The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1439: Good idea

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You're still a young man if you're not angry!

Lin Yun struck out with a punch, Jin Xuanyi flew upside down 100 meters, and fell directly to the ground.

The people watching these pictures were dumbfounded, and all of them were dumbfounded. They thought Lin Yun was going to lose.

After all, after Jin Xuanyi sacrificed all his cultivation bases, those powers were too amazing, and Lin Yun's five thousand purple-gold dragon patterns were directly blasted with just one punch.

It can be said that it was a shocking stone, Lin Yun approached the invincible body of his peers, and the myth of invincibility immediately collapsed in the face of absolute power.

In the depths of everyone's hearts, it caused a great impact.

But who can think of it!

Who would have thought that Lin Yun directly returned the color with a punch and Jin Xuanyi knelt on the spot.

In this competition of cultivation base, who is strong and who is weak can be distinguished at a glance.

Everyone didn't draw their swords, nor did they offer star signs, Jin Xuanyi's plan to crush Lin Yun was completely defeated.

Ji Shuxuan looked back at this scene, and was shocked?

What the **** is this?

With the same punch, Lin Yun, who was a two-star Celestial Pill, actually severely injured Jin Xuanyi, completely subverting his common sense.

Huh!

I couldn't help but think about it. After Lin Yun blasted Jin Xuan Yi with a fist, his figure was like electricity, and he rushed towards the 9th-Rank Qinglian.

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with scorching heat, even if there is no Dragon Blood Profound Crystal at the top of the list, the Ninth-Rank Qinglian alone is worth a fight.

"Go faster."

Lin Yun's face is solemn, and his thoughts are like electricity.

Although Jin Xuanyi was severely injured, it was not without the power of a battle. He waited until he recovered to grab the Ninth-Rank Qinglian.

"Don't think about it!"

Ji Shuxuan looked at Lin Yun's abacus, his sword power exploded, his eyes overflowing with fire, speeding up his breakthrough of Qinglian sword power.

The nine-pin Qinglian square is surrounded by countless golden threads. It is quite dangerous to want to break in.

This is Qinglian's self-protection. If she is not strong enough, she will be cut into pieces by silk thread as soon as she steps in.

The range of the silk thread is about one kilometer. For Lin Yun and others, this distance should have passed in a flash.

But it is extremely troublesome right now, both Lin Yun and Ji Shuxuan seem to be quite cautious.

"It seems a bit too late."

Lin Yun's footsteps paused slightly. He glanced at it. Ji Shuxuan was holding the holy sword. In the space where the silk thread was entwined, he had reached a distance of nearly 800 meters.

He has the Chixiao Sword Art in his arms, and the sword in his hand is also quite sharp, I'm afraid the grade is not low.

Lin Yun pondered for a moment, and he would not be able to catch up if he didn't want to do anything. He was still more than 700 meters away from the nine-grade Qinglian.

The other party only has more than 100 meters left, both

The gap is a bit too much.

Lin Yun condensed his sword intent as much as possible, then climbed his cultivation base to the limit, and then blasted out with a punch.

Boom!

The silk thread didn't move in the void, but jumped tighter.

Next, Lin Yun tried several times with vigor and nether power respectively, and found that there was not much effect.

During the time he tried, Ji Shuxuan was less than ten meters away from the 9th-grade Qinglian.

Ji Shuxuan looked back at Lin Yun's distance, was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.

Puff!

Not far away, Jin Xuanyi, who was kneeling on one knee on the water, vomited blood again, and his complexion was much better.

He looked up and saw that Ji Shuxuan was about to get the 9th-grade Qinglian, and he was a little relieved.

As long as Ji Shuxuan takes the 9th grade Qinglian, there is still nothing wrong with that time. He believes in Ji Shuxuan's character. The opponent will definitely wait for a fair fight after he gets better, for no reason, because he will do the same.

"No chance."

In the distance, Mu Qingqing, who was watching this scene from the Guanxiantai, whispered.

"Wait a minute."

Mu Xueqin calmly said, Lin Yun has given her too many surprises, not bad this time.

Besides, Lin Yun obviously stopped deliberately. He was trying something that should soon have results.

At the center of Xianhu Lake, Ji Shuxuan glanced at Lin Yun, then turned around and continued to cut the golden thread.

Silk thread is hard to wind like silk, but luckily only the last few meters are left.

But as soon as he turned his head, Lin Yun nodded, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

These silk threads can only be cut off by sword intent. I guess it is correct. Other powers are of no benefit, and they will even be absorbed by silk threads to solidify oneself.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun had a decision in his heart, and when he reached out, the funeral flower was shot out by the sword box behind him.

Without any hesitation, Lin Yun injected Shenxiao's sword intent into the funeral flower, and he unsheathed his sword.

Seeing a flash of golden light, all the silk threads in front of Lin Yun were easily cut in half like hair, and then fell weakly.

Lin Yun lost the obstacle of the golden thread, this distance didn't even need a blink of an eye.

Huh!

Before Ji Shuxuan turned his head, Lin Yun was still hundreds of meters away. The moment he turned his head, his gaze fell on the 9th-rank Qinglian, a figure rushed over with his sword and sheath.

Then stretched out his hand and shook it lightly, holding the nine-pin Qinglian in his palm. It wasn't Lin Yun or who it was!

The smile on Ji Shuxuan's face instantly froze, and he muttered: "What's the matter?"

He quickly looked back and saw that Lin Yun, who was still trying 800 meters away, only had the afterimage still left.

Gone?

Ji Shuxuan frowned fiercely, and when he looked back, the figure that had just been there was no longer there.

Illusions?

Ji Shuxuan was stunned and had to look back again, and found that only the location of the afterimage was left, Lin Yun reappeared.

The only difference is that there is a green lotus in Lin Yun's palm, with nine colors of mysterious light lingering, and there is a golden sword flower in the heart of the lotus. The fragrance of the flower is attractive, just like a goddess.

Damn it?

Ji Shuxuan's brain is blank, completely incomprehensible.

He couldn't understand, but other people could see clearly, the seemingly hard thread.

After Lin Yun drew his sword, one after another broke, Ji Shuxuan's advantage in distance immediately disappeared, Lin Yun held the 9th-Rank Qinglian in his hand in a flash, and then returned calmly.

After the brief silence on Guanxian Lake passed, I immediately remembered the exclamation in films.

That's OK?

One punch made Jin Xuanyi kneel down, and then he grabbed the 9th-Rank Qinglian in Ji Shuxuan's hands, and felt that the Gemini star was completely overshadowed in front of Lin Yun.

This is too exaggerated!

Amidst the involuntary exclamations of everyone, there was an inconceivable shock in the eyes.

Ji Shuxuan's face was pale, he hurried back, his eyes fixed on Lin Yun.

Swipe!

A golden light whizzed past, and Jin Xuanyi appeared, his face also very ugly.

Jin Xuanyi took a deep breath and looked at Lin Yun with a deep breath: "Hand over the Qinglian. Brother Ji and I will each compensate you for an eighth-grade Qinglian. You have no chance to draw the sword at the same time. "

His tone was softer than before, and he even offered compensation.

Apparently, that punch just now made him know what it means to be a young man, and he didn't dare to have any arrogance anymore.

"You don't have ghost-level swordsmanship. We fought with you, and we were also controlled everywhere. Brother Jin fought with you before, and has not drawn the sword. This is also the concern. Everyone does not want to take you too much." Ji Shuxuan tried his best. Keep calm and reason with Lin Yun.

"So...Did I draw my sword?"

Lin Yun smiled and said softly.

This...the two were speechless, before they fought, Lin Yun did not draw his sword.

In the final competition, he was obviously better.

Lin Yun looked at the two of them, and muttered: "I believe that the character of the two seniors is really modest to me, but I did not practice ghost-level swordsmanship. This is the teacher's opinion. But it does not represent , My swordsmanship can’t compete with ghost-level swordsmanship, and the two seniors don’t have to say much. If you want this ninth-grade Qinglian, use the sword in your hands to prove that you really have this qualification."

Jin Xuanyi and Ji Shuxuan, with awe-inspiring expressions, were surprised by Lin Yun's words.

He is going to challenge two people at the same time?

"I am alone enough to defeat you!"

Jin Xuanyi's eyes flashed with sharp edges, and he stretched out his hand to hold it, and a holy sword popped out of the sword box behind him.

Chang!

The moment the holy sword was unsheathed, his figure flashed, and he instantly slammed in front of Lin Yun. At the same time, a scroll quickly unfolded behind him. In the painting, a golden figure with a crown on his head was a portrait of an ancient king.

After a while, the figure in the painting rushed out, reaching a height of one hundred meters, and the power of the king swept the world.

Go!

At this moment, whether Jin Xuanyi's astrology, sword art, or cultivation base, he has no reservations in front of Lin Yun.

All his pride was taken off, and he only asked for a battle to wash away the shame he had just received.

Ji Shuxuan hesitated for a moment, but after all, he didn't make a move.

Boom!

Lin Yun did not rush, unfolding his own astrology, and three scrolls appeared at the same time.

? Snake, Qiongqi, Candle Dragon!

The moment the three large scrolls unfolded one by one, they immediately blocked the pressure of Jin Xuanyi's astrology, and even a little stronger.

Lin Yun held the sword in his left hand, the sword was not unsheathed, his body swayed like a green pine in the wind, and then his left hand was raised.

Clang!

The scabbard blocked the opponent's holy sword, making a heavy loud noise, steadily blocking the opponent's blow.

"Look at me?"

The anger flashed in Jin Xuanyi's eyes, and Lin Yun was really pretending to be like this.

His wrist shook fiercely, and the shadow of the sword overwhelmed the sky like a starry sky storm.

Lin Yun is holding the flower in his right hand, and the scabbard in his left hand. The soul of the sword is blooming between the eyebrows, his left hand swings at will, and his footsteps move backward.

Purple Mansion~IndoMTL.com~ The Dragon and Phoenix Ding with ancient characters, floating on the collapsed sea of ​​stars.

Lin Yun's body is full of star power that is so majestic that it is about to explode. He uses the Nether to palm the Dragon Phoenix, and the two sword tactics overlap, and a random blow contains power that is not weaker than the opponent. :

He seemed to be swinging carelessly, every time he was just right, spotting the flaws in the opponent's sword.

The weird picture appeared, no matter how violent Jin Xuanyi's sword light, Lin Yun easily resolved it.

Chang!

In the light and shadow of the sky, Jin Xuanyi suddenly changed his skills, took the sword and stabbed again, not killing Lin Yun's vitals. His wrist shook, the sky full of sword intent overlapped on the sword body, a stab, directly pointed towards Lin Yun's wrist.

That is his right hand, holding Qinglian, unable to draw a sword.

Interesting!

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with light, and he smiled slightly, his wrist violently lifted, and Qinglian Sword Flower rose from his palm.

As soon as the Qinglian sword flower flew up, Lin Yun held the hilt in his right hand, and the sword was unsheathed. The funeral flower released a dazzling sword light, and instantly bounced the opponent's holy sword.

Wow!

His toes are lightly on the surface of the water, his long sleeves are like clouds, his green shirt is like a waterfall, and his body rotates in a circle between the planes.

During the rotation, the sword power accumulated on the body crazily.

Boom!

When he returned to his right, the top of the scabbard just hit Jin Xuanyi's chest.

Puff!

The other party snorted, and was directly shocked to fly out, landing beside Ji Shuxuan to stabilize his body.

Jin Xuanyi looked up and saw that the Ninth-Rank Qinglian sword flower that had just soared up was just right on top of the scabbard.

"Good idea, but a pity...I am faster than you."

Lin Yun glanced over the petals, looked at the other party and raised his eyes and smiled.

Ji Shuxuan and Jin Xuanyi, but they couldn't laugh anyway, they were staring at them with horror, cold sweat on their backs.