The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 83: 1 wipe sword light

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　　 In the dense jungle, there is a blood-colored horse that shuttles through the forest like lightning.

　　

　　 The powerful innate coercion surged out from the scarlet figure, shocking the fierce beast in the forest trembling.

　　

　　 Wow!

　　

　　 The blue-clothed boy on the horse, with the sword box on his back, suddenly opened his vision, and the strong sunlight was dazzling.

　　

　　 The young man narrowed his eyes slightly and was a little uncomfortable.

　　

　　 looked forward to the past, only to see the front, a roaring river running ten miles away.

　　

　　 is going forward, there are endless mountains and rivers, towering into the clouds, majestic and majestic.

　　

　　 "Huh... finally out of the Hengyun Mountains!"

　　

　　The boy in blue is no one else but Lin Yun.

　　

　　 After the blood dragon horse breaks through the innate, he no longer has any concerns, and the horse runs wildly all the way.

　　

　　 Breaking through the blood dragon horse of the congenital, the speed is incredible, and it is flying fast on the ground.

　　

　　嗤嗤!

　　

　　 On its horseshoe, there are even residual **** lightning, creaking.

　　

　　 Lin Yun took out the map on horseback, compared it with the surrounding environment, and then his eyes fell on the turbulent and roaring river.

　　

　　"According to the records on the map, I have now officially set foot on the territory of the Great Qin Empire."

　　

　　The fierce battle with the Liu family in the woods before is not considered an imperial territory.

　　

　　 Qingning City, where Liu's family is located, is a small border town, extremely inconspicuous, and looks like an enclave.

　　

　　"This area was called Qingyang County in the Great Qin Empire. The area of ​​a county is larger than the combined area of ​​several neighboring countries. If I want to go deep into the hinterland of Qingyang County, I have to go over the mountains. Either down the river..."

　　

　　 Lin Yun frowned slightly, no matter which one he chose, the road was not easy to walk.

　　

　　 first go and have a look!

　　

　　DaDaDa, under the **** horse galloping, after a few breaths, Lin Yun came to the shore with Lin Yun.

　　

　　 "What a big river!"

　　

　　 I was far away before, and I couldn't feel the magnificence of the river. After I walked in, I realized that it was very different.

　　

　　 The river is as wide as a lake. Lin Yun glanced at the eyesight of his eyes and looked far away, only to vaguely see the dim and fuzzy scene of the opposite bank through the mist.

　　

　　 at least close to a kilometer!

　　

　　Lin Yun has never seen such a wide river. It seems that the idea of ​​going over the mountains has to be let go.

　　

　　 With his body style, he flew horizontally in the air, up to three hundred meters.

　　

　　 As for the ancient sword box, it should be able to fly for kilometers after being injected into the innate spiritual element.

　　

　　 But Jiang Xin had strong winds from time to time, and the waves continued to flow, and the stormy waves were extremely shocking.

　　

　　 Although the ancient sword box can carry people, it is very unstable. It will sway without wind or waves, and it will be too risky to cross this dangerous river.

　　

　　Besides, he can pass, but the blood dragon can't pass.

　　

　　 The blood dragon horse runs like flying, but it doesn’t really fly.

　　

　　 Honestly turning around, Lin Yun chopped down a few trunks of the right size and tied them together to make a simple raft.

　　

　　 one man, one horse, jumped on the raft one after another, and went down the river.

　　

　　 When the water flow was gentle, Lin Yun poured his innate soul into the raft and flew across the river.

　　

　　Using the innate spirit to force the raft to move forward, it consumes a lot of money.

　　

　　 But fortunately, during part of the time, the water is so turbulent that there is no need to deliberately urge it.

　　

　　The raft carries Lin Yun and the blood dragon horse. In this river, the speed is not slow at all.

　　

　　 Lin Yun sat cross-legged, letting the river surge, closing his eyes and practicing.

　　

　　 The eye orifice opened in front of the chest crazily swallows the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth, and the speed is ten times faster than that of the future heaven.

　　

　　 makes people feel incredible, hard to imagine, when all the seven innate orifices are opened.

　　

How fast will 　　 absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

　　

　　 Innate and nurture are separated by a door, but there is a world of difference.

　　

When 　　 reaches the innate realm, it is considered that he has officially embarked on martial arts practice. Everything before that is just polishing the flesh.

　　

　　 Lin Yun’s innate pure Yang Gong, with the help of eleven petals of nasturtium, has already broken through to the third level.

　　

　　 Now, the pure Yang Lingyuan in his body is thick and condensed.

　　

Between 　　 and swimming in the meridians, the sound of rushing is not much quieter than the whistling of the river.

　　

　　 When he opened his eyes, his eyes flickered, and his eyes were as bright and deep as stars and gems.

　　

　　 It is getting late, and the handsome face of the boy looks full of charm under the influence of the sunset.

　　

　　 At this time, it's autumn.

　　

The dense jungle on both sides of the 　　 river, the branches and leaves are full of fiery red color.

　　

　　Under the sunset glow, dense leaves like fireworks add a strand of melancholy.

　　

　　 Lin Yun admired the beauty of the shore, and couldn't help but feel it. In the star-like eyes, there was a hint of worry.

　　

　　 After more than ten days of trying, Wuhun is still a pool of stagnant water, without fluctuations.

　　

　　 No matter how hard he tried, that broken sword just couldn't be sacrificed.

　　

　　 several times, I was even injured by the mysterious chain, which made people vomit blood depressed.

　　

　　He is not afraid that Wuhun is a broken sword, he is afraid that Wuhun is abolished. If he is abolished, he is sentenced to death.

　　

　　 For the smug, this kind of blow is too big.

　　

　　 put down the sword box, Lin Yun took out the funeral sword and stood in front of the raft.

　　

　　锵!

　　

　　The sword body of the burial foil is like a stream of autumn water, sliding past Lin Yun's eyes, looking at the sword in his hand, looking at the surging river, with mixed feelings in his heart.

　　

　　 Suddenly, the shadow of the other person jumped and used his sword technique on the river surface.

　　

　　 Gathering water into a ridicule, rushing like wind, flowing wind swordsmanship, flowing water like wind!

　　

　　 On the surface of the river, the strong wind continues, and the river flows endlessly, which perfectly fits the artistic conception of Liufeng swordsmanship.

　　

　　 The Peak Flowing Wind Swordsmanship, displayed in his hands, is perfect. One move, one style, come at your fingertips, do whatever you want. Between moves, like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace.

　　

　　 When it was about to fall, tap the tip of your toe lightly on the surface of the water, taking advantage of the strong wind on the surface of the river, and then vacated again.

　　

　　, it seems, it's back to the night of fighting against Su Ziyao.

　　

　　 The whole person forgets me completely, is immersed in kendo, and forgets everything in the world.

　　

　　Only the sword in his hand, only the surging river, and the unstoppable wind, accompany him.

　　

　　咻!

　　

　　 I don't know when, a figure dashed over the river surface. People soared on the water, like a phantom, and in an instant they surpassed the sword-dancing Lin Yun.

　　

　　 only left, bursts of fragrance, scattered in the mist.

　　

　　 "Huh..."

　　

　　 The master of the figure suddenly turned back, looked at Lin Yun who was dancing the sword, and said softly.

　　

　　 is a girl in red, her eyes narrowed slightly, as cute as a crescent moon. His body was full of dusty temperament, as if he was going to become a fairy, eager to go. But on that delicate face, a pair of crescent-like pretty eyes pulled her fairy-like temperament abruptly from the sky.

　　

　　"Such an exquisite sword technique appeared on a warrior with an innate ability, it is really incredible. I'm afraid it won't be long before you will master the sword intent... I'll help you!"

　　

　　The girl smiled slightly, and dropped her toes on the water surface among the crimson leaves on the shore.

　　

　　 took off a flute from his waist, placed it under his lips, and blew it gently.

　　

　　 Lin Yun, who was immersed in the flow of wind swordsmanship, suddenly heard wisps of flute sound. In the misty mist, it was as vague as a fairy sound, looming.

　　

　　In the beginning, Lin Yun didn't care much, only that the sound of the flute was pleasing to the ear, just like the sound of nature.

　　

　　 Gradually, a touch of surprise flashed in my heart, and the sound of Xiaoyin that didn't know where it came from actually matched his sword skills.

　　

　　 When he made a sharp move, the sound of the Xiao rose suddenly and went straight to the sky, agitated.

　　

　　 When his sword moves like water, the sound of the flute is low, brisk and clear.

　　

　　 Unknowingly, it changed into Xiaoyin's sword technique guiding him.

　　

　　 At the end, Lin Yun was extremely surprised to find that his huge sword power was condensing a little bit.

　　

　　 is so mysterious and unbelievable.

　　

　　 Can the sword power be as condensed as a spirit element?

　　

　　 Gathering swords into the wind! Back to the light for a photo! No trace of the wind!

　　

　　 Waiting for the three ultimate moves of Liufeng Swordsmanship to be completed, Lin Yun's sword power suddenly condensed. For a time, the boundless sword power seemed to be perfectly integrated with this landscape and river.

　　

　　Man and sword have reached an unprecedented fit.

　　

　　 looked at it in a blink of an eye, the waves surging in the air, the rolling drops of water, all became very clear in his eyes.

　　

　　 At this moment, the sword is one. Everything in the world, as if under this sword, solidified.

　　

　　 Click!

　　

　　 Broken Sword Martial Soul, it seems to be pulled out half an inch, giving birth to a ray of sword light around the entire sword body.

　　

　　 Lin Yun suddenly moved in his heart, quickly retracted his sword, turned around and leaped onto the raft.

　　

　　 looked around, and saw a young man in red holding a flute among the red leaves on the shore.

　　

　　"Young man, good swordsmanship!"

　　

　　The girl smiled lightly, her eyes narrowed into two crescents, and the charming autumn colors all over the mountains for a time were all overshadowed by a smile.

　　

　　"Hey, girl..."

　　

　　 Lin Yun hurriedly called, but the girl ignored him and disappeared into the mist along the river like a spirit.

　　

　　 Looking at the other person's ghostly figure away, Lin Yun shook his head, with a pity in his eyes.

　　

　　 too late to say thank you~IndoMTL.com~ The other party actually left like this.

　　

　　 At this moment, his heart was extremely emotional, and the martial soul, who had not moved for many days, actually moved, pulling out half an inch!

　　

　　 fully stated that his martial soul is not a martial soul, nor is it a broken sword.

　　

　　 is an ancient sword inserted in the dark. It is not that it cannot be sacrificed, but it requires a high level of kendo comprehension.

　　

　　 Just now, when the human sword became one, the ancient sword was pulled out half an inch.

　　

　　"But what is this lingering sword light?"

　　

　　If the ancient sword spirit cannot be sacrificed for the time being, can this glimmer of sword light be sacrificed?

　　

　　 Heart moved, Lin Yun swung a sword.

　　

　　嘭!

　　

　　 I saw a touch of sword light, traversing from the burial sword, and the vast river surface was cut into a smooth whole crack like tofu.