The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 191: Not enough
Perhaps because Lin Yun grasped the complete sword intent and was recognized by Jian Lin.
The formation that contained great murder and sword intent, quietly disappeared, this place was like an ordinary bamboo forest.
However, to go to the bamboo building in front of me, I still can't be careless.
"Be careful."
"Hey, just wait for this sentence."
Li Wuyou is agile, hung on a hundred-foot-tall green bamboo, and swung a few vigorously. Like an ape, a few ups and downs floated into the small courtyard of the bamboo house with great lightness.
Leading the blood dragon horse and looking at the surrounding environment, Lin Yun walked slowly towards the small courtyard.
The yard is empty, except for the two simple stone platforms, there are only bamboo buildings built with water.
"This place is cold enough."
Li Wuyou strolled around, shaking his body, and sighed softly.
He beamed his eyes and searched around.
Not to mention the treasures of the world, there are not even a few weeds in this place, let alone any historical sites.
"Brother, I'll go take a look in this house."
Li Wuyou rolled his eyes, looked at Lin Yun who was touching the stone platform, and asked softly.
"Are you sure? This place is not allowed to live in, maybe the owner hasn't gone far."
"Impossible, this ghost place is terribly cold, who will live here for a long time. At most occasionally, I will go in. If you find something, don't blame me for giving it to you."
Li Wuyou was very carefree and went straight into the bamboo building.
He only hopes that this place, there used to be seniors who lived, and if you just leave something, it will be considered a great deal.
Lin Yun retracted his eyes and landed on the stone platform again.
The surface of the stone platform is painted with messy textures, and it is impossible to tell whether it is natural or blessed by later generations.
In this small courtyard, after looking around, Lin Yun came to the lake.
The cold lake is filled with hazy mist, and only the tip of the iceberg can be seen, and it is all shrouded in mist before going forward.
"It's a bit like a maze on the edge. I'm afraid I can't go deep into this cold lake, but I can be sure that there is evil in this place!"
The icy chill that pierced the heart made Lin Yun believe that there must be evil spirits.
However, unlike the Yin Shao at the bottom of the abyss in Yinfengjian, the Yin Shao in this place is completely sealed.
There is no trace of flaws, unlike the seal of Yinfengjian, which is too damaged.
As a result, Yinfengjian became a Jedi, the turbulent current was violent, and the basaltic realm fell into nine deaths.
After thinking for a while, Lin Yun returned to the two stone platforms again, and carefully observed for a while.
After a while, he keenly caught the slight gap between the two stone platforms.
"This one is obviously used frequently, the surface is much smoother..."
It seems that some people are here, using Yin Sha to practice.
Ice attribute cultivation methods can use Yin Sha, which has a multiplier effect.
The efficiency can be used, but it is far inferior to the Heaven-Swallowing Technique he practiced.
That is the power of swallowing, directly swallowing the power of Yin Sha, how much.
"I don't have a single hair. I don't know which old ghost lives in this place. I can really be poor..."
Li Wuyou, who was full of joy, walked out with a depressed look, disappointed.
Lin Yun said with a faint smile: "This bamboo forest is a treasure land. Although the formation is temporarily suspended, the sword intent contained in the green bamboo is still there. Practice swords here, and you will surely make rapid progress."
"Something makes sense, but how do we get out?"
Li Wuyou looked at the misty mist on the cold lake and frowned softly.
"No hurry."
Lin Yun is really not in a hurry, he just grasped the complete sword intent, he still needs to be firm.
"Does anyone live in this place?"
Li Wuyou asked with some guilty conscience.
Lin Yun didn't answer him, and walked straight into the bamboo forest, without saying a word, directly starting to practice.
How can we waste time in such a precious place.
Since he came out of the Azure Cloud Sect, he has not suffered such a big blow, and he has been forced to go to the world and desperately desperate.
He even humiliated him in public, and under countless eyes, he rushed to the cold indifference in his heart.
Whether it is for himself, for the blood dragon horse, or for Li Wuyou, he can't swallow this breath!
Wang Ning, Huangfu Jingxuan, Feng Haoyu, Mo Qingyun, Han Mo and Han Feng... all of them cannot be let go.
Strength, he urgently needs to enhance his strength now.
Clang!
The sword box on the back was placed heavily on the ground by him, and with one move, he held the burial sword in his hand.
Leiyin swordsmanship, strong wind!
With a flick of his wrist, the dense sword shadows suddenly rise like a storm. With the blessing of the complete sword intent, Lin Yun pierced ninety-nine-eighty-one swords in one breath.
When the sword shadows overlap, the ear-piercing thunder sounds tremble in all directions.
On Lin Yun, the wind was strong, smoke and dust billowed, and floating clouds stirred.
Not enough!
The eyes flickered, Lin Yun let out a long whistle, and stabbed nine swords in one breath.
Crush!
He urged the Purple Kite Sword Art to its extreme, and his sword intent was like a giant dragon overwhelming the river, shaking the mountain.
Boom!
The burial sword in his hand makes people dizzy quickly, and the field of vision is completely uncapable.
Nine thunder sounds, resounding at the same time, forming one.
The ground rumbling and shaking, the green bamboo swayed, swaying from side to side, the amplitude was staggering.
"My God..."
Li Wuyou in the courtyard was stunned, his complete sword intent was so terrifying.
Lin Yun's swordsmanship has a kind of frustration that can't be compared with the high mountain.
The most frightening thing is that the nine thunder sounds condensed, and Li Wuyou's mind buzzed and his five internal organs were agitated, and his blood was boiling.
It doesn't look like a congenital realm at all, and it is no longer a sword move that can be used.
Shaking his head, Li Wuyou said in a daze: "Before others said that Bai Lixuan killed the disciples of the Xuanwu realm in the realm of innate seven orifices. I still don't believe it..."
I can see Lin Yun's swordsmanship right now, and I have to believe it if I don't believe it.
The complete sword intent is so terrifying!
Leiyin swordsmanship, falling flowers!
Lin Yun, whose sword intent was surging like a river, suddenly stopped, and the wind stopped abruptly.
When Li Wuyou felt that Lin Yun was about to rest for a while.
His sword moved again.
The flower falls for a moment, and the flower falls only for a moment, and it is alive to death. Lin Yun with his sword, like a piece of withered falling flowers, is living toward death, looking for the peerless beauty of this moment.
This time it was not only the sword, but even Lin Yun who held the sword was almost out of sight.
"It's almost here again."
Li Wuyou raised his brows, keenly aware that with the deepening of swordsmanship, Lin Yun's swords and the people who held the swords became faster and faster.
Leiyin swordsmanship, Feixue!
Rise like clouds, like snow fluttering, clouds rising and snow flying.
In the bamboo forest, the chill suddenly dropped, and Lin Yun's sword intent spread out like a surging white cloud, constantly changing. The scattered sword lights, flying sword energy like snowflakes.
The sword in his hand, wrapped in the light of the sword flying like snow, rolled away.
There is both the agility of snow and the vastness of the sea of clouds. In the fast, there is a touch of spirituality.
With one sword coming out, the hundreds of zhang green bamboos in front of it all bend down.
When Lin Yun took a little closer, the green bamboo, full of resilience, containing the majestic sword intent, snapped back.
Boom!
Hundreds of green bamboos, swaying at the same time, with a continuous sword intent, swept towards Lin Yun.
"Chasing the moon!"
Lin Yun smiled slightly, and the fourth stroke of Leiyin's swordsmanship was displayed with his hands.
Get to the top, chase the stars month by month!
Under the blessing of sword intent, Lin Yun's figure slammed and disappeared. It was as if the stars and the moon were all left behind by him, waiting to show up again.
The sword intent of the green bamboo has been broken, and it has appeared hundreds of meters away.
"It broke open like this..."
Li Wuyou touched his chin, feeling incredible. With the strength of Lin Yun, the sword intent of hundreds of green bamboos is absolutely impossible to follow.
But at an unbelievable speed, he rushed forward abruptly and made a cut.
Shen Xiao!
The last style of Thunder Swordsmanship, the sound of the gods is like thunder, shaking the sky!
A whole set of Thunder Shadow Sword Techniques were cast, and the sword body of the Foil Burial Sword kept trembling. When the wind, flowers, snow, and moon came down, the sword body trembled to an unprecedented level.
Lin Yun waved smoothly, like a crane spreading its wings and an antelope hanging its horns, seemingly relaxing.
But when he swung it out, the trembling sword body erupted with a loud noise that was completely comparable to the thunder. It was like a burst of thunder, not in the sky, in his hands, rising out of thin air.
Boom!
The terrifying thunder sound, precipitating the reckless sword intent, exploded. Suddenly, it resounded everywhere, and the green bamboos burst every inch.
After Lin Yun took the sword, there was no green bamboo standing in a radius of one thousand meters, and all of them collapsed.
The sword intent contained in the green bamboo is stirring everywhere. A trace of ancient charm and boundless lines flickered on the ground, swallowing these terrifying sword intent silently.
If not, this sword intent will raid, and the entire bamboo forest will have to be destroyed.
"The sound of the gods is like thunder, shattering the sky, and the sword of thunder is finally complete."
Lin Yun let out a sigh of relief looking at the broken bamboos all over the floor.
He has already understood the true meaning of the last expression. It can be understood thoroughly, if there is no complete sword intent to suppress the trembling sword body, the thunder-like divine sound, it is not the clouds that shattered, but Lin Yun rushed to the people.
Li Wuyou came over in surprise, looking around, full of shock.
After a long time, he smiled bitterly: "The complete sword intent is really terrifying. I don't dare to get on you until I reach the Xuanwu Realm."
"Not enough."
Returning the sword to its sheath, Lin Yun said calmly.
Not enough?
Li Wuyou scratched his head, why is it not enough? It's already a bit terrifying.
He didn't know that Lin Yun already had a desire to kill Wang Ning at this moment.
There are Huangfu Jingxuan, Feng Haoyu, Han Mo and Han Feng, and he doesn't want to let them go.
"Someone is coming!"
"Where?"
Li Wuyou was shocked, and when he looked up, he saw the mist in the mist. A fishing boat, carrying an old man, came to the shore through the vast fog.
"Go over, you have to figure out what is going on in this place~ IndoMTL.com~ Lin Yun quickly stepped forward and walked towards the old man's bamboo house courtyard.
Li Wuyou looked embarrassed, gritted his teeth, and followed.
The old man walked around carrying the fish basket. Take off the hat and hang it on a bamboo pole, revealing a weather-beaten face.
Black and white hair, shaved beard, and an old headscarf tied to his forehead.
I saw Lin Yun and Li Wuyou, their expressions were not wavering, and there was no change. He glanced at Lin Yun faintly, looked at the marks on the eyebrows, paused and laughed at himself: "I am a sword slave, and stepped into my sword burial forest."
When the voice fell, he ignored the two and went straight to the bamboo building.
It's over...
Li Wushou wailed in his heart, and didn't dare to look.
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