The white fox has a face and a smile like a demon.

Yue Weiwei, who had already left, had never gone far and secretly followed Lin Yun.

The strength displayed is deeply shocking and chilling.

In the Qingyang realm, I was afraid that she deliberately suppressed her cultivation, so she was injured by the prohibition in the tomb palace.

If Lin Yun was here, he might not be too surprised.

In the yin wind stream, he wondered how Yue Weiwei had such a forbidden technique as the Heaven Devouring Technique.

Guessing the true identity of this woman is definitely not simple.

However, it was obvious that Lin Yun in the rudder of Mingguang Pavilion would definitely not know what was happening in this North Point Square.

Three days.

He was cultivating in the Mingguang Pavilion, practicing innate high-grade martial arts and Lei Yin swordsmanship.

According to Tong Hu, there are a total of five styles of this swordsmanship, which are Wind, Falling Flowers, Flying Snow, Chasing the Moon and Shenxiao. The lethality is very terrifying, and the comprehension requirements are quite high, and it is difficult for anyone to practice.

Even Lin Yun, for a long time, only mastered the first two styles, the wind and the falling flowers.

The two sword moves are very powerful, and they have already been practiced to the point of perfection. In a single breath, you can swing the ninety-nine eighty-one sword, and the sword wind oscillates and overlaps, like thunder.

This sword move, courageously forward, fierce and domineering, and extremely terrifying in lethality.

It is enough to show the advantages of Lin Yun and the Purple Kite Sword Technique's exercises to the fullest.

The falling flower style is slightly introverted, which is different from the external domineering of the wind style, and pursues the artistic conception more. It seems poignant and weak, but in fact, once it is locked by the qi, there is almost no possibility of dodging this move.

In the moment when the falling flowers wither, they are either dead or injured. It couldn't be better as a nirvana.

The first two styles of Lin Yun are proficient, reaching the point where they can send and receive freely, and the sword can move at will.

The last three styles, flying snow, chasing the moon and Shenxiao, are the focus of Lin Yun's three days.

The first four moves of Lei Yin's swordsmanship seem to be windy and snowy, quite elegant, and not sharp. But in fact, the true meaning of this sword technique was already clear to Lin Yun.

Whether it is the wind roaring like thunder, or the flowers falling for a moment, there is only one fast word in the true meaning.

The attack was unprepared, so fast that people were suffocated, so they could only deal with it in a hurry, and finally they were very unwilling to be beheaded.

Flying snow and chasing the moon, on the basis of the previous two styles, will give full play to this true meaning.

In the past three days, Lin Yun has been practicing and understanding swords all the time.

No matter how strong the exercises are, if there are no sword moves, it is impossible to show their might.

Mingguang Pavilion split the rudder, and in a quiet cultivation ground, Lin Yun was fighting with a puppet.

Lin Yun is no stranger to puppets.

In the organ hall of the Qingyun Sect, there are many puppets for the disciples to cultivate.

The puppet in front of him is not the same.

It is the rudder of the entire Mingguang Pavilion, the only puppet with a half-step entrance cultivation, and its strength is strong, and it even has a spirituality that is not inferior to that of a demon beast.

The whole body has a special metal, which is made of thousands of exercises. Even if Lin Yun struck a peak blow, it would be difficult to leave a fatal scar on the puppet's body.

After a few days, about half an hour, you will be defeated.

The puppet defense is too amazing, and it is inherently invincible.

According to Ming Ye, even if he is a half-step Xuanguan elder who splits the rudder, it is not easy for him to hold on for half an hour.

Tempest!

Lin Yun flicked his wrist, and the sword momentum all over his body condensed into a sharp and incomparable half-step sword intent. Ninety-nine eighty-one sword lights were stabbed, and a violent storm arose, waiting until the moment the sword shadows overlapped.

A thunder sounded in this quiet cultivation room.

Snort!

Without stopping, he stabbed three swords in a row, each sword containing eighty-one sword shadows. It seemed that there were only three swords, but in fact, hundreds of sword lights overlapped.

The funeral sword with a heavy sword momentum stabbed fiercely into the puppet's body, making three loud noises.

Bang Bang Bang!

The puppet, under this terrifying offensive, retreated more than ten steps in a row. On the surface of the body, criss-crossing sword marks, several new marks were added.

Rumble!

But after the puppet stood firm, it launched a fierce counterattack, and the spear in his hand spun in a circle, and then provoked it fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, the cold tip of the spear expanded infinitely in Lin Yun's field of vision.

Clang!

With a swing of the horizontal sword, Lin Yun's wrist trembled slightly and avoided it.

Whew!

The spear flew like a storm, and the heavy spear struck in waves.

In the ring, there was a sonorous sound of metal collision, and Lin Yun was forced backwards step by step.

Rustling!

At the door of the cultivation room, a Dao figure quietly appeared, it was Ming Ye, the young master of Mingguang Pavilion.

Looking at Lin Yun on the stage from afar, Ming Ye smiled, for a few days, Lin Yun would challenge this puppet every day if he made a slight progress.

From the beginning, ten moves were defeated, and now it has been able to hold on for half an hour.

But I wanted to go further, but I couldn't do it.

Seeing that Lin Yun was about to lose, Ming Ye smiled slightly and walked forward, ready to tell the other party some news.

Rumble!

But at this moment, the momentum on Lin Yun's body in the ring changed suddenly.

The puppet's fierce offensive was obviously stunned and stiffened a little.

"It's so cold, is it snowing?"

In the huge cultivation room, the chill dropped suddenly, and the sword momentum floating in the hazy ring was like a tumbling white cloud in the sky, constantly changing. The spilled sword light flew like a snowflake along with the sword in Lin Yun's hand.

Like clouds rising, like snow flying, clouds rising and snow flying.

Thunder sound swordsmanship, the third style, flying snow!

Thundered!

The sword in Lin Yun's hand was wrapped in a sword that flew like snow, like a sea of clouds in the sky, rolling away. The sharp sword moves, both the agility of the snow and the vastness of the sea of clouds, forced the puppet of the mechanism, retreating again and again.

"Huh?"

Ming Ye sighed lightly, his pupils widened, and the puppet was forced to retreat from the ring.

Could it be that Lin Yun can officially shoot down this puppet in just three days?

Thunder sound swordsmanship, chasing the moon, the peak of fast, chasing the stars and chasing the moon!

Feixue forced the puppet back, Lin Yun snorted lightly, and the long sword in his hand slammed up. People are like cranes, a sword soars into the air, so fast that Ming Ye's eyes can't catch it.

The vision was still fixed, where Lin Yun was standing, and his true body, with the sword in his hand, killed in front of the puppet.

It seems that the stars and the moon have been left behind by him.

With a sway, the puppet was left with a deep sword mark, and it was shocked off the ground by this sword.

Boom!

When it fell, it was like a heavy mountain, smashing the ring to the ground.

Lin Yun looked at it and saw the puppet of the agency, and he was about to retreat from the ring half a step.

I couldn't help shaking my head and laughing bitterly, jumped slightly, and landed on the ground.

In three days, he finally practiced the two styles of flying snow and chasing the moon, and the entire Lei Yin swordsmanship barely reached the point of completion.

Only the last form, Shenxiao, can be completed.

Shenxiao, the sword is in the sky, and the divine voice is like thunder...... Lin Yun felt that he was still a little hot.

In a short period of time, I am afraid it will be difficult to master.

The mastery he expects is not simply to be displayed, but to be able to send and receive at will, which can be used in actual combat.

"Congratulations Brother Lin, this thunder sound sword technique has gone one step further. ”

While Lin Yun was wiping his sweat, Ming Ye stepped forward and smiled.

"You're welcome, if you don't have Brother Ming's puppet, you wouldn't be able to progress so fast. Lin Yun put away his sword and responded with a smile.

"Don't bury me, what does it have to do with me as a puppet. ”

Ming Ye scolded with a smile and said in a deep voice: "I came here to tell you something." ”

"The Blood Dragon Horse has fully recovered?"

"It's still a few days away, and it's for another thing, which even my father in the sect has alarmed. ”

"Oh?"

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, Ming Ye's father, that is, the master of Mingguang Pavilion.

It can also be regarded as Qingyang County, there are a number of big people, and even the other party was alarmed by everything.

Ming Ye said: "Jin Yanzong and the two Xuanwu Realm elders of the Blood Cloud Sect came to investigate the truth and reality, but they all died in the North Point Square. Among them, there is also your great enemy, Yan Teng, who issued a bloody pursuit order to you. ”

Hearing this, Lin Yun's face couldn't help but change slightly.

"Didn't you do it?"

"No, with the strength of Mingguang Pavilion, unless my father personally intervenes. Otherwise, it would be difficult to really kill Yan Teng. If the strength is not much higher, the other party will desperately want to escape, and it will be impossible to catch it. ”

"So what?"

"My father wonders if someone is secretly protecting you. ”

Lin Yun shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be, I'm alone in this Qingyang County, and I haven't made such a powerful helper." ”

In his mind, the girl with charming eyes like a crescent moon had already appeared.

He was quite surprised in his heart, if someone really made a secret move, he could only think of Yue Weiwei.

However, when it comes to this woman, it's better not to show it in front of Ming Ye.

"It's weird, hehe, but it's a good thing. Each of the two sects killed a Xuanwu Realm elder, and if they want to fight back, they are afraid that it will be even more difficult. ”

Ming Ye didn't dig deeper, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"That's right, here's for you. ”

Thinking of something, Ming Ye smiled and handed Lin Yun a heavy storage bag.

Lin Yun took it curiously, checked it a little, and saw that it was densely packed with all innate pills!

The number is so large that it is difficult to count them in the blink of an eye.