The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 570: Knife and sword
Chapter 571
Tomorrow's battle, I'll wait for you!
Cao Zhen's very calm sentence made a huge wave in this vast venue on the top of the mountain.
This sentence, he said, it doesn't matter if he doesn't say it. Tomorrow's battle is unavoidable, and Tianfu Academy will definitely send Lin Yun to challenge him.
But since I said it, it showed an attitude. He Cao Zhen, this evildoer deliberately cultivated by Beixue Mountain Villa, he has begun to attach importance to Lin Yun.
Tomorrow's battle will be dealt with seriously and will not be perfunctory.
This is the respect for the opponent and the recognition of Lin Yun's strength. There is no doubt that tomorrow's battle will be extremely exciting.
The waves and expectations in the hearts of everyone, needless to say, the funeral of Playboy vs. Cao Zhen, just thinking about it makes people excited.
If it were before, no one would think that Lin Yunneng was qualified to be on the same level as Cao Zhen. When the two played against each other, Lin Yun would definitely lose.
I can see today, this crazy **** mode, I am afraid that no one dare to be sure. Lin Yun will definitely lose.
Between victory and defeat, there is a lot of suspense.
Lin Yun met that gaze, looked at the other's cold face, but felt a lot of pressure.
This person is very strong, just with this look, he can feel that this person is not easy to deal with.
After that, Cao Zhen left with the people from Zilu Academy, and in the eyes of everyone, he drifted away until he disappeared.
Looking at the back of this person leaving, Lin Yun secretly said in his heart, interesting person, tomorrow's battle is very important to me.
He has a hunch that this battle will be the most dangerous battle ever since he left the High Sword Pavilion.
Winning or losing is very important. If you lose, your fledgling edge will be completely suppressed.
Not to mention the question of whether luck will fall, just the influence on the heart is very scary. It is very likely that once he loses, he will suffer a severe setback. Within a year, it is impossible to show off at that feast of dragons.
Don't talk about being at the top of the Longyun list, I'm afraid it will be difficult to compete for a place.
But my generation of swordsmen has always been like this. If there is not a heart that is overwhelmed by thorns and is not afraid of life and death, how can we go forward!
In the eyes of the young man, a strong will to fight gradually rises.
……
The night came as scheduled.
With the cold wind blowing into the courtyard where Lin Yun was, he crawled in along the window. The wind brought a hint of coolness, and also sent a full moonlight.
Lin Yun sitting cross-legged in the room, with a faint silver light radiating from his body, is practicing the Purple Kite Sword Art.
The hot heart after the fierce battle in the day, the wisp of cold wind, the full moonlight, made his heart gradually peaceful.
But this temporary peace is nothing more than the silence before the storm is about to come. Tomorrow, there will be a terrifying battle that will shake Lin Yun's entire heart.
With the operation of the sword art, Sifang Tiandi aura poured into the young man in a slow and massive manner.
Lin Yun is like a giant whale in the deep sea, frantically devouring these spiritual energy, constantly nourishing his flesh and consolidating his cultivation.
The silver light all over the body, but it kept flickering, and the boy's cold face reflected somewhat aloof.
Huh!
Half an hour later, Lin Yun opened his eyes, and sharp eyes flashed in his eyes. The light in his eyes was like a sword, and at that moment, it seemed to light up the room as bright as day, and the young man rose up with a fierce and domineering sword intent, like a sea.
For a while, this majestic sword intent disappeared completely, all hidden in Lin Yun's body, without a trace of it being leaked.
The majestic and vastness of this sword intent is far beyond what outsiders expected.
What's more rare is that such an overbearing sword intent can be barely achieved in Lin Yun's hands, and it can be retracted freely. If you change to someone else, you will suddenly have such a terrifying sword intent, just like a child wielding an iron sword far exceeding his weight, staggering, not hurting others but hurting himself.
"Zi Yuan Jian Jue's condensing of sword intent is as sharp as ever, but my realm will be for a while, and I still can't break through the bottleneck of Yin Profound Realm."
Lin Yun looked up, and the bright moon hanging on the top of the mountain outside the window made the entire mountain look particularly peaceful.
Shencai, he tried several times to hit the bottleneck of the realm with his sword tactics. Without exception, all failed.
It was an accident, nothing more than insufficient accumulation.
During this period of time, his cultivation level was basically a matter of course, and the bottleneck was passed with a slight rush. Right now, it finally reached the real hurdle and was temporarily blocked.
If you refine the Hellflower in the storage bag, you will surely be promoted to the Yang Profound Realm without any accident.
If this is the case, it would be too worthwhile. This flower is quite rare. It has been rare for decades to see that in the huge Youzhou City, even the Xuanyang Temple with the most resources, it is impossible to get Hell Flower.
It's a pity that such a rare treasure of heaven and earth, refined in the Yin Profound Realm.
Just that Cao Zhen......
In the daytime, he and Cao Zhen just looked at each other from a distance. But with this glance, Lin Yun could sense that the other party's cultivation was so profound that it was unfathomable. I'm afraid that the rumors are true, and they have already reached the terrifying stage of Yang Profound Realm's great achievement.
The majestic and majestic room in the gathering of true elements is as thick as a vast ocean, which is hard to resist.
This kind of realm is much better than Jiang Yi, Cao Xiu and others. There is a huge gap between the Yin Profound Realm and the Yang Profound Realm.
The Great Profound Realm of Keyang, instantly widened this gap and widened the existence like a chasm. Want to exaggerate the realm of combat, reluctantly.
Lin Yun felt the pressure in his heart, but it was not all Cao Zhen, he thought further.
Although this evildoer, Cao Zhen is still in his twenties after all. Compared with the real powerhouse on the Long Yun list, there is still a big gap between him.
A Cao Zhen is so terrible. If he can't beat him, he is really naive to fight for a seat on the Dragon Cloud Ranking.
How can I chase Su Ziyao?
"This battle, I'm afraid it is destined to be quite tragic..."
Lin Yun whispered to himself, and a bright light flashed in his eyes, but no matter what, he would never retreat in this battle, because he had no retreat.
Withdrawing his thoughts, Lin Yun tapped on the storage bag and took out the tiger sniffing rose picture.
The tiger in the painting has a powerful voice, swallows eight wastes with anger, and opens its mouth to merge with the sun, moon, and stars. It's just such a tiger, with closed eyes and tender rose petals embroidered on the palm of Tsing Yi, he has seen this picture many times.
When I look closely now, the soul mark in his profound palace immediately glows with light. A wave of spirit power waved from him, slowly radiating from him.
Where do the flowers start!
The picture in front of him became blurry and clear. The man in Tsing Yi holding the sword muttered to himself. The rose in his palm floated up and down gently, took the sword in his right hand, and danced in the air.
The flower falls on the tip of the sword, blooming out of the dazzling vastness. At this moment, the people in Tsing Yi are casual and calm, wanting to condense like water. Suddenly, an infinite sword burst out of his body, which was much stronger than the tiger that swallowed all the qi and could compete with the sun, moon and galaxy.
The sword-pointed rose blooms, thousands of rays of light burst, one side of the world, the streamer dissipates, dazzling the stars, brighter than the sun and the moon. It seems that when the next sword falls, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers will tremble under this sword.
When he took the sword, the flowers fell, bright and colorful, contending with each other.
Suddenly, the man in Tsing Yi looked back and smiled, and the smile faded. His gaze passed through the scroll, as if meeting Lin Yun's eyes, the sword came out, and he leaped into the air.
Crack!
There is the sound of the picture scroll bursting, the sky is full of flowers and rain, endless mountains and rivers, with his sword breaking the picture.
Lin Yun hurriedly closed his eyes and slammed the scroll together, his heart thumped and thumped. She trembled and couldn't tell whether it was tension, fear, excitement, or all.
For a long time, he opened his eyes.
Looking up, the moonlight is like water in the night. Everything I saw just now was like dream bubbles, no roses, no tigers, and no Tsing Yi people who existed like gods.
In the eyes of Lin Yun, there was a look of excitement, and he muttered: "I saw it, I did. This set of swordsmanship is completely different from what I saw at first. Where does the flower start. The same is the flower. From where, the light of this sword seems to be able to compete with the sun and the moon, eclipsing the stars. That sword, that smile..."
So, it proves his long-term speculation that this scroll does require very high spiritual patterns to penetrate.
The progress is not small right now, but it is still difficult to bear the sharpness.
The sword drawn by the man in Tsing Yi made him feel as if there was no time to close the picture scroll. It is very possible that a sword will pierce his soul.
Lin Yun's excited heart gradually calmed down.
It seems that only after observing the half-way divine writings of the Nafu Academy can we fully understand this set of swordsmanship left by the Tsing Yi people. But even so, this Tsing Yi man's last sword, the sword that pierced the picture scroll with a smile, still plunged him into deep contemplation.
Can the burial flower in my hand be broken?
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At the same time.
In the courtyard where the Zilu Academy is located, Cao Zhen is sitting in front of a coffee table. He is holding a teacup and watching the fragrance of tea quietly, like a wooden human head. I don't know how long it lasted.
Crack!
It wasn't until the door was pushed open that Cao Zhen drank the cup of tea.
The visitor is dressed in purple. He is the leader of the Zilu Academy. Senior Tang Yu, who is no less than the Tianfu Academy, is quite terrifying.
"The war is coming. I thought you would step up and practice hard. I didn't expect it to be so peaceful. It seems that you didn't really put that Lin Yun in your eyes. Tomorrow's battle will be stable." Lu smiled and said softly.
Cao Zhen heard the words, a strange color flashed in his eyes, shook his head and said softly: "I didn't practice hard, just because there was no need. I practiced enough on weekdays, not bad this night. I seem to be calm just I wonder why the sword he wielded during the day is so fast."
"Have you figured it out?" The purple-clothed old man suddenly became nervous and asked quickly.
In his opinion, even if Lin Yun possesses marvelous powers, he can successfully cultivate in the Yin Profound Realm, and he will force Cao Xiu and Jiang Yi. But when facing Cao Zhen, there is no such possibility. On the contrary, he will face considerable pressure.
The really scary thing is that Lin Yun's sword, especially the one that killed Cao Xiu.
It's a bit too fast, not only fast, but also extremely overbearing.
Cao Zhen shook his head and said lightly: "I saw some clues, but I didn't fully figure it out."
"Isn't this quite passive?" The purple-clothed old man frowned slightly.
"Why can I see it? I don't really need to figure it out. I have a sword, as long as it is faster than his sword."
In the moonlight, Cao Zhen's thin face was extremely cold.