The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1194:

Broken!

In the last stage of the Shenlonggui, the four profound formations guarded by the four Heavenly God Pills were also broken in Lin Yun's hands.

The fighting was fierce, beyond everyone's expectations.

At this moment, the mood of everyone in the Qingyan Square can't be calmed down, and the Qingmang Great Sword that is in the void is too terrifying.

Qing Mang Holy Spirit, who can stop?

Lin Yun's talent in kendo made everyone in the room speechless. Even Gongsun Yan, who was previously defeated by Lin Yun, was uncomfortable.

Close!

Lin Yun's mind moved slightly, and the green giant sword standing in the sky slowly escaped into his body.

The moment the light dissipated, the terrible pressure that permeated the world and the earth suddenly disappeared, and the young leaders present were relieved.

Looking at the three headless corpses on the ground, Lin Yun wondered whether he underestimated the power of the Qingmang Holy Spirit.

This is in the realm of celestial soul, may it be completely unsolvable?

Thinking about it, it’s really possible that no matter who it is, even if it is a big boss in the Dragon Vein Realm, imprisoning the cultivation base in the Celestial Soul Realm, may not be able to face the Qingmang Giant Sword.

He just sacrificed the Holy Spirit, and before he used the thirteen swords of Floating Clouds, these old men were blinded by the light of the Holy Spirit.

That is the sharpness of this sword, and the Heavenly Soul Realm's body protector can't resist it at all, and can't look directly at it.

Originally, Lin Yun thought that one enemy and four should definitely die, but now it seems that he might be wrong. If the true holy spirit of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords were sacrificed in advance, it might not have been so tragically, and almost fell directly by accident.

If he was a little later and forced the three-handed sword out of his body, he might really be dead.

The first actual combat of the Qingmang Giant Sword, after all, was not very proficient, but it was excusable.

Moreover, there is no if in this world. Maybe if he didn't kill Feng Tianyuan, he didn't have the chance to sacrifice the Holy Spirit. After all, this old guy is sinister and vicious, and has been harassing himself from beginning to end.

The key opponent's meteor swordsmanship was still very difficult to deal with, and it was banned by him if he didn't pay attention.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Lin Yun swallowed the No Nirvana Pill, and then stretched out his hand to seal the blood from the wound in his heart. Those three sword wounds were shocking, and the blood that directly confronted the holes that had penetrated has never stopped.

The remaining sword intent is constantly attacking the internal organs.

Several ribs were directly ground into powder, and the slightest movement made it painful and unbearable.

Boom!

After Lin Yun sealed the wound, he ran his true essence and expelled all the sword intent remaining in the body of several white-haired old men. The sword qi was stained with blood and burst out from the pores. Until then, everyone was awakened like a dream.

His!

He took a deep breath, his pale face became more bloody, and his injury finally stabilized. Nirvana Dan began to play a role, allowing the body to recover quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The people on Qingyan Square didn't wake up like a dream until this time.

"What was that just now?"

"Too dazzling, I can't see clearly..."

"Hehe, do you still dare to watch?"

Various uproars sounded one after another, and his eyes fell on the center of the Qingyan Square that had become a sword grave, still unable to hide the shock.

On the Feitian stage, Gongsun Yan was startled for a while before he lost his voice: "That is the real sword spirit of Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords!"

The Floating Clouds Thirteen Swords are quite famous throughout the Eastern Wilderness. It can be said that for a time, someone used the Floating Clouds Thirteen Swords to beat the masters of the Eastern Wilderness.

Many people went to Sacred Sword Peak admiringly, but unfortunately they had little gain and no one could reproduce the glory of that day.

Gongsunyan was very knowledgeable and a little lost, and soon remembered the origin of the green giant sword. The other Feng Clan disciples on the stage looked like a bereaved concubine, their faces were ashen ashes, their eyes were blank, and they were completely speechless.

Today, such a blow is indeed too heavy for them.

Countless eyes fell on Lin Yun, not only the Feng Family Mansion, but also many powerful people hiding in the distance were observing in secret.

"Three levels have passed, I should be able to take the Thousand Thunder Sword!"

Lin Yun took a deep breath and looked at Feng Xuanzi on the stage. There was not much politeness between the words. In such a field, he and Feng Family were completely torn apart, and even prepared for the worst in their hearts.

"I can't give it to the Feng Family."

"Thousand thunder swords have stayed in our Feng Family for eighteen years...This is our signboard. If the signboard is gone, the foundation will be ruined."

"Lord, think twice!"

The voices of a group of elderly parents are hoarse, and they are talking non-stop. They dare not speak very loudly, but everyone present can hear them clearly.

Although this kind of behavior is very shameless, most of the people can understand it. If you are from the perspective of the Feng family, you may not really be willing to hand over the Thousand Thunder Sword.

But this is after all the rules set by the Tibetan Sword Villa, and it is not for a wind family to be the master.

If the Feng Family doesn't hand over the Thousand Thunder Sword, then other hidden sword buildings all over Kunlun, is it not necessary to hand it over? That Tibetan Sword Villa's reputation in Kunlun will be greatly discounted, and Feng Xuanzi will not be able to hold on to it.

Furthermore, the existence of Thousand Thunder Sword in the past eighteen years has also won a lot of fame for Qingyan Tibetan Sword Tower.

For Cangjianlou, reputation is business, and the benefits are not known.

"Master Luo, what if this Feng Xuanzi doesn't pay the Thousand Thunder Sword?" Elder Bai looked at the silent Feng Xuanzi and said with some worry.

"Can't help him."

Under the white gauze hat, Luo Hua's words revealed an extremely rare mood swing.

It's just this emotional fluctuation that made Elder Bai shudder. This Lord Luo has been silent, but he doesn't know when he was so angry that he couldn't even restrain his murderous intent.

Everyone is waiting for Feng Xuanzi to make a decision, the people of the Feng family are waiting, the aristocratic families from the desolate ancient realm are waiting, and the strong people who hear the wind and hide in the dark are waiting.

In the sword grave, Lin Yun is also waiting.

"The old man has no right to change the rules set by the Tibetan Sword Villa, but..."

Feng Xuanzi turned around and said in thought: "This time the turmoil was too great. Not only did my Feng family lose many holy swords, but also many people were killed and injured. My second brother also died tragically. My Feng family needs a good rest. Three days later, you can get the wind thunder sword again. Brother, what do you think?"

As soon as this statement came out, many people were disappointed.

These words are superficial and impeccable, but there are too many variables in three days. Who can guarantee that Lin Yun will be alive in three days?

Unfortunately, with these words, there is not much flaw found. There are indeed many deaths in his Feng family.

Jiang is still old and spicy. It is estimated that this Thousand Thunder Sword will have to stay in Feng's house. Lin Yun is afraid that he won't be able to get it.

After Feng Tianyuan's death, Feng Xuanzi's mood did not fluctuate in the slightest, Gu Jing did not wave, and faced Lin Yun without the slightest anger or murderous intent. He was calm and heinous.

But everyone knows that this kind of person is definitely the most terrifying, and a dog that bites will never bark fiercely.

Lin Yun was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed at himself.

He was stunned by the shamelessness of the other party, not only wanted a bitch, but also set up a chastity memorial for himself.

Neither want to hand over the Thousand Thunder Sword, nor hold the Tibetan Sword Villa to accountability, because Lin Yun is a three-year-old kid.

"Feng Xuanzi, have you had enough trouble?"

Lin Yun hasn’t spoken yet, Luo Hua’s voice rang out in the room. She was not at all polite, and said coldly: “Now, immediately, give me the sword right away. I don’t want to repeat it a second time. Play these little tricks in front of me."

His!

Everyone sucked in cold air, they were all startled by Luo Hua's tone of voice, she was almost ordering Feng Xuanzi.

The aura emanating from her body was also shocking, and her words seemed beyond doubt.

The corners of Feng Xuanzi's mouth twitched, and she was extremely annoyed deep in her heart. But thinking of the origin of the other party, the anger suffocated again.

What does Lin Yun have to do with her!

He tentatively said: "This is my Feng Family and Lin Yun's business, Lord Luo, can you raise your hand?"

"You don’t have to think, don’t guess, what is my relationship with him. His business is my business. After the three barriers have passed, Qian Lei Jian should hand it over. He is willing to tell you the rules, so I am willing Tell you the rules, according to my temper, you are already dead now. I hope you think clearly about the priority of the matter. Lin Yun keeps your life."

Luo Hua's voice did not contain the slightest emotion, and the unprecedented indifference made Feng Xuanzi's heart cold.

The other elders looked at Luohua with sullen expressions, and they were very impatient.

When they think about it, Feng Xuanzi doesn't have to worry about this girl. When will the Feng family's affairs be turned by an outsider.

Lin Yun looked at Luohua, thoughtfully, with a clear understanding in his heart.

"Take the sword!"

Feng Xuanzi's expression changed, but after all she gritted her teeth and uttered two words.

"Landlord!"

A group of elders, elders, immediately like bereavement, they spoke to stop them.

Feng Xuanzi said coldly: "Don't talk about it, take the sword. Just a wind thunder sword, as long as the old man does not die, the Feng family will not fall!"

This is not wrong. He is a Profound Sky Master after all. As long as he doesn't die, the Feng Family will not be destroyed even if his vitality is severely damaged.

But after losing the Thousand Thunder Sword, after his fall, the Feng Family will definitely fall.

At the insistence of Feng Xuanzi, the eight evil spirit lock souls that had sunk underground reappeared.

The pool, the fierce beast, the giant sword of thousands of feet, and the mountain-like furnace all appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Things changed so quickly that many people couldn't respond. What is the origin of that mysterious Luohua? He subdued Feng Xuanzizhi in a few words, daring not to say anything.

"If you want Feng Xuanzi to be soft, I am afraid that the saint family alone may not be able to do it, but the saint ancient family!" Gongsun Yan's eyes fell on the white-clothed woman, and the expression in his eyes was hot.

Any family can be promoted to a family of saints as long as the saint is born.

But this family's background is not deep enough, and the Saint Ancient family is an ancient family that has experienced the dark and turbulent era and can be passed down to this day.

As for the earlier ancient times, it was too long. Almost all aristocratic families and sects of that era were all accompanied by the destruction of the golden age, and one did not exist.

Even if it occasionally appears, it is a mythical existence, and no one has ever seen it, such as the Mo family.

"Is there a Saint ancient family surnamed Luo in the Deserted Ancient Territory?" Gongsun Yan looked at Zhao Yan and asked.

Zhao Yan's family power is very large. If there is a Luoxing Saint Ancient family, he must know who Luohua is.

"Yes, but there is no way to match her. Among those super sects, no one can match her."

Zhao Yan shook his head. Gongsun Yan's background can be related to the sword emperor's line. If the other party doesn't know who this Lord Luo is, then he must not know it himself.

Gong Haoran next to the two sighed softly, "Hehe, with this Lord Luo, no one seems to dare to do anything to Lin Yun. Just a few words, let Feng Xuanzi change his mouth, your sword emperor's elder. I’m here, I guess it’s not so good."

Gongsun Yan froze, thinking about it carefully, it might be true.

But what Gong Haoran said~IndoMTL.com~It sounds so sour at first.

Crack!

At this moment, the huge chain of the Eight Evil Soul Locking Array began to shatter. Just like an avalanche, the sound of breaking became louder and louder, and soon the statue itself broke apart.

When the fierce beast statue shattered, there was a loud noise, and the thousand-zhang giant sword was like a mountain peeling off.

The sword was hidden in the sword, everyone stopped talking, and their eyes fell on the ancient holy sword that was suspended in the air.

It is sheathed in a scabbard, and the sharpness cannot be captured. Only the extremely ancient aura circulates in all directions, covering the surface, making people feel inexplicably heavy.

There is no doubt that it is the famous Thousand Thunder Sword.

"Try the sword."

Feng Xuanzi's face seemed to be many years old, and said weakly to Lin Yun.

[There are still in the evening, if you don’t show up at twelve o’clock, come see tomorrow morning. 】