The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1195:

　　 burst!

　　The last level of Shenlonggui, the four profound formations guarded by the four heavenly pill, 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. The green-mang giant sword that is in the void is too terrifying.

　　 Qingmang Holy Spirit, who can stop it?

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

　　 Close!

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

　　 When the light dissipated, the terrible pressure that permeated the heavens 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 the celestial soul, may it be a completely unsolvable existence?

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

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

　　 That is the sharpness of this sword, and the body protector of the Celestial Soul Realm cannot be resisted at all, so it is impossible to look directly at it.

　　 Originally, Lin Yun thought that one enemy and four should be sure to 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 were to force the three-handed sword out of his body just a little bit later, he might really be dead.

　　 The first actual combat of the Green Mans Great Sword, after all, was still not very skilled, but it was excusable.

　　 And there are no ifs in this world, maybe without killing Feng Tianyuan, he has no 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 meteorite 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 Pill of Nirvana, and then stretched out his hand to seal the bloodline of 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 crushed into powder, and the slightest movement made it unbearable and unbearable.

　　嘭!

　　 After Lin Yun sealed the wound, he ran his true essence, expelling 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.

　　 hiss!

　　 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 did not 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, which had become a sword grave, still unable to hide the shock.

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

　　 Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords is quite famous throughout the Eastern Wilderness. It can be said to be prominent for a time. Someone once used Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords to smooth out 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.

　　 Gongsun Yan was very knowledgeable, slightly 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, 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!"

　　 A group of elderly parents have a hoarse voice, and they are talking non-stop. They dare not speak very loudly, but everyone present can hear it 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 possible not 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.

　　 Besides, 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 concern.

　　 "I can't help him."

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

　　 It's just the emotional fluctuations 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 restrain his killing intention.

　　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, the strong people who have heard the wind and hid in the dark are waiting.

　　In the sword mound, 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 storm is too big. 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 he said this, many people were disappointed.

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

　　 By the way, even with these words, there are not too many flaws 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 at all, 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 wanted to hand over the Thousand Thunder Sword, nor held the Hidden Sword Villa to be held accountable. Lin Yun was a three-year-old kid.

　　"Feng Xuanzi, have you made enough trouble?"

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

　　 hiss!

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

　　 The aura emanating from her body is also shocking, and her words seem beyond doubt.

　　The corners of Feng Xuanzi's mouth twitched, and he was extremely annoyed deep in his heart, but when he thought of the other party's origin, 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 hurdles are over, Qian Lei Jian should be handed 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 does not contain the slightest emotion, and the unprecedented indifference makes Feng Xuanzi's heart cold.

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

　　 When they wanted to come, Feng Xuanzi didn't have to worry about this girl at all. When did the Feng family's affairs be turned by an outsider.

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

　　 "Take the sword!"

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

　　"Owner!"

　　 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!"

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

　　 I lost the Thousand Thunder Sword. After his fall, the Feng Family will definitely fall.

　　At the insistence of Feng Xuanzi, the Eight Evil Soul Locking Formation that had sunk underground reappeared.

　　 pools, fierce beasts, huge swords of thousands of feet, and mountain-like furnaces 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, dare 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, it must be the saint ancient family!" Gongsun Yan's eyes fell on the white-clothed woman, and the expression in his eyes was hot.

　　Any family, as long as the saint is born, it can be promoted to the saint family.

　　 But this kind of aristocratic family is not deep enough, while 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 collapse of the golden age, and one did not exist.

　　 Even if they occasionally show up, it is a mythical existence that no one has ever seen, such as the Mo family.

　　 "Is there a Saint ancient family with the surname Luo?" Gongsun Yan looked at Zhao Yan and asked~IndoMTL.com~Zhao Yan's family power is very large, if there is a Luo-like Saint ancient family, he I must know who Luohua is.

　　"There is or there is, but there is no way to match her. Among those super sectarian evildoers, 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 beside the two of them 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 elder of the sword emperor's line I’m here, I guess it’s not so good."

　　 Gongsun Yan was stunned, thinking about it, it might be true.

　　 But Gong Haoran’s words are so sour at first.

　　 Click!

　　 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 seemed to peel off a mountain.

　　 Hidden sword in the sword, everyone stopped talking, and their eyes fell on the ancient holy sword that was hanging in the air.

　　 It is sheathed in a scabbard, and its sharpness cannot be captured. Only the extremely ancient aura circulates in all directions and spreads over 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, come see tomorrow morning. 】