The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 409: 7 handle sword
Chapter 409
snowflakes, still floating on the streets of the imperial capital.
The rivalry between the two powerhouses in the Purple Mansion Realm made the already cold air even colder.
Between the heavens and the earth, there was a sudden silence, compared with the continuous loud noise before, and the damage caused by the violent sword energy of the true essence.
The pit between the strongest in the Purple Mansion Realm is quieter, but also more suffocating.
Everyone felt that things were a little unusual.
No matter how much Lin Yun made up his mind before, everyone felt sorry, because he was here to die.
No one thinks that he can leave alive after stopping the team to fight.
Right now, when the strong Zifu realm appeared, the taste began to change.
Purple Mansion powerhouse, even in the top four sects of the Great Qin Empire, the number is extremely rare.
cannot be easily dispatched...
When moves, it shows a certain attitude. It is impossible for any Zifu powerhouse to appear alone, and there must be a powerful force behind him to rely on him.
Right now, this mysterious masked man is facing the eldest prince.
For the sect, the eldest prince is not terrible.
The terrible thing is the imperial power he represents, the supreme imperial power in the Great Qin Empire.
If it weren't for fear of the emperor's power, the high sword pavilion, how could the prince take Xinyan away?
Everyone began to wonder, who is the mysterious man, and he belongs to that power, why dare to challenge the prince?
A farce that was destined to end, suddenly there are variables.
"Interesting. I really want to know, who is this man? I dare to challenge the prince..."
"This Lin Yun trespassing at the wedding almost swelled the face of the eldest prince. If Qin Yu didn't kill Lin Yun, his face would not be saved. He knew that Lin Yun was the one that the prince would kill. It's incredible to dare to fight."
"The people from the High Peaks Sword Pavilion? But the people from the High Peaks Sword Pavilion take action, there is no need to wear a mask..."
"Who the **** is this guy!"
Endless doubts appeared in the hearts of many people, which made people very puzzled.
Qin Yu on the carriage, his face changed slightly for the first time, extremely gloomy. He has always been cautious, and he likes to make decisions and then move, even if Lin Yun makes such a big disturbance, he turns his back on the people who will kill Shence Camp and Qingxuan.
The killing intent was boiling in his heart, but he was still calm.
After confirming that Lin Yun is indeed alone, he decided to kill him and dispatched the Zifu master around him.
is ready to end this farce.
Unexpectedly, a mysterious person appeared suddenly and forcibly opposed him.
is the person from the Lingxiao sword pavilion?
is wrong...
If I said that I was forcibly stealing Xinyan, Jiange would naturally have a reason to take action against me, but Xinyan agreed. There is no reason or excuse for Lingxiao Jiange to take action against me. Besides, he may not have the courage to turn his face against the royal family.
Who is this guy?
His eyes fell on the mysterious man, he was silent, a little puzzled.
On the snowy ground, the face of the gray-clothed old man looked very gloomy. He stared at the mysterious person in front of him who was blocking his way, and the other person wearing a white faceless mask did not stand in front of Lin Yun.
chose to be sideways, and fell lightly.
seems to be suspended in the air, with no traces of his feet on the snow.
His position is very clever, if he stands in front of Lin Yun, the old man's footsteps will definitely not stop.
He took one step at a time. After seven steps, the aura he condensed was already terrifying, and he waited for Lin Yun to really walk. His aura will surpass his own peak, with full certainty, shake the opponent, and then attack Lin Yun.
As long as he is given a chance to shoot, Lin Yun, who has already hit his palm, will undoubtedly die.
But this mysterious man stood on Lin Yun's side, unbiased, just two positions. In this position, if anyone dared to kill Lin Yun, he would give him an excellent phone meeting.
The opponent handed the difficult choice to himself.
continue to kill Lin Yun, and the gray-clothed old man himself will definitely be attacked sideways. If you don’t kill, you have to give up this great opportunity...
The purple mansion realm is the most cherished life, so he didn't want to stop, so he was forced to stop.
The master makes a move, and the gas machine confronts.
A slight flaw may lead to a catastrophe, causing an irreparable situation.
There is no way, he can only wait to find the other party’s flaws.
But the expression and facial features of this mysterious person are all hidden in the white faceless mask, and I really can't see the slightest clue.
In the invisible competition, he seemed a little irritable.
No one dared to interrupt this confrontation. On the bustling streets of ten miles, for a time, there was only the sound of wind and snow.
Lin Yun kicked, pondering the identity of the person next to him, a little familiar, but a little strange.
The most important thing is that this person has a long hair and a cold temperament, and it is difficult to find a corresponding person in his memory.
The current stalemate is undoubtedly an excellent situation for Lin Yun.
did not waste time, take this opportunity, Zhenyuan mobilizes the internal injury of breath adjustment.
At the same time.
The most solemn sect hall of the Lingxiao sword pavilion, there are four guardians of plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, and seven sword-bearing elders.
Mae’s guardian stood in front of the crowd, turned his back to the crowd, and looked forward.
On the high wall in front, there is an unnamed portrait of the Patriarch's sword, and under the portrait is a memorial tablet. The owner of the tablet is the master of the sword pavilion.
On the sacred table where the incense burner is placed, there is an ancient sword, and the scabbard is engraved with complicated patterns. The sword is not out of its sheath, but it can be vaguely sensed that it contains the horror atmosphere.
The name of this sword is Hanguang, which is the existence of transcendence. The saber left by the ancestor sword in the past is the strongest sword of Daqin today!
In history, this sword was only drawn three times, and each time it was the life and death of Jiange.
Only the pavilion master is qualified to draw this sword.
Mei's guardian can also be pulled out. In fact, Jian Xuanhe passed him the position of the pavilion master twenty years ago. It's just that he hasn't quit in name, because he wants to wait until he is promoted to the Heavenly Soul Stage before he officially announces that he will leave Daqin at the same time.
Actually, Jian Xuanhe would no longer stay in Daqin if it hadn't happened ten years ago.
"The plum protector has been determined. Lin Yun went to the Imperial Capital of Qin Dynasty. He did not go to kill the thief Han Yang as instructed."
"The news was revealed to him by Sister Lin Yan. If the sword pavilion does not make a move, the eldest prince will undoubtedly kill him with the noise he makes."
"Dharma protector, you can make a decision."
Several sword elders, with solemn expressions, their eyes all fell on the back of Guardian Mei.
Xinyan promised that the prince’s wedding was her own decision, and Jiange had no right to intervene. But Jiange couldn't bear the loss of Lin Yun, such a leader, it would be a pity to die in the hands of the prince.
If you want to protect Linyun, you must stand on the opposite side of the prince, and the consequences are self-evident.
How to make a decision, consider people's hearts.
Guardian Mei closed his eyes. Ten years ago, he had a similar decision to make a choice.
He didn't draw his sword, and Yejia was destroyed.
, the pavilion master took an angry shot and fought against the Emperor Qin for three nights, but no one knew the result. After this battle, although the Ye Family was destroyed, Xin Jue and Xin Yan stayed in the High Heaven sword pavilion.
This is the pavilion master, who forcibly saved it with his own strength.
Ten years later, the same decision reappeared, and the pavilion master could not make a move. His ambition was not in Da Qin for a long time, and the sword pavilion had already been determined by him. His word could determine the survival of tens of thousands of people up and down the sword pavilion.
For him, it is easy to draw a sword, but too difficult to collect it.
He roughly imagined that after Lin Yun learned the news, he did not rush to the picture of the imperial capital.
He who can say that he doesn't regret killing, he certainly won't have any hesitation in his heart.
Many pictures appeared in his mind, recalling what Lin Yun did after appearing in the Lingxiao sword pavilion.
The heart of the young Xiangjian, never hesitated, never hesitated, fearless in life and death, and indomitable.
In the end, the picture freezes at the moment when Lin Yun extinct his profound veins.
Mei’s guardian felt inexplicably painful, he opened his eyes and suddenly turned around: "Elders, I have made a decision."
"I am waiting for the sword elder, no matter what decision the guardian makes, I will follow it to the death!"
Seven sword-wielding elders said, holding the Xiaoyun sword in their hands, and their eyes were cloudy and sharp.
……
On the snowy streets of the imperial capital, the gray-clothed old man and the mysterious man are still facing each other.
The stalemate caused the eldest prince Qin Yu on the carriage to gradually lose his patience and suddenly shouted: "Liu Longfei, don't make a move yet, when will you wait!"
This sound bursts out, and in this ten-mile long street where the wind and snow can be heard, it is like thunder on the ground, suddenly violent.
Liu Longfei!
The crowd is shocked, and Liu Longfei, the leader of Shenceying, is here?
Boom!
Without giving everyone time to surprise, behind the guards of Shence Camp, a frightening atmosphere suddenly rose into the sky.
saw midair, a figure appeared out of thin air.
Silver helmet, silver armor, and silver cloak, Liu Longfei wears a silver mask that covers his face, holding a spear, looking all over the world.
At the moment he appeared, the world seemed to lose its color, and he alone was the one who was highly regarded and strong enough to be worshipped.
When his spear was dancing and the tip of the spear pointed at Lin Yun, Lin Yun, who was healed by the true essence, was running.
was horrified to find that he couldn't move anymore, even his heartbeat slowed down.
Time is still, endless panic fills my heart, this feeling is desperate.
The mysterious man with a faceless mask flashed a strange light in his eyes and rose into the air, trying to block the shot~IndoMTL.com~ But as soon as he moved, the old man in gray sneered at the corner of his mouth. In front of him.
blocked him in mid-air, not giving him any chance.
"Go out!"
The mysterious man's murderous intent broke out, and he shouted coldly.
"Hehe, don't want to make trouble, let the old man watch how this kid is going to die!"
The gray-clothed old man sneered again and again, but he didn't have the slightest fear.
咻!
In the blink of an eye, Liu Longfei, who was just five miles away, landed in front of the prince’s carriage.
His speed is too fast for human eyes to catch.
No one can stop this shot, even barely seeing it.
Lin Yun's ending seems to be doomed.
Click!
can suddenly change, and the Xiaoyun Ling on the body of Jian Pavilion disciple Li Wuyou and others in the crowd shattered at the same time. At the moment of fragmentation, a series of crystal clear spirit patterns burst out and appeared in front of Lin Yun.
In the blink of an eye, the gleaming spirit pattern formed a mysterious formation.
huh!
As soon as the formation was formed, a meteor flashed across the sky, dazzling the eyes, and fell down in the direction of thunder and lightning.
嘭!
is a sword, it is a sword of Xiaoyun. When this meteor falls on the vast snow, everyone will see its true meaning.
Seven-handled Xiaoyun Sword, one after another, fell from the sky, and every time a handle was dropped and inserted into the ground, the world trembled.
Snow flew on the ground, and the seven long swords trembled and stood in front of Lin Yun.
The endless sword light, blooming from the sword, seems to declare something silently...