The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1376: 300 years without seeing the white dragon

Chapter 1376

I have a good temper, you shouldn't regret it?

As soon as this statement came out, the tens of thousands of people in the assessment square showed a strange look.

Believe you to blame!

These words sound like a threat. Think about the fate of the descendants of the seven great saints. You have to regret that it is worse than them.

Everyone understands the subtext in the words.

"Xiahou, stop playing..."

Bai Zhanli was a little flustered, and whispered beside Xia Houyun.

Originally, Xia Houyun had a Bodhi seed, and Bai Zhanli had absolute confidence in him, and you could see the smile on Lin Yun's face.

I don't know why, but my heart is instantly lost.

Xia Houyun didn't pay attention at all, and looked at Lin Yun and said: "Huh, I haven't said if you lose, what will happen?"

"It's okay, just tell me, I will definitely not lose."

Lin Yun said lightly.

This guy is crazy enough!

Xia Houyun complained a few words in his heart, and a chill flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "It's very simple, if you lose, don't enter the Sword Sect. My Bodhi is not that easy to handle!"

Wow!

Everyone exclaimed, this is really big, Xia Houyun seems to have come prepared.

Furthermore, the Bodhi child is a treasure of discernment and wisdom, which increases understanding. If his understanding is not bad, and with this blessing, Lin Yun may not be able to win him.

Ye Ziling's eyes flashed with a different color, and he whispered: "Junior Brother Lin, this bet is too big, don't play with him."

Once you lose, you will not enter the sword sect.

Not only to Lin Yun, but to Ye Ziling, it is also unacceptable to her.

"Lin Yun, don't tell me you can't afford to play!"

The corner of Xia Houyun's mouth sneered, and sneered: "If you can't afford to play, you can just say one thing, Xia Houjue is better to bury the playboy."

Lin Yun raised his head and glanced at each other, and said faintly: "I'm afraid you can't afford to lose!"

"Joke!"

Xiahouyun said coldly: "My Xiahou family, there is nothing I can't afford to lose! A bodhi child, it is not that important to the saint family. It is you, who came to Kunlun for a year, if so If you can’t enter the Sword Sect, you have to regret that you want to cry."

Bai Zhan pulled away from the corner of his mouth, this Xia Houyun really knows how to pretend.

Bodhi is the treasure!

If he remembered correctly, the saint of the Xiahou family bestowed Xiahoujue, and the huge Xiahou family only had this Bodhi child.

This thing is rare, and their White Sage family also has treasures to increase understanding, but there is nothing that can compare with the Bodhi in the hands of the other party.

Bodhi cultivating Taoming|Wise heart!

Not only can it increase the roots of wisdom, but it can also subdue the demons of the heart, and if the strength is enough, it can be refined in their own body.

The benefits are amazing.

"You come first."

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and motioned for the other party to take the stage first.

Xia Houyun smiled and said faintly: "You go first, let me see how high you can jump, and I will slap you down again. You probably haven't tasted this kind of taste yet!"

Ye Ziling and others of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, anger flashed in their eyes, this guy is really arrogant.

"Are you sure?"

Lin Yun thought for a while and said softly.

"I'm naturally sure, it's you who will lose anyway!"

Xia Houyun is bold and arrogant.

He has a clear mind, you are crazy, then I Xia Houyun is even more crazy than you.

"I'm just afraid you won't even have a chance to shoot."

Lin Yun didn't say much, and walked directly to the stage.

"Xiahou, you really have a big game this time!"

Bai Zhanli looked at Lin Yun's back, his complexion a little unpleasant, and he muttered: "That Bodhi is a treasure. If you lose, the saint in your family will definitely be angry."

Xia Houyun calmly said with a soft smile: "Do you think I will lose?"

Without waiting for Bai Zhanli's answer, Xia Houyun said faintly: "It's impossible, he wants to pursue great swordsmanship, at most five swords. Guess how many swords I have now?"

"Ten swords?"

Bai Zhanli's uncertain way.

Xia Houyun said lightly: "Twelve Swords."

Bai Zhanli opened his mouth in shock. This is incredible. Bodhi’s wisdom effect is terrible.

Twelve swords!

In two days' time, Xia Houyun actually mastered all this high-grade swordsmanship.

Xia Houyun's eyes flashed dazzlingly, very satisfied with Bai Zhanli's expression at the moment, and Lin Yun's expression will only be more exciting than him in a short time.

"Let him jump first. The higher he jumps, the harder he falls. I don't think he can enter the Sword Sect anymore, so he will come out with a smile!"

Xia Houyun smiled and looked extremely confident.

Bai Zhanli glanced at Xia Houyun, and secretly said in his heart, this guy has something, really bold.

I learned all the twelve swords, and I can't think of how I would lose.

Thinking about this, Bai Zhan looked away from the stage and couldn't help but sympathize with Lin Yun.

"The first sword, the sea of ​​clouds is boundless!"

On the fairly wide battlefield, Lin Yun held the burial flower in his hand and displayed the first sword of the Tianshui sword technique.

Sword aura spreads from the burial foil, seven or forty-nine sword intents spread out like a sea of ​​clouds in the blink of an eye.

The artistic conception in the sword is almost flawless.

But Lin Yun's movements are too slow, this sword is so slow that makes people puzzled.

When the people of Zhengdao were a little puzzled, Lin Yun held the burial flower in his hand and flirted with his backhand. All forty-nine sword auras were dissipated, like a mist.

In an instant, clouds and mist were lingering, and in the depths of Lin Yun, it was like a fairy walking in a sea of ​​clouds.

"This..."

The people on the assessment square were all stunned. This sword was actually cultivated directly by Lin Yun to the highest level of consummation.

Bai Zhanli's eyes turned completely straight. This guy is really a monster!

The second sword, Tianshui Wenyue!

The clouds and mist dispersed, the boundless lake water was clear and clear, and the moon was high in the water. Lin Yun asked the moon with his sword, and the dust was indescribable.

It is the peak of consummation again!

This sword is still the realm of peak consummation.

The third sword, Tianxin picks the moon!

Lin Yunren pointed at Mingyue's Foil Burial Sword in the middle of the lake and lightly picked it.

Wow!

Yuanyue was like a slippery glutinous rice ball in the water, which was directly picked out by this sword. In an instant, the boundless night covered the sky, and a bright moon gradually rose.

Boom!

The sword on Lin Yun's body skyrocketed out of thin air, and an edge went straight into the sky.

"Hua Jing!"

The old man in charge of the assessment was dumbfounded, and almost fell off his chin.

Huajing is really the legendary one.

In just two days, Lin Yun had cultivated this third sword to the legendary transformation realm, completely unimaginable, and the old man trembled all over.

What a terrifying talent this is, it is so terrifying that it is unimaginable.

"I..."

Xia Houyun's mouth was dry, his expression on his face was completely frozen, and he tried to squeeze out a silky smile and said: "There are only three swords, I still have a chance."

In his estimation, Lin Yun, no matter how defying the sky, can at most cultivate the first three swords to great success.

It's terrifying, and it's extremely dangerous.

Compared with the twelve swords he has mastered, it is still not worth mentioning, he will definitely lose.

Although the third sword was cultivated to the realm by Lin Yun, it was beyond his expectation, but if nothing more, he would eventually win Xia Houyun

The fourth sword, the sword rises to the depths!

The fifth sword, the sky is boundless!

The sixth sword, Tianxin is long!

The seventh sword, above the clouds!

But the next scenes completely broke Xia Houyun's illusion, Lin Yun on the stage, the speed of swordsmanship was getting faster and faster.

It is so dizzying and dazzling, all kinds of artistic conceptions are flourishing on him, overlapping and overlapping.

With just a few blinks of an eye, Lin Yun took a breath and used eleven swords continuously.

And every sword is a transformation!

"The Twelfth Sword, the water of the river comes up from the sky!"

Lin Yun waved a sword in the middle of the lake, and a majestic vision bloomed in an instant. In the bright moon that day, there was also a figure waving a dazzling sword light.

Wow!

Two silhouettes overlap, two sword lights are connected, a Tianhe, born out of the sky, boundless and dazzling.

Lin Yun stepped back and erected the sword in front of his chest. This set of swordsmanship is considered to be completed.

But everyone was far from seeing enough, still immersed in the wonderful mood released by Lin Yun's swordsmanship.

"This is the Heavenly Water Sword Technique!"

"My God, Lin Yun is really a god, and he has cultivated the Tianshui sword technique to the realm in only two days."

"I seem to have seen it, the new legend of Jianzong is born!"

"The Sword Sect has been silent for too long. After the sword shocked the sky, it has been too long since there has been a legend."

"But...Why hasn't Lin Yun finished yet?"

In the assessment square, various exclamations continued.

At this moment, Lin Yun, who had already put the sword in his chest, moved again.

Wow!

When he moved, twelve afterimages immediately burst out of him.

A sword was cast out for each afterimage, and the Twelve Swords of Tianshui were displayed during this breath, and it was almost impossible to see clearly.

It's not over yet!

The twelve afterimages were separated again and turned into thirty-six afterimages, displaying three completely different Tianshui sword techniques.

Between the world and the earth, there are suddenly many visions, and countless sword shadows, crisscrossing and dazzling.

Thirty-six artistic conceptions and thirty-six visions bloom almost simultaneously.

Boom!

When all the afterimages overlapped, Lin Yun's sword surged, and a light of the Holy Spirit bloomed on him.

Immediately afterwards, Long Yin roared, and Long Wei covered the sky.

A dragon's shadow burst out of Lin Yun's body. It was the Holy Spirit of Tianshui Sword Art. It was a flawless white dragon.

It's exploded!

The atmosphere of the assessment square exploded in an instant, and everyone looked at the scalp numb, and almost knelt down.

"Three hundred years! The water of the big river comes up from the sky~IndoMTL.com~Three hundred years without seeing the white dragon!"

The gray-clothed elder who was in charge of the assessment had his eyes wet. The Tianshui swordsmanship has not been able to sacrifice the Holy Spirit for 300 years.

Lin Yun touched Bailong's head with a smile in his eyes. It seemed that his guess was correct.

Only by mastering thirty-six kinds of artistic conceptions, can you sacrifice the true holy spirit of Tianshui sword technique.

"Sure enough."

Ye Ziling and Zhao Yan looked at each other, and both saw shock from each other's eyes.

The two of them have long discovered that this sword technique is a bit weird, and they have been unable to figure out where the weirdness is, but now they finally understand.

Wow!

Lin Yun collected his sword and returned to its sheath, jumped off the stage, looked at Xia Houyun and said: "Little brother, start your performance."

Xia Houyun woke up like a dream, his face flushed with embarrassment to the extreme.

How to play!

This is not a game at all. The two practiced the same set of swordsmanship. He is no different from the Joker now.

It's embarrassing to go up again, and I can't wait to find a place to drill in.

"Hahaha, Xiahouyun, go up, don't be persuaded!"

"I heard, you just said, let Lin Yun jump a little higher, and then slap him down again, don't be bothered!"

"Xiahouyun, come one!"

After a while, there was cheerful laughter in the assessment square, and everyone laughed.

Xia Houyun's face was flushed, she couldn't say a word at all, and he stammered after a long time: "I...I have a stomachache, go to the hut and come again."

Puff!

The whole audience laughed and wanted to escape from shit, which would be too embarrassing.

But don't say it, seeing his face flushed and feeling extremely uncomfortable, maybe he really wants that.

Lin Yun stepped forward to block his way, and laughed softly: "You can go to the cottage, but Bodhi will stay first."