Sovereign of the Era

The sword salute is over.

Nangong Wanyu's right hand is slowly placed on the hilt of the sword. His eyes are twinkling with sharp eyes and are locked in Lin Yun. From then on, in addition to the sword in hand, only the people in front of people were left between heaven and earth.

In the face of Lin Yun, he said that there was no pressure, which was definitely false.

Even though he has seen through Li mubai's life gate, Nangong Wanyu, a swordsman, knows how difficult it is to defeat him with one sword.

This man is very strong, far better than he showed, there must be cards in his hand. Otherwise, such self-confidence and calm will never be easily displayed.

But that's all. In this war, he will win.

"Autumn water!"

His body is twinkling. Nangong Wanyu and Helin cloud are less than 100 meters in an instant. His sword named Feixue comes out from the scabbard. The body of the sword, with its sharp and cold awn, rippled layer upon layer. The air was like the water in autumn. It was cold and cold, and the leaves were yellow.

In the eyes of the three little Wangs, a strange color flashed in their eyes. They didn't practice the sword, but they all felt the artistic conception of the sword at the same time.

Nangong Wanyu's icy will is perfectly integrated into his own sword technique, and does not blindly show the ice's ferocity, but fits in with the sword, showing the artistic conception to the peak.

The sword is named Qiushui. It doesn't feel cold. The real killing move is the autumn wind hidden in the sword move. How does the autumn wind rise one day and sweep all the fallen leaves in the world.

Autumn water without waves, autumn wind swept leaves!

Lin Yun's face did not change. His right hand pulled out the burial flowers with the same speed. His sword body was also as charming as autumn water. A little cold light suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword, and the dazzling light broke out.

The burial flower and the flying snow touch together, and the sword tip is full of time and sparks are splashing.

Boom!

When the two people's swords reached the extreme, the light of the sword point exploded.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

In a moment, the sound of the sword's whistling resounded through the world, echoing constantly in the ears of the warfighter, and his mind was full of sonorous sounds. Every sound of the sword makes people's scalp numb and chilly, and the body shivers involuntarily.

"How cold! The illusion is that the boundary on the dragon rising stage should separate the artistic conception of the two swordsmen. "

"The power of a sword move can be isolated, but the meaning of a sword can't be isolated. Only when the real swordsmen fight each other can this vision come true."

"Since the Dragon feast, although there are many swordsmen learning swords, few swordsmen can really be called swordsmen. There is no doubt that Lin Yun and Nangong Wanyu are the top swordsmen. Otherwise, they would never have such a vision. "

As soon as the two talents met, they caused a great disturbance in the observation seat. In the public's discussion, Lin Yun and Nangong Wanyu started to fight formally.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

Zhenyuan agitation, sword light vertical and horizontal, endless purple light and ice cold light, crazy collision.

"Listen to the wind!"

After dozens of moves, Nangong Wanyu returns to the sword, and the breeze rises at the end of Qingping. His sword moves with the wind. The invisible wind can be seen clearly by the naked eyes because of his sword power.

Such a strange sword, suddenly attracted the voice of four.

The creeping breeze is like life, which can be seen clearly, but the sword hidden in the wind can not be seen!

Click!

When the wind broke, it was pierced by a sword light burning purple moonlight. The broken sword wind swept across all directions, whining, and evolved into a storm snow with hail.

But the wind is broken after all!

"The moon in the mirror!"

At the moment of breaking the breeze, Lin Yun immediately counterattacks, with long sleeves like clouds and arms like golden crows spreading wings. When the golden light broke out, his fierce sword moves were offered at the same time. This sword stab made the whole space chaotic. I didn't know where the sword was, let alone where the people were.

Compared with Nangong Wanyu's listening style, there are different tunes of the same kind, but obviously more exquisite.

Nangong Wanyu's face changed slightly. She stabbed out a sword with lightning speed, and immediately left to fly back.

Bang!

The sword is bright, and a few wisps of green silk are hung with blood drops, which fall slowly in front of Lin Yun.

"What a fast speed. If this sword were Li mubai, the opponent would have died countless times."

Looking at the Nangong evening jade floating out, Lin Yun holds the funeral flower in his hand and says to himself in his heart. The other side was just cut off a few wisps of green silk, as well as on the cheek silk light bloodstain.

Nangong Wanyu put his hand on his face and saw the bloodstain on his finger tip. He said with a smile: "it's a fast sword. But it's only fast, and it's not enough. I can't even warm up."

Lin Yun's calm reply way: "you may as well hand is."

Both of them are quite decisive. After the trial, they will rise to the peak in an instant, and their eyes will flash with cold light. At the next moment, their bodies flashed. In the eyes of everyone, Lin Yun and Nangong Wanyu disappeared suddenly.

Boom!

Just when the crowd was slightly surprised, there was a great noise on the Dragon Rising platform.

A sharp purple sword and a cold light collide with each other in the air, and the two terrible swords keep fighting.Boom!

For a moment, the storm changed color.

Flying snow and buried flowers in the battle, the sonorous sound deafening, such a fierce confrontation under the whole Shenglong platform in an instant trembling.

Poop!

Many of the spectators did not react to it. Suddenly, they were shocked by the fierce sound of the sword. Their five internal organs were agitated and a mouthful of blood couldn't help spitting out.

"Is that the real fight?"

All the people who woke up suddenly changed their faces and looked at the source of the sound.

On the vast dragon climbing platform, where the two sharp blades collide, the swords are surging, squeezing out ripples like water in the void, and swinging out madly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The aftershock of terror contains the sword spirit sweeping all directions. On the ascending dragon stage, the dust is rolling and the dust is flying.

The sharp blade of the sword swept the surface of the lake, which made many people open their eyes and the muscles on their faces trembled.

Many people couldn't even get up and move.

If you know that the Jiulong lake is already vast and incomparable, the sword wind generated by the two people in the fight can still be so terrible. You can imagine how fierce the real fight is.

Lin Yun's face is cold and stern at the point of confrontation. The sharp light in his eyes twinkles, and his sword sense keeps soaring. He urges the sword heart technique to the extreme.

Boom!

In an instant, the boundless sword turned into a lake, a lake reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and the mountains converged and the waves were like mirrors.

Sword, thunder and electricity!

Buried flowers in Lin Yun's hands gently shake, in the blink of an eye stabbed out a dense light like electricity. There are countless meteors falling from the lake. Under the light of these swords, boundless ripples and misty water mist are created.

Lin Yun didn't dare to be careless about shangnangong Wanyu. He combined the Ba sword with the water moon sword he had learned in the past, and developed a brand-new sword momentum. For a time, in the magnificent atmosphere, it was also permeated with a misty and illusory artistic conception.

This sword, misty and misty.

This sword is magnificent and powerful.

Boom!

Each sword is as powerful as water mist. However, it is as thick and concise as sunrise.

"Great."

Nangong Wanyu's eyes flashed. He had to say that Lin Yun's swordsmanship was really terrible. He had seen his opponent practice the sword many times. In the heart has already had the countermeasure, but did not expect when the real fight, the other side killed the sword move unexpectedly to have the change.

But so, just right!

"Flowers fall!"

Nangong Wanyu dances with snow in his hand, which contains the sword of cold will. When each sword is wielded, there are huge ice flowers blooming. Under the agitation of the sword awn, the blooming ice flower broke into pieces, forming the trend of falling flowers all over the sky, and was carried by the sword awn to roll out a terrible ice storm.

Under dozens of bombardment, the storm around Nangong Wanyu soared into the sky, and the ice flowers fell all over the sky, reaching the extent of covering the earth, and sweeping in all directions.

A sword, startle a goose and break the sun!

But just when the terrible killing moves were about to strike, Lin Yun's sword power developed into the wings of the sky on both sides of his body. He rose in the air, and the man spun in the air.

The sword in his hand suddenly burst out sharp and incomparable cold light.

The light of the funeral flowers flashed, in order to break the power of the brilliant sun, Lin Yun was a sword to cut out.

Nangong Wanyu's face changed slightly and her figure floated away.

When the terrible sword Mundon chopped up all the flowers in the sky, the sword awn split a long gully on the ground. But when it was over, the sword was not only castrated, but also spread out of the Shenglong platform in the blink of an eye, and the lake was torn apart like cloth in an instant.

Boom!

When the water of the split Lake comes together again, it looks like two towering mountains huddled together, bursting out nearly a thousand feet of water curtain supporting the sky.

If Nangong Wanyu didn't avoid such a terrible sword, I'm afraid it would be a little uncomfortable.

At the same time, some of Shan Yun's eyes looked at Lin.

In the case of not understanding the will of other martial arts, but relying on the pure sword sense, not only supported Nangong Wanyu's icy sword meaning, but also reversed the color between hands.

The two swords are fighting for each other.

Seeing the terrible ravines on the Shenglong platform, Nangong Wanyu's eyes flashed with color and looked up at Lin Yun and said, "this swordsman is really superb by you, but brother Lin is also underestimated. Are you going to fight me through these means? I'm Nangong Wanyu of BeiXue mountain villa. You should show some real strength

As the voice dropped, he saw Nangong Wanyu's whole body suddenly rising up and down. His body's thick Zhenyuan was boiling like a vast ocean.

In the twinkling of an eye, its voice and prestige reached an alarming level. The clouds and clouds in the sky changed color. A great chill enveloped the whole Shenglong platform.

Hiss! Hiss!

The ground was frozen for a moment, and Nangong Wanyu's eyes burst out with a cold edge. As soon as his eyes were swept, the invisible coldness and the sword's meaning blended together, just like a flood of beasts.Bang!

Lin Yun was caught off guard, in front of this chill, was severely shocked back.

The power of heaven and soul!

Everyone's heart leaped fiercely. When Nangong Wanyu pushed the ice sword to the limit, it burst out a perfect pressure comparable to the spirit of heaven.

At a glance, Lin Yun was shaken back.

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