Chapter 750

In the gloomy sky, Lin Yun and Wu Xiaotian on the eaves each took their positions and stood opposite each other.

Is this going to be a fight?

Ji Wuye looked surprised. He didn't expect his senior brother to be so concerned about Lin Yun that he actually took the initiative to discuss with Lin Yun.

No matter what, Lin Yun is just a rising star, so what if he can really kill the overlord-level Celestial Soul Monster?

Senior brother can seriously injure the overlord monster with a single blow, but he is the one who wants to kill the beast king.

No matter how you look at it, Senior Brother seems a little "condescending".

With a hint of doubt, Ji Wuye quietly retreated, staring at the two of them tightly, daring not to miss any details.

Wu Xiaotian had a casual smile on his face, saying that he was learning from each other, but he didn't seem to care too much.

Under his clothes, his muscles were loose and slack, and he couldn't see the wild and unbridled domineering before him. At first glance, there were almost flaws up and down.

But Lin Yun didn't move, he looked calm and held the hilt in his left hand. The majestic sword intent in the depths of his eyes is like a pool of autumn water, the ancient well does not wave, and there is a hint of coolness, giving people the feeling of being hidden.

Gradually, the smile on Wu Xiaotian's face subsided, and his momentum gradually became condensed. It was loose and loose before, and it looked like it was full of flaws. When I counted it down, it turned out that without exception, it was all traps left on purpose.

"Aren't you ready yet?"

As time passed, a look of impatience appeared in the eyes of Ji Wuye, who was on the sidelines. The two of them were too contrived.

But that's all, it's worth it to be so serious?

call out!

But at this moment, Ji Wuye suddenly felt a flash in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see what happened. I heard a deafening sword cry, the sword sound was like a thunder that fell from the nine heavens, illuminating the whole world in just an instant.

Roar!

At the same time, another nine blood pythons roared successively, and behind Wu Xiaotian, a large area of ​​dazzling blood light appeared.

The two figures flashed each other, and at the moment when they crossed each other, a dazzling sword light met the palms of the nine blood pythons, and slammed into each other between the electric light and flint.

Boom!

At this moment, two terrifying auras intertwined, soaring upwards, soaring into the sky, poking out a huge hole in the thick demon cloud.

Whoa!

The dazzling morning light condensed into a golden beam of light through the hole, shrouding Lin Yun and Wu Xiaotian. That kind of light is particularly conspicuous in this endless darkness, and even a hundred miles away, the cold faces of the two of them can be clearly seen.

Ji Wuye opened his mouth wide, and his eyes were full of disbelief. Under the golden beam of light in front of him, Lin Yun's long hair fluttering into the sky, Wu Xiaotian's ferocious roaring face, and the respective edges between the two's palms seemed to solidify into eternity at this moment.

Imprinted into a picture scroll, deeply imprinted in Ji Wuye's mind, cannot be erased.

boom!

But in fact, the two of them were extremely fast, and with just such a stagger, the sparring was over. Lin Yun's mouth overflowed with blood stains, and he flew upside down with his sword for a hundred miles. Wu Xiaotian's face was expressionless, and his right hand slowly fell.

Countless gazes were attracted by the golden light, but when they turned back, they saw nothing.

The huge hole in the magic cloud has been closed. As far as the eye can see, it is dim, and neither Lin Yun nor Wu Xiaotian can be seen, as if what he saw just now was just an illusion.

"you lose."

Wu Xiaotian's mouth curled into a smile and said softly.

After the flowers were buried in their sheaths, Lin Yun wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said softly, "Not necessarily."

Tick! Tick! Before Wu Xiaotian could fully retract his right hand, slight cracks appeared, and blood kept dripping. His face was constantly changing, and after a long time, he looked at Lin Yun solemnly, and said in a deep voice, "Your sword intent is really good, but your path is impossible, you know what I mean.

"

Lin Yun was noncommittal and did not answer.

"Why, what am I saying?" Wu Xiaotian pondered: "In the entire Nanhua Ancient Region, no, in the entire Xuanhuang Realm, no one can master the psychic sword intent before the Celestial Soul. Even if the Heavenly Soul is promoted, the Seven Souls have not yet been opened. Before, there were very few people who mastered the psychic sword intent. Even if the kendo talent is not inferior to your Nangong Wanyu, it is still a choice.

another way. "

"You lost your ambition in the hands of Jiang Ziye. Even if you seem to have stepped out of the trough, you still haven't gotten over your fear of the Three Kings and Qiying. You and I are different."

When the words fell, Lin Yun handed over and said goodbye.

Wu Xiaotian's face was slightly ugly, and Lin Yun's last sentence had a great impact on him.

"This guy is too crazy."

Ji Wuye came over and said quite indifferently.

In the competition just now, even if it was a tie, it was Lin Yun who lost. He knew very well that the senior brother had a trump card and did not show it, and the cultivation base also suppressed the realm.

Wu Xiaotian waved his hand and said: "I can't say that, he does have crazy capital. But the feast of dragons, this person is no longer a concern. It is too difficult to understand the spirit of the sword before the age of 20..."

"How difficult."

"It's a hundred times more difficult than killing the Beastmaster. He is trying to make a prison, and he will definitely pay for it."

He only learned one trick, but Wu Xiaotian was keenly aware of Lin Yun's ambitions, so he was not optimistic about it at all.

It is even asserted that it is not a cause for concern at the feast of dragons.

Different?

Wu Xiaotian stared at Lin Yun's retreating back, and snorted coldly in his heart, it was indeed different. I have the qualifications to challenge the Three Kings and Qiying, but you are destined to have no qualifications.

How could it be the same!

...

Ten days later, the Yanlong Mountains fell to the Dragon Slope.

Lin Yun revisited his old place. At the end of his sight, there was a sword hanging above the nine heavens, lingering with immortal thunder.

The endless and majestic sword intent, with the blooming of the sword light, illuminated the mountain top that towered into the clouds, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

Nine days of thunder, sword light shines in the world!

It was a boundless sword intent that Lin Yun couldn't understand at all. It was a condensed sword that contained the swordsman's arrogant and immortal will for thousands of years.

"It was spectacular."

Although it wasn't the first time I saw it, Lin Yun was still very shocked, and there were no words to describe the shock in his heart.

It was so strong that Lin Yun felt that the sword hanging in the sky was the monarch of this world. Anyone who dares to be disrespectful in the slightest will suffer annihilation and be immediately punished.

Wu Xiaotian said that his path would not work, and he would definitely not be able to advance to the psychic sword intent, but he was a little naive.

He didn't know that Lin Yun had reached the half-step psychic sword intent, and such an achievement alone was enough to be proud of the Xuanhuang Realm.

Although the remaining half step was as difficult as reaching the sky, when Lin Yun finally took a half step, the raised foot would always fall. Maybe a year and a half, maybe just one day is enough, it will always fall, just depends on how long it will take.

As for himself, he was frightened by the Three Kings and Qiying, and that fear was rooted in his heart.

If you can't recognize it clearly, this year's Dragon Feast will probably repeat the same mistakes and continue to lose to the hands of the Three Kings and Qiying.

I'm not the same as you.

Lin Yun's words were not just casual.

Whoosh!

With his toes lightly on the ground, Lin Yun undulated a few times and came to the foot of Luolongpo. There was an invisible sword force ahead, covering the hillside, and Lin Yun did not dare to go forward easily.

The position he was standing was also where the Sword Emperor Grass was buried in the Jagged Sword Hall.

"I don't know who left this sword intent."

Lin Yun raised his eyes and looked at the sword on the top of the mountain. He raised his sword intent to the limit and took a closer look.

Huh?

After a while, Lin Yun let out a small yawn, and his face changed slightly.

The sharp sword hanging alone on Luolong Slope suddenly moved, and the picture he saw changed drastically.

I saw that ray of sword light suddenly dissipated and merged with the sky, stirring the animation sky. The endless clouds rolled and moved, and with the surging of the sword light, the situation changed, and the weather was endless.

This is……

This is the Innate Sword Intent, blending with the sky, overlooking the vast earth!

Lin Yun was shocked, that the sharp sword on the top of the mountain actually gave him a picture of the innate sword intent reaching the extreme, which was incredible.

Whoa!

Just when his heart was shaking, the picture was changing, and thousands of sword lights flashed across the sky. Every ray of sword light flashes, tearing apart the sky like a cloth covering the earth, and countless starlights fall down the cracks.

In the beginning, only hundreds of stars fell from the torn gap, and each star was like eternity. Gradually, with the strengthening of the sword intent, the hole in the sky that was torn apart became larger and larger, and the shining stars increased from hundreds to one thousand, two thousand... eight thousand, nine thousand!

The picture in front of him was too shocking, Lin Yun's heart was full of waves, every time the sword light passed, the light of 9,000 stars shone down, shining the stars in the sky and the earth, the vast earth, shining brightly, that is a kind of vastness A majestic and magnificent vision.

This is the psychic sword intent!

Lin Yun's heart was shocked, and he immediately woke up. This is the evolution from the innate sword intent to the stronger psychic sword intent.

When this psychic sword intent reached its limit, the light of nine thousand stars condensed into nine majestic star swirls. Each star swirl is as long as a kilometer in diameter, like a galaxy composed of five thousand stars. During the frantic rotation, the sky seems to be pressed down, and you can reach out and touch it.

Click!

The nine stars dissipated at the same time, the sword was hanging in the air, thousands of stars withered like flowers, and in the endless eternal darkness, the sword was only accompanied by the sun and the moon.

Lin Yun had never seen such a big sun and bright moon in his life. But in front of that sword, it was surprisingly small.

With one sword, the sun and the moon shine together, and the starlight fades away. Is this the third-grade sword intent that surpasses the psychic sword intent?

it hurts!

Lin Yun didn't have time to think about it, his eyes were extremely painful, two tears of blood flowed from his eyes, and his vision was pitch black.

After a moment of panic, Lin Yunxin gradually calmed down. This should be the senior warning him not to watch any more.

Before he was here, he couldn't see this kind of sword intent because he didn't practice enough. At present, Jianyi has been promoted to half-step psychic, and I can barely see three pictures of different levels, but it seems that it is not enough.

Night falls.

Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, put his hands on his left and right knees, and slowly closed his eyes.

The firefly that he could not see with the naked eye actually shone in the night, flying up and down. In the Yanlong Ridge, many powerful monsters saw this strange scene.

They wanted to check it out, but when they thought of the sword on Luolongpo, they lost their courage and trembled all over.

The night passed quietly.

Lin Yun opened his eyes. His stabbed eyes were clear and bright, and had long since recovered.

In front of him, there was a ray of firefly light that still hadn't dissipated. Lin Yun's mind moved slightly, my sword intent stayed for a whole night without being extinguished?

Although these achievements cannot be compared with the immortal sword intent of Luolongpo for thousands of years, it was a great surprise to Lin Yun.

When he reached out his hand and touched it lightly, the light of the firefly scattered like a dandelion. It was extremely bright, but it only existed for a moment and then disappeared.

"Thank you senior."

Lin Yun folded his hands together, bowed his head and bowed towards the Luolongpo, and gave a respectful salute.

The senior who left this strand of sword intent may have left or may have died. But Lin Yun believed that the will of the other party was still there, just like when Murong Jing and others defeated the Purple Lightning Demon Dragon Vulture, they were also helping him.

When Lin Yun looked up again, a wisp of arrogance came out wantonly in his eyes, and the bright eyes showed a sharp edge that shocked the world.

Who said that the psychic sword intent cannot be comprehended under the celestial soul in the Xuanhuang realm?

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