The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1195: Don’t scare me!


The first thousand and ninety-five chapters

Are you going to try the sword again?

The corner of Lin Yun's mouth raised a smile, and he could clearly feel that many people saw that his eyes were full of other flavors.

After all, he had "broken" the Burning Flame Sword before, and the shock it caused to everyone still remains.

The picture was beautiful and picturesque. The Burning Flame Sword, which was close to the thousand-patterned saint soldier, was broken in front of everyone, leaving only the bare hilt.

It is inevitable that people will think too much, will Thousand Thunder Sword break again?

Lin Yun murmured in his heart. Maybe these people really expected him to break the Thousand Thunder Sword.

He guessed right, when the Eight Evil Soul Locking Formation was lifted, everyone couldn't help but think about it.

On the Feitian Stage, Zhao Yan and the others all looked at it with interest. The Fenyan Sword had been broken before, so many people didn't understand it.

Now that Thousand Thunder Sword appears, you can't miss any details.

"Thousand Thunder Sword should not be broken, right." Gong Haoran smiled and teased.

Zhao Yan glared at him and said, "Crow's mouth, you should say a few words less."

The Burning Flame Sword cannot be compared with the Thousand Thunder Sword. No matter how powerful a Hundred Pattern Saint Soldier is, it will eventually be a Hundred Pattern Saint Soldier. The value of the Thousand Pattern Saint Soldiers is very different, not to mention the Thousand Pattern Saint Soldiers of the Mo clan, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be tempted by the existence of the dragon veins.

It should be said that I have been tempted, and the innumerable information has just spread out. I don't know how many people are hiding outside Feng's house.

"Don't worry, Thousand Thunder Sword can't be broken, I'll just make a joke." Gong Haoran smiled, and deep down, he also felt that Qian Lei Sword was impossible to break.

Moreover, Lin Yun had no reason to break him.

Lin Yun stood in the center of the square, and many discussions were unavoidable.

It seems that this group of people has determined that the Fenyan Sword was deliberately broken by him, just to give the Feng Family a chance.

"Hehe, these turtles are really inexperienced. Lin Yun, go and break the Thousand Thunder Sword, let them know how powerful you are!" The emperor's voice was in the Zi Kite sword box , Smiled into his ears.

Lin Yun was too lazy to speak, and ignored her.

Actually, there is no rule that he must pull out this sword. The previous Burning Flame Sword was special.

It was Feng Xuanzi who wanted to show off and forced Lin Yun to try his sword so that the world would know what kind of famous sword he forged.

Lin Yun has his own consideration right now, he still knows a little bit about his body with broken sword. Now you can find some rules, the higher the quality of the sword, the longer the break.

The sword of poor quality broke directly in the hand.

Like the Fen Yanjian actually lasted for a period of time before it suddenly broke. He himself thought that the body of the broken sword had failed.

If it is the Thousand Thunder Sword, it may last longer.

Just give it a try and see if you think it's right, because this sword doesn't belong to him anyway.

Bring a hilt back to the old man, as if... nothing is wrong.

Lin Yun's eyes flickered, as soon as he thought of this, he no longer felt burdened.

Wow!

He stood up in the air and flew like lightning toward the Thousand Thunder Sword above the pool.

Under everyone's eyes and breathing, he held the scabbard of the Thousand Thunder Sword in his left hand.

The ancient breath is coming to my face, the years are continuous and the vicissitudes of life are heavy. Before he pulled the sword out of its sheath, Lin Yun could imagine that this must be a peerless sword, far above the Sword of Burning Flame.

Lin Yun had made up his mind a long time ago. After looking at it for a while, he grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand and pulled it up.

Om!

But it turned out to be a bit embarrassing. Lin Yun's face showed a laborious look, but the sword body did not move at all, and did not mean to get out of the sheath.

"What's the matter?"

"Does this sword have to recognize the Lord?"

"Lin Yun doesn't seem to be recognized by this sword. Is it the reason why his cultivation base is too low? With his kendo attainments, it is impossible not to be recognized..."

There was a sudden uproar, and everyone's eyes were filled with doubts.

When the sword reaches a certain level, it will definitely have its own temper, which is the so-called aura. It is quite normal to not be able to draw the sword out of its sheath without its recognition.

It can happen to Lin Yun, which is a bit strange.

He has broken through the three levels of magic, dragon and ghost, if you talk about kendo attainments, let alone no one can compare to his peers. The powerhouses of the Divine Pill Realm are not even as good as him, and they are not even worthy of carrying shoes.

"Little Ice Phoenix, what's the matter?"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with doubts, secretly transmitting to the emperor.

"It's interesting, this sword is not small, I'm not convinced of you." The emperor's voice was witty, and he smiled.

"As expected of the old man's sword, his temper is really big! If you are not convinced, then I want to pull you out, see what you are so powerful."

Lin Yun immediately thought of Master Floating Cloud, thinking that the other party had a bad temper, even the temper of the sword was so bad.

Little Bingfeng complained in his heart, your temper is not the same stubbornly.

Wow!

The Canglong Sacred Sky Secret Art urged, Lin Yun's strength surged, the Canglong seal on his heart burst into light, activating all the 100 dragon patterns on his body.

Boom!

In an instant, Lin Yun's energy surged and opened, and the blood was like a river, boiling continuously.

One after another dragon patterns poured into his wrist, causing his right hand to explode with a terrifying force comparable to dragon claws.

Thunder and thunder billowed in the sky, and visions belonging to the sacred body of the blue dragon appeared one after another.

Lin Yun frowned, with an extremely strenuous expression on his face, clenching his teeth, and sweat seeping through his forehead.

Crack!

After a stalemate for a long time, this Thousand Thunder Sword finally pulled out an inch, and immediately the person with the dazzling electric light couldn't open his eyes. Boom, the boundless thunderclouds spread to the point where they covered the sky in an instant. The bright sunlight just disappeared instantly, and the sky was dim.

A majestic and boundless coercion swept out, and all the swordsmen on Qingyan Square felt a panic of fear deep in their hearts.

"My sword intent is out of control..."

On the Feitiantai, Zhao Yan's expression mutinous, and he was terrified to find out. The sword intent in his body appeared to worship the Thousand Thunder Sword, his body became stiff, and he had to kneel on one knee uncontrollably.

It's not just him, except for swordsmen above the dragon vein level, the sword intent of the others is out of control.

Boom!

Lin Yun shouted and pulled out the sword completely, and countless lightning tore through the void.

The Thousand Thunder Sword dazzled with a dazzling blade and exploded with terrible pressure. At the same time, a golden light spot appeared behind Lin Yun. The light spot spreads out in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a very complex and mysterious pattern will soon evolve.

That is a complete **** pattern!

Plop!

All the swordsmen below the dragon vein realm all knelt to the ground, their faces pale, and they all looked extremely uncomfortable.

As if the heart is being held tightly by an invisible hand, as long as you apply a little force, your heart will tear and die.

"God pattern!!"

Someone looked up and saw the shining lines behind Lin Yun, their eyes were extremely shocked.

It is no wonder that the Feng Family is unwilling to hand over this sword. He has cleared all three levels, and Feng Xuanzi still has to play tricks in public. The core pattern of this sword is not a holy pattern, but a complete **** pattern.

It is hard to imagine that the **** pattern can be branded on the holy soldiers, and what kind of material can bear the holy pattern.

Thousand Patterned Saint Soldier!

Looking at the entire world, I am afraid that anyone who does not have a few thousand-patterned holy soldiers can compete with this sword.

"This sword has the potential to become a divine weapon..." In the purple kite sword box, the well-informed Tu Tian Great Emperor also said in shock.

Even in the ancient times, it was extremely difficult to imprint the **** pattern on the holy soldiers.

After the golden age fell, the way of the **** pattern has been lost, and the strength of the **** pattern that can still be mastered is few and not complete.

"The old man is very lucky."

Lin Yun looked at Qian Lei Jian and exclaimed from the heart.

This is indeed a superb sword. The ultimate dream of all swordsmen is nothing but that.

And this sword is extremely pure. If you are a swordsman who cultivates and masters the will of thunder, you will be lucky enough to get this sword. That is really incredible, strength will span several levels, and Thunder Sword Intent will be strengthened beyond imagination.

Speaking of which, I also have the will of Thunder.

What he understood was the sword power of the blue dragon, but the dragon itself was in charge of wind and thunder. With the help of this sword, his sword power would also skyrocket.

Buzzing!

In the purple kite sword box, the burial foil trembled with dissatisfaction, as if complaining about something.

Haha!

Lin Yun laughed, burial flower jealous.

Thousands of thunderbolts are good, but I only love burying flowers after all. In this life and this life, I will not abandon you.

One person and one sword have the same heart and mind, and Funeral Flower feels Lin Yun's heart, and immediately becomes quiet.

Crack!

Just when Lin Yun was intoxicated by the grace of Thousand Thunder Sword, cracks appeared in the looming divine pattern behind him. Little Bingfeng hurriedly said, "Quick, quick, quick. Let go, the sword, the sword, the sword is going to break!!"

Lin Yun woke up and was startled, and quickly put the sword into the sheath.

But this sword seemed to have a temper, competing with Lin Yun's broken sword body. The process of putting it into the sheath was extremely painful, much slower than when the sword was drawn.

Slosh!

The "Broken Sword" in Lin Yun's body has not moved for a long time. In that dark and mysterious space, a quiet and indifferent cold light shone.

Crack! Click! Click! Click! Click!

The complete **** pattern behind him, the fragmentation marks become more and more obvious, and the sword body of the Thousand Thunder Sword bursts out with more and more dazzling light, burning like a flame, constantly puffing out electric light.

The vision between heaven and earth became extremely terrifying.

There seemed to be two terrifying beasts that were clashing secretly. This time even the big dragons on the VIP stage could not stand it.

There was a laborious expression on their faces, their legs bent uncontrollably, and they looked up into the air one by one, with unbelievable expressions in their eyes.

Looking around, almost everyone on Qingyan Square fell to the ground.

Only there is Luo Hua, who is dressed in white, looking up, on the allure under the white gauze hat, there is a slightly puzzled look~IndoMTL.com~ I looked at her side, and knelt on the ground. Hua reached out and put her hand on the opponent's shoulder.

Wow!

Elder Bai was relieved, he hurriedly got up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and kicked his breath, "Master Luo, what's wrong..."

Luo Hua said unsurely, "That sword...seems to be broken."

Plop!

Elder Bai, who just stood up, turned pale, and fell to his knees again in fright.

I drop all of them, don't scare me, this is the Thousand Thunder Sword imprinted with the **** pattern! Elder Bai wanted to cry without tears, if the head teacher knew, it would be fine!

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