The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1197: Shenxian Family Couple

The first thousand and ninety-six chapters

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

The Burning Flame Sword is already enough, even the big dragon vein realm 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 word famous sword.

Compared with a thousand thunderbolts, such a sword is a fraction of a fraction, even one percent or even one thousandth.

The Thousand Thunder Sword is too rare, especially after seeing the **** pattern imprinted on it, 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, and if a thousand thunders break again, then Lin Yun, the three formations of dragons and ghosts who have fought so hard, is equivalent to doing nothing.

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

"You stay, I'll 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 suddenly impatient, and Lin Yun's current state did not know what was going on.

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

Void.

Lin Yun showed an extremely strenuous expression on his face, and he couldn't completely 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 Yun's head is so big, it's no wonder that this broken sword was able to be convinced by Fuyun's hand.

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

If you are a little soft, what would happen if you send me back, but he didn't, he worked hard to burst into light and fight with his sword in Lin Yun's body.

Seeing more and more cracks in the **** pattern behind him, Lin Yun couldn't help but become 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 thing 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 flames burn!

God is in the sky!

Lin Yun screamed in his heart, and all the trump 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 eyebrow burst into bloom.

Unfortunately, Lin Yun just fought, the Star Demon Flower lost most of it, and the sword intent was consumed a lot. Even if the Nirvana Pill was restored, 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.

No way!

Lin Yun didn't care much, he took a deep breath, and the sharpness in his eyes surged.

Floating cloud thirteen swords, ten thousand swords return to the clan!

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

Boom!

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

Chang!

When the **** pattern was about to burst completely, the Thousand Thunder Sword was completely put into its sheath, and the world disappeared for a while.

Puff!

Lin Yun spit out blood, his face pale, and the green mang 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 and energy, the Azure Great Sword could not be maintained naturally, and it dissipated in the world in a short while.

"I drop 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, fearing constantly, she immediately Realizing something was wrong, he quickly said: "Lin Yun, what's the matter with you, don't scare me..."

Huh!

Lin Yun's body was 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 partially 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 blowing in the air, Luo Hua caught Lin Yun, and then hugged Lin Yun to rise.

"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 so much."

Luo Hua looked at Lin Yun, her veil covering her face, even her eyes could not see. 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 diverge, 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 and flew out of her arm, holding the Thousand Thunder Sword in her left hand, and stretching out her right hand toward the other party.

"I listen to you."

Luo Hua stretched out her hand naturally, her hands clasped together tightly.

"Go!"

Lin Yun's long hair is hanging down, his pale face is slightly tired, but it is still difficult to conceal 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 sighed and stood up swayingly.

The moment they looked up, they all closed their mouths in surprise, and saw Lin Yun wearing a blue shirt, carrying a sword case on his back, holding the Thousand Thunder Sword in his left hand, and Luo Hua in white with his right hand.

One is incomparable, the other is immaculate, and the two of them seem to be a couple 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 gone?"

It's too sudden, just leave 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 hasn't left yet!

He got up and ran out quickly. This Feng Clan didn't dare to stay any longer.

Wow! Whoosh!

At the same time, two figures also 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 ended, 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, his expression sighed with emotion.

Before I came here, I would never have thought that this journey to take the sword would be so twists and turns, and I haven't even finished it yet.

Shenlong ghost three formations, nine deaths 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.

"Take a rest and leave."

Luo Hua 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 was more difficult than a great battle.

He barely stabilized his injury with the help of Nirvana Dan, and collapsed again, and his injuries continued to increase, and his current state was less than one-tenth of his peak.

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, he still has 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 uncomfortable." Elder Bai smiled, and his eyes fell on the Thousand Thunder Sword as he spoke. He endured for a moment, but still couldn't bear it. Live, whispered: "Well, the sword is not broken."

"It's not broken."

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

Divine Runes are different from Saint Runes. After the Saint Rune is destroyed, a profound master will need to make up for it, but the God Rune 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 said with a smile: "Fortunately, fortunately. I haven't 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 and had no objection to this arrangement.

Now that he holds the Thousand Thunder Sword in his hand, 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 by directly fighting the Celestial 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 list~IndoMTL.com~ are all defeated by Lin Yun, but they really want to let go of their cultivation.

Don't talk about Gongsun Yan, I'm afraid that Feng Xingyang and Zhao Yan will not be able to defeat Lin Yun. 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 said in a deep voice.

Lin Yun couldn't stand it for a long time after sinking into the Heavenly Soul Realm. 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...too hurry."

Elder Bai said in surprise.

"Brother Lin!"

"Brother Lin!"

At this moment, two figures walked quickly, 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.