Chapter 679

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

There are no words to describe the shock in Lin Yun's heart at this moment, he was completely stunned.

Although he knew that Sword Intent was divided into nine grades, Innate Sword Intent was only one grade, and above Innate was psychic. But above the psychic, what is the sword intent, it is really unclear.

At the end of the field of vision, this handle hangs in the sky for nine days, lingering with thunder, and there is a supreme coercive sword intent, it is definitely not a psychic sword intent.

Because it was too strong, it gave Lin Yun the feeling that the sword was the monarch of this world. Anyone who sees it must be convinced by it, and if it is disrespectful, it will be destroyed.

Even though the owner of Sword Intent has been dead for thousands of years, it still silently shows the style of the year.

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

Thousands of years ago, the strong man who fought with Yanlong and left a legend is a swordsman. His whole body was excited, this is the glory of swordsmen, this is the pride of our swordsmen.

When will I be so strong?

Lin Yun clenched his right fist tightly, holding his breath, full of longing and admiration. His expression was solemn and solemn, as if something bad would blaspheme this senior.

One day, the sword will between me will be suspended in nine days, one hundred years, one thousand years, and ten thousand years of immortality!

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

There is such a powerful force behind it, and it has been laid out for 30 years, and a seed of Sword Emperor Grass is buried here.

Sword Intent is hard to comprehend, Lin Yun can be so evil and fight across borders. A large part of the reason is that his sword intent is the best in all directions, and he can be among the best in the entire Nanhua Ancient Region, belonging to the existence of phoenix feathers and water chestnuts.

Thinking of this guy, for no reason, refining a carefully prepared Sword Emperor Grass. Sword Intent can reach a level comparable to his own, and Lin Yun felt a little unhappy in his heart. His innate Sword Intent Leadership, but only after nine deaths and hardships, came to this stage.

Whoosh whoosh!

With a smart posture and restrained breath, he quietly shuttled through the woods.

After a while, I finally saw something.

That shocking sword hangs on the top of a high mountain, hidden in the clouds and mist. At the foot of the mountain, there are elites from the Jagged Sword Sect, stationed here, and seeing many masters at a glance.

Lin Yun secretly thought in his heart, no wonder he had never seen a master of the Jagged Sword Sect before.

It turned out that they all came here. Among the stars holding the moon, a handsome young man in white sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed. On his side, there is a middle-aged man in gray clothes, with an unfathomable aura on his body, and the gleaming eyes in his eyes, separated by a long distance, make people tremble.

Heavenly Power!

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and there was a strong Tianshen protecting him, I'm afraid this person is quite big. Looking back, in addition to the middle-aged man in gray, there is also an old man in black, with a half-step celestial spirit, and wearing the clothes of the Iron-blooded Sword Sect.

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

A strange color flashed in his eyes, and Lin Yun was secretly shocked. The young man in white was probably quite big.

It is said to be from Mujian City, which is a city with many sword halls. Like Tianling City, it is also one of the seven major cities in Leizhou. It's just that the reputation is even greater. Everyone practice swords there, and there are sword halls everywhere. It can be regarded as a holy place for swordsmen.

Before Lin Yun came, he had heard of it.

The sword hall where the young man in white is located should at least be ranked in the top three in Mujian City, otherwise there is no need for the Jagged Swordsmen to dispatch all their strengths for him.

"time to go."

Lin Yun retracted his gaze.

Such a big battle, not to mention that there is no Heavenly Soul powerhouse, he can't afford to provoke the Jagged Sword Sect alone, and this muddy water can't be mixed.

Besides, he still has work to do.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun opened his arms, his figure flashed, and he fell from the treetops. At the moment when the soles of his feet landed, his heart froze, and he looked up to see four figures appearing directly in front of him.

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

Looking up, Lin Yun's complexion changed slightly. Except for the middle-aged man in black who was injured by his punch, the other two were also cultivated in the Yin-Yang Realm.

The most troublesome thing is that among the four, there is a white-haired old man whose cultivation base has reached the yin and yang realm.

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

"The deputy sect master is him, he was the one who stole my flame dragon fruit before!"

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

Ribs in front of chest are still very painful!

I'm in trouble...

In fact, the biggest trouble was not the group of people in front of him. Lin Yun was afraid of disturbing the group of masters under Luolongpo. Especially the strong soul that day, once he makes a move, it will be more fortunate than good.

In the dry sea, he saw the terror of the Heavenly Soul powerhouse.

Just a loud shout shattered his peak perfect innate sword intent, completely unmatched.

"A cat and a dog, dare to run wild in the territory of my Jagged Sword Sect, I don't know whether to live or die!"

The deputy head of the Jagged Sword Sect named Tang Ying was quite irascible and had almost no nonsense. His figure flashed, and he raised his hand and stamped it down. Seeing that he was so aggressive, it was obvious that he wanted Lin Yun to kneel and beg for mercy.

Lin Yunchu was not surprised, Ziyuan Jianjin and Canglong Jiuchang were running at the same time, and the thunder pattern on his body merged with his true essence, slamming together in his right fist.

Bang!

With a loud noise, blood stains overflowed from the corner of Lin Yun's mouth, and he was violently shocked and flew out. He took three steps back before barely standing still.

So strong!

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with fear, is this the strength of Yin Yang Realm Dacheng?

After reaching the realm of yin and yang, the true essence will undergo a qualitative change, and yin and yang will be conserved and merged into one. That kind of reborn qualitative change, in the realm of Xiaocheng, is not particularly obvious.

In the Yang Profound Realm, Lin Yun relied on the Ziyuan Sword Art and the Nine Transformations of the Canglong to compete in the Yin-Yang Realm, even crushing his opponent, which was already quite against the sky.

But when the yin and yang realm is completed, the quality of the true essence has changed, just like the stream has turned into a river, and the huge gap is completely incomparable.

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

"It's a bit of a skill, no wonder the incompetent elders in my sect are vulnerable in front of you."

A strange look flashed in Tang Ying's eyes, and he said coldly: "Hand over the Yanlongguo, I will let you live, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless. If you can pick me up, you can pick up ten of my palms!"

Damn!

Lin Yun felt extremely aggrieved in his heart, the other party's aloof attitude was really deceiving.

He had the intention to sacrifice the Purple Flame Thunder Emperor Whip and fight this person hard, but thinking of the terrifying battle in Luolongpo, he had to give up.

Although the Yin-Yang Realm Dacheng was terrifying, it still couldn't keep him.

But once he is entangled by this person, and the provoked Tianshou takes action, he will inevitably die.

"Dog thing, the deputy sect master asked you to hand over the flame dragon fruit, didn't you hear it?"

The middle-aged man in black saw that Lin Yun was so embarrassed, his heart was extremely happy, and he said viciously.

Lin Yun's thoughts were like electricity, and he pondered: "Yanlongguo has been eaten by my blood dragon horse."

boom!

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

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

As he spoke, he tapped lightly in the storage bag and took out the guard egg of the Demon Dragon Vulture.

Whoa!

That colorful, like a god stone, full of majestic beast eggs, just taken out. Tang Ying's eyes stared straight at the past, the color of greed, no doubt.

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

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

But just as Lin Yun put the beast egg on the ground, Tang Ying's whole body burst out with momentum, and his clothes danced wildly amid the agitation of his true essence.

A terrifying aura rose up from him, and he strode out, stomping Lin Yun's right hand on the ground with one foot.

Click!

There was a sound of bones breaking, and the palm of his hand was clearly under his foot, and it was broken.

Lin Yuntong's face was pale, his cheeks were trembling, and he clenched his teeth, making a creaking sound.

Ten years of heart-to-heart, now broken.

One can imagine how painful this foot is.

"This thing is not bad, it is worth the flame dragon fruit. But after all, you are the one who hurt my Jagged Sword Sect. The death penalty can be avoided, and the life crime cannot be escaped."

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

click! click! click!

The sound of a broken rib sounded, and the middle-aged man in black beside him laughed cruelly, his heart was straight and happy.

With one kick, Lin Yun's rib, which was trained by the Canglong Nine Transformations, was kicked off. The brutality of Tang Ying was already evident.

But it's not over yet!

Lin Yunren was in the air, and before he fell, he saw several sword lights. Under the perfusion of Yin-Yang Realm Dacheng True Essence, it is like a lightning bolt, breaking through the air.

Pfft!

Immediately, there were seven more holes in his chest, blood kept flowing out, and the blue shirt was dyed red after a while.

Lin Yun was severely injured immediately, his face was pale, there was no trace of blood, and his breath was extremely weak.

Tang Ying put the sword back into its sheath, and sucked the first egg on the ground into his hand with one palm, with a proud look on his face. Fang Cai glanced at Lin Yun coldly and shouted, "Go away."

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

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

"Deputy sect master, it would be too cheap to let him go like this." The middle-aged man in black said indignantly with a flash of coldness in his eyes.

Tang Ying said indifferently: "Have you ever seen a leader in the Yang Profound Realm who won't die if you take me in the palm of your hand? This kid obviously has some background. If I kill him, I will definitely attract the elders behind him to take action. It will only add trouble. It is enough to leave hidden dangers for the major affairs of the young master."

"What's more..."

Tang Ying changed his words, stared at the beast egg in his palm, his face was full of ecstasy, and he pondered: "I have never seen the power of this thing before. If it can be refined, I may not be able to advance to the perfection of Yin and Yang!"

...

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

That Tang Ying was too vicious, and humiliated him with his cultivation of Yin-Yang Realm. He smashed his palms, kicked his chest ribs, and left seven holes in his body with the cultivation of Yin-Yang Realm.

Every hole is a vital point of the body. If it weren't for his strong body, he would definitely die.

But even so, the blood was almost half drained now, and Lin Yun was so severely injured that he was numb. His face was haggard, and in just such a short time, he looked extremely terrifying and miserable.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

When his consciousness was about to blur, the familiar sound of horse hooves sounded, and the blood dragon and horse appeared in a state of embarrassment.

Obviously, in the process of leading away the dragon vulture for Lin Yun, these two goods suffered a lot.

But when it saw Lin Yun collapsed on the ground, its expression changed drastically, especially with the seven holes in the chest, it was extremely anxious. After a while, his eyes became hazy, there was a mist of water, and he was very sad.

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

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

Lin Yun forced a smile on his withered face, comforting him.

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

I don't know how long it took, when Lin Yun was about to fall into a coma, the blood dragon horse ran back. There are many more scars on its body, especially on the forehead, a hideous wound, which looks extremely terrifying.

But there was a different fruit in the corner of his mouth, and he grinned showing two rows of incisors, looking extremely happy.

Come to the front, he will chew all the branches and leaves of the different fruit. When only the fruit is left, put it on Lin Yun's chest and keep pressing it with his head. It seems to say, yours, yours.

Lin Yun looked at the wound on its forehead, and then at the terrifying wound on his forehead, but couldn't smile.

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

When swallowed, the tears flowed out unsatisfactorily.

There was a chill in the boy's eyes that he had never seen before, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. He gritted his teeth and spat out four words from his pale lips: "Iron Blood Sword Gate!"

The shattered right hand, despite the severe pain, stubbornly clenched into a fist and slammed it to the ground.

This revenge must be avenged! I hate this, never draw my sword!