Chapter 1185

Thousand Thunder Sword!

There are many legends about the Thousand Thunder Sword. In the entire ancient wilderness, no, almost all the swordsmen in the Eastern Wasteland know that there is such a sword.

The reputation of the Mo clan is too limited. Compared with the world-famous Tibetan Sword Tower, the Mo clan is also more mysterious, and ordinary people cannot reach it at all.

There are too many legends about the Mo clan. They are not like Cangjianlou, which only makes swords, weapons, secret treasures, puppets, and ritual tools. A must.

All kinds of things in this world, as long as they are branded with the Mo clan, their value will be infinitely multiplied.

There are more than 3,000 Cangjian Towers subordinate to Cangjian Villa, all over the Kunlun Realm. Qingyan Hidden Sword Tower, which can be famous among them, is particularly outstanding, except for Feng Xuanzi himself.

The biggest reason is this Thousand Thunder Sword.

Tibetan Sword Buildings all over the place have corresponding finale famous swords, all of which have three formations of gods, dragons and ghosts, all of which are thousand-patterned holy swords.

It is also the most proud thing of Feng Xuanzi. It can be said that this is the last card of Qingyan Tibetan Sword Tower.

With only the Qianlei Sword, even after Feng Xuanzi's death, the reputation of Qingyan Hidden Sword Tower will still be heard in the world, and the glory of the Feng family will always be there.

Many people are aware of the existence of the Thousand Thunder Sword, but when it comes to the origin of this sword, few people can clearly understand it.

When I suddenly heard that Lin Yun was coming to take the sword, I was first shocked, and then frowned, feeling that things were not that simple.

As expected, Feng Xuanzi's reaction was huge, beyond everyone's expectations.

Even an idiot could hear the threat in those words, how could he really not be able to hear what Lin Yun was saying.

His reaction was great, and Lin Yun's reaction was even more surprising.

After repeating the words, not only Qingyan Square, but also most of Qingyang County City heard it.

Feng Xuanzi was stunned for a moment, his face was gloomy, but he suddenly laughed, but this smile made people shudder, he smiled coldly: "Jian Jingtian is still as innocent as before, such a talented disciple should be sent here. You will die. If you want to take the sword, the old man will definitely not stop it. After all, this is also the rule set by the Hidden Sword Villa. However, hum..."

He no longer looked at Lin Yun, his eyes swept away and fell on Luo Hua in the crowd.

His expression was obviously a lot more solemn, and he pondered: "Luo Gongzi, if he dies in the three formations of dragons and ghosts, it has nothing to do with my Tibetan Sword Tower, and it has nothing to do with my Feng Xuanzi."

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly realized that he initially thought that Feng Xuanzi had some bearing, but it turned out that he was afraid of Luo Hua's existence.

No wonder the old man asked Luo Hua to come with him. It seemed that he knew quite well what kind of virtue Feng Xuanzi was.

Lord Luo?

There was another Luo Gongzi, and everyone followed Feng Xuanzi's line of sight, and found that it was a woman dressed in white with a white gauze hat on her head. Luo Hua has been sitting quietly, low-key and calm, but her eyes have fallen on Lin Yun from beginning to end.

A woman was actually called a son by Senior Feng, and for a time everyone became very curious about Luo Hua's identity.

There is no doubt that her origins must be quite astonishing, and even Feng Xuanzi should give her face.

After a closer look, the people who were more and more surprised were undoubtedly unable to see through Luo Hua. Like white clouds, ethereal and boundless, independent from the world, it has a mysterious and extraordinary temperament.

"Who is this man?"

Zhao Yan murmured in his heart, and he saw at a glance that Luo Hua was extremely extraordinary, but he couldn't remember it in his mind.

Dog men and women!

When Feng Xiaoyu saw Luo Hua, panic flashed in his eyes, and he cursed fiercely in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any meaning.

She now knew the strength of the other party, and even her grandfather Feng Xuanzi did not dare to neglect or even fear.

Luo Hua didn't look at Feng Xuanzi, her eyes fell on Lin Yun through the tulle, and said softly, "I won't repeat what he said, I will listen to him."

As soon as these words came out, the male swordsmen present immediately became mad with jealousy.

A woman with such an extraordinary background is so gentle in front of Lin Yun, which is equivalent to making it clear in front of everyone that I am his person, and everything is dominated by Lin Yun.

Gong Haoran was very unhappy in his heart, even if the woman was wearing a veil, she could imagine that she must be a stunning beauty with an extraordinary identity.

What kind of shit luck this Lin Yun!

"She seems a little familiar, isn't she the one..."

Ye Feifei saw Luo Hua from a distance, and suddenly had some guesses, he was shocked and felt that his thoughts were too exaggerated.

Impossible, I should have thought too much.

Ye Feifan shook his head, the expression on his hippie smiling face became much more solemn, Brother Lin was still too impulsive when he wanted to take the sword.

The Three Arrays of Gods, Dragons and Ghosts were created by the ancestors of the Tibetan Sword Villa, and there are simplified versions of the location power in the Tibetan Sword Buildings everywhere. But even if the power is simplified, all the passers-by have always survived nine deaths, specifically to the Qingyan Hidden Sword Tower... It seems that all the swordsmen who want to take the Thousand Thunder Sword have died.

Qianleijian's reputation is so loud, reporters don't know how many, but they all died without exception.

And the death is extremely tragic, the people in the formation will not show any mercy, and they will not be soft-hearted if they can kill.

There are more people who died, and no one would have the idea of ​​​​playing the Thousand Thunder Sword.

"allow!"

Feng Xuanzi sat back again, gritted his teeth and said only one word.

Swish!

The square that was a little noisy just now became quiet, and everyone knew that it was really noisy.

Whether it was Lin Yun taking the Thousand Thunder Sword or Lin Yun's death in the Three Arrays of Dragons and Ghosts, it would be a sensation in all directions.

Such a genius, it would be a pity for anyone to die prematurely.

"This guy is really crazy." Gongsun Yan, who had climbed up from the water long ago, looked at Lin Yun in the distance and kept shaking his head.

Taking away the Thousand Thunder Sword was something he didn't even dare to think about, let alone him, even if the real sword emperor came, he would still weigh it carefully.

Boom!

The thousand-zhang giant sword under Lin Yun's feet sank little by little, the eight beasts finally entered the ground at the same time, and the pool gradually disappeared.

Not long after, the Thousand Thunder Sword sank to the ground, and the entire Qingyan Square was completely flat.

Lin Yun fell to the ground, felt it, and found that the spiritual patterns on the ground had changed.

Lin Yun was not 100% sure that the three formations of Shenlong and Ghost would be broken, and taking away the Thousand Thunder Sword was extremely risky. But he promised the old man, or he didn't participate in the Famous Sword Conference from the beginning, and he had no reason to back down at this point.

Other than that, it's not what everyone else thinks.

The chances of taking a sword may not be ten percent, but if it is only about life-saving, he is not as unbearable as others think.

The people present, even those who have played against Lin Yun, do not know that his physical body has already reached a level comparable to that of a holy weapon.

The cards in his hand were not all exposed in the Famous Sword Conference.

"Brother Lin, the three formations of dragons and ghosts, and the first stage of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Sword Formation, this stage must not be delayed. Because the first stage and the second stage are continuous, there is no rest in between. This is a little trick of the Tibetan Sword Villa. Many people want to preserve their strength in the first level, and they are not willing to expose their cards even if they are injured."

"But in fact, this level is extremely insidious. Not only can you not be injured, but you even have to fight quickly. Otherwise, the second level of the Azure Dragon Sword Formation will definitely die. Remember, remember."

Suddenly, Ye Feifei's voice came to mind, and Lin Yun glanced out of the corner of his eye.

This man was sitting upright, his face was calm, and he could not see the slightest movement, lest the Feng family find out that he was secretly transmitting a voice to himself.

Lin Yun thought about it for a while, what this person said might have some truth.

The three formations of dragons and ghosts are well-known, and they are more terrifying than others. Most people have similar thoughts.

I would rather be injured than expose my hole cards in the first level.

"The ancestral training of Tibetan Sword Villa, there are swords in the building of Tibetan swords everywhere. All heroes in the world can take swords as long as they can pass three levels!"

Feng Xuanzi was condescending on the VIP stage, overlooking the crowd, and said solemnly: "The first level, the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk Sword Formation!"

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the air with killing intent and bleakness rang out one after another, and a hundred swordsmen in tight black clothes and masks of evil spirits fell from all directions.

Even without the masks on their faces, the killing intent on these hundred people made people shudder, thinking that they were ghosts who came out of hell.

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he vaguely understood why the Hidden Sword Conference would imprison his cultivation in the Heavenly Soul Realm.

Everything is for the sake of the three levels of dragons and ghosts.

Limiting the cultivation base to the Celestial Soul Realm, many methods cannot be used, and the strength will be greatly limited in this Hundred Ghost Night Walk Sword Formation.

Not only is it as simple as one enemy hundred, these hundred people cooperate tacitly, kill people like numbness, and will also form a sword array.

Under this trade-off, the opponent's advantage will expand infinitely.

Suddenly, Lin Yun noticed something was wrong, and the pattern under the ground changed, which made him feel extremely strange.

He himself, unknowingly, seemed to have become part of the sword.

This is a subtle but extremely important key.

Where is the problem?

Lin Yun's expression changed, and before he officially passed the level, there were some waves in his mood.

"kill!"

Feng Xuanzi was condescending, murderous, and coldly spit out a killing word, making the atmosphere of the scene extremely gloomy.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

The screams of Li Gui sounded, and the Hundred Ghosts Night Formation was activated. Hundreds of black-clothed swordsmen held their sword hilts, changing back and forth in mid-air, trapping Lin Yun while quietly shrinking the encirclement.

The invisible sword force came from all directions, and the void was like a mountain, squeezed out of the slightest cracks.

The first elder of the Feng family stared at the sword in Lin Yun's hand. As long as he drew the sword, he would be dead.

I still want to take away the Fengleijian, this level will peel your skin!

The first elder of the Feng family thought viciously, compared to Feng Xuanzi's viciousness, this person's extremely violent murderous intention and murderous intent were all written on his face.

hum! hum!

The burial flower in his hand trembled for no reason, Lin Yun's heart froze, and he suddenly woke up.

The eyes of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk Sword Formation were the funeral flowers in his hands. This was too incredible, and Lin Yun was shocked into a cold sweat.

Clang!

But he couldn't think about it, the hundreds of black-clothed swordsmen who were approaching step by step drew their swords at the same time. Countless sharp sword lights staggered in the void, strangling towards Lin Yun like lightning.