The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1196: Shenxian Family Couple

The first thousand and ninety-six chapters

　　Except for Luohua, everyone else in the field is fighting against the majestic coercion that exists everywhere in the world, and they don't know the current situation of Qian Lei Jian.

　　 Burning Flame Sword is already enough, even the dragon vein realm elders can't help but be moved, and may not even be able to afford it.

　　 plus it was forged by Feng Xuanzi, it can barely be regarded as priceless, and definitely worthy of the name sword.

　　 But compared with a thousand thunders, such a sword is a drop in the world, even one percent or even one thousandth can’t compare.

　　The Thousand Thunder Sword is too rare, especially after seeing it imprinted with the **** pattern, its value will inevitably skyrocket.

　　 When Elder Bai heard that the Thousand Thunder Sword was about to be broken, he fell to his knees in fright. It was completely understandable and not an exaggeration.

　　 Even Luo Hua couldn't help but feel a little heartache.

　　Fenyan has already been broken. If a thousand thunders break again, then Lin Yun, the three formations of dragons and ghosts desperately fighting through, is equivalent to doing useless work.

　　 Even if Lin Yun doesn't feel distressed, Luo Hua will feel distressed for him. The image of the three sharp sword piercing his chest still remains in his mind.

　　 "You stay, I will go and see!"

　　 Luo Hua stretched out her arms, rising across the sky, flying towards Lin Yun against the majestic sword power that is everywhere in the world.

　　 "Master Luo!"

　　 Elder Bai was very anxious, Lin Yun's current state, I still don't know what the situation is.

　　 If the Thousand Thunder Sword is really short, the power produced by the explosion might be able to directly fall the strong of the dragon vein realm.

　　 Void.

　　 Lin Yun showed an extremely strenuous expression on his face. He can no longer control the situation now.

　　 Thousand Thunder Sword is competing with the "broken sword" in his body, and it can be clearly felt that the broken sword in his body hardly exerts much force. Thousand Thunder Sword exploded to its limit, even betting on his dignity, rather than succumbing to it.

　　 Lin Yuntou is so big, it's no wonder that this broken sword can be convinced by the teacher of Floating Cloud.

　　 The tempers of the two are so alike, almost a mold was carved out.

　　 You are a little bit soft, and you can send me back, but he is not, and he strives to shine and fight with the sword in Lin Yun's body.

　　 Seeing more and more cracks in the **** pattern behind him, Lin Yun couldn't help feeling anxious. There is a crack in the **** pattern, there is no major problem, and it will be restored sooner or later.

　　 But if the whole is broken, there will be a crack in the body of the Thousand Thunder Sword, which cannot be repaired by the Mo clan.

　　, a wonderful sword, might just be scrapped.

　　 Seven flowers gather on top!

　　Blood flame burns!

　　God is in the sky!

　　 Lin Yun yelled in his heart, and all kinds of hole cards were sacrificed without reservation. The remaining Star Demon Flower in the body bloomed one by one, and the sacred pattern of the blood flame of the blue dragon in the mouth burned, making the body as powerful as a hundred-patterned holy weapon.

　　 At the same time, the sword intent of the half-step Shenxiao kept moving, and the sword cocoon at the center of the eyebrows burst out.

　　Unfortunately, Lin Yun just fought, the Star Demon Flower lost most of it, and the sword intent was consumed a lot. Even with Nirvana recovery, it would not be possible to return to the peak in a short time.

　　 Thousand Thunder Sword is being sent into the sheath little by little by him, but this speed is still slower than the speed at which the **** pattern shatters.

　　 can't do it!

　　 Lin Yun couldn't care too much, he took a deep breath, and the sharp edge in his eyes surged.

　　 Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!

　　 Floating Cloud Sword Art is urged, the true Holy Spirit of Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, once again appeared in the eyes of the world.

　　 Boom!

　　When the azure giant sword stood in the void like eternity, Lin Yun obviously felt a lot less pressure. But even so, this Thousand Thunder Sword seemed to be unconvinced. After a short break, it immediately exploded with a terrifying edge, and even the Azure Great Sword couldn't stop it.

　　 "Be honest!"

　　 But this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Lin Yun will not miss it, and he will burst out instantly without waiting for his true magic power.

　　锵!

　　 When the **** pattern was about to burst completely, he completely put the Thousand Thunder Sword into its sheath, and for a while, there was no existence in the world.

　　噗呲!

　　 Lin Yun spit out blood, his face was pale, and the green sword became illusory. Even if his seven flowers gather on top, his physical body is far beyond ordinary people, and he sacrificed the holy spirit such as the blue mantle giant sword twice in a row, his own blood energy cannot be fully supported.

　　Without the support of blood, the green giant sword cannot be maintained naturally, and it will dissipate in the world in a short while.

　　 "I'm a good boy, and scared the emperor to death. If this Thousand Thunder Sword is broken, the emperor will feel heartache!" Little Bingfeng patted her chest in the purple kite sword box. Realizing something was wrong, he quickly said: "Lin Yun, what's the matter with you, don't scare me..."

　　huhu!

　　 Lin Yun's body is in mid-air, like a kite with a broken wire, falling to the ground without stopping.

　　 In his current state of injury and injury, if he hits the ground with one head, he will not die or be half disabled. Perhaps if he is not careful, he will become the first kendo genius who threw himself to death in history.

　　 Wow!

　　 There was a gentle breeze in the air, Luo Hua caught Lin Yun, and then hugged Lin Yun and swayed.

　　 "Why are you... here."

　　 Lin Yun's face was pale, lying on the arm of the place, looking at Luo Hua at close range, like a world away, leisurely like a dream.

　　 "I love you heartily."

　　 Luohua looked at Lin Yun, her face was covered by the veil, so she couldn't even see her eyes. But in such soft words, people can feel that there must be a rare gentle color on her face.

　　 She said distress, not worry.

　　 "It's okay, I don't hurt, I just take a breath."

　　 Lin Yun smiled, he took a deep breath, let the effect of Nirvana Pill in his body continue to radiate, and his complexion became ruddy after a while.

　　 "Lin Yun, I don't want to stay here anymore." Luo Hua said slowly, and she could hear a bit of boredom in her voice.

　　 She hates the Feng Family and the atmosphere of the Qingyan Tibetan Sword Tower.

　　 "Then let's go."

　　 Lin Yun got up, flew out of her arm, holding the Thousand Thunder Sword in her left hand, and stretched out her right hand toward the opponent.

　　 "I listen to you."

　　 Luohua stretched out her hand naturally, her hands clasped tightly.

　　 "Go!"

　　 Lin Yun's long hair is hanging down, and his pale face is slightly tired, but it is still difficult to hide the peerless elegance, flawless face, embellished with a little purple mark, beautiful as a monster.

　　 The majestic sword might not exist between the heaven and the earth, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and stood up swayingly.

　　 just raised their heads and looked at them, they all closed their mouths in surprise, and saw Lin Yun wearing a blue shirt, carrying a sword box on his back, holding the Thousand Thunder Sword in his left hand, and Luo Hua in white with his right hand.

　　 One is unparalleled, the other is immaculate, and the two of them seem to be lovers of gods and goddesses, floating away, without stopping for a moment.

　　 Even after many years have passed, the people in Qingyan County cannot forget this scene.

　　 After a while, everyone was awakened in shock.

　　 "Is this going away?"

　　 was too sudden, I just left without stopping.

　　 The corners of Elder Bai’s mouth twitched. These two guys really showed off his face again. They didn’t even say hello. The old man has not left yet!

　　 He got up and ran out quickly. He didn't dare to stay at this Feng Family.

　　嗖! Whoosh!

　　 At the same time, two figures chased out one after another, one was the sword idiot Zhao Yan, and the other was Ye Feifan with a broken mouth.

The 　　 Famous Sword Conference came to an end, and the entire Feng Family was in a mess, and Lin Yun took the beauty and carried the sword away.

　　 But everyone knows that things can't end so easily. Lin Yun can't easily take away such an amazing sword as Thousand Thunder Sword.

　　 Leaving the Feng Family Courtyard, Lin Yun and Luo Hua fell from the sky. He looked back, with emotion and sorrow.

　　 I would never have thought before I came here that the sword-fetching trip this time would be so twists and turns, and it hasn't even been finished yet.

　　 Three formations of dragons and ghosts, nine dead for a lifetime, Lin Yun can be said to be various means, all the cards are out. Even so, it was so dangerous that it was almost impossible to get out.

　　 "Let’s go after a rest."

　　 Luohua and Lin Yun let go of their hands. She looked at Lin Yun, the hole left by the sword wound on her chest, and said softly.

　　 Lin Yun nodded, the process of surrendering Thousand Thunder Sword is more difficult than a great battle.

　　 With the help of Nirvana, he barely stabilized his injury, and collapsed again, and his injuries continued to increase. He is now in less than one-tenth of his peak.

　　 and I can clearly feel that after taking Nirvana Pill for many times, the efficacy of the medicine has decreased a lot.

　　"Wait for Elder Bai."

　　 Lin Yun looked at the door, and how to decide on the future schedule, I still have to discuss with Elder Bai.

　　 After a while, Elder Bai hurried out. He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lin Yun and Luo Hua.

　　 "Fortunately, if I can't see you two, I'm really upset." Elder Bai smiled, his eyes fell on the Thousand Thunder Sword as he spoke. Live, whispered: "Well, the sword is not broken."

　　 "Nothing breaks."

　　 Lin Yun smiled and whispered: "However, the **** pattern is damaged and it will take some time to recover."

　　The **** pattern is different from the holy pattern. After the holy pattern is destroyed, a profound master needs to make up for it, but the **** pattern itself is powerfully restored.

　　 It can exist for many years without reducing its power. Many **** patterns that exist today are preserved in ancient times.

　　 Elder Bai was completely relieved, and smiled: "Fortunately, fortunately. I have not communicated with the master in this matter. Let's go to Huang's house for one night, and then see how the master instructs."

　　 Lin Yun thought for a while, but had no objection to this arrangement.

　　 Now he holds the Thousand Thunder Sword~IndoMTL.com~ Not to mention whether the Feng Family can really swallow this breath, I don't know how many people secretly want to play this sword.

　　 "Cangxuan Palace's ranking match is tomorrow, right?" Lin Yun thoughtfully, suddenly asked.

　　 Elder Bai's face changed, and he said: "This...you are not the star now. Even if you can catch up, you will lose too much when you fight directly between the Heavenly Soul Realm and the Astral Realm."

　　 This is a fact. The Famous Sword Conference is only like a sword, and the cultivation base is confined to the Sky Soul.

　　Many of the top three thousand people on the Star Monarch list were defeated by Lin Yun, but he really wanted to let go of his cultivation.

　　Don't talk about Gongsun Yan, I'm afraid Feng Xingyang and Zhao Yan, Lin Yun will not be able to defeat. There is a big difference in cultivation level, and the opponent is still in the top 3,000 of the stars, no matter how many Lin Yun's methods are, it will not help.

　　 "One night should be enough."

　　 Lin Yun's eyes surged, and he said in a deep voice.

　　 Heavenly Soul Realm, after sinking for too long, Lin Yun could not bear it for a long time. Now that the Famous Sword Conference is over, there is no reason not to attack Xingjun, just to digest the gains from the war.

　　"This...it’s too rush."

　　 Elder Bai's surprised way.

　　 "Brother Lin!"

　　 "Brother Lin!"

　　 At this moment, two figures walked quickly, and Lin Yun and Elder Bai immediately stopped communicating. Two figures, one is a hippie smiling face, Ye Huanfei who looks heartless, and the other is Zhao Yan, who has a solemn expression and sword-like eyebrows.

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