The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 323: Water Moon Sword Technique
Chapter 323
Behind the Lingxiao sword pavilion, there is a vast and uninterrupted mountain range called the Nirvana Mountain Range.
This mountain range is famous in Qintian County. It is not only the Lingxiao sword pavilion, but the other three sects are also built on the edge of this mountain range, but in different directions.
The demon beasts of the Silent Mountain range vertically and horizontally, extending all the way, even passing through several surrounding empires.
On weekdays, there will be many sect disciples who will practice here. Fight monsters, practice martial arts, and accumulate bloodthirsty energy.
It's just that the metropolis chooses the edge area. The deep part of this mountain range is full of dangers, and even the elders of the purple house of the sects dare not easily set foot in the core.
It is covered with gray mist, which persists throughout the year, forming a poisonous miasma, and from time to time there will be vigorous roars that make people palpitating.
The scorching sun hangs high, and the violent sunlight falls in the gray poisonous miasma, reflecting the colorful colors. At a glance, the colorful camouflage light, shrouded in the poisonous miasma, is very strange.
The terrifying poisonous miasma is one of the important reasons why the sect disciples dare not go deep.
If the cultivation is not good enough, or even unable to stay for a long time, the accumulation of miasma will form deadly toxins in the body.
In the poisonous fog, on a lonely hill, Lin Yun stands with his sword box on his back and hands.
After bidding farewell to Xinyan brother and sister, he did not rest, leading the blood dragon horse and went out.
Seven days later, it was Princess Fenghua’s birthday banquet. He wanted to improve Shuiyue’s swordsmanship in such a short time.
Naturally, you should not follow common sense. You have to find a dangerous place to practice swordsmanship in actual combat.
The Silence Mountain is the place he chose.
Unconsciously, after spending three days in the mountains, Lin Yun stayed asleep and almost practiced this Shuiyue sword technique.
The power of the spirit-level super-grade swordsmanship is indeed powerful, and it shows amazing power only at the beginning.
But just like what Tang Tong said, it was indeed elusive and weird.
If ordinary people encounter such troubles, they must be swearing, and quickly find a way to choose another swordsmanship.
But Lin Yun was not like that. He didn't eat or drink for three days and three nights. He had another insight in this rugged mountain.
"The wind has no phase, but the cloud is impermanent; the mountain is powerful, but the water is invisible."
Vaguely, Lin Yun felt that the so-called water moon swordsmanship was suddenly strong and weak. It is not only its shortcomings, but one of its advantages. The mountains are powerful, majestic and heavy, but water is invisible, but they are infinitely changeable, inclusive of everything and rivers.
The tangible mountain can only accommodate the grass and trees in the mountain, the invisible water stops, but it accommodates everything under the sky.
Which is higher and lower, leaving aside, this Shuiyue swordsmanship must have another way, definitely not what Tang Tong said.
He has cultivated this Shuiyue swordsmanship to great success. Its power is stable and unable to be flexible. Compared with other super-grade swordsmanship, it is a far cry. He must have practiced in the wrong direction.
On the hill, Lin Yun's eyes fell in the gray poisonous fog thousands of meters away. In the fog, two ferocious and huge black shadows tangled together, bursting into a harsh roar.
There were occasional violent collisions, and there were loud noises and terrible roars that contained terrifying evil spirits.
Huh!
A monster figure broke through the poisonous fog, broke dozens of ancient trees supporting the sky, and appeared in Lin Yun's field of vision.
The monster beast's body is covered with pitch-black fur, and the black fur is covered with blood spots, which looks very ugly. His body is huge, more than ten feet high, blood-hole fangs, and purple pupils are as bright as crystals.
"Black blood demon wolf, the top six basalt beasts."
The breeze blew, lifted Lin Yun's long hair before his forehead, wore a long gown, and hunted.
Boom!
The ground vibrated suddenly, a brutal beast that was several times larger than the black blood demon wolf. The appearance is like a leopard, his body is burning with raging fire, and he walks slowly, staring at the black blood demon wolf.
Shoo!
It glanced over Lin Yun hundreds of meters away, with contempt in the eyes. There was a roar without warning, the flame energy in the air, under its roar, continued to converge towards Lin Yun.
When it was about to approach, it condensed into a dazzling fireball like a meteor, and crashed down.
Huh!
The huge pressure contains heat waves, and the boundless wind blows on the hills before it falls.
A strange light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, but it was a rare mutant magic-print leopard, whose control of fire attributes was very delicate.
No wonder, the Black Blood Demon Wolf is not enough to see in front of it.
"But is this fireball threatening me?"
Lin Yun shook his head and whispered softly: "I'm not here to sit and collect fishermen."
The Mageweave Leopard thought he was here to pick up the cheap ones, and deterred him in advance, and wanted him not to disturb his eating.
He wants to practice swords, and in actual combat, he has to test his understanding of Shuiyue swordsmanship over the past three days.
Broken!
The true essence was surging, dragons roared and tigers roared, and from the top of the low mountain, a shocking force suddenly broke out and rushed away.
Lin Yun clenched his five fingers, raised his hand, and blasted the fireball with a punch.
Crack!
The sparks in the sky, like fireworks withered, fall in mid-air, but they burn out before they hit the ground.
The two monsters who were about to fight, were taken aback, and quickly turned their heads to look over.
On the top of the mountain, the boy in Tsing Yi stood with his fists closed, his face like a crown jade, his eyes like meteors, and his eyebrows, his sharp edge recklessly.
Woohoo!
In the eyes of the black blood demon wolf and amethyst, there was a flash of fear, telling it intuitively. The young man in front of him was afraid that he was even more terrifying than the Mageprint Leopard. If he is careless, he will be killed.
Beforehand, the Mageweave Leopard, who was obviously disdainful, became more cautious in his eyes.
The two monsters looked at each other, as if they had reached a tacit understanding.
Huh!
The flames all over the Mageweave Leopard burst into flames, flying up on the ground with a hot and violent breath. Its huge body did not affect its speed in the slightest, just like a stream of flame, rushing straight away.
Chun!
The Black Blood Demon Wolf was also not idle, roaring a few times, running wildly on all fours, and slayed like lightning.
"Come well."
With a gesture, the burial sword jumped out of the box, and Lin Yun grabbed it. The sword came out of its sheath, and its light was overflowing with coldness. Its momentum was like clouds and erratic. Its momentum was like water, and its spirit changed smoothly. It hit the huge body of the magic leopard at once.
The magic pattern leopard's body was swept down by the flames, snorted, and bursts of water and gas, and the huge body, under this sword, abruptly shook back.
Boom!
Under the shock of this blow, the mountain peaks at the sole of their feet burst, and the black blood demon wolf flashed a hideous look, and dozens of claw blades came like a storm.
Lin Yun swayed slightly, stepping on the gravel in the air, like walking in the void. His body is light, agile like the wind, and a series of sword auras, like a huge wave in the rivers and lakes, smashing the claw blade storm to pieces.
Kill!
At the moment the storm shattered, under the blessing of Qixuanbu, he fell straight down like lightning.
Raising his hand is a sword, like a violent tsunami, slashing in anger. The Black Blood Demon Wolf, completely unexpected, Lin Yun's swordsmanship was so powerful, he hurriedly backed away.
Puff!
Not the point, but this sword still pulled out a hideous wound on the body of the Black Blood Demon Wolf, and the blood bloomed in mid-air.
Swish!
When Lin Yun fell to the ground, the leaves scattered in the forest, dancing with the wind, undulating.
Boom!
The majestic heat wave blew up, and the Mageweave Leopard, with a monstrous effort, swiftly slammed and killed it again. The scorching temperature seemed to burn all the air, suffocating.
Long sleeves are like clouds, Lin Yun turned around with a sword, and brought a lot of wind, but when he was about to stab it out. This sharp sword has a sudden change in aura. If the sword that smashes the black blood demon wolf is a huge wave, this sword is a trickle, and it is not the same.
Are you here?
Lin Yun didn't become alarmed. The injuries on his body these few days were due to the sudden strength and weakness of the Shuiyue swordsmanship, and he was caught in the battle.
Three days of hard work, I have long been used to it. Right now, I just come to try what he has in mind.
Boom!
The sword fell on the magic striped leopard, and Lin Yun was hit and flew severely when he touched it.
The look in the eyes of the Mageprint Leopard was shocked and suspicious. The power of this sword was obviously different than before, and it was suspected to be fraudulent.
Since it’s a trickle, let’s go with the flow over there
Crush!
Lin Yun turned around and killed him without waiting for the Mageprint Leopard to react. The body is like a stream, with long flowing water, and the sword is like falling flowers, undulating with waves.
Although the sword power is small, he is erratic, up and down the dance room, a series of sword lights, falling on him without a trace.
In the beginning, it is endless, but after dozens of moves, the sword strength remaining in its body is like the merging of hundreds of rivers. At the moment when they gather together, in its huge body there is a sword that breaks through a bowl of mouth. Light.
The Mageweave Leopard wailed and fell to the ground, rolling and dying in pain.
Roar!
The violent breath struck, but it was an unwilling black blood demon wolf.
"The sound of falling leaves in the sky is like rain, and the clouds in the water come into the sword!"
The sword body trembled, Lin Yun waved a terrifying sword aura, and the cold light gathered, wherever he went, it smashed and decayed, moving forward.
This sword, like a cloud and a moon reflected in a lake, rolls over with the stormy sky. Compared with that trickle, it is extremely domineering, can be called arrogant, and contains terrifying explosive power.
Boom bang bang!
Sword Qi and the claw-blade storm ripped out by the claws of the Black Blood Demon Wolf slammed together, and the loud noise was immediately heard.
The black claw blades were almost broken, but Lin Yun's sword power remained undiminished, and he slashed straight down.
Amidst the blood flying across, the huge body of the demon wolf was chopped in half.
The magic striped leopard struggling to get up from the ground, glanced at the corpse of the magic wolf on the ground, with a look of amazement, and ran away without looking back.
It's defense is amazing, it is extremely tyrannical, and ordinary sword energy can't hurt it. But Lin Yun's weird sword energy was like a spring rain, moistening things silently, and when he was shocked, he had accumulated irreparable injuries in his body.
This kind of weird swordsmanship ~ IndoMTL.com~ is unheard of, and now we see the tragic death of the Black Blood Demon Wolf, where can I still dare to fight.
"I didn't say let you go, the water is full of mountains and rivers!"
Crush!
Between the flat ground, Lin Yun ran with a sword, and the ground trembled while sprinting. The sword's power is like an endless stream of water, overlapping and hitting constantly. Wherever it passes, the ancient trees supporting the sky are crushed.
A sword stabbed out, turned around, and returned the sword to its sheath.
Chang!
As soon as the burial flower was sheathed, a mutant Mageweave Leopard with a pillar of blood burst into the sky behind his forehead. Before he could scream, he was obliterated by a flood of sword intent.
[Previously, I read the comments and many book friends questioned that the protagonist uses too many punches, which is indeed a bit. Fist to the flesh, although passionate, it is not my original intention to write this book. After this chapter, I will use swords as much as possible. 】
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