became very nervous.

Anyone can easily see that neither Lin Yun nor Cao Zhen is easy to provoke. No one dares to say who wins or loses before he starts.

No matter how confident the people of Zilu academy are, they will still be frightened when they think of yesterday's sword.

"Everyone is afraid of death But there are always some things in the world, even if they know they will die, they will have to prove something. " Lin Yun dark eyes, flashing bright light, calm said.

Is he afraid of death?Afraid, and quite afraid!

But compared with death, he is more afraid of the mediocrity. As swordsmen, we embark on the road of this warrior. Since when the thorns, all the way forward.

Whether to promise Liu Yunyan's promise or his own martial arts training, the strongest battle he faced after leaving Daqin could not be avoided.

His heart, his sword, never wavered.

"To defeat you is what I, Lin Yun, want to prove today!"

Lin Yun's fighting spirit was getting hotter in his eyes. His voice dropped and he took a step forward. When he stepped out, his whole body was full of real yuan, his clothes were agitated, and his long hair was flying wantonly with the sword.

Cao Zhen raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said faintly, "then fight!"

Both of them were quite decisive. When their momentum reached the peak, their eyes flashed at the same time. At the next moment, their body shape Baoshan, in people's eyes, whether Lin Yun or that Cao Zhen, disappeared in the field of vision.

"Where are the people?"

"What a fast speed!"

"Have you started?"

All over the mountains and fields, suddenly exclaimed, no one thought that the two men started so fast that they disappeared before they could react. Many people's faces were quite confused.

But without any sign, the vast center of the venue suddenly burst out a startling noise.

A sharp and incomparable sword light and a cold light all over suddenly collide in the air.

Boom!

After a while, the storm changed color.

In the battle between the light of the sword and the light of the sword, the sound of the clang was deafening. Under such a match, it seemed that the whole mountain began to vibrate.

Many of the confused spectators, who had not yet responded, suddenly heard the roar, and their internal organs were tossed and their eardrums were buzzing.

When he woke up, his face changed greatly, and he looked at the source of the sound.

In the center of the vast conference hall, a long sword with silver light and a long sword as cold as snow were engaged in a fierce and terrifying confrontation.

In the middle of the air, the place of confrontation, the afterwaves are surging, squeezing out a series of ripples like water waves in the void, and swinging out madly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The aftershock of terror contains the momentum sweeping across all directions. In the meeting hall after the wind and frost, the dust billows and the sand flies.

The strong wind in all directions made many people unable to open their eyes, and their cheeks trembled in the aftershock.

Many people have even been unable to stand firm.

You know, the spectator seat is thousands of meters away from the venue.

It can be seen how terrifying the aftershock of the confrontation between the sword and the light.

At the point of confrontation, Lin Yun looks cold and cold, his eyes twinkle, and his innate sword intention keeps rising. Waves of domineering sword power surge out on him.

Suddenly, his boundless sword power turned into a lake, a lake reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, the mountains converging and the wave light entering the mirror.

Misty water!

The burial sword trembled gently in Lin Yun's hand. In the blink of an eye, the sword light was thick and dense, like a mirror like Lake, like countless stones falling. Under the light of chongtian sword, there are boundless ripples, which evolves into vast water mist.

Under this ingenious change, the sword power of those swords was magnificent and magnificent, but it was like fog.

This sword, misty and misty.

This sword is magnificent and powerful, and has no match for hegemony.

Boom!

Each sword is as powerful as water mist, and it is as thick and concise as the sunrise sun. In this fierce fight, Lin Yun perfectly integrates the Ba Jian and Shuiyue sword techniques, and splits them with the purple kite sword formula in one breath, which is a lot of terrible swords.

"Interesting."

Cao Zhen frowned slightly. It has to be said that Lin Yun's swordsmanship has given him some headache. Compared with the fierce and domineering style of yesterday, there are many changes in Lin Yun's funeral foil today, which makes him a little unprepared.

"Jue Yun Dao, it rolls up the remnant cloud!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The continuous sound of collision sounds, containing surging real yuan's knife awn, each knife waved out to roll up a strong wind, stirring the animation sky clouds. In the dozens of bombardment, Cao Zhen's whole body was filled with hurricanes and residual clouds all over the sky, reaching the extent of overwhelming.

But all of a sudden, the sword in Lin Yun's hand burst out a sharp and incomparable killing intention.

The light of the funeral foil flashed, and it was another sword. It was slashed out.

Sky broken clouds!

Water moon sword, the tenth sword!

Cao Zhen's face changed slightly, and he dodged. The terrible sword suddenly fell on the ancient meeting hall, and immediately cut out a long gully.

That sword awn, castration is not only, gully in the dust, hard to pull out thousands of meters.

Boom!

When the sword stopped, the ground suddenly shook, and a huge pit of hundreds of meters burst out, and the whole mountain top trembled.Even if it's just a spirit level sword technique, he and Lin Yun still show a terrifying power when he reaches the realm of cultivation.

Especially for the tenth sword, if Cao Zhen slowed down a little bit just now, I'm afraid it would be quite hard.

People look at Lin Yun, and there is something strange in their eyes. Lin Yun's swordsmanship is really terrible.

Seeing this scene, Cao Zhen's pupils shrunk fiercely, and said faintly: "you have so many means. It's really surprising that you can force me into such a situation before the thunder running sword was sacrificed yesterday. But It's time for you to show some real strength

The voice falls, see Cao Zhen up and down suddenly between the momentum crazy soaring, the real yuan in the body is like a vast ocean, boiling up.

In the twinkling of an eye, its voice reached a frightening level. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and a great chill enveloped the whole venue in an instant.

Yangxuanjing is a great success!

All the people suddenly felt inexplicably jump, Yang xuanjing Dacheng, this Cao Zhen under the age of 20, actually reached the yangxuan realm Dacheng.

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