Sovereign of the Era

Nine days thunder, sword shining!

There is no words that can describe the shock in Lin Yun's heart at the moment. He is totally stunned.

Although he knew that the meaning of sword can be divided into nine grades, the innate meaning of sword is only one product, and the innate meaning is psychic. However, it's not clear what the meaning of sword is.

At the end of the field of vision, this one is hanging in the sky with thunder light. It has a powerful sword meaning. It is definitely not a psychic sword.

Because it's too strong, it gives Lin Yun the feeling that the sword is the king of this place. Anyone who sees it must be faithful to it. If there is disrespect, it will be destroyed.

Even if the owner of the sword has been dead for thousands of years, it still shows the elegant demeanor of that year silently.

Lin Yun's heart is full of blood. This is the swordsman!

Thousands of years ago, the strong man who fought with the Dragon fiercely and left a legend was a swordsman. His whole blood is excited, this is the glory of swordsmen, this is the pride of our swordsmen.

When can I be so strong?

Lin Yun clenched his right fist and held his breath in awe. His face was dignified and solemn, as if there was something bad that would desecrate the elder.

One day, my sword will hang in the sky for a hundred years, a thousand years and a thousand years!

After a long time, Lin Yun's heart just a little calmed down, he adapted to the glare of the sword light. His body flashed and swept forward. He wanted to see who the so-called young librarian was.

There was such a powerful force behind it. For 30 years, he buried a seed of Xihuangcao here.

It's hard to understand the meaning of the sword. Lin Yun can be so evil and fight across the realm. A large part of the reason is that his sword sense, the crown of the eight sides, can be ranked among the best in the whole Nanhua ancient region, belonging to the existence of fengmaolingjiao.

Think of this guy, without any reason, refining a carefully prepared sword emperor grass. The meaning of sword can reach the level of his own. Lin Yun is a little upset. He was born with the idea of sword, but he came to this step after suffering.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

His body is nimble, breath is restrained, shuttles between the woods quietly.

After half a ring, I finally saw something.

The shaking sword is hanging on the top of a high mountain, hidden in the clouds. At the foot of the mountain, there are the elite of the iron and blood Jianmen. They are stationed here. At a glance, many experts are seen.

Lin Yun secretly said in his heart that no wonder he had not seen a master of iron and Blood Sword sect before.

It turned out that all of them had been here. Among the stars, a handsome young man in white sat cross legged with his eyes slightly closed. On its side, there is a middle-aged man in gray clothes. His breath is unfathomable. His eyes are glaring, which is far away from him, which makes people tremble.

The one with strong spirit!

His face is very big, and he is afraid that he will become a strong man. In addition to the middle-aged man in gray, there is also an old man in black, who has the cultivation of half step spirit and wears the clothes of iron and Blood Sword gate.

This is the leader of the iron and Blood Sword sect. What a battle!

A strange color flashed in his eyes. Lin Yun was shocked in his heart. The young man in white was afraid to be quite large.

It is said to be from Mujian City, which is a city with many sword halls. Like Tianling City, it is also one of the seven main cities in Leizhou. It's just more famous. Everyone practices swords there. There are sword houses everywhere. It can be regarded as a holy land for swordsmen.

Before Lin Yun came, he had heard about it.

The sword hall where the young man in white is located can rank at least in the top three of Mujian City, otherwise there is no need for the iron and Blood Sword gate to go out for him.

"It's time to go."

Lin Yun looks back.

Such a big battle, not to mention that there is no such a powerful man, he can not even provoke the bloody sword gate, this muddy water can not be involved.

Besides, he has business to do.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun opened his arms, his body flashed, and he fell from the top of the tree. At the moment of his foot landing, his heart was fierce. His eyes looked up and saw four figures in front of him.

When they saw the falling Lin Yun, they were also slightly surprised and were quite surprised.

Looking up, Lin Yun's face changed slightly. In addition to the middle-aged man in black who was injured by his fist, the other two are also Xiaocheng's accomplishments in Yin and Yang.

The most troublesome thing is that one of the four old men with white hair has achieved great accomplishment in Yin and Yang.

Before that, the danger to him came from the old man with white hair.

"Vice head, it's him. Before that, he took my yanlongguo!"

The middle-aged man in black woke up with a start, and said in a loud voice, his eyes flashed with a strong sense of killing, and his face was gloomy and incomparable. Lin Yun's fist before, but almost took him half of his life, pain to death.

Chest ribs, up to now are still faint pain very!

Please

In fact, the biggest trouble is not the group of people in front of them. Lin Yun is afraid to disturb the experts at the foot of luolongpo. Especially on that day, the strong man, once he makes a move, will be more or less ominous.In the sea of kushuo, he was able to see the terror of the strong man.

Just a burst of drink, it broke his perfect innate sword intention, and was totally unmatched.

"A cat and a dog dare to run wild in the territory of my iron and Blood Sword gate. I don't know whether to die or not."

The deputy head of the iron and blood Jianmen, named Tang Ying, is very hot tempered and has little nonsense. With a flash of his body, he raised his hand and printed it. Looking at his momentum, he clearly wanted Lin Yun to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Lin Yun is not surprised by the changes. Ziyuan's sword strength and Cang Long's nine changes are running at the same time. The thunder patterns on his body are fused with Zhenyuan, and they converge in the right fist.

Bang!

With a loud noise, Lin Yun's mouth overflowed with blood stains, and was violently shocked to fly out. He stepped back three steps to barely stand still.

How strong!

Lin Yun's eyes flash with fear. Is this the strength of the Yin and Yang realm?

After reaching the yin-yang state, Zhenyuan will undergo qualitative change, and Yin and Yang will be conserved and integrated into one. In the state of Xiaocheng, such a completely new qualitative change is not particularly obvious.

In the yangxuan environment, Lin Yun, relying on the purple kite sword formula and the nine changes of Canglong, has become a small battle in the yin-yang environment, and even crushed his opponent. It is quite against the weather.

However, when we reach the yin-yang realm, we can see the qualitative change of Zhenyuan. It is just like a stream turning into a river. The huge gap is totally different.

He suffered a big loss in the first fight.

"I have some skills. No wonder the incompetent elders in my family are vulnerable to a blow in front of you."

Tang Ying flashed in his eyes and said coldly, "give me the yanlongguo, and I will let you live. Otherwise, don't blame me for my ruthlessness. If you can take me one, you can't take me ten! "

Damn it!

Lin Yun's heart is extremely oppressed. The other party's high attitude is really deceiving.

He had the intention to sacrifice the purple flame thunder emperor whip, and had a good fight with this man. However, he had to give up the terrible battle in luolongpo.

Although Dacheng of yin and Yang is terrible, he can't be kept.

But once you are entangled by this person, you will die.

"Doggy, the Deputy headmaster asked you to hand over yanlongguo. Didn't you hear that?"

The middle-aged in black saw Lin Yun in such a mess. He was very happy in his heart and said fiercely.

Lin Yun thought, such as electricity, pondered: "yanlongguo has been eaten by my blood dragon horse."

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, a majestic killing intention fell on Lin Yun. The Tang Ying's wrinkled face showed an extremely cold smile. He said in a cold voice, "you are too young to play tricks with me. I don't think you want to die!"

Seeing him, he was about to approach again. Lin Yunlian said, "slow down! Although yanlongguo is gone, there is one thing that should enter your eyes. "

With that, he patted in the storage bag and took out the eggs of the demon dragon vulture.

Whoa!

The colorful, like a god stone, full of majestic spirit of the animal eggs, just taken out. Tang Ying's eyes then stare at the past, greedy color, all show no doubt.

Tang Ying had no expression and said coldly, "you come here and slowly put this thing on the ground."

Lin Yun stepped forward carefully, reached out his hand and held the egg. He slowly bent down and put it on the ground. No one found that this hard and incomparable guard egg, in the moment on the ground was forced to open a tiny invisible gap by Lin Yun.

But when Lin Yun put the eggs on the ground, Tang Ying broke out in a roar. In the agitation of Zhenyuan, his clothes were dancing.

A breath of terror rose from him, and he strode out, which was to trample Lin Yun's right hand on the ground.

Click!

The sound of bone fracture sounded, and the palm of his hand was clearly under his foot.

Lin Yuntong's face was pale, his cheeks trembled, and his clenched teeth made a creaking sound.

Ten years of heart to heart, at this moment to break.

We can imagine how painful this foot is.

"It's good. It's worth the dragon fruit. But you are the one who hurt me. Death can be avoided, but living crime cannot escape. "

Tang Ying's face is cold and cold. He raises his hand and kicks him in front of Lin Yun's chest.

Click! Click! Click!

There is a rib fracture sound, one side of the black middle-aged, cruel incomparable smile, heart straight way happy.

With one kick, Lin Yun's rib of Canglong Jiubian was kicked off. The cruelty of Tang Ying can be seen.

But it's not over!

Lin Yunren was in the middle of the sky. Before he fell, he saw several sword lights. Under the influence of the great reality yuan of yin and Yang, it is like an electric light, breaking through the sky.

Poop!

He immediately more than seven holes in his chest, the blood kept flowing out, and soon he dyed his shirt red.

Lin Yun was hit hard. His face was pale, and his breath was very weak.

Tang Ying collected his sword and returned to its scabbard. With one hand, he inhaled the first egg on the ground into his hand, and his face showed a satisfied look. Just then coldly looked at the eye Lin Yun, drank a way: "roll."Lin Yun staggered to get up, walked a few steps, and the body fell down powerless.

But with a breath, he just got up with one hand and went on walking towards the forest.

"Vice headmaster, it's too cheap for him to let him go like this." One side of the black middle-aged, eyes flashed, indignant said.

Tang Ying said faintly: "have you ever seen the leader of yangxuan realm who can't die after picking me up? This boy obviously has some background. If I kill him, I will surely attract the elder behind him. It's just a matter of increasing the trouble. It's enough to make him suffer a great deal for the time being, so as not to leave hidden danger for the little master of the library. "

"What's more..."

Tang Ying turned his head and looked at the animal eggs in his palm. His face was ecstatic and said, "this is a thing I have never seen before. If it can be refined, I may not be able to promote the Yin and Yang realm to perfection."

……

In the dense forest, Lin Yun walked all the way, along the way, blood was everywhere.

The Tang Ying was too vicious and insulted him with his great accomplishments in Yin and Yang. He crushed his palms, kicked his chest ribs, and left seven holes in his body with the great accomplishment of yin and Yang.

Every hole is the vital part of his body. If he is not strong, he will surely die.

but even so, at present, the blood is nearly half of the flow, and Lin Yun is extremely injured and numb. His face was haggard. After a while, he looked terrible and miserable.

Da! Da! Da!

When his consciousness was about to be blurred, the familiar horse's hooves sounded, and the blood dragon horse appeared in confusion.

Obviously, in the process of leading away the demon dragon vulture for Lin Yun, these two goods have suffered a lot.

But when he saw Lin Yun collapsed on the ground, his look suddenly changed, especially the seven holes in his chest. He was extremely anxious. After a while, the eyes will be hazy, filled with water mist, very sad.

It kept rubbing his head against Lin Yun's face, as if to make Lin Yun more comfortable.

"You play me again. I can't die. Don't cry, don't cry."

Lin Yun's haggard general face, forced out a wisp of smile, comfort it said.

But the blood dragon horse did not listen to what sounded and went back.

I don't know how long it passed. When Lin Yun was about to faint, the blood dragon horse ran back again. It has many more scars, especially on the forehead, a ferocious wound, looking terrible.

But the corner of his mouth contains a different fruit, grinning to show two rows of front teeth, look very happy.

Come to the near future, it's a bar, and chew all the branches and leaves of different fruits. When there are only exotic fruits left, put them in front of Lin Yun's chest and keep using them on top of their heads. It seems to be saying, yours, yours.

Lin Yun looked at the wound on its forehead, and looked at the terrible wound in front of her forehead, but she couldn't laugh.

He held the fruit and tried to put it into his mouth several times, but he couldn't swallow it. He couldn't swallow it. He didn't have this face. But he looked at the expectant eyes of the blood dragon horse and had to plug it into his mouth.

When swallowing, the tears are very disheartened flow out.

There was a chill in the eyes of the young man, like a devil crawling out of hell. His teeth clenched and his pale lips spat out four words: "iron and Blood Sword gate!"

The broken right hand, regardless of the sharp pain, stubbornly clenched into a fist, and thumped on the ground.

This revenge must be avenged!

This hatred will never stop, never draw the sword!

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