The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 2367: The rumor is true

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After Lin Yun finished his toast, Sword Master Daoxuan began to toast one by one, and the headmasters of the top ten holy lands of swordsmanship all made a round of toasts.

As for the other sword masters, it is really impossible to pay respects one by one, so we can only pay respects together.

After completing the etiquette part, Dao Xuan looked at Lin Yun, and said with a smile: "Today is a rare opportunity, the holy place of swordsmanship in the world, and the great sword masters with names and surnames have gathered here, and we will also discuss swords How?"

Lin Yun smiled and said, "Yes."

Sword Master Daoxuan stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile: "It is said that you want to ask the world about swords, and the protagonist of today's sword discussion must be you, Mr. Buried Playboy, so you can decide the rules. "

Since it's about swordsmanship, fighting is inevitable.

There are all Lin Yun's grandparents present, even grandparents, no matter how the rules are set, it is not appropriate, so let Lin Yun decide by himself.

Lin Yun glanced at Sifang and said with a smile: "Recently there have been many rumors that I refined the celestial keel..."

As soon as these words came out, all the sword cultivators in Tianjue Dojo held their breaths and looked over involuntarily, especially the group of Buddhist sword cultivators in Tianlong Temple.

Lin Yun paused, and said with a smile: "Let me declare that this is not a rumor, so when we discuss swords later, please don't be merciful because you think you are older than me."

The whole audience of sword repairers gasped for a mouthful of tomatoes, only to find it rather strange, this kid is playing tricks.

I thought you didn't refine the celestial keel, but you came to refute the rumors. After working for a long time, you really refined it.

Lin Yun glanced around and said with a smile: "So there are no rules. If you can't beat me to death, I will beat me to death. The dragon bone resists beating."

The sword cultivators present were startled when they heard the words, and then laughed.

This Lin Yun is really not an ordinary madman.

The sword master Daoxuan was stunned when he heard Lin Yun's rules, because there were no rules.

"Bury the Playboy."

When he was in a daze, Jian Jue, Yu Qingfeng's youngest disciple, stood up straight away and looked at Lin Yun with a smile.

Jian Jue got up and said: "Ten years ago, I had the cultivation level of the Great Sage. Since there are no rules, there is no limit to the cultivation level. How about we fight directly?"

Sifang Jianxiu's eyes lit up immediately.

Jianjue's name is known to everyone in the Dragon Empire, and he has been invincible among his peers many years ago.

A genius who has never been born in Tianjue City for thousands of years!

Although he is more than seventy years old, in the eyes of all the thousand-year-old headmasters, he is still a junior swordsman.

Jianjue is a touchstone, if Lin Yun can't even beat Jianjue, it means he hasn't reached the point of asking swords all over the world.

"Just what I want."

Lin Yunfei jumped up and landed directly in the empty space in the center of Tianjue Dojo, looking at Jianjue calmly.

"Be careful."

Jian Jue nodded after Daoxuan Sword Saint gave an order, and came to the center of the dojo in a flash.

The two looked at each other, their spirits collided, and their sword intent spread all over every corner to confront each other.

After a while, Jian Jue felt something was wrong.

His sword intent has reached its peak, but the opponent is still calm and smiling, as unpredictable as an abyss.

Can't wait!

Jian Jue looked at Lin Yun and said, "I'm offended!"

He was not probing, the sword intent on his body exploded like a volcano, all the swords on the Tianjue Dojo buzzed, and his sword power reached its peak in the blink of an eye.

It is the eighth grade Haoyang Sword Intent, but it is far more than that, he also mastered the Sun Sacred Way.

The perfect fusion of the eighth-rank Sun Will and the eighth-rank Haoyang Sword Intent has reached the point where it is comparable to the ninth-rank Sword Intent, and even surpasses it.

Jianjue drew a sword with his backhand, and raised his hand to perform Tianjue City's famous Sun Sword Technique, which was handed down by Yu Qingfeng himself.

This sword technique has a great reputation and ranks among the top three in Kunlun. Even in the Emperor Realm, it may not be able to display the full power of the sword technique.

Jian Jue waved the sword, the dazzling sword light pierced people's eyes, and the whole dojo was covered with a layer of gorgeous light.

Many headmasters in the Holy Land of Sword Dao nodded secretly. This sword is definitely worthy of the title of a genius who will not be born in a thousand years, and he will be able to take over Tianjue City in a hundred years.

Lin Yun frowned slightly, is it my illusion?

Seems a bit weak?

Jian Jue's move was extremely fast, Lin Yun was slightly distracted, and it was hard to avoid this sword.

Shua!

Lin Yun forcibly dodged, and the sword passed close to his face, cutting off several strands of blue hair, and there was even a bloodstain on his face.

Dao Xuan smiled and stroked his beard.

"Be careful, my sword is fast, this is just the beginning."

Jianjue succeeded in one blow, and laughed, and the Sun Sword Art was cast at a faster speed.

Swish Swish Swish!

He got the sword really fast, and it changed a lot. Every sword has countless phantoms, and the trajectory of every phantom is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

In an instant, Jian Jue unleashed hundreds of swords, causing all the monks to exclaim.

What's even more frightening is that his Sun Sword Domain unfolded, like a solar oven spouting majestic and vast solar flames.

In the depths, it is difficult for people to move an inch, and their movement skills are greatly restricted.

"It doesn't seem to be an illusion."

Lin Yun muttered something in his heart, then stretched out his hand and pushed forward.

Regardless of the opponent's various changes, Lin Yun just pushed, rumbled, under this push, it was like a picture scroll was torn from it.

The majestic power surged towards him, and Jian Jue felt a huge wave pushing him back non-stop. In front of this huge wave, his sword was as insignificant as a boat.

Plop!

Jian Jue flew upside down and looked forward in astonishment after landing.

Lin Yunfeng smiled lightly and said: "My sword has passed the realm of fast and slow, and there is no difference between fast and slow."

This is the esoteric meaning of swordsmanship realized by Lin Yun after comprehending the holy way of Taiji. A fast sword can kill, and a slow sword can also kill.

And Jian Jue is still proud of his fast sword. The two have almost the same cultivation level, but their understanding of the sword is very different.

"Are you kidding me again? I haven't done my best..."

Jian Jue was naturally unconvinced, and wanted to fight again after getting up.

"There is no difference."

Lin Yun said something lazily, then raised his hand, and Jian Jue, who had just been sent back, was pulled back again.

Jian Jue held his breath in his heart, and after thinking about approaching, he broke free and killed Lin Yun by surprise.

Lin Yun seemed to see through what was going on in his mind, he tore it down in half, and pushed it back.

Therefore, the sword cultivator present saw an extremely astonishing scene.

Jian Jue's body was in mid-air, pulling back and forth with Lin Yun's hand, explaining what it means to play between the palms.

The faces of the disciples of Tianjue City's lineage immediately turned dark.

What kind of sword is this talking about?

Jian Jingtian couldn't help laughing, he is also a junior, the gap is a bit big.

Ye Guhan hurriedly scolded: "Lin Yun, what a shame you are, let him go quickly."

"Oh."

As soon as Lin Yun let go, his majestic sword intent all over the center of the dojo disappeared, and Jian Jue was blasted back with a bang.

All the disciples of Tianjue City stared at Lin Yun angrily, each and every one of them was very angry.

Dao Xuan's face turned black, he asked you to discuss swords, not to play ball, you play.

"Since there are no rules, let's bury the dude, how about we do a few tricks?"

People from the Sword Emperor's lineage in Tianjue City couldn't sit still anymore, an older middle-aged man stood out from the crowd.

It is Jian Jue's senior brother Chu Liang, a veteran sword master whose cultivation is at the peak of the Great Sage Boundless Realm.

"I'm over 800 years old, and it's considered an advantage to fight against my little brother, but since your Excellency has refined the dragon bone, it's not considered bullying."

As soon as Chu Liang came up, he reported his family name and looked at Lin Yun sullenly.

Lin Yun said with a smile: "Of course it doesn't count. I said it earlier. If I can't be beaten to death, I will beat me to death. Tianlong bone is very resistant to beating."

"Offended!"

As soon as Chu Liang made a move, he burst out with immeasurable cultivation, and the number of holy rules lingering behind him was dazzling.

His cultivation is profound, far from that of an ordinary great sage, and he is also Yu Qingfeng's apprentice, and his talent in swordsmanship is definitely not weak.

Lin Yun raised his hand and pushed forward.

Hey, it seems that I can't push it.

This Chu Liang's cultivation base is too strong, a whole realm higher than Lin Yun's, and he can't shake the opponent with just Tianhuang sword intent.

Furthermore, the other party is older, and his cultivation base can be said to be extremely stable, even the space around him is as solid as a mountain.

Seeing that Lin Yun wanted to repeat the old tricks, and also used the means of playing with Jianjue on him, Chu Liang immediately exploded.

"Burning Dude, don't deceive me too much, you treat me like a sword emperor, I'm a cat and a dog, you can do whatever you want!"

Chu Liang was furious, he didn't hold back any means, rumbled, he walked forward, the sword on his body soared and continued to rise.

Lin Yun was taken aback by his violent temper, and said with a smile: "Misunderstanding, I will try it. Don't worry, I will try again."

Lin Yun immediately activated the body of the Heavenly Dragon God, his thoughts moved slightly, and the astrology of the Innate Canglong Supreme spoke accordingly, and opened his eyes in the boundless starry sky.

"You are courting death!"

When Chu Liang heard that he really wanted to try it, he was completely anxious. He jumped up into the air and said angrily, "Do you really think I'm a cat or a dog?"

But the moment the words fell, Lin Yun's hand pushed over again, and the might of the dragon merged with the sword intent.

Boom!

The people from Chu Liang were hit hard in the air, as if they had hit the Tianshen Mountain, and were bounced back directly.

"Come back!"

The moment the opponent hit the ground, Lin Yun sacrificed the Canglong's Grip, and stretched out his hand to lift it violently.

Chu Liang dodged between the lightning and flint, but he exploded on the spot, and a terrible black hole appeared in the void.

At this moment, everyone was frightened, and their faces looked extremely shocked.

"Something good."

Lin Yun smiled, and then stretched out his hand to slide. His speed was very slow, but his sword intent flowed like an invisible and vast river.

Wow!

The so-called running water does not compete for the first place, but the competition is for eloquence.

After the unimaginably thick and unimaginable Tianhuang sword intent merged with the power of Tianlong, it was like a roaring river and roaring waves, and it was like a roaring sky dragon, rolling towards Chu Liang.

Chu Liang was extremely shocked. He dodged and flickered repeatedly, but Lin Yun's expression was stern, and the space left for the opponent became smaller and smaller between flipping his hands.

In the end, Chu Liang was still engulfed by the sword intent, and others struggled in the air to no avail.

"Go back!"

Lin Yun smiled, stretched out his hand and slammed it, and Chu Liang was thrown flying like Jian Jue.

This scene shocked the audience, and the sword masters from all over Kunlun were startled, and they all looked at Lin Yun dumbfounded.

Is he already this strong?

"Lin Yun, you are too deceitful!"

The people from the lineage of the Sword Emperor in Tianjue City were completely angry. For a moment, four figures couldn't bear it and flew towards Lin Yun at the same time.

These four figures are all cultivated in the Great Saint Realm. Although they have not reached the Immortal Realm, their aura is much more terrifying than that of Chu Liang.

"There are three thousand roads, but the sword is the only one!"

Lin Yun didn't panic at all, he muttered to himself and stretched his arms violently.

Boom!

The nine-thousand rhombus cloth imprinted with divine patterns in its body surged up like revolving waterfalls~IndoMTL.com~ Its already majestic sword intent suddenly soared at this moment.

Facing the attacking four great saints, Lin Yun only stretched out his hand and pushed forward.

Boom!

The four great sages spat out blood each, and were pushed back before landing, unable to get close to Lin Yun at all.

Looking at Lin Yun inexplicably in shock, he felt his scalp go numb. The young man was standing on the three-thousand diamond cloth, as if covering the sky with his hands.

Even Jian Jingtian was frightened, does he really want to play so big?

All the sword cultivators in Tianjue City were stunned, and they looked at Lin Yun countlessly, with only the word horror in their minds.

In this quiet and terrifying dojo, Sword Master Daoxuan stood up solemnly, looked at Lin Yun helplessly and complicatedly, and said in a trembling voice: "Little friend, I'm not bullying you if I hit you .”

Some people died, but not completely dead...

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