The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 679: This hate is endless, never draw a sword!

Chapter 677

Nine days of thunder, the sword shines!

There is no words that can describe the shock in Lin Yun's heart at this moment, completely dumbfounded.

Although he knows that sword intent is divided into nine grades, innate sword intent is only one grade, and innate above is psychic. But above the psychic, what sword intent there is is really unclear.

At the end of the field of vision, this handle is suspended for nine days, with thunder lingering, and there is an overwhelming sword intent, which is definitely not a psychic sword intent.

Because it is too strong, it gives Lin Yun the feeling that that sword is the monarch of this world. Anyone who sees it must be sincerely convinced. If there is disrespect, it will be destroyed.

Even if the master of Jianyi has been dead for thousands of years, it is still silently manifesting the style of the year.

Lin Yun's heart is full of passion, this is the swordsman!

Thousands of years ago, the strong man who fought the Yanlong fiercely and left a legend was a swordsman. He was excited all over his blood, this is the glory that belongs to the swordsman, this is the pride of our swordsman.

When will I be so strong?

Lin Yun clenched his right fist, holding his breath, full of hope and admiration. The expression was solemn and solemn, as if some bad behavior would blaspheme this senior.

One day, the sword intent between me will hang in nine days, one hundred years, one thousand years, and immortality for thousands of years!

After a long time, Lin Yun's heart calmed down a bit, and he adjusted to the dazzling sword light. His figure flickered and swept forward, he wanted to see who the so-called young master was.

There is such a powerful force behind it. It has been deployed for thirty years and buried a seed of the sword king grass here.

Sword intent is hard to comprehend. Lin Yun can be so enchanting, fighting across boundaries. A large part of the reason is because of his sword intent, which is the best in all directions, and can be ranked among the best in the entire ancient South China region. It belongs to the existence of Fengmao Water chestnut.

Thinking of this guy, for no reason, refine a carefully prepared sword king grass. Sword Intent could reach a realm comparable to his own, and Lin Yun felt a little unhappy. His innate sword will lead, but after nine deaths and hardships, he has only come to this step.

Swish swish!

He is agile in posture, with a restrained breath, quietly weaving among the trees.

For a while, I finally saw something.

That shocking sword hangs on the top of a high mountain, hidden in the mist. At the foot of the mountain, there are elites from the Iron-Blooded Sword Sect, stationed here, looking at many masters at a glance.

Lin Yun secretly said in his heart, no wonder he hadn't seen a master of the Jagged Sword before.

It turned out that they all ran here. Among the stars, a handsome young man in white was sitting cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed. On his side, there is a middle-aged man in grey clothes with an unfathomable breath. Between the dazzling eyes, the distance between them is shocking.

The strong celestial soul!

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and there was a strong Heavenly Soul guarding the way for him. I was afraid that this person was quite big. Looking at it again, in addition to the gray-clothed middle-aged man, there is also a black-clothed old man, who has a half-step celestial cultivation base, and wears iron-blood sword costumes.

This is the master of the Jagged Sword Sect, what a big battle!

A strange color flashed in his eyes, and Lin Yun was shocked secretly in his heart. The young man in white is afraid that his background is quite big.

It is said to come from Mujian City, which is a city full of sword halls. Like Tianling City, it is also one of the seven main cities of Leizhou. It's just more famous. Everyone practices swords there, and there are sword halls everywhere, which can be regarded as a holy land for swordsmen.

Before Lin Yun came, he had heard about it.

The sword hall where the white-clothed youth is located can be at least ranked in the top three in Mujian City, otherwise the Iron-Blooded Sword Sect does not have to go out for him.

"It's time to go."

Lin Yun retracted his sight.

For such a big battle, not to mention that there is no such strong man, he can't provoke him just by the iron-blood sword gate, this muddy water can't be mixed.

Besides, he still has business to do.

Wow!

Lin Yun opened his arms, his figure flashed before falling from the treetops. As soon as the soles of his feet landed, his heart paused fiercely, and his eyes looked up, and four figures appeared right in front of him.

The four of them were also slightly surprised when they saw Lin Yun who had fallen, and they looked quite surprised.

Looking up, Lin Yun's face changed slightly. Except for the middle-aged black-clothed middle-aged who was hit by his punch before, the other two were also the cultivation bases of Yin-Yang realm Xiaocheng.

The most troublesome thing is that among the four, there is an old man with white hair, whose cultivation level has reached the Yin-Yang realm.

Before, the danger that brought him came from this white-haired old man.

"The deputy sect master, he is the one who stole my Yanlong Guo before!"

After awakening, the middle-aged in black immediately said loudly, his eyes flashed with a thick murderous intent, and his face was extremely gloomy. Lin Yun's previous punch almost cost him half his life, and he died in pain.

The ribs on the chest are still aching!

Trouble...

Actually, the biggest trouble is not the group of people in front of him. Lin Yun is afraid of disturbing the group of masters under Luolongpo. Especially the strong man of that day, once he makes a move, it will definitely be more fierce than good.

In the dry sea, he can be regarded as seeing the horror of the strong sky.

With just a loud shout, he shattered his consummate innate sword intent, completely unmatched.

"Mao and Gou, dare to stray wildly on the site of my Iron-Blooded Sword Gate, knowing how to live and die!"

The deputy sect master of the Iron-Blooded Sword Sect named Tang Ying has a very grumpy temper and almost no nonsense. His figure flashed, and it was printed with a palm of his hand. It was obvious that he wanted Lin Yun to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Lin Yun didn't become surprised, Ziyuan Jianjin and Canglong Nine Transformations ran at the same time, and the thunder pattern on his body merged with the true essence and suddenly gathered in his right fist.

Boom!

With a loud noise, Lin Yun's mouth overflowed with blood stains, and was violently shaken out. It took three steps backwards to barely stand firm.

So strong!

A color of jealousy flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, is this the strength of the Yin-Yang Realm Dacheng?

After reaching the yin and yang state, the true essence will undergo a qualitative change, and the yin and yang will be conserved and become one. The qualitative change that was reborn is not particularly obvious in the Xiaocheng state.

In the Yang Profound Realm, Lin Yun relied on the Purple Kite Sword Art and the Canglong Nine Transformations to compete in the Yin and Yang realm, and even crushed his opponent, which was already quite sky-defying.

But when the Yin-Yang realm is reached, the true essence changes, like a stream has turned into a river, the huge gap is completely different.

The first time he fought, he suffered a big loss.

"A bit capable, no wonder the ineffective elders in my door are vulnerable in front of you."

A strange color flashed in Tang Ying's eyes, and he said coldly: "Hand over the Yanlong Guo, I will let you live, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless. You can take me with a palm, but you can't take me ten palms. !"

Damn it!

Lin Yun's heart is very suffocated, and the other party's attitude is really deceiving.

He deliberately offered the Purple Flame Thunder Emperor Whip, and fought this person aggressively, but thinking of the terrifying battle in Luolongpo, he had to give up.

Although the Yin-Yang Realm Dacheng is terrible, he still cannot keep him.

But once you get entangled by this person, if you provoke Tianpu to make a move, you will inevitably die.

"Dog things, the deputy sect master asked you to hand over Yanlong Guo, didn't you hear?"

The middle-aged man in black saw Lin Yun so embarrassed, he felt very happy and said viciously.

Lin Yun's thoughts are like electricity, and he muttered: "Yanlong Guo has been eaten by my blood dragon horse."

Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, a majestic killing intent fell on Lin Yun. Tang Ying's wrinkled face showed an extremely cold smile, and said coldly: "You are young, playing with me Get upset, I think you are going to die!"

Seeing him, he is about to approach again, Lin Yun quickly said: "Slow! Although the Yanlong Fruit is gone, there is something that should be in your eyes."

While speaking, he tapped in the storage bag and took out the guardian egg of the dragon and eagle.

Wow!

The beast egg, full of majestic spirit and colorful, like a sacred stone, has just been taken out. Tang Ying's eyes stared directly at the past, his greedy expression was undoubtedly evident.

Tang Ying was expressionless, and said coldly: "Come here and slowly place this thing on the ground."

Lin Yun cautiously stepped forward, stretched out his hand to hold the beast egg, slowly bent over, and placed it on the ground. No one noticed that this extremely hard guard egg was pinched by Lin Yun's force to open an invisible gap at the moment it was placed on the ground.

Just as Lin Yun put the beast egg on the ground, Tang Ying burst out with vigor, and his clothes danced wildly in the agitation of his true essence.

A horrible breath rose up from him, he strode out, and slammed Lin Yun's right hand on the ground.

Crack!

The sound of broken bones sounded, and the palm of his hand was clearly under his foot.

Lin Yun's expression was pale in pain, his cheeks trembled, clenching his teeth, making a creaking sound.

Ten years of continuous heart, cut off now.

You can imagine how painful this foot is.

"This thing is good, worthy of Yanlongguo. But you are the one who hurt my iron and blood sword after all. The death penalty is unavoidable, and the living sin cannot escape."

Tang Ying looked cold, raised his hand and kicked again, kicking Lin Yun's chest.

Crack! Click! Click!

The sound of a rib fracture sounded, and the middle-aged man in black laughed cruelly, his heart was straightforward.

Kick off the ribs that Lin Yun trained in Canglong Nine Transformation with one kick. This Tang Ying's brutality is already evident.

But it's not over yet!

Lin Yunren was in the air, before he fell, he saw several sword lights. Under the perfusion of the Yin and Yang realm Dacheng Zhenyuan, it is like an electric light, breaking through the air.

Puff!

There were seven more holes in his chest immediately, and the blood kept flowing out, and in a short while, the blue shirt was dyed red.

Lin Yun was hit hard immediately, his face was pale, no trace of blood was visible, and his breath was extremely weak.

Tang Ying returned the sword to its sheath, and sucked the first egg on the ground into his hand with a palm, showing a smug look on his face. Just then he looked at Lin Yun coldly, and shouted: "Get out of here."

Lin Yun staggered to get up, walked a few steps, and fell down weakly.

But with a sigh of relief, he just got up with one hand and continued to walk towards the forest.

"The deputy sect master, let him go like this, it would be too cheap for him." The middle-aged man in black clothes flashed his eyes and said angrily.

Tang Ying said faintly: "Have you seen the Yang Profound Realm leader who picked me up? This kid obviously has some origins. If I kill him, I will definitely attract the elders behind him. It’s enough to not leave hidden dangers for the young master’s major events."

"Not to mention..."

Tang Ying turned around, staring at the beast egg in his palm, with a look of ecstasy on his face, and muttered: "This thing is so strong that I have never seen it before. If it can be refined, I may not be able to advance to the Yin-Yang state. !"

……

In the dense forest, Lin Yun walked all the way, and blood was everywhere along the way.

That Tang Ying was too vicious, and humiliated him with the cultivation of Yin-Yang realm. He smashed his palms, kicked off his chest ribs, not to mention, but with the cultivation of the Yin and Yang realm, left seven holes in his body.

Every hole is the vital point of the flesh, if not for his physical strength, he will undoubtedly die

But even so, the blood was almost half flowing right now, and Lin Yun was so badly injured that it was numb. With a withered face, after just such a short time, it looked terrifying and miserable.

Da! clatter! clatter!

When his consciousness was about to blur, the familiar sound of horseshoes rang, and the blood dragon horse was scorched and appeared in embarrassment~IndoMTL.com~ Obviously, in the process of attracting the dragon and eagle to Lin Yun, these two goods Suffered a lot.

But it saw Lin Yun collapsed on the ground, his expression suddenly changed, especially the seven holes in his chest, extremely anxious. After a while, his eyes became dim, mist filled with water, and he was very sad.

It kept using its head, rubbing Lin Yun's face, as if this would make Lin Yun more comfortable.

"You, the actress, come to play me again. I can't die. Don't cry, don't cry."

Lin Yun squeezed a smile on his haggard face, comforting it.

The blood dragon horse didn't listen, and left when it sounded.

I don't know how long it has passed. When Lin Yun was about to fall into a coma, the blood dragon horse ran back. There were many more scars on its body, especially on the forehead, a hideous wound, which looked terrifying.

But he held a different fruit in the corner of his mouth, his grin showed two rows of front teeth, his expression was extremely happy.

Coming to the front, let's chew all the different fruit branches and leaves. When only the different fruit was left, he put it on Lin Yun's chest and kept pressing his head. It seems to be saying, yours, yours.

Lin Yun looked at the wound on his forehead, then looked at the horrible wound on his forehead, but couldn't laugh.

He held the different fruit and tried to stuff it in his mouth several times, but couldn't swallow it. He couldn't swallow, he didn't have this face, but looking at the expectant eyes of the blood dragon horse, he had to stuff his mouth again.

When I swallowed it, tears flowed out very unconvincingly.

There was a chill in the young boy’s eyes that he had never seen before, like a ghost crawling out of hell. His teeth were gritted and his pale lips uttered four words: "Iron Blood Sword Gate!"

The shattered right hand, regardless of the severe pain, stubbornly clenched into a fist and thumped it to the ground.

This grudge must be reported!

This hate is endless, never draw a sword! nt

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