Chapter 1211

When the Thousand Thunder Sword was held in Lin Yun's hands, Lin Yun's half-step Shenxiao's sword power was infinitely close to Shenxiao's sword intent.

Above the gods, my sword transforms into the sky!

Lin Yun didn't show any affection for this group of people. His Sword Intent bloomed ruthlessly and indifferently. Under the moonlight, he wore a blue shirt to give people the feeling of being cold and arrogant.

That... the sword.

Ye Ziling was struggling to support her body. When she saw the sword in Lin Yun's hand, a hint of doubt appeared on her beautiful cheeks.

What kind of sword is this?

She had never seen the Thousand Thunder Sword, but when she thought of Lin Yun's disappearance in the past few days, she immediately thought whether it was related to this sword.

When her eyes fell on the hilt of the sword, her face changed dramatically, and there were just two ancient fonts engraved on it.

"Thousand Thunder Sword! Lin Yun... You went to the Famous Sword Conference, and you passed through the three formations of dragons and ghosts!!"

Ye Ziling woke up in an instant, she understood everything, and all her doubts could be explained. The murderous aura in his body, as well as the vicissitudes that occasionally flashed in his eyes, can all be explained.

Ye Ziling bit her red lips lightly, a lot of unwillingness and admiration that could not be concealed in her eyes.

Even compared to Burial Playboy, Lin Yun is not inferior at all, this guy...do you really intend to make me owe him a lifetime?

Bastards!

Ye Ziling cursed in her heart, full of unwillingness and deep melancholy, her emotions were extremely complicated.

She has always been decisive and heroic, but now she has become a little confused.

"Thousand Thunder Sword?"

Jiang Lichen, Liu Qingyan, Feng Zhang and others were also shocked and shocked.

The origin of this sword is incomparably great, even in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. They also knew that it was a thousand-pattern holy soldier forged by the Mo clan, and it was an extremely rare treasure.

No wonder the sword has not been drawn out yet, Lin Yun just held the scabbard, causing such terrifying pressure to several people.

But more importantly, getting this sword means that Lin Yun has broken through the three battles of dragons and ghosts.

"Let's stand up first. Whether it's the Thousand Thunder Sword or not has nothing to do with you."

Lin Yun held the scabbard, and the moment the light flashed in his eyes, the sword of the Thousand Thunder Sword was pulled out by half an inch.

Pfft!

Including Ye Ziling, everyone spat out blood and was sent hundreds of meters away. It was only half an inch away, but the sword light was still dazzling to the point of terrifying. The blue dragon surrounding Lin Yun radiated electric light, and the entire dragon body became crystal clear, as if it was poured from pure thunder.

After a few people landed, they lay on the ground and couldn't get up at all.

terrible!

The so-called king's prestige in the Hall of Xuanwang, under the sword's prestige, is not even a dust. It is completely the difference between cloud and mud, one is in the sky and the other is in the ground.

"Lin Yun, you're pushing too hard like this. You've completely lost the effect of your training. They can't stand up." Inside the Ziyuan sword box, Xiao Bingfeng frowned slightly. Lin Yun's cold face was ruthless. feel terrible.

"I have it in my mind."

Lin Yun replied indifferently, the sword power was strengthened, but he also sent these people flying hundreds of meters away.

At the same time, the half-step Divine Sky Sword Intent that belonged to him also restrained and stayed within ten feet.

"Hmph, this emperor doesn't believe it." Xiao Bingfeng pondered.

Click!

But when her voice fell, Yu Ruo was in Xiao Bingfeng's surprised look, and Feng Zhang also stood up slowly, she was amazed: "My God, this is too amazing."

Lin Yun's eyes were calm and there was no turbulence, and he said lightly: "It's nothing amazing, they are all talented, and they are the most outstanding disciples of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. If the old man really had the heart to teach, I am afraid that these people would have been early. It was promoted to Tongtian."

Xiao Bingfeng glanced at her mouth, as if that was the case.

However, that old man, after all, was Sanbang. When Ye Ziling and others were being tortured like a devil, the place where the Palace of the Kings was located was not calm.

Chu Tianhao, Qin Yang and the others gathered together, and there were many elders from the Hall of Kings hanging around. Their brows were nervous and their expressions were not optimistic.

"Tianhao, if you face that Xiahou Jue, what are your chances of winning?" The leader of the Xuanwang Palace, the elder, looked at Chu Tianhao and asked.

Chu Tianhao pondered for a moment, then said: "Forty percent, if you use all your cards, there may be fifty percent. I already knew Xiahou Jue was gone, but I didn't expect that he was actually an extraordinary genius cultivated in the darkness of the Blood Moon Cave. If the guess is correct, he may have the cultivation of a half-step divine pill."

Half-step magic pill!

All the elders and disciples gasped and their faces turned mutinous.

For such evildoers, a half-step Shendan also means that this person has the strength to kill a small Shendan across borders.

Thinking about it like this makes my scalp go numb.

"But in a real fight, everything is possible. The gap between me and him is not too big to imagine."

Chu Tianhao is still very strong, no matter his mentality or strength, he has an extraordinary side.

Immediately, he smiled and said: "Besides, I may not draw him. If we are staggered and each wins one game, then the Palace of the King of the Kings will still have a great advantage."

Hearing Chu Tianhao's words, the expressions of the others became calmer.

Suddenly, someone said, "What are your plans for the Floating Cloud Sword Sect tomorrow?"

"Do you need a plan? One god leads four pits. Could it be that Lin Yun dared to launch the hell mode, one to beat us five? Hahaha!" Qin Yang didn't care, and finally said, laughing loudly.

A few other people thought about it too. Except for Lin Yun, who was almost invincible, the Sword Sect of Floating Clouds really didn't have many bright spots.

At most one Ye Ziling was added, as for the other three, they were almost like trash.

Especially that senior brother Jiang Lichen, who is a waste of waste, was actually defeated by a nameless generation in Tianxing Pavilion.

"Fuyun Sword Sect don't care, whoever wins Lin Yun just admit defeat." Chu Tianhao looked indifferent.

Time passed, and the night passed in the blink of an eye.

The next morning.

In just one night, several people were all reborn, and their respective strengths had extremely terrifying diligence.

It's not a miracle, Lin Yun just used unconventional means to force out their potential overnight. If there is another night of torture, the progress will not be so obvious.

Lin Yun took out the Nirvana Pill, crushed it into six pieces, bent down and distributed it to several people one by one.

They seem to be seriously injured, but in fact they are not fatally injured. Even if the Nirvana Pill is divided into six parts, it is more than enough to restore their injuries.

This is Lin Yun's last nirvana, but when he crushed it, he didn't feel any distress.

"Nirvana Pill!"

Ye Ziling took the Nirvana Pill and was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood the reason.

Lin Yun returned the Purple Jade God Zhuxiao to the burial dude. With the other party's temperament, it was impossible not to give him some remuneration.

This Nirvana Pill should have been given to him by the funeral dude, but he gave it to himself. For this obsession in his heart, he paid too much, too much to bear.

But Burial Playboy also saved her life when she was most desperate. On that full moon night, she calmed her heart for more than 20 years, and it was also at that moment that ripples swayed.

On the night of the full moon, blow the flute to kill.

She was afraid of that scene in her life that she would be unforgettable.

Perhaps she should not ask Lin Yun to help, Ye Ziling said softly in her heart.

Seeing her absent-minded, Lin Yun thought she remembered the funeral flower boy, and pondered: "The funeral flower brother told me that he can't participate in the Cangxuan battle, but he will definitely be there."

Ye Ziling woke up and heard Lin Yun's words, smiled and said nothing.

What am I thinking, whether it is Lin Yun or the funeral dude, they are all so far away from her.

Bathed in the brilliance of the morning sun, several people sat cross-legged, refining the Nirvana Pill they swallowed.

Lin Yun stepped aside, a look of exhaustion flashed in his eyes, looking extremely sleepy.

He consumed a lot of various means last night, but it was all worth it. If he doesn't forget it, there will be echoes. He knows that these people have grown up this night.

Even if one day, he left the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, the Floating Cloud Sword Sect would never fall.

a long time.

When several people opened their eyes, each of them shone brightly, with a sharp edge and restraint.

The corner of Lin Yun's mouth twitched into a smile, and said softly, "Let's go, this battle will sweep the Palace of the King of the Kings!"