Chapter 323

Behind the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, there is a vast and continuous mountain range called the Silent Annihilation Mountain Range.

This mountain range is famous in Qintian County, not only the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, but the other three major sects are also established on the edge of this mountain range, but the direction is different.

The demon beasts of this Silent Mountain Range are vertical and horizontal, stretching all the way, and even penetrating several surrounding empires.

On weekdays, there will be many disciples of the sect who will experience here. Fight and kill demon beasts, practice martial arts, and accumulate bloodthirsty energy.

It's just that the metropolis chooses the edge area, the depths of this mountain range are full of dangers, and at the core, even the elders of the Purple Mansion Realm of the various sects dare not set foot easily.

Misty gray fog, all year round, forming a poisonous miasma, from time to time there will be a powerful beast roar, which makes people palpitate.

The scorching sun hung high, and the fierce sunlight fell in the gray miasma, refracting colorful colors. At a glance, the colorful camouflage of bright and dripping is shrouded in the poisonous miasma, which is extremely weird.

The terrifying poisonous miasma is one of the important reasons why the disciples of the sect dare not go deeper.

If the cultivation is not good, or even unable to stay for a long time, the miasma will accumulate and form deadly toxins in the body.

In the poisonous mist, on a lonely hill, Lin Yun stood with a sword box on his back.

After saying goodbye to the Xinyan brothers and sisters, he did not rest, and led the blood dragon horse out of the house.

Seven days later, it was Princess Fenghua's birthday banquet, and she wanted to improve her swordsmanship in such a short period of time.

Naturally, you can't follow common sense, you have to find a dangerous place to practice swordsmanship in actual combat.

The Mountains of Silence were the places he had chosen.

Unconsciously, he stayed in the mountain range for three days, and Lin Yun was almost practicing this Water Moon Sword Technique.

The power of the spirit-level super-grade swordsmanship is indeed strong, and it shows amazing power just in its initial form.

But as Tang Tong said, it is indeed strong and weak, elusive, and very strange.

If ordinary people encounter such trouble, they must be scolded, and quickly find a way to choose another swordsmanship is the right way.

But Lin Yun didn't do this, he didn't eat or drink for three days and three nights, and he had another understanding in this reckless mountain.

"The wind is phaseless, the clouds are impermanent, the mountains are powerful, and the water is invisible. ”

Vaguely, Lin Yun felt that the so-called Water Moon Sword Technique was weak and strong. Not only is it not its disadvantages, but it is one of its advantages. The mountains are powerful, majestic and heavy, but the water is invisible, but it is ever-changing, inclusive of all things, and accommodating hundreds of rivers.

The tangible mountain can only accommodate the grass and trees in the mountain, and the invisible water stops, but it can accommodate all things in the world.

Which is higher or lower, let's not talk about it for the time being, this Water Moon Sword Technique must have another way, and it is definitely not what Tang Tong said.

He cultivated this Water Moon Sword Technique to the end of the year, and his power was stable and inflexible, compared with other super-grade sword techniques, it was far from it, and he must have practiced in the wrong direction.

On the hill, Lin Yun's gaze fell on the gray poisonous mist thousands of kilometers away. In the fog, two hideous and huge black shadows intertwined and erupted into a piercing roar.

Occasionally, there was a violent collision, and a terrifying roar erupted, containing a terrifying evil aura.

Whew!

A demon beast figure broke through the poisonous mist, smashed dozens of sky-supporting ancient trees, and appeared in Lin Yun's field of vision.

The monster beast was covered with pitch-black fur, and the black fur was covered with blood-colored spots, and it looked very ugly. Its body was huge, more than ten feet tall, with bloody fangs and purple pupils as bright as crystal.

"Black Blood Demon Wolf, Xuanwu Sixfold Top Demon Beast. ”

The breeze blew, lifting Lin Yun's long hair in front of his forehead, wearing a long robe, and hunting.

Thundered!

The ground shook suddenly, and a brute beast several times larger than the black blood demon wolf. Shaped like a leopard, up and down, burning with raging fire, he walked slowly, staring at the black blood demon wolf with his eyes.

Shout!

Its gaze swept over Lin Yun, who was hundreds of meters away, with a hint of contempt in his eyes. Without warning, the flame energy in the air, under its roar, continued to converge towards Lin Yun.

When it was about to approach, it condensed into a meteor-like dazzling fireball and fell with a bang.

Whew!

The huge pressure contained a heat wave, and before it fell, an endless wind swept over the hills.

A strange glint flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, it was a rare mutated demonic leopard, and his manipulation of the fire attribute was very exquisite.

No wonder, the black blood demon wolf is not enough to see in front of it.

"But is this fireball threatening me?"

Lin Yun shook his head and said softly, "I'm not here to sit and collect the fisherman's money. ”

The Demon Leopard thought that he was here to pick up the bargain, and deterred him in advance, hoping that he would not disturb his eating.

He wants to practice swords, and in actual combat, he wants to test his perception of the Water Moon swordsmanship in the past three days.

Break!

The true yuan was agitated, the dragon roared and the tiger roared, and in the low mountaintop, a shocking trend suddenly erupted and rushed away.

Lin Yun clenched his five fingers, raised his hand, and blasted out a punch, shattering the fireball.

Click!

The sky is full of sparks, like fireworks withering, falling in mid-air, but before it hits the ground, it burns out.

The two demon beasts who were about to fight were taken aback and quickly turned their heads to look over.

I saw that on the top of the mountain, the young man in Tsing Yi stood with his fists closed, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were like meteors, and between his eyebrows, the edge was wanton.

Whining!

In the amethyst-like eyes of the black blood demon wolf, a trace of jealousy flashed, and intuition told it. The young man in front of him is only afraid that he is even more terrifying than the demonic leopard, and if he is not careful, he will be killed by him.

Beforehand, the demonic leopard, who was obviously disdainful, became cautious with a clear look in his eyes.

The two demon beasts glanced at each other, and seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding.

Whew!

The flames of the demonic leopard surged all over its body, and with a scorching and violent aura, it flew up on the ground. Its massive body, without affecting its speed in the slightest, rushed straight away like a stream of flames.

Rub!

The black blood demon wolf was also not idle, roared a few times, ran wildly on all fours, and killed it like lightning.

"Well done. ”

With a move of his hand, the funeral sword jumped out of the box, and Lin Yun grabbed it. The sword was unsheathed, the cold light overflowed, its momentum was like a cloud, it was impermanent, its momentum was like water, the spirit changed smoothly, and it hit the huge body of the demonic leopard.

The flames of the demonic leopard swept under the cold rays, sneering, bursting with water vapor, and its huge body, under this sword, shook back.

Bang!

Under the concussion of this blow, the mountain peaks at the soles of his feet exploded, and the black blood demon wolf flashed a hideous look, and dozens of claw blades broke through the sky like a storm.

Lin Yun swayed slightly, stepping on the gravel in mid-air, like a void walk. The body is light, agile as the wind, and the sword qi is like a shocking wave stirred up in the rivers and lakes, smashing all the claw blade storms.

Kill!

The moment the storm shattered, with the blessing of the seven Xuan steps, he fell straight down like lightning.

Raising his hand is a sword, like a raging tsunami, slashing down angrily. The Black Blood Demon Wolf didn't expect that Lin Yun's swordsmanship was so powerful, and he hurriedly retreated.

Poof!

missed the point, but this sword still pulled out a hideous wound on the black blood demon wolf's body, and the blood bloomed like a flower in mid-air.

Whew!

When the forest clouds landed, the leaves in the forest were scattered, dancing with the wind, up and down.

Rumble!

The majestic heat wave rose, and the demonic leopard with monstrous efforts, galloped, and killed again. The scorching temperature seemed to burn the air and suffocated.

With long sleeves like clouds, Lin Yun turned around and slashed a sword, bringing a great rumor, but when he was about to stab out. This sharp sword, the breath changed sharply, if the sword that slashed the black blood demon wolf was a monstrous wave, this sword was a trickle, not the same day.

Is it coming?

Lin Yun was not shocked, the injuries on his body in the past few days were all due to the sudden strength and weakness of this Shuiyue sword technique, and he was caught and flawed in the battle.

After three days of penance, he has long been accustomed to it, and now, it is time to try what he has in mind.

Boom!

This sword landed on the demonic leopard, and with a single touch, Lin Yun was violently knocked into the air.

The look in the eyes of the demonic leopard was suspicious, the power of this sword was obviously different from just now, and it was suspected that it was fraudulent.

It's a trickle, and it's as it is

Rub and go!

Without waiting for the demonic leopard to react, Lin Yun turned around and killed it again. The body is like a stream, the water flows for a long time, and the sword is like a falling flower, undulating with the waves.

Although the sword power is small, he is erratic, and between the dances up and down, one after another sword rays fall on his body without a trace.

At the beginning, after dozens of moves, the sword power left in its body, like the confluence of hundreds of rivers, gathered together, and in its huge body, there was a sword light that broke through a bowl from the inside out.

The demonic leopard wailed and fell to the ground, rolling and tumbling, dying and dying in pain.

Roar!

The violent aura hit, but it was the black blood demon wolf who did not give up, and it was gathering momentum for a long time and coming violently.

"The leaves are falling all over the sky, and the sound is like rain, and the clouds and moon in the water are coming into the sword!"

The sword body trembled, and Lin Yun swung out a terrifying sword aura, and the cold light condensed, and everywhere he went, he was devastating and decaying, and he was indomitable.

This sword, like the clouds and the moon reflected in the lake, rolled with shocking waves. Compared to the trickle, it is extremely domineering, arrogant, and contains terrifying explosive power.

Bang bang bang!

The sword qi and the claw blade storm pulled out by the black blood demon wolf's claws slammed together, and the loud sound was suddenly endless.

The black claw blades that were like substance were all broken, but Lin Yun's sword momentum did not reduce its sharpness, and it slashed straight down.

In the midst of the blood, the huge body of the demon wolf was cut in half.

The demonic leopard, which struggled to get up from the ground, looked at the corpse of the demon wolf on the ground, looked shocked, and ran away without looking back.

Its defenses were amazing, and it was so powerful that ordinary sword qi couldn't hurt it at all. But Lin Yun's strange sword qi was like a spring rain, moisturizing things silently, and by the time he was shocked, he had accumulated irreparable injuries in his body.

This kind of strange swordsmanship is unheard of, and now that I see the black blood demon wolf die tragically, where do you dare to fight.

"I didn't say let you go, the water is full of mountains and rivers!"

Rub and go!

Between the flat ground, Lin Yun ran wildly with his sword, and the ground trembled as he sprinted. The sword momentum was like endless water, overlapping and attacking, and everywhere it passed, all the ancient trees around it were crushed.

A sword stabbed out, turned around, and returned the sword to its sheath.

Boom!

The moment the flower was put into the sheath, the mutated demonic leopard that burst into the blood pillar behind his head burst out, and was annihilated by the flood of sword intent before he had time to scream.

[I read the comments before, many book friends are questioning, the protagonist uses too many punches, it is indeed a little. Fist to the flesh, although hot-blooded, but not my original intention to write this book, after this chapter, I will use the sword as much as possible. 】