Swordsmen are all swordsmen, and Lin Yun is certainly no exception.

When this mysterious weapon was broken, his face instantly became ugly, and his heart was dripping blood.

Mysterious Vessels.

Even if it is a low-grade mysterious weapon, it is priceless.

In Tianshui, it can't even be measured by spirit stones, because it can't be bought at all.

The mysteries are all made by the Xuanshi, and there is no Xuanshi in Tianshui.

It was created by the sect at a great expense to hire outside masters.

Once in the Zongwu Hall Weapon Pavilion, three green steel swords were broken in a row.

Unexpectedly, the Xuan Bing was in his hands, and it was actually broken.

In the past, it could be said to be a coincidence, but Xuanbing was also broken, so it was definitely not a coincidence.

"What's the problem...... Could it be that I can't be a broken sword?"

Lin Yun was puzzled and puzzled.

When the original owner gave the man the maintenance of the blade, this did not happen.

It was only after his soul came through that he had such a vision.

Could it be related to the ray of sword light that broke out of my chest when I was in Mount Tai that day?

When thinking of himself, the strange unity of the fist and sword of the Tiger Fist made him even more strange.

It's just that the time horizon is not enough, and it is useless to think too much.

"It's just...... Why do you keep going?"

With a sway, Lin Yun pulled out the funeral sword.

The body of the sword is like autumn water, the blade is blown and broken, and the funeral sword is extraordinary.

But the lethality is still a little far from the inferior Xuan soldiers, and it needs to be raised with the fragrance of flowers.

Half a lifetime of duckweed passed away with the water, and a night of cold rain buried famous flowers. The soul is willow and blowing, you go and I stay, two autumns!

Recite the Tao at will, and the poems floated out of the original funeral flower sword.

Whew!

Lin Yun danced with a sword, and the peak and perfect Flowing Wind Sword Technique was at his fingertips.

For a time, the body was like flowing water, soaring up and down, the sword shadow was scorching, and the wind rose in all directions.

The huge sword momentum erupted from Lin Yun's body, triggering the general trend of heaven and earth.

The sharp sword light is incomparably sharp.

In the cold light, it makes people shudder.

Lin Yun's whole person seemed to be integrated into the sword light, and as the sword light danced, his body was like flowing water, absorbing hundreds of rivers and converging into a vast ocean.

Every time the sword moves, it is as if the river is roaring, and the sound of the sword roars between heaven and earth.

The wind passes without a trace!

When the last killing move was unleashed, a wisp of sword light shone brightly, and Lin Yun's figure disappeared abruptly.

Boom!

When the sword light exploded, he appeared leisurely, and there seemed to be a moonlight in the sky and the earth, falling like snowflakes.

Lin Yunxing smiled slightly.

Turning around and stabbing out again, his gaze was only on the tip of the sword when everything around him.

When it disappeared from his eyes, a rose suddenly bloomed on the tip of the sword.

Where do the flowers come from!

With a bang, the sword-tipped rose exploded, and countless petals flew in the air.

Putting the sword back into the sheath, Lin Yun's face was slightly red, and the qi and blood in his body were agitated.

But he didn't catch his breath, and it was no longer as hard as it was at the beginning, and this killing move could be released calmly.

Bang bang bang!

Just when he was hearty and consumed a lot of internal strength in an instant.

The heart in the body suddenly jumped strong and powerful.

Seven warm currents flowed from his heart through his limbs and hundreds of remains, nourishing his physical body warmly, and his cultivation grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What's going on?"

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and he was keenly aware of such a vision.

Immediately he crossed his knees and closed his eyes, looked inward, and finally saw an incredible picture.

I saw a seven-trick exquisite elixir, perfectly inlaid with the heart.

With the strong beating of the heart, the medicinal power of the seven knots is like a warm stream. From the seven orifices of the elixir, it flows out and nourishes the whole body.

Lin Yun opened his eyes, his face slightly gloomy.

"I see. ”

The secret that had plagued him for many days was finally solved.

It's no wonder that in the past few days, even if you don't cultivate, your realm is growing every day. It turned out that Su Ziyao was in the martial arts arena of the sect that day, and what he fed in public was a Exquisite Seven Trick Pill!

"I owe you so much......"

The guilt in his heart surged again, and he glanced at the green silk wrapped around his little finger.

Lin Yun's hand holding the sword gradually trembled.

Someday, someday...... Be sure to find Su Ziyao!

Whether it is solving the mystery of the broken sword on his body, or looking for Su Ziyao in the future, he needs strong strength as a bottom shield.

In the following time, Lin Yun's whole person was immersed in endless penance.

In the morning, when he used the spirit trick to water the white remnant flowers, he condensed the innate pure yang skill that broke through the shackles.

In the afternoon, he pondered the innate remnants of Dragon and Tiger Boxing and practiced the unity of fist and sword.

In the evening, it is accompanied by a sky full of stars.

Study the tiger rose diagram, comprehend the swordsmanship wielded by the man in green clothes, and experience the artistic conception of having a tiger in his heart and sniffing the rose.

He has a heart for the Tao, and his heart is immersed in it without distractions.

Like a fool, even if nothing comes of it, he still persists.

When he was far away from the hustle and bustle, the Qingyun Sect was carnivaling up and down, and the crowd was excited.

Hu Zifeng was in the main hall of the sect, and he defeated Zhang Ye with one palm, and it spread throughout the entire sect that day.

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect were so proud, and some people were talking about Hu Zifeng almost every day.

As long as he makes a slight progress, he will cause a sensation in the sect and endure heated discussions.

At the same time, Lin Yun didn't have time to make a move that day, and was compared with Hu Zifeng by countless people.

"In the end, Senior Brother Hu is a little responsible, and he rushed to the main hall of the sect during the retreat to raise the prestige of our Qingyun Sect!"

"This is the accumulation and pride that brings about it, which is more than the inspiration of some people. Hehe, it's not worth mentioning. ”

"Also, then Lin Yun stood in front of him, but he didn't dare to let go of a fart. ”

"This is the gap, daring to be fierce to outsiders is domineering, only daring to beat their own people, what kind of ability is it!"

From top to bottom of the sect, the criticism of Lin Yun was out of control.

Even though he rarely moves anymore, there are still many people who point and point as they pass by his hut.

However, Lin Yun never refuted anything, only immersed in his own martial arts world.

Gradually, the others didn't talk about it interestingly, and they forgot about him.

It's just that the news about Hu Zifeng is still coming out in the sect one after another.

"I heard that no, Senior Brother Hu is already the third core seed and is ready to participate in the four major competitions. ”

"Unexpectedly, with Hu Zifeng's strength, it is a surprise that he did not become the core seed. ”

"That's right, what else is impossible to comprehend innate martial arts at such a young age. ”

"Wait and see, Senior Brother Hu will definitely shine in the Four Sects Competition!"

The day of the Four Great Competitions is approaching day by day.

The atmosphere of nervous anticipation from top to bottom of the sect gradually became stronger.

No matter who they are, what they meet and talk about is the four big competitions.

The four great competitions of Tianshui Kingdom are triennial.

Not only is the scale grand, it will attract the martial artists of the entire Tianshui Kingdom to come and observe, but it is also related to the core interests of the sect.

One sect and three sects control the entire Tianshui country, and it is inevitable that competition will be fierce and there will be conflicts of interests.

In order to be able to resolve the conflict without triggering a sect war and hurting one's own roots.

As a result, there are these four great competitions, in which the disciples compete and compete for benefits by winning or losing.

If the Qingyun Sect fails to achieve good results, the interests of the entire sect will be damaged, and no matter who the sect is, it will be affected.

It was dusk and evening.

Lin Yun held the rose scroll and wandered in the open space in front of the door, thinking about it in his mouth.

Where does the flower come from?Where do I come from?What kind of sword is the sword?What kind of flower is the flower......

Now Lin Yun can already hear the four sentences of the man in Tsing Yi in the painting, and one sentence is a killing move.

Pity.

Except for where the flower came from, the other three swords could be in vain, and he hadn't grasped the true meaning of them.

In the past few days of hard thinking and meditation, I have gradually gained some eyebrows, but I always can't grasp it in a flash.

Whew!

But at this moment, there was a faint sound of footsteps behind him, approaching him little by little.

The person who came was unfamiliar, and he stepped on the grass, making only an extremely faint sound.

"Who!"

Lin Yun turned around and burst into a fist.

Rumble!

The moment the punch was made, the tiger roared in the sky, like a hundred beasts coming to court. The yellow internal strength of the innate pure yang power in the body was like a burning flame, frantically pouring into the fist.

In an instant, his punch was overwhelming.

But when he saw the person coming clearly, his face changed slightly, and his heart moved.

The internal energy in the body that burned like a flame disappeared in an instant, and the fist did not burn after all.

Boom!

Rao is so, but still the future people have taken three steps back.

"Okay, you Lin Yun, you actually punched me. ”

Zhang Han, who took three steps back, shouted dissatisfiedly, and then looked at Lin Yun suspiciously.

The opponent's punch, when it first came out, scared him half to death.

The sound struck, and the whole body seemed to be enveloped by the huge body of a tiger king, and even breathing was short.

didn't expect that the power that really hit me was nothing more than that.

"I said that you can't do it, why is your strength a little regressive, now the whole sect is rumoring that you are just a flash of inspiration, in fact, the foundation is not enough at all. ”

Zhang Han looked at Lin Yun, turned around, and asked suspiciously.

Lin Yun smiled slightly and didn't explain much.

His Pure Yang Gong has broken through the shackles and transformed into an innate Pure Yang Gong.

In a single thought, no matter how strong the internal strength is, it can be turned into intangible, and he will not be harmed.

If he hadn't withdrawn his internal strength just now, Zhang Han might have been a dead man under this tiger fist.

"Tell me, what's the matter with the young sect master sending you?"

Zhang Han muttered: "Five days later, there will be four sect competitions, and the young sect master has made you an alternate player, asking you if you are willing to contribute to the sect." But I think your current strength is really a bit suspenseful to occupy the number of alternate players. ”

I'm almost dead, and I'm still talking nonsense.

Lin Yun smiled bitterly in his heart, this cold heart is also big enough.

"The young sect master is good to me, how can I refuse. Tell me, what's the difference between the alternate players and the core players?"