Chapter 1210

Cangxuan City, the residence of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect.

After the battle in the daytime, the group hurried back, Jiang Lichen, Feng Zhang and the others didn't look good.

After all, tomorrow will be against the Hall of Kings, but the strength displayed by the Hall of Kings during the day is almost despairing.

I can't see any hope of winning, no matter how I think about it, the Floating Cloud Sword Sect is a loser.

The opponent did not even use one-third of his strength, and he defeated Qinglei Temple, which was so powerful that it was outrageous.

Just their second senior brother Qin Yang showed a strength comparable to Ye Ziling, not to mention the senior brother Chu Tianhao.

Even if Chu Tianhao and Qin Yang were drawn against Feng Zhang and Liu Qingyan, and Lin Yun and Ye Ziling won both battles, Jiang Lichen's strength could not be guaranteed, and he would win the Xuanwang Palace 100%. the remaining three.

When he faced the inferior horse of Tianxing Pavilion, he failed to roll over and almost ruined the entire Floating Cloud Sword Sect.

His senior brother is a bit too hydrated. In Lin Yun's opinion, it may not be as high as Feng Zhang's potential.

"Junior Brother Lin, do you really have a solution?"

Liu Qingyan couldn't help it, and asked.

Several other people, including Ye Ziling and Jiang Lichen, all looked at Lin Yun with anticipation in their eyes.

"Have."

Lin Yun said calmly.

"What is the chance of winning?" Liu Qingyan asked impatiently.

"If the lottery was a little better, it might be five to zero." Lin Yun thought about it and expressed his opinion.

hiss!

The corners of several people's mouths twitched, and their faces were not very good-looking. This Junior Brother Lin must be a little too upright.

Lin Yun blinked and said with a smile, "What I said is that we hang the king's palace five to zero."

Whoa!

This time everyone was stunned, even Ye Ziling looked at Lin Yun in disbelief, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Lin, you are too exaggerated... Although you are extraordinary, this is a team battle after all." After Jiang Lichen's defeat in the daytime, he restrained a lot, but he still couldn't help but question.

Ye Ziling shook her head and said nothing.

Feng Zhang and Liu Qingyan smiled bitterly, especially Feng Zhang said with a smile: "Junior Brother Lin, stop joking, five to zero, how is that possible?"

"I look like I'm joking again, or do you all think you're... rubbish?"

Lin Yun's expression subsided, his words suddenly changed, and he shouted coldly.

The word trash is too dazzling, and some of them have not changed, unable to get used to Lin Yun, who was still friendly just now, and suddenly became so sharp.

"Or, do you think I'm trash?"

Lin Yun raised his brows lightly, and a sharp edge flashed in his eyes.

"how come……"

The others quickly denied it, and under the pressure of Lin Yun's momentum, they unconsciously became shorter.

A strange color flashed in Ye Ziling's eyes, is this guy serious?

After coming to the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, he has always been cynical and lazy, and it is rare to see him so serious.

"Five to zero, it's really incredible, but after all, you are an extraordinary person who successfully attacked the Seven Flowers Gathering Summit. I still believe in you." Ye Ziling spoke slowly, looked at Lin Yun, and waited for him to explain.

Lin Yun walked forward and said softly: "It's basically impossible to go five to zero against Qinglei Temple or Qianhe Tower, but it might be impossible to go up to Xuanwang Palace. I watched the match of Xuanwang Palace today. These people rely on the Suspended King Art to suppress their opponents with the might of a king."

Xuanwang Jue was famous and famous, even Ye Ziling, who mastered the Heaven-penetrating Sword Intent, could not get anything cheap in front of Chu Tianhao.

"Hanging King Jue is indeed terrible, but what if I can let you guys still exert 100% of your strength in front of Hanging King Jue tomorrow?"

Lin Yun turned around, and his words exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderclap on the ground, buzzing.

How... how is this possible?

In one night, you can exert 100% of your strength without fear of the coercion of Hanging King Jue.

If they can really do it, then one will lose the other, and the powerhouse of the Xuanwang Jue will be equivalent to half of the means in front of them.

"Do you think it's impossible? There's nothing absolutely impossible in this world."

After a pause, Lin Yun glanced at Jiang Lichen and pondered: "What you said before is actually not wrong, I will leave the Floating Cloud Sword Sect sooner or later, this is not a secret, Senior Sister Ye should know. I helped you win the Cangxuan Palace battle, but your strength can’t be improved, and I will still carry it immediately after I leave.”

After the voice fell, the atmosphere at the scene became heavier.

Lin Yun swept his gaze and landed on Feng Zhang. He pondered, "Your sword intent is the pinnacle of spirituality, right?"

"right."

Feng Zhang didn't understand what he meant, but he still told the truth.

"The pinnacle of psychic..."

Lin Yun said a word, and then suddenly raised his head, the edge in his eyes surged, and a sword intent instantly turned into a sword force and roared away.

Whoa!

Feng Zhangdun felt a chill on his back for a while, and felt an extremely terrifying and dangerous aura, and hurriedly used his sword intent with all his strength.

Click!

But his psychic sword intent, which only resisted for a moment, immediately fell apart and disappeared.

"Pfft!" Feng Zhang spat out blood and was knocked flying out, kneeling on one knee on the ground with a look of shock in his eyes.

Several other people were also dumbfounded. Lin Yun's sword intent was clearly a great psychic mastery. This...it's incredible.

Lin Yun said indifferently: "Sword Intent is completely enough to stop the king's coercion. I have never been a peerless genius. I just experienced more life and death than you, and I just never gave up my obsession with swordsmanship."

These words are turbulent, but outsiders can't imagine how many lives and deaths he has experienced.

It is impossible to imagine how persistent his heart towards the sword is.

Never forget, there will always be an echo.

If there is no Xuanhuang Realm's perseverance to death, how can the road to the sky come to the top.

Feng Zhang, Liu Qingyan, including Jiang Lichen, are higher than his starting point, and their kendo talent is not too weak. As for Ye Ziling, needless to say, she should be the direct line of the Holy Ancient Family, with a very terrifying bloodline.

If it wasn't for the obsession in her heart, with her natural bloodline, she would have soared into the sky long ago.

"My kendo perception, I will tell you all tonight, how much I can learn depends on your good fortune."

Lin Yun glanced at a few people, then sat cross-legged and began to explain.

The others were shocked, and after being shocked, they quickly sat cross-legged and listened attentively. Xiao Yuruo and Ye Ziling, after being stunned for a while, also found a place to sit on the side.

Lin Yun spoke quickly, and he didn't ask a few questions in the middle, but he didn't have any reservations, and he fully expressed his various insights into kendo.

After a stick of incense passed, Lin Yun finished speaking and looked at everyone quietly.

"The following is the actual battle. If you can walk five feet in front of you, and fight against everyone in the Hall of Kings tomorrow, you are not afraid of the so-called king's prestige, and you can even suppress your opponent!"

As Lin Yun spoke, the sword intent on his body spread out like a tide.

Bang!

Unprepared, except for Ye Ziling who barely stood up, the others were knocked out on the spot.

After landing, one by one was extremely uncomfortable, and the bones were about to fall apart.

"My God, it's for real!" Liu Qing grimaced in pain and muttered in a low voice.

Feng Zhang's expression on the side was painful, and he was not much better than him.

"Yuruo, come to my side."

Lin Yun glanced at the little girl who fell to the ground and said softly.

On weekdays, the little girl would definitely go up happily, but today she pursed her lips and shook her head, her eyes full of stubbornness.

Lin Yun nodded in his heart, without much persuasion, he looked at Liu Qingyan and the others and said, "Young girls can do it, but don't tell me that you guys can't do it. Hurry up and don't be ashamed. "

Several people struggled to stand up and walked towards Lin Yun step by step with sword intent, but they just fell about fifteen feet.

The sword intent on Lin Yun's body suddenly rose to the realm of reaching the sky, and several people spit out blood and almost fainted.

The suppression of Jianwei is too terrifying, the sword power of several people is not only imprisoned, but completely disintegrated. To a swordsman, it is like a bone, broken piece by piece.

The pain was unimaginable, cruel and tortured.

"Is that all you can do? It's too disappointing for me. I haven't done anything yet, so get up for me!"

Lin Yun scolded coldly, and at the same time, a blue dragon surrounded him. At this moment, the power of the blue dragon and the power of the sword were perfectly integrated, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top. Several people struggled hard on the ground, but they couldn't get up.

Except for Ye Ziling, everyone else's face turned pale and their facial features were distorted.

Ka Ka Ka!

The bones of the whole body, under such pressure, are bouncing.

How can it be so strong?

When Lin Yun was in the realm of Heavenly Soul, they felt that the other party's potential was amazing, and it would be unimaginable once he was promoted to Xingjun.

But he never thought that he would be so strong that he couldn't even stand up in front of him. What's even more terrifying is that the opponent's sword intent seems to be as vast and endless as a sea of ​​smoke.

"Feng Zhang, you can cultivate Fengxing swordsmanship to the transformation realm, it seems that you have some temper. But is your temper that much? You can't even stand up... The day you told me that Xingjun can't be The temper when humiliated!"

Lin Yun frowned, looking at Feng Zhang who was struggling to get up, and said coldly.

Feng Zhang's complexion changed, and he was not very good-looking. Lin Yun's re-examination of old things made him very uncomfortable.

He gritted his teeth and said nothing, pushing the sword intent to the limit, while constantly recalling the mysteries of the heaven-penetrating sword intent explained by Lin Yun.

Ka Ka Ka!

Along with this difficult confrontation, the sword intent on his body surged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time stood up little by little.

Jiang Lichen and Liu Qingyan were both stunned. In the depths of Feng Zhang's heart, there was indeed a tenacity that others could not see.

On that day, Lin Yun became a sword in seven steps, and the humiliation and trauma caused to him did not completely dissipate.

It's just that he doesn't hate Lin Yun, the so-called humiliation is just his own. He doesn't hate Lin Yun, he only hates himself, he hates himself for not being able to live up to his expectations!

Feng Zhang gritted his teeth, and with the anger in his heart, he stood up abruptly against Canglong Jianwei.

Bang!

But the moment he just stood up, Lin Yun looked at it coldly, and the invisible sword power slammed into his heart.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking can be heard, and this blow caused extremely tragic injuries.

Liu Qingyan and Jiang Lichen looked at Lin Yun with anger flashing in their eyes, which was too cruel.

"Hahaha, it's not enough! Lin Yun, if you have the ability, let me kneel down!" But who knows, the embarrassed Feng Zhang laughed frantically and stood up again.

Don't be crazy, don't become a Buddha!

Always remember, there will be reverberations.

Lin Yun glanced at him and said lightly, "As you wish!"

The sword cocoon buried deep between his eyebrows burst into a faint light, and the sword intent of the half-step Shenxiao suddenly spread out.

This is not enough!

Lin Yun waved his hand and took out the Thousand Thunder Sword from the box. The sword was still unsheathed, but the pressure still caused everyone present to fall into an abyss, unbearable.

Even someone as strong as Ye Ziling trembled uncontrollably under such pressure.