The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 167: 1 windfall

The white fox's face smiled like a demon.

　　

　　 Yue Weiwei, who had already left, had never walked far, but followed Lin Yun secretly.

　　

The strength displayed by 　　 was deeply shocking and shuddering.

　　

　　 In the Qingyang realm, I am afraid that she was deliberately suppressing the cultivation base, and was injured by the prohibition in the tomb palace.

　　

　　If Lin Yun were here, maybe he wouldn't be too surprised.

　　

　　During the wind and wind, he wondered how Yue Weiwei possessed such a forbidden technique as the Heaven Swallowing Art.

　　

　　 Guessing the true identity of this woman is certainly not easy.

　　

　　 But obviously, Lin Yun in the sub-rudder of Mingguang Pavilion would definitely not know what happened in this North Point Square.

　　

　　 three days.

　　

　　 He is all cultivating in the Mingguang Pavilion, practicing innate martial arts, thundery swordsmanship.

　　

　　According to Tong Hu, there are five styles of this swordsmanship, namely, violent wind, falling flowers, flying snow, chasing the moon, and heaven. The lethality is terrible, and the comprehension requirements are quite high.

　　

　　 Even Lin Yun, for a long time, only mastered the first two styles, strong wind and falling flowers.

　　

　　The two great sword moves are powerful and windy. They have already been trained to the point of perfection. In one breath, ninety-nine-eighty-one swords can be swung, and the wind of the sword oscillates, overlapping and increasing, as if thunder's sound suddenly rises.

　　

　　This sword move is bold and aggressive, and its lethality is extremely terrifying.

　　

　　 is enough to fully demonstrate the strengths of Lin Yun and Ziyuan Sword Art.

　　

　　The Falling Fancy Style is slightly restrained, which is different from the external dominance of the Gale Style, and it pursues artistic conception. It seems poignant and weak, but once locked by the Qi machine, there is almost no possibility of dodge this move.

　　

　　 When the falling flower fades for a moment, it is either death or injury. It couldn't be better to be used as a killer.

　　

　　 In the first two styles, Lin Yun is proficient in mastering, so that he can send and receive freely and his sword moves with his heart.

　　

　　The following three styles, Feixue, Chasing the Moon, and Shenxiao, are the focus of Lin Yun's three days.

　　

　　The first four strokes of thunderyin swordsmanship, seemingly beautiful, quite elegant, not sharp. In fact, Lin Yun had already understood the true meaning of this sword technique.

　　

　　 Whether it's the wind roaring like thunder, or the moment of falling flowers, there is only one quick word in the true meaning.

　　

　　 attacked it, and it was so suffocating that he could only deal with it in a hurry, and was finally killed very unwillingly.

　　

　　Flying Snow and Chasing the Moon, on the basis of the previous two formulas, this true meaning is brought into full play.

　　

　　 For three days, Lin Yun has been practicing and comprehending the sword all the time.

　　

　　 No matter how strong the technique is, it is impossible to show its power without sword moves.

　　

　　 Mingguang Pavilion is divided into rudders, in a quiet training ground, Lin Yun is fighting with an organ puppet.

　　

　　 Lin Yun is no stranger to organ puppets.

　　

　　 There are many puppets in the organ hall in the Azure Cloud Sect for the disciples to practice.

　　

　　 The mechanism puppet in front of me is different.

　　

　　 is the sub-rudder of the entire Mingguang Pavilion, the only organ puppet with a half-step porch cultivation base. It is powerful and even possesses a spirituality not inferior to that of a monster.

　　

　　The whole body is made of special metal, which is made through thousands of destructions. Lin Yun could hardly leave a fatal wound on the puppet even with a peak blow.

　　

　　 After a few days, hold on for about half an hour, and then lose.

　　

　　 The defense of the puppet is too amazing, and it is inherently invincible.

　　

　　According to Ming Ye, even the half-step entrance elder of the sub-rudder, it is not easy to be able to hold on for half an hour.

　　

　　 stormy style!

　　

　　 Lin Yun flicked his wrist, and his sword power condensed into a sharp half-step sword intent. Ninety-nine-nine-eighty-one sword lights were pierced, and a violent storm raged, and waited until the sword shadows overlapped for a moment.

　　

　　 A thunder sound resounded loudly in this quiet training room.

　　

　　嗤嗤!

　　

　　His footsteps kept on, he stabbed three swords in succession, and each sword contained eighty-one sword shadows. It looks like there are only three swords, but in fact, there are hundreds of sword lights overlapping.

　　

　　 With a heavy sword, the foil burial sword stabbed the organ puppet fiercely, making three loud noises.

　　

　　 clang clang clang!

　　

　　The mechanism puppet, under this terrifying offensive, retreated more than ten steps in a row. On the surface of the body, the criss-crossing sword marks added several new marks.

　　

　　 Boom!

　　

　　 After the organ puppet stood firm, he launched a fierce counterattack, spun a circle in his hand, and picked it up fiercely.

　　

　　 In the blink of an eye, the cold sharp tip of the gun expanded infinitely in Lin Yun's field of vision.

　　

　　 Clang!

　　

　　 With a flick of the horizontal sword, Lin Yun's wrist trembled slightly and avoided.

　　

　　huhhuh!

　　

　　The spear came like a storm again, and the heavy spear light came to it.

　　

On the 　　 arena, there was a sonorous metal collision, and Lin Yun was forced backward step by step.

　　

　　 rustle!

　　

　　 At the entrance of the training room, a figure appeared quietly, it was Ming Ye, the young master of Mingguang Pavilion.

　　

　　 Looking at Lin Yun on the stage in the distance, Ming Ye smiled. For a few days, Lin Yun will challenge this organ puppet if he makes a little progress every day.

　　

　　 From the beginning, ten moves failed, and now it has been able to hold on for half an hour.

　　

　　 I wanted to go further, but I couldn’t do it.

　　

　　 Seeing that Lin Yun was about to lose, Ming Ye smiled slightly and walked forward, ready to tell the other party some news.

　　

　　 Boom!

　　

　　 But at this moment, Lin Yun's aura on the ring suddenly changed.

　　

　　 The organ puppet’s fierce offensive was obviously paused and stiffened a bit.

　　

　　 "It's cold, is it snowing?"

　　

　　In the huge training room, the chill dropped sharply, and the swordsmanship floating on the hazy ring, like white clouds surging in the sky, kept changing. The scattered sword glow, following the sword in Lin Yun's hand, flew like snowflakes.

　　

　　 rises up like clouds, like snow flutters, clouds rise and snow flies.

　　

　　Leiyin swordsmanship, third style, flying snow!

　　

　　 rumbling!

　　

　　 The sword in Lin Yun's hand, wrapped in the light of the sword flying like snow, rolled away like a sea of ​​changing clouds in the sky. The fierce sword moves, both the agility of snow and the vastness of the sea of ​​clouds, force the puppets to retreat and retreat.

　　

　　 "Huh?"

　　

　　 Ming Ye let out a whisper, his pupils widened, and the organ puppet was forced to retreat from the ring.

　　

　　 Could it be that Lin Yun, in just three days, could officially shoot down this puppet?

　　

　　Leiyin swordsmanship, chasing the moon, the peak of fast, chasing the stars by the month!

　　

　　Feixue forced the mechanism puppet back, Lin Yun gave a soft drink, and the long sword in his hand violently raised. People are like cranes, with a sword flying into the sky, reaching Ming Ye's eyes, unable to catch it.

　　

　　's field of vision still stayed at the place where Lin Yun originally stood, his real body, with the sword in his hand, slew in front of the organ puppet.

　　

　　 is like the stars and the moon, all left behind by him.

　　

　　 shook, the mechanism puppet left a deep sword mark on its body, and was shaken off the ground by this sword.

　　

　　嘭!

　　

　　 After it fell, it looked like a heavy mountain, shaking the ring to the ground.

　　

　　 Lin Yun looked around, only to see the puppet of the organ, and he was about to retreat from the ring in half a step.

　　

　　 couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile, then made a light leap and landed on the ground.

　　

　　In three days, I finally practiced the two styles of flying snow and chasing the moon, and the entire thundery sword technique barely reached the point of success.

　　

　　 only one last pose, Shenxiao, will be completed.

　　

　　God, the sword is in the sky, and the sound of the gods is like thunder... Lin Yun feels that he is still a little hotter.

　　

　　 In a short time, I am afraid it will be difficult to master.

　　

　　 The mastery he hopes for is not simply to display, but to be able to send and receive freely, which can be used in actual combat.

　　

　　"Congratulations to Brother Lin, this Thunder Swordsmanship takes another step forward."

　　

　　While Lin Yun wiped his sweat, Ming Ye stepped forward and smiled.

　　

　　 "You are polite, if you don't have an organ puppet like Brother Ming, you won't be able to progress so fast." Lin Yun returned his sword and replied with a smile.

　　

　　 "Don't bury me, what does it have to do with my puppet?"

　　

　　 Ming Ye cursed with a smile, and said solemnly: "I came here to tell you something."

　　

　　"The blood dragon horse has completely recovered?"

　　

　　"It's still a few days away, but it's because of another matter. This incident even shocked my father in this sect."

　　

　　 "Oh?"

　　

　　 Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, Ming Ye's father, also the master of Mingguang Pavilion.

　　

　　 can be regarded as Qingyang County, there are many big people, and the other party is alarmed by anything.

　　

　　 Ming Ye said sternly: "The two elders of the Xuanwu Realm, Jin Yanzong and the Blood Cloud Gate, came to inquire about the reality, and they all died in the North Point Square. Among them, there is your big enemy, who will kill you. Yan Teng of Ling."

　　

　　 Upon hearing this, Lin Yun's expression changed slightly.

　　

　　 "Isn't it your hands?"

　　

　　"No, with the strength of Mingguang Pavilion, unless my father personally takes action. Otherwise, it is difficult to really kill Yan Teng. If the strength is not much higher, the opponent desperately tries to escape, and he will not be able to catch it."

　　

　　"So what?"

　　

　　 "My father doubts if someone is protecting you in secret."

　　

　　 Lin Yun shook his head and said: "It shouldn't be. I am alone in this Qingyang County~IndoMTL.com~ and I have not made such a powerful helper."

　　

　　 In his mind, the girl with charming crescent eyes has appeared.

　　

　　 was quite surprised, if someone secretly shot, he could only think of Yue Weiwei.

　　

　　 However, when it comes to this woman, it is better not to show it in front of Ming Ye.

　　

　　"This is weird, haha, but it's always a good thing. Two elders of the basalt realm died in each case. If you want to fight back, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult."

　　

　　 Ming Ye didn't study too much, and a smile appeared on his face again.

　　

　　 "By the way, this is for you."

　　

　　 Thinking of something, Ming Ye smiled and handed Lin Yun a heavy storage bag.

　　

　　 Lin Yun took it curiously and checked it a little bit, only to see that the densely packed inside were all Xiantian Dan!

　　

The number of 　　 is huge, and it is hard to count it in the blink of an eye.