Chapter 1196
Except for Luo Hua, everyone else in the field is fighting against the majestic coercion that exists everywhere in the world, and they don't know the current situation of Qian Lei Jian.
The Fenyan Sword is already enough, even the Dragon Vein Realm boss can't help but be moved, and may not even be able to afford it.
In addition, it was forged by Feng Xuanzi, so it can barely be regarded as a valuable sword, and it definitely deserves the word Famous Sword.
But compared with Qianlei, such a sword is a drop in the bucket, not even one percent or even one thousandth.
The Thousand Thunder Sword is too rare, especially after seeing its imprinted Divine Mark, its value will inevitably skyrocket.
When Elder Bai heard that the Qianlei Sword was about to break, he was so frightened that he fell to his knees.
Even Luo Hua couldn't help but feel a little heartache.
Fen Yan has already been broken, if Qian Lei breaks again, then Lin Yun, the dragon and ghosts who have been desperately fighting through the three formations, is equivalent to doing useless work.
Even if Lin Yun didn't feel bad for him, Luo Hua would feel bad for him. The image of the three sharp swords piercing his chest still remained in his mind.
"You stay, I'll go take a look!"
Luo Hua stretched out her arms and rose into the sky, facing the majestic sword power that is everywhere in the world, and flew towards Lin Yun.
"Master Luo!"
Elder Bai was immediately impatient, and Lin Yun's current state did not know what the situation was.
If the Thousand Thunder Sword is really short, the power generated by the explosion may cause the powerhouse of the Dragon Vein Realm to fall directly.
in the void.
Lin Yun's face showed an extremely labored look, and the current situation was no longer completely under his control.
The Qianlei Sword was competing with the "broken sword" in his body, and it could be clearly felt that the broken sword in his body hardly exerted much force. The Thousand Thunder Sword exploded to the limit, and even risked his own dignity, and would rather break it than give in.
Lin Yun's head was incomparably large, no wonder this broken sword was convinced by the headmaster of Fu Yun at the beginning.
The tempers of the two are so similar that they are almost carved out of the same mold.
You are a little softer, so what can you do if you send me back, but he doesn't, struggling to burst into light, fighting against the broken sword in Lin Yun's body.
Seeing more and more cracks in the God Mark behind him, Lin Yun couldn't help but feel anxious. There is a crack in the divine pattern, and there is no major problem, and it will recover sooner or later.
But if the whole is broken, there will be cracks in the body of the Thousand Thunder Sword, and there is no way to repair it if the Mo clan cannot be found.
A peerless sword might just be scrapped.
Seven Flowers Gather!
Blood flames burn!
God is in the sky!
Lin Yun shouted angrily in his heart, and all kinds of trump cards were sacrificed without reservation. The remaining star demon flowers in the body bloomed one by one, and the blood-flaming sacred pattern of the dragon in the heart burned, making the fleshly body as powerful as a hundred-patterned holy artifact.
At the same time, Banbu Shenxiao's sword intent kept moving, and the sword cocoon between the eyebrows burst into bloom.
It's a pity that Lin Yun just fought, Xingmohua lost most of it, and the sword intent was consumed a lot. Even if Nirvana Pill was restored, he would not be able to return to the peak in a short time.
The Thousand Thunder Sword was being put into the sheath little by little by him, but this speed was still slower than the speed of the Divine Mark shattering.
no!
Lin Yun couldn't care less, he took a deep breath, and a sharp edge surged in his eyes.
Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!
Motivated by the Floating Cloud Sword Art, the true Holy Spirit of the Thirteenth Floating Cloud Sword appeared in the eyes of the world once again.
boom!
When the Qingmang giant sword stood in the void as if forever, Lin Yun obviously felt that the pressure was much less. But even so, the Thousand Thunder Sword didn't seem to be convinced. After a moment of calm, it immediately erupted with a terrifying edge, and even the Green Light Giant Sword couldn't hold it back.
"be honest!"
But this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Lin Yun will not miss it, without waiting for his real mana, it will explode in an instant.
Clang!
When the Divine Rune was about to burst completely, the Thousand Thunder Sword was completely sheathed, and there was nothing left in the world for a while.
Pfft!
Lin Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and the azure giant sword became illusory. Even if his seven flowers gathered on the top of his head, his physical body far surpassed that of ordinary people, and he sacrificed the Holy Spirit such as the Cyanmang Giant Sword twice in a row, his own blood and energy could not fully support it.
Without the support of blood energy, the Qingmang giant sword could not be maintained, and it would dissipate in the world in a short while.
"I'll be darling, I'll frighten this Emperor to death. If this Thousand Thunder Sword is broken, this Emperor will be heartbroken!" Xiao Bingfeng patted her chest in the Ziyuan Sword Box. , hurriedly said: "Lin Yun, what's the matter with you, don't scare me..."
Whoosh!
Lin Yun's body was in mid-air, like a kite with a broken string, and it kept falling on its head.
In his current state of injury and injury, if he hit the ground with one head, he would be half disabled if he didn't die. Maybe if you are not careful, you will become the first kendo genius in history to throw yourself to death.
Whoa!
There was a warm breeze blowing in the air, Luo Hua caught Lin Yun, and then hugged Lin Yun and fluttered up.
"How did you come."
Lin Yun's face was pale, lying on the arm of the place, looking at Luo Hua up close, as if from a lifetime, leisurely like a dream.
"I feel sorry for you."
Luo Hua looked at Lin Yun, the veil covered her face, so she couldn't even see her eyes. But in such soft words, people can feel that there must be a rare tenderness on her face.
She said distressed, not worried.
"It's okay, I don't feel pain, I'll just take a breath."
Lin Yun smiled, he took a deep breath, and let the medicinal effects of Nirvana Pill continue to dissipate in his body, and his complexion turned rosy after a while.
"Lin Yun, I don't want to stay here anymore." Luo Hua said slowly, she could hear a trace of boredom in her voice.
She hated the Feng family and the atmosphere of Qingyan Tibetan Sword Tower.
"Then let's go."
Lin Yun got up and flew out of her arm, holding the Thousand Thunder Sword in his left hand, while his right hand stretched out towards the other side.
"I'll listen to you."
Luo Hua stretched out her hand very naturally, and clasped her hands tightly together.
"Let's go!"
Lin Yun's long hair was falling down, and his pale face was a little tired, but he still couldn't hide his peerless elegance. His flawless face, embellished with a little purple mark, was as handsome as a monster.
The majestic sword power between heaven and earth did not exist, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and stood up swayingly.
Just the moment they looked up, they couldn't close their mouths in surprise. They saw Lin Yun dressed in a blue shirt, carrying a sword box on his back, holding the Thousand Thunder Sword in his left hand, and Luo Hua in white in his right hand.
One was unparalleled in elegance and the other was spotless. The two of them were like a couple of gods, drifting away without stopping for a moment.
Even after many years have passed, the people of Qingyan County cannot forget this scene.
After a while, everyone woke up in shock.
"Is this gone?"
It was so sudden that he left without stopping.
The corner of Elder Bai's mouth twitched, these two guys really showed his face again, and didn't even say hello, the old man hasn't left yet!
He got up and hurriedly ran outside, he didn't dare to stay in this Feng family.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At the same time, two figures chased out one after another, one was Zhao Yan, the sword idiot, and the other was Ye Feifan, who had a very broken mouth.
The Famous Sword Conference came to an end, the entire Feng family was in disarray, and Lin Yun took the beauty away with a sword.
But everyone knew that things couldn't end so easily, and it was difficult for Lin Yun to take away such an astonishingly famous sword as the Thousand Thunder Sword.
Leaving the Feng Family Courtyard, Lin Yun and Luo Hua fell from the sky. He looked back, sighed and sighed.
Before I came, I would never have thought that this trip to take the sword would be so twists and turns, and it has not even been finished yet.
In the three battles of dragons and ghosts, Lin Yun can be said to have all kinds of means, and all his cards are out. Even so, it was dangerous and almost impossible to get out.
"Let's go after a night's rest."
Luo Hua and Lin Yun let go of their hands, she looked at Lin Yun, the hole left by the sword wound on her chest, and said softly.
Lin Yun nodded, the process of subduing the Thousand Thunder Sword was even more difficult than a battle.
With the help of Nirvana Pill, his injury, which was barely stabilized, collapsed again, and the injury increased, and his current state was less than one-tenth of the peak.
And it can be clearly felt that the efficacy of Nirvana Pill has been greatly reduced by taking Nirvana Pill many times.
"Wait for Elder Bai."
Lin Yun looked at the gate. How to decide the next itinerary still has to be discussed with Elder Bai.
After a while, Elder Bai rushed out in a hurry. He looked around and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Lin Yun and Luo Hua.
"Fortunately, if I can't see the two of you, I'm really uncomfortable." Elder Bai smiled, and his eyes fell on the Qianlei Sword as he spoke. Said: "Then what, the sword is not broken."
"It didn't stop."
Lin Yun smiled and said softly, "However, the Divine Mark is damaged, and it will take some time to recover."
The divine pattern is different from the holy pattern. After the holy pattern is destroyed, it needs a mysterious teacher to make up for it, but the divine pattern itself has a strong restorative property.
It can exist for many years without diminishing its power, and many of the gods that exist today are preserved in ancient times.
Elder Bai was completely relieved and said with a smile: "Fortunately, fortunately. I haven't communicated with the headmaster yet. Let's go to Huang's house for one night, and then see what the headmaster gives."
Lin Yun thought for a while and had no objection to this arrangement.
Now holding the Thousand Thunder Sword, not to mention whether the Feng family can really swallow this breath, I don't know how many people secretly want to play this sword.
"The Cangxuan Palace's qualifying match is tomorrow, right?" Lin Yun suddenly asked in a thoughtful tone.
Elder Bai's face changed, and he said, "This... you are not a star right now, even if you can catch up, you will suffer too much by directly fighting against the realm of the soul and the realm of stars."
This is a fact, the Famous Sword Conference only competes with swords, and the cultivation base is imprisoned in the sky.
Many of the top 3,000 people on the Star Sovereign List were defeated by Lin Yun, but they really wanted to let go of their cultivation.
Not to mention Gongsun Yan, I am afraid that neither Feng Xingyang nor Zhao Yan, nor Lin Yun can defeat him. The gap in cultivation is a big realm, and the opponent is still in the top 3,000 people on the Star Sovereign Ranking.
"One night should be enough."
Lin Yun's eyes surged, and he said in a deep voice.
In the realm of celestial souls, after sinking for too long, Lin Yun couldn't bear it any longer. Now that the Famous Sword Conference has passed, there is no reason not to attack Xingjun, just to digest the gains in the war.
"This... is too rushed."
Elder Bai said in surprise.
"Brother Lin!"
"Brother Lin!"
At this moment, two figures walked quickly, and Lin Yun and Elder Bai immediately stopped communicating. There were two figures, one was Ye Feifei, who looked like he was heartless, and the other was Zhao Yan, who had a dignified expression and eyes like swords.
The Fenyan Sword is already enough, even the Dragon Vein Realm boss can't help but be moved, and may not even be able to afford it.
In addition, it was forged by Feng Xuanzi, so it can barely be regarded as a valuable sword, and it definitely deserves the word Famous Sword.
But compared with Qianlei, such a sword is a drop in the bucket, not even one percent or even one thousandth.
The Thousand Thunder Sword is too rare, especially after seeing its imprinted Divine Mark, its value will inevitably skyrocket.
When Elder Bai heard that the Qianlei Sword was about to break, he was so frightened that he fell to his knees.
Even Luo Hua couldn't help but feel a little heartache.
Fen Yan has already been broken, if Qian Lei breaks again, then Lin Yun, the dragon and ghosts who have been desperately fighting through the three formations, is equivalent to doing useless work.
Even if Lin Yun didn't feel bad for him, Luo Hua would feel bad for him. The image of the three sharp swords piercing his chest still remained in his mind.
"You stay, I'll go take a look!"
Luo Hua stretched out her arms and rose into the sky, facing the majestic sword power that is everywhere in the world, and flew towards Lin Yun.
"Master Luo!"
Elder Bai was immediately impatient, and Lin Yun's current state did not know what the situation was.
If the Thousand Thunder Sword is really short, the power generated by the explosion may cause the powerhouse of the Dragon Vein Realm to fall directly.
in the void.
Lin Yun's face showed an extremely labored look, and the current situation was no longer completely under his control.
The Qianlei Sword was competing with the "broken sword" in his body, and it could be clearly felt that the broken sword in his body hardly exerted much force. The Thousand Thunder Sword exploded to the limit, and even risked his own dignity, and would rather break it than give in.
Lin Yun's head was incomparably large, no wonder this broken sword was convinced by the headmaster of Fu Yun at the beginning.
The tempers of the two are so similar that they are almost carved out of the same mold.
You are a little softer, so what can you do if you send me back, but he doesn't, struggling to burst into light, fighting against the broken sword in Lin Yun's body.
Seeing more and more cracks in the God Mark behind him, Lin Yun couldn't help but feel anxious. There is a crack in the divine pattern, and there is no major problem, and it will recover sooner or later.
But if the whole is broken, there will be cracks in the body of the Thousand Thunder Sword, and there is no way to repair it if the Mo clan cannot be found.
A peerless sword might just be scrapped.
Seven Flowers Gather!
Blood flames burn!
God is in the sky!
Lin Yun shouted angrily in his heart, and all kinds of trump cards were sacrificed without reservation. The remaining star demon flowers in the body bloomed one by one, and the blood-flaming sacred pattern of the dragon in the heart burned, making the fleshly body as powerful as a hundred-patterned holy artifact.
At the same time, Banbu Shenxiao's sword intent kept moving, and the sword cocoon between the eyebrows burst into bloom.
It's a pity that Lin Yun just fought, Xingmohua lost most of it, and the sword intent was consumed a lot. Even if Nirvana Pill was restored, he would not be able to return to the peak in a short time.
The Thousand Thunder Sword was being put into the sheath little by little by him, but this speed was still slower than the speed of the Divine Mark shattering.
no!
Lin Yun couldn't care less, he took a deep breath, and a sharp edge surged in his eyes.
Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!
Motivated by the Floating Cloud Sword Art, the true Holy Spirit of the Thirteenth Floating Cloud Sword appeared in the eyes of the world once again.
boom!
When the Qingmang giant sword stood in the void as if forever, Lin Yun obviously felt that the pressure was much less. But even so, the Thousand Thunder Sword didn't seem to be convinced. After a moment of calm, it immediately erupted with a terrifying edge, and even the Green Light Giant Sword couldn't hold it back.
"be honest!"
But this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Lin Yun will not miss it, without waiting for his real mana, it will explode in an instant.
Clang!
When the Divine Rune was about to burst completely, the Thousand Thunder Sword was completely sheathed, and there was nothing left in the world for a while.
Pfft!
Lin Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and the azure giant sword became illusory. Even if his seven flowers gathered on the top of his head, his physical body far surpassed that of ordinary people, and he sacrificed the Holy Spirit such as the Cyanmang Giant Sword twice in a row, his own blood and energy could not fully support it.
Without the support of blood energy, the Qingmang giant sword could not be maintained, and it would dissipate in the world in a short while.
"I'll be darling, I'll frighten this Emperor to death. If this Thousand Thunder Sword is broken, this Emperor will be heartbroken!" Xiao Bingfeng patted her chest in the Ziyuan Sword Box. , hurriedly said: "Lin Yun, what's the matter with you, don't scare me..."
Whoosh!
Lin Yun's body was in mid-air, like a kite with a broken string, and it kept falling on its head.
In his current state of injury and injury, if he hit the ground with one head, he would be half disabled if he didn't die. Maybe if you are not careful, you will become the first kendo genius in history to throw yourself to death.
Whoa!
There was a warm breeze blowing in the air, Luo Hua caught Lin Yun, and then hugged Lin Yun and fluttered up.
"How did you come."
Lin Yun's face was pale, lying on the arm of the place, looking at Luo Hua up close, as if from a lifetime, leisurely like a dream.
"I feel sorry for you."
Luo Hua looked at Lin Yun, the veil covered her face, so she couldn't even see her eyes. But in such soft words, people can feel that there must be a rare tenderness on her face.
She said distressed, not worried.
"It's okay, I don't feel pain, I'll just take a breath."
Lin Yun smiled, he took a deep breath, and let the medicinal effects of Nirvana Pill continue to dissipate in his body, and his complexion turned rosy after a while.
"Lin Yun, I don't want to stay here anymore." Luo Hua said slowly, she could hear a trace of boredom in her voice.
She hated the Feng family and the atmosphere of Qingyan Tibetan Sword Tower.
"Then let's go."
Lin Yun got up and flew out of her arm, holding the Thousand Thunder Sword in his left hand, while his right hand stretched out towards the other side.
"I'll listen to you."
Luo Hua stretched out her hand very naturally, and clasped her hands tightly together.
"Let's go!"
Lin Yun's long hair was falling down, and his pale face was a little tired, but he still couldn't hide his peerless elegance. His flawless face, embellished with a little purple mark, was as handsome as a monster.
The majestic sword power between heaven and earth did not exist, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and stood up swayingly.
Just the moment they looked up, they couldn't close their mouths in surprise. They saw Lin Yun dressed in a blue shirt, carrying a sword box on his back, holding the Thousand Thunder Sword in his left hand, and Luo Hua in white in his right hand.
One was unparalleled in elegance and the other was spotless. The two of them were like a couple of gods, drifting away without stopping for a moment.
Even after many years have passed, the people of Qingyan County cannot forget this scene.
After a while, everyone woke up in shock.
"Is this gone?"
It was so sudden that he left without stopping.
The corner of Elder Bai's mouth twitched, these two guys really showed his face again, and didn't even say hello, the old man hasn't left yet!
He got up and hurriedly ran outside, he didn't dare to stay in this Feng family.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At the same time, two figures chased out one after another, one was Zhao Yan, the sword idiot, and the other was Ye Feifan, who had a very broken mouth.
The Famous Sword Conference came to an end, the entire Feng family was in disarray, and Lin Yun took the beauty away with a sword.
But everyone knew that things couldn't end so easily, and it was difficult for Lin Yun to take away such an astonishingly famous sword as the Thousand Thunder Sword.
Leaving the Feng Family Courtyard, Lin Yun and Luo Hua fell from the sky. He looked back, sighed and sighed.
Before I came, I would never have thought that this trip to take the sword would be so twists and turns, and it has not even been finished yet.
In the three battles of dragons and ghosts, Lin Yun can be said to have all kinds of means, and all his cards are out. Even so, it was dangerous and almost impossible to get out.
"Let's go after a night's rest."
Luo Hua and Lin Yun let go of their hands, she looked at Lin Yun, the hole left by the sword wound on her chest, and said softly.
Lin Yun nodded, the process of subduing the Thousand Thunder Sword was even more difficult than a battle.
With the help of Nirvana Pill, his injury, which was barely stabilized, collapsed again, and the injury increased, and his current state was less than one-tenth of the peak.
And it can be clearly felt that the efficacy of Nirvana Pill has been greatly reduced by taking Nirvana Pill many times.
"Wait for Elder Bai."
Lin Yun looked at the gate. How to decide the next itinerary still has to be discussed with Elder Bai.
After a while, Elder Bai rushed out in a hurry. He looked around and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Lin Yun and Luo Hua.
"Fortunately, if I can't see the two of you, I'm really uncomfortable." Elder Bai smiled, and his eyes fell on the Qianlei Sword as he spoke. Said: "Then what, the sword is not broken."
"It didn't stop."
Lin Yun smiled and said softly, "However, the Divine Mark is damaged, and it will take some time to recover."
The divine pattern is different from the holy pattern. After the holy pattern is destroyed, it needs a mysterious teacher to make up for it, but the divine pattern itself has a strong restorative property.
It can exist for many years without diminishing its power, and many of the gods that exist today are preserved in ancient times.
Elder Bai was completely relieved and said with a smile: "Fortunately, fortunately. I haven't communicated with the headmaster yet. Let's go to Huang's house for one night, and then see what the headmaster gives."
Lin Yun thought for a while and had no objection to this arrangement.
Now holding the Thousand Thunder Sword, not to mention whether the Feng family can really swallow this breath, I don't know how many people secretly want to play this sword.
"The Cangxuan Palace's qualifying match is tomorrow, right?" Lin Yun suddenly asked in a thoughtful tone.
Elder Bai's face changed, and he said, "This... you are not a star right now, even if you can catch up, you will suffer too much by directly fighting against the realm of the soul and the realm of stars."
This is a fact, the Famous Sword Conference only competes with swords, and the cultivation base is imprisoned in the sky.
Many of the top 3,000 people on the Star Sovereign List were defeated by Lin Yun, but they really wanted to let go of their cultivation.
Not to mention Gongsun Yan, I am afraid that neither Feng Xingyang nor Zhao Yan, nor Lin Yun can defeat him. The gap in cultivation is a big realm, and the opponent is still in the top 3,000 people on the Star Sovereign Ranking.
"One night should be enough."
Lin Yun's eyes surged, and he said in a deep voice.
In the realm of celestial souls, after sinking for too long, Lin Yun couldn't bear it any longer. Now that the Famous Sword Conference has passed, there is no reason not to attack Xingjun, just to digest the gains in the war.
"This... is too rushed."
Elder Bai said in surprise.
"Brother Lin!"
"Brother Lin!"
At this moment, two figures walked quickly, and Lin Yun and Elder Bai immediately stopped communicating. There were two figures, one was Ye Feifei, who looked like he was heartless, and the other was Zhao Yan, who had a dignified expression and eyes like swords.
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