Chapter 1376

I have a good temper, you shouldn't regret it, right?

As soon as these words came out, the tens of thousands of people in the assessment square all showed strange expressions.

Believe in you!

This sounds like a threat. Think about the fate of the descendants of the seven great saints. If you have to regret it, you will be worse than them.

The subtext in the speech is understood by everyone as soon as they hear it.

"Xiahou, stop playing..."

Bai Zhanli was a little flustered and whispered beside Xia Houyun.

Originally, Xiahou Yun had Bodhi seed, and Bai Zhanli had absolute confidence in him, but he could see the smile on Lin Yun's face.

I don't know why, my heart lost in an instant.

Xiahou Yun ignored it at all, looked at Lin Yun and said, "Hmph, I haven't said that if you lose, what will happen?"

"It's okay, tell me, I will definitely not lose."

Lin Yun said lightly.

This guy is crazy!

Xiahou Yun complained a few words in his heart, and a chill flashed in his eyes, and said solemnly: "It's very simple, if you lose, don't join the sword sect, my Bodhi seed is not so easy to take!"

Whoa!

Everyone exclaimed, this game is really big, Xia Houyun seems to be prepared.

Moreover, Bodhizi himself is a treasure of discerning wisdom and increasing understanding. If his understanding is not bad, if he has the blessing of this thing, Lin Yun may not be able to win against him.

A strange look flashed in Ye Ziling's eyes, and she said softly, "Junior Brother Lin, the stakes are too high, don't play with him."

Once you lose, you will not enter the Sword Sect.

Not only for Lin Yun, but also for Ye Ziling, she couldn't accept it.

"Lin Yun, don't tell me you can't have fun!"

The corner of Xiahouyun's mouth twitched and sneered, "It's fine if you can't afford it, just say one sentence, it's better to bury the playboy than Xiahoujue."

Lin Yun looked up at the other party, and said lightly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to lose!"

"joke!"

Xiahou Yun said coldly: "My Xiahou family, what can't I lose! A bodhi seed is nothing more than that, for the saint family, it's not that important. It's you who only came to Kunlun for a year, if you can't get the sword Zong, you have to regret it so much that you want to cry."

Bai Zhanli twitched the corner of his mouth, this Xia Houyun really knew how to pretend.

Bodhi is a treasure!

If he remembered correctly, it was given to Xiahou Jue by the sage of the Xiahou family, and the huge Xiahou family only had this Bodhi seed.

This thing is rare, and their Baisheng family also has treasures that increase their understanding, but there is nothing that can't compare to the Bodhi seed in the other's hands.

Bodhi Cultivation Dao Ming | Wisdom Heart!

Not only can it increase the wisdom root, but also can subdue the demons, and if the strength is enough, it can be refined in the body.

The benefits are incredible.

"You come first."

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and motioned for the other party to take the stage first.

Xiahou Yun smiled and said lightly: "You go first, I'll see how high you can jump, and I'll slap you down again, you probably haven't tasted it before!"

Ye Ziling and the others from the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, flashed anger in their eyes, this guy is really an arrogant man.

"you sure?"

Lin Yun thought for a while and said softly.

"I'm naturally sure, it's you who will lose anyway!"

Xiahou Yun was arrogant and arrogant.

His mind is very clear, if you are crazy, then I, Xiahou Yun, are more crazy than you.

"I'm just afraid that you won't even have a chance to shoot."

Lin Yun didn't say much and walked directly to the stage.

"Xiahou, you really played a big game this time!"

Bai Zhanli looked at Lin Yun's back, his face was a little unpleasant, and he pondered: "That Bodhi seed is a treasure. If you lose, the saint in your family will definitely be angry."

Xiahou Yun calmly said, "Do you think I will lose?"

Without waiting for Bai Zhanli to answer, Xiahou Yun said lightly: "It's impossible. He wants to pursue the mastery of swordsmanship, and at most he can cultivate five swords. Guess how many swords I have now?"

"Ten swords?"

Bai Zhan left the uncertain path.

Xiahou Yun said lightly: "Twelve swords."

Bai Zhanli opened his mouth wide in shock. This is incredible. The effect of Bodhi Zi's wisdom mind is too terrifying.

Twelve swords!

Before two days had passed, Xia Houyun had completely mastered this high-grade swordsmanship.

Xia Houyun's eyes flashed with color, and he was very satisfied with Bai Zhanli's expression at the moment. Before long, Lin Yun's expression will only be more exciting than his.

"Let him jump first. The higher he jumps, the harder he falls. I don't think he can enter the Sword Sect, and he can't even laugh!"

Xiahou Yun smiled and looked extremely confident.

Bai Zhanli glanced at Xia Houyun and thought to himself, this guy has something, he is really brave.

I have learned all the twelve swords, and I really can't imagine how I would lose.

Thinking like this, Bai Zhanli looked at the stage, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to Lin Yun.

"The first sword, the sea of ​​clouds is boundless!"

On the fairly vast battlefield, Lin Yun held the funeral flower in his hand and displayed the first sword of the Tianshui swordsmanship.

One after another sword energy spread out from the burial sword, and in the blink of an eye, there were seventy-seven forty-nine sword intents, spreading like a sea of ​​clouds.

The artistic conception in the sword is almost flawless.

But Lin Yun's movements were too slow, and the slowness of this sword made people puzzled.

When the people of the right way were a little puzzled, Lin Yun held the funeral flower and slapped it with his backhand.

In an instant, clouds and mists shrouded, and in the depths of Lin Yun, it was like a fairy walking in the sea of ​​​​clouds.

"This……"

Everyone in the assessment square was stunned. This sword was directly cultivated by Lin Yun to the peak of perfection.

Bai Zhanli's eyes were completely stared, this guy is really a monster!

The second sword, Tianshui asks the moon!

The clouds dispersed, the boundless lake water was clear and clear, and the bright moon hung high in the water.

It's the pinnacle again!

This sword is still at the peak of perfection.

The third sword, Tianxin picks the moon!

Lin Yunren was in the middle of the lake, pointed at Mingyue's burial foil, and picked it gently.

Whoa!

The full moon was like a slippery dumpling in the water, and was directly picked out by this sword. In an instant, the boundless night shrouded the sky, and a bright moon rose slowly.

Boom!

The sword power on Lin Yun's body soared out of thin air, and a sharp edge shot straight into the sky.

"Transformation!"

The old man in charge of the assessment was dumbfounded, his chin almost dropped.

Huajing is really the legendary Huajing.

In just two days, Lin Yun cultivated this third sword to the legendary transformation state. It was completely unimaginable, and the old man was trembling all over.

What a terrifying talent this is, terrifying beyond imagination.

"I……"

Xiahou Yun's mouth was dry, and his expression completely froze. He tried his best to squeeze out a smile and said, "There are only three swords. I still have a chance."

In his estimation, no matter how defiant Lin Yun was, he would at most cultivate the first three swords to the top.

It's terrifying, it's terrifying.

But compared with the twelve swords he mastered, it was still not worth mentioning, and he would definitely lose.

Although the third sword was cultivated by Lin Yun to the Transformation Realm, it was beyond his expectations, but if that's all, it was Xiahou Yun who won in the end.

The fourth sword, the sword is deep in the clouds!

The fifth sword, the sky is boundless!

The sixth sword, Tianxin Youyou!

The seventh sword, above the white clouds!

But the next scene completely shattered Xiahou Yun's fantasy. Lin Yun on the stage was using his swordsmanship faster and faster.

It is so dizzying and dazzling that all kinds of artistic conceptions are in full bloom on him, overlapping and overlapping.

In just a few blinks of an eye, Lin Yun took a breath and unleashed eleven swords in a row.

And every sword is a transformation!

"The twelfth sword, the water of the river is coming from the sky!"

In the middle of the lake, Lin Yun swung out a sword, and a majestic vision bloomed in an instant. In the bright moon on that day, there was also a figure waving a dazzling sword light.

Whoa!

Two silhouettes overlap, two sword lights are connected, and a Tianhe is born, boundless and vast, with dazzling stars.

Lin Yun took a step back and erected the sword on his chest. This set of swordsmanship was completed.

But everyone was far from seeing enough, and they were still immersed in the wonderful artistic conception released by Lin Yun's swordsmanship.

"This is the Tianshui swordsmanship!"

"My God, this Lin Yun is really amazing. He cultivated the Tianshui swordsmanship to the realm of transformation in only two days."

"I seem to see that a new legend of Jianzong is born!"

"Jianzong has been silent for too long. After Jian Jingtian, there has been no legend for too long."

"But... why hasn't Lin Yun ended yet?"

There was an endless stream of exclamations in the assessment square.

But at this moment, Lin Yun, who had already put the sword on his chest, moved again.

Whoa!

With his movement, twelve afterimages immediately burst out from him.

Each afterimage has a sword, and the twelve swords of Tianshui are displayed in this breath, so fast that people can't see it clearly.

But it's not over yet!

The twelve afterimages separated again and turned into thirty-six afterimages, displaying three completely different Tianshui swordsmanships.

Between the heavens and the earth, there are suddenly many visions and countless sword shadows, criss-crossing and dazzling.

Thirty-six artistic concepts and thirty-six visions bloom almost simultaneously.

boom!

When all the afterimages overlapped, Lin Yun's sword swayed upward, and a light of the Holy Spirit bloomed on him.

Immediately after, Long Yin roared, Long Wei covered the sky.

A dragon shadow burst out from Lin Yun's body. It was the Holy Spirit of the Tianshui swordsmanship. It was a flawless white dragon.

fried!

The atmosphere in the assessment plaza exploded in an instant, each one's scalp felt numb, and they almost knelt down.

"Three hundred years! The water of the big river comes from the sky, and the white dragon is not seen for three hundred years!"

The grey clothed old man who was in charge of the assessment had his eyes wet. It had been three hundred years since Tianshui swordsmanship had been able to sacrifice the Holy Spirit.

Lin Yun touched Bai Long's head with a smile in his eyes. It seemed that his guess was correct.

Only by mastering the thirty-six artistic conceptions, can the true Holy Spirit of the Tianshui swordsmanship be sacrificed.

"really."

Ye Ziling and Zhao Yan looked at each other, and both saw shock in each other's eyes.

The two of them have long discovered that this swordsmanship is a bit weird, and they have been unable to figure out what the weirdness is, but now they finally understand.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun put his sword back into its sheath, jumped off the stage, looked at Xiahou Yun and said, "Little brother, let's start your performance."

Xiahou Yun woke up like a dream, his face flushed red, embarrassed to the extreme.

How to play this!

This is not a game at all, the two of them are not practicing the same set of swordsmanship at all, and he is no different from the clown now.

Going up again is shameful, and I can't wait to find a crack to get in.

"Hahaha, Xiahouyun go up, don't be a coward!"

"I heard it, you said just now, let Lin Yun jump higher, and then slap him down again, don't be a coward!"

"Xiahouyun, come one!"

Suddenly, cheerful laughter broke out in the assessment square, and everyone laughed.

Xia Houyun's face was flushed, and he couldn't say a word at all. After a while, he stammered: "I... I have a stomachache. I'll go to the hut and come back."

puff!

The audience burst out laughing, actually wanting to escape, which is too embarrassing.

But don't say it, seeing his face flushed red and holding back to the extreme, maybe he really wants that.

Lin Yun dodged, blocking his way, and said with a soft laugh, "You can go to the thatched hut, but Bodhizi stays first."