Chapter 478

Compared with himself, it is much easier to step into the Purple Mansion as a dragon and horse with the blood of a mutant dragon.

Beside the bonfire, Lin Yun thought for a moment and took out a jade slip.

The jade slip is the secret book of Ba Jian's entire book.

Since he set off, he has slept and slept in the open air, hurrying during the day, and refining the Ziyuan Jianjin at night. However, he never had time to go and see the tyrannical sword that Protector Mei gave him.

Immediately, sticking the jade slip to his forehead, a vast aura immediately poured into his mind.

Tyrant, in heaven and earth, respect me, if there is any dissatisfaction, I will cut it with a sword!

The first to bear the brunt is a very domineering sentence, heaven and earth, respect me, if you don't agree, you will be killed with a sword.

There are nine styles of Tyrant Sword, one style is stronger than the first style, the power is multiplied, and the power becomes more and more terrifying after desire.

The first style, run to thunder and cut electricity!

The second style, shocking the sun!

The third type, the stars explode!

The fourth form, the morning sun breaks!

The fifth style, blood towns mountains and rivers!

The sixth form, cross cut too!

The seventh form, infinite light!

The eighth style, forever!

The ninth style, dominate the world!

The nine styles of Bajian, one sword is more difficult to cultivate than another. Lin Yun digested the information in his mind and felt that his head was extremely large. With his kendo perception, he could only barely understand the first style.

The latter eight styles, apart from their names, are completely ignorant, let alone their true meanings.

As for the first style of Thunder and Lightning, although I can barely understand it, I can't understand the true meaning of it, and it is impossible to cultivate to the realm of Dacheng.

Lin Yun let go of his hand and opened his eyes, thoughtful.

He now believes that why Hufa Mei has the confidence to assert that this swordsmanship is the existence of phoenix hair water chestnut even if it looks at the ancient South China region.

Since he had mastered the Innate Sword Intent before entering the Purple Mansion, he felt that it was so difficult to cultivate.

As an ordinary person, even if you get this jade slip, you will be like reading a book from heaven, and you will not understand it at all.

"But the more it is, the more it can prove the power of this sword technique?"

Lin Yun held the jade slip tightly, licked his chapped lips, and a hot light appeared in his eyes.

It's fun to have challenges.

Without thinking much, he put away the jade slip and slowly got up with the bonfire plate.

The dark eyes of the young man shone with a dim light in the dark night, as if they could pierce the darkness.

With a casual move, he picked up the branch and gestured silently in the dark.

"Ben Lei Slashing Electricity, what is Ben Lei Slashing Electricity? These four words should be interpreted coherently, or should be interpreted as rushing thunder and slashing electricity. If they are read separately, it is the same as the dragon, flying and tiger jumping that I practiced before. There are a lot of similarities and differences.”

"No, no. In terms of mentality, this lightning strike is completed in one go, without any breakpoints. The true essence is running like a river, and it is endless. If I practice separately, I will definitely hurt myself."

"Then Benlei Zhantai, what exactly is it?"

...

In the blink of an eye, the sky brightened.

The bonfire had already been extinguished, and Lin Yun, who had learned the sword all night, looked very tired under the light of the rising sun.

But his eyes were bright and full of energy.

"I haven't encountered such a challenge for a long time, and I couldn't perform it overnight."

A smile appeared on Lin Yun's face, and he whispered to himself.

Martial arts are divided into four realms, the beginning, the small, the great and the peak, and the transformation realm that only a few people know about.

Most people don't need to continue to spend time cultivating a martial art after they have reached the zenith.

Dacheng martial arts, enough to exert 80 to 90% of the power of martial arts, are already very good, the peak is perfect, it is too harsh, there is no need to force it.

As for the realm?

They simply cannot perceive the existence of the transformation environment.

For Lin Yun, his savvy is extraordinary, as long as swordsmanship is basically just a glance, it can be completed in half a day, which means that it can be easily displayed.

In one day, you can make a small achievement and exert 30% of the power of swordsmanship.

As little as seven days, as much as half a month, it can be completed, and 90% of the power of swordsmanship can be exerted.

As for the consummation of the peak, at most one month, it can be achieved effortlessly.

It is also a transformational realm, which is a bit of a challenge for him. After all, he wants to cultivate a martial skill to the transformational realm. In addition to comprehension, it also requires time-based precipitation, which cannot be achieved overnight.

But right now, this Tyrant Sword is only the first style, which makes him feel embarrassed.

It took a whole night in vain, and even the first Chengdu could not be reached.

"Fortunately, it's not that there is no eyebrows at all, otherwise I'm really desperate."

Lin Yun smiled and stretched.

Da da da!

The sound of horses' hooves sounded in the wasteland, and the blood dragon horse that had not returned overnight appeared in front of Lin Yun, and the aura of this guy became much deeper.

The body is strong and powerful, the bright red skin looks like blood jade, and there is an evil spirit in the mighty.

"I'm afraid that these two goods won a lot of money last night, but I'm looking forward to how they will transform after they are promoted to Zifu."

Whispering to himself, Lin Yun led the blood dragon and horse and walked casually in this desolate wasteland.

He didn't have a specific destination. He just wanted to leave Daqin first and then travel around the surrounding area. After getting to know the entire South China Ancient Region, he set his purpose.

for the rest of the time.

Lin Yun comprehends the first style of Ba Jian during the day, rushing to thunder and slashing electricity, and at night, he continues to refine Zi Yuan Jian Jin, which is a bit boring but also fulfilling.

"Bending the thunder and cutting the electricity, the so-called rushing thunder refers to a kind of potential. When the sword is about to come out, the potential is like running thunder, and it is boundless. When the sword is out, the thunderbolt sword light that is cut out is like piercing the void. Lightning that breaks the night!

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"So the point of this sword is how to condense the momentum of rushing thunder. The greater the momentum, the more terrifying the sword light that is cut out."

"That's how it should be."

After three days, Lin Yun finally got his head straight and understood the main points of the lightning strike.

Boom!

Just as he was about to try, a dull thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and in an instant, the rolling thunderclouds were like thousands of troops and horses, and like a vast ocean, overwhelming and boundless, constantly changing.

"Is it going to rain?"

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes brightened. Isn't this exactly what he wanted to run into thunder?

Right now, the situation is changing, and the mountains and rains are about to come.

The sky was gloomy and terrifying, but the rain did not fall. When it was about to fall, the dull thunder rumbled non-stop, bringing great pressure to people.

boom!

While thinking about it, a ferocious lightning flashed through the void, time seemed to condense, and the distant sky seemed to burst under the electric light.

Whoa!

The next moment, the pouring rain fell mercilessly, and in the dim sky, the raindrops fell like knives.

"I see."

Lin Yun was soaked all over, but a rare smile appeared on his face. His understanding of Lightning Strike was correct.

Finding a place to shelter from the rain at will, the young man sat cross-legged amid the rolling thunder, accompanied by lightning that pierced through the void from time to time.

In his mind, he is full of tyrannical swordsmanship.

Time passed, and before you knew it, the rain stopped quietly, the rolling thunderclouds dissipated in the sky, and the big sun showed its hot and violent side with a more violent attitude.

Quiet the wasteland and restore it to the usual anxious environment.

Sudden.

Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes, without warning, the sky suddenly darkened. The wind and clouds change color, and the mountains and rains are about to come.

The sound of thunder derived from sword intent resounded in all directions.

A vast and boundless sword force, like endless thunder, bloomed on Lin Yun's body. This sword force caused a gust of wind, and thunderclouds rolled.

Lightning strikes!

Lin Yun stretched out his hand, grabbed the right hand of the funeral flower, and drew his sword out of its sheath.

In an instant, a sword beam burst out from the sword like a thunderbolt. The thunder that roared from all directions reached its peak at this moment, and the sword glow burst out with dazzling electric light.

Whoosh!

When Lin Yun retracted his sword, the aftermath dissipated, and a ravine several thousand meters long appeared in front of Lin Yun.

The gully is ten meters wide and ten meters deep.

Shocking, scary!

The gorgeous and domineering sword made Lin Yun a little stunned and couldn't believe it. Immediately afterwards, his heart was ecstatic, and his face was full of excitement.

This is just the beginning, not even a small Chengdu.

If one day, this sword is completed, how terrifying the power will be?

Can't imagine, really can't imagine.

In fact, this sword's ability to exert such terrifying power is somewhat special.

It has something to do with Lin Yun himself. These days, he has been refining the purple kite sword art with the third-grade spiritual jade, and nearly 60% of the majestic and deep essence in his body has been converted into silver-white purple kite sword energy.

Changed to other half-step Zifu leaders, even if he was like him, he was lucky enough to display this lightning bolt.

It is absolutely impossible to achieve such a terrifying power.

First, there is no such powerful and majestic true essence as him, and secondly, there is no support from the ancient swordsmanship, neither, the power will naturally be greatly reduced.

But no matter what, the power of this tyrannical sword is really not bad.

Protector Mei's wild remarks are true.

With this swordsmanship, Lin Yun will definitely want to make a name for himself when he walks through the ancient South China region.

"However, the real energy consumed by this Tyrant Sword is terrifying enough. Fortunately, my own real energy is strong enough."

Lin Yun checked it out, and the sword dashed to thunder and slashed electricity, draining nearly a quarter of his true essence.

If there is another sword, I am afraid that the consumption will be even greater.

True Yuan is a trivial matter, and it is mainly a mental drain, which is unbearable.

Boom!

Just at this moment, the thunder sounded again, and Lin Yun frowned slightly, which was a little strange.

The sword momentum has long since dissipated, so why did Lei Sheng think of it again? Could there be other people practicing swords?

When he looked up, the rolling thunderclouds gathered again, boundless, more vast than what he had seen before.

"No, this is definitely not derived from Sword Intent..."

Lin Yun's calm analyst, such a vast vision must be the real existence of nature.

If someone really can use their own power to develop this continuous thundercloud for thousands of miles, I really can't imagine how terrifying it is.

I can't think of a reason, Lin Yun just regarded it as the wonder of this deserted wasteland.

In the next few days, the thunderclouds scattered and gathered, gathered and scattered, and went back and forth eight times.

"Are you here again?"

When Lin Yun was about to leave the Wasteland of Desolation, the ninth thunderclouds gathered in the sky.

Endless thunderclouds, boundless.

In the discoloration of the wind and clouds, this side of the world seems to be the end of the world. Lin Yun was in it, feeling some kind of fear born from the bottom of his heart for no reason, and trembled slightly.

Sitting down, the blood dragon horse, who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, is also a little uneasy.

"What the hell is going on?" No matter how stupid Lin Yun was, he could guess that this matter was a little abnormal.