In the drowsy sky, Lin Yun and Wu Xiaotian on the eaves each posed and stood opposite each other.

Is this going to be a scramble?

Ji Wuye on the side looked surprised, he didn't expect his senior brother to be so interested in Lin Yun, and he actually took the initiative to learn from Lin Yun.

No matter what, Lin Yun was just a rising star, even if he could really kill the overlord-level Heavenly Spirit Demon Beast?

Senior brother can hit the overlord demon beast hard with one blow, and he is the one who wants to kill the beast king.

No matter how you look at it, the senior brother seems a little "condescending".

With a hint of doubt, Ji Wuye quietly retreated, staring at the two of them tightly and not daring to miss any details.

Wu Xiaotian had a casual smile on his face, saying that he was a discussion, but he didn't seem to care too much.

Under his clothes, his muscles were loose and saggy, and he couldn't see the previous flamboyant and unscrupulous domineering, and at a glance, there were almost flaws up and down.

But Lin Yun didn't move, his expression was calm, and he held the hilt of the sword in his left hand. The majestic sword intent in the depths of the eyes, like a pool of autumn water, the ancient well does not wave, with a hint of coolness, giving people a deep hidden feeling.

Gradually, the smile on Wu Xiaotian's face subsided, and his momentum gradually condensed. It was loose and sloppy before, and it looked like it was all flawed, but when you count it carefully, it turned out that all of them were deliberately left traps without exception.

"Don't you want to make a move?"

Time passed, and Ji Wuye, who was watching, had a trace of impatience in his eyes, and the two of them were too pretentious.

It's just a matter of sparring, so do you need to be so serious?

Shout!

But at this moment, Ji Wuye suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and he hadn't seen what was happening clearly. I heard a deafening sword roar, and the sound of the sword was like a thunderbolt falling from the nine heavens, illuminating the entire heaven and earth in just a moment.

Roar!

At the same time, nine more blood pythons roared one after another, and a large area of bright blood light appeared behind Wu Xiaotian.

The two figures flashed separately, and at the moment when they intertwined with each other, there was a dazzling sword light on the condensed palms of the nine blood pythons, and they collided fiercely between the lightning and flint.

Thundered!

At this moment, the two terrifying momentum staggered together, soaring upward, soaring into the sky, poking the thick demon cloud out of a huge hole.

Wow!

The dazzling morning glow condensed into a golden pillar of light through the hole, enveloping Lin Yun and Wu Xiaotian. That kind of light, in this endless dimness, was particularly conspicuous, and even the cold faces of the two could be clearly seen from a hundred miles away.

Ji Wuye's mouth opened wide, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes. Under the golden pillar of light in front of him, Lin Yun's long hair dancing wildly, the hideous and roaring face of the dark sky, and the respective edges between the palms of the two seemed to solidify into eternity at this moment.

Printed into a picture, it was deeply imprinted in Ji Wuye's mind and could not be erased.

Rumble!

But in fact, the speed of the two is extremely fast, and just like this, the exchange is over. The corners of Lin Yun's mouth overflowed with blood stains, and he flew upside down for a hundred miles with his sword, Wu Xiaotian's face was expressionless, and his right hand slowly fell.

Countless eyes were attracted by the golden light, and the moment they turned around, they saw nothing.

The huge hole of the demon cloud has been closed, and as far as the eye can see, it is dim, and Lin Yun can't see the dark sky, as if what he saw just now is just an illusion.

"You lost. ”

The corners of Wu Xiaotian's mouth hooked up with a smile, and he said softly.

After the burial flowers were returned to the sheath, Lin Yun wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and said softly: "Not necessarily." ”

Tick!

Wu Xiaotian's right hand, which had not had time to be fully withdrawn, had a slight crack, and blood kept dripping. His face kept changing, and after a long time, he looked at Lin Yun solemnly and said in a deep voice: "Your sword intent is indeed good, but you can't go this way, you know what I mean." ”

Lin Yun was noncommittal and did not answer.

"What, I'm not right?"

Wu Xiaotian muttered: "In the entire Nanhua Ancient Domain, no, in the entire Xuanhuang Realm, no one can master the psychic sword intent before the Heavenly Spirit. Even if it is promoted to the Heavenly Spirit, before the Seven Spirits are opened, there are very few people who have mastered the psychic sword intent. Even if the kendo talent is not inferior to your Nangong Wanyu, he has chosen another path. ”

"You lost at the hands of Jiang Ziye, and you have lost your ambition. Even if it seems to have come out of the trough, in fact, it still hasn't gotten out of the fear of the three kings and seven heroes. I'm not the same as you. ”

The words fell, and Lin Yun bowed his hand.

Wu Xiaotian's face was slightly ugly, and Lin Yun's last sentence had a great impact on him.

"This guy is a little too crazy. ”

Ji Wuye walked over and said with some distraction.

The battle just now, even if it was a draw, Lin Yun lost. He knew very well that the senior brother had hole cards that had not been sacrificed, and his cultivation had also suppressed the realm.

Wu Xiaotian waved his hand and said, "You can't say that, he does have the ability to be crazy." However, the dragon feast, this person is not worried, it is too difficult to comprehend the psychic sword intent before the age of twenty......"

"How hard it is. ”

"It's a hundred times harder than me to kill the Beastmaster. He's drawing the ground as a prison, and he's going to pay for it. ”

Only learned one move, but Wu Xiaotian was keenly aware of Lin Yun's ambition and was not optimistic about it at all.

It is even asserted that it is no longer a cause for concern in the feast of dragons.

Not the same?

Wu Xiaotian stared at Lin Yun's distant back, and snorted coldly in his heart, it was indeed different. I have the qualifications to challenge the Three Kings and Seven Heroes, but you are destined to not even have the qualifications.

How could it be the same!

......

Ten days later, the Yanlong Mountain Range, Luolong Slope.

Lin Yun revisited his hometown, and at the end of his line of sight, there was a sword hanging above the Nine Heavens, lingering with immortal thunder light.

The endless majestic sword intent, with the bloom of the sword light, shone brightly and dazzlingly on the towering mountain.

Nine days of thunder, sword shine!

It was a sword condensed by the boundless sword intent that Lin Yun couldn't understand at all, and the sword contained the arrogant will of the swordsman for thousands of years.

"It's spectacular. ”

Although it was not the first time he saw it, Lin Yun's heart was still shocked, and no words could describe the shock in his heart.

It was too strong, and Lin Yun felt that the sword that hung alone for nine days was the monarch of this side of heaven and earth. Anyone who dares to be disrespectful in the slightest will suffer a catastrophe and be sanctioned in an instant.

Wu Xiaotian said that his path would not work, and he would definitely not be able to promote the psychic sword intent, but he was a little naïve.

He didn't know that Lin Yun had already reached the half-step psychic sword intent, and this achievement alone was enough to be proud of the Xuanhuang Realm.

Although the remaining half a step is as difficult as climbing to the sky, when Lin Yun finally takes half a step, the moment when the raised foot falls. Maybe a year and a half, maybe just one day is enough, but it will always fall, just see how long it will take.

As for himself, he was frightened by the Three Kings and Seven Ying, and that fear was rooted deep in his heart.

If you can't recognize it, I'm afraid that this year's dragon feast will repeat the mistakes of the past and continue to be defeated in the hands of the three kings and seven heroes.

I'm not the same as you.

Lin Yun's words were not casually said.

Whew!

With his toes lightly touching the ground, Lin Yun rose and fell a few times, and came to the foot of Luolongpo. There was an invisible sword momentum in front of him, enveloping the hillside, and Lin Yun didn't dare to step forward easily.

The position where he stood was also the location where the Iron Blood Sword Pavilion had buried the Sword Emperor Grass.

"I don't know who left this sword intent. ”

Lin Yun raised his eyes and looked at the sword on the mountain, he raised his sword intent to the limit and stared at it carefully.

Hey?

After half a sound, Lin Yun sighed lightly, and his face changed slightly.

The lonely sword hanging on the slope of the falling dragon suddenly moved, and the picture he saw changed dramatically.

I saw that ray of sword light, suddenly dissipating and merging with the sky, stirring up the sky. Endless clouds, rolling and moving, with the surging of sword light, the wind and clouds change, and the weather is myriad.

This is......

This is the innate sword intent, blending with the sky, looking down on the vast earth!

Lin Yun was shocked in his heart, the sharp sword on the top of the mountain actually gave him a picture of the innate sword intent reaching the extreme, which was really incredible.

Wow!

Just as his heart was shocked, the picture was changing, and thousands of sword lights crossed the sky. Every ray of sword light flickered and tore the heavenly dome apart like a cloth covering the earth, and countless starlight fell down the cracks.

At first, only a few hundred stars fell from the torn cracks, and each starlight seemed to be eternal. Gradually, as the sword intent intensified, the hole in the heavenly dome that was torn apart became bigger and bigger, and the number of shining stars skyrocketed from hundreds to a thousand, to two thousand...... Eight thousand, nine thousand!

The picture in front of him was too shocking, Lin Yun's heart was turbulent, every time the sword light crossed, the light of nine thousand stars sprinkled down, shining the stars of heaven and earth, the vast earth, shining brightly, it was a vast and majestic vision.

This is psychic sword intent!

Lin Yun's heart was shocked, and he immediately woke up, this was the evolution from the innate sword intent to the stronger psychic sword intent.

When this psychic sword intent reached its limit, the light of nine thousand rays of stars condensed into nine majestic Star Swirls. Each Star Swirl, a kilometer in diameter, resembled a galaxy of 5,000 stars, and the sky seemed to be pressed down as it swirled wildly, and could be touched with your hand.

Click!

The nine Star Swirls dissipated at the same time, the sword hung in the air, the thousands of stars withered like flowers, and in the endless and eternal darkness, the sword was accompanied only by the sun and the moon.

Lin Yun had never seen such a big sun and a bright moon in his life, it was too huge, eternal, and immortal. But in front of that sword, it was surprisingly small.

A sword, the sun and the moon shine together, and the starlight withers for it, is this a three-grade sword intent that surpasses the psychic sword intent?

It hurts!

Lin Yun didn't have time to think about it, his eyes were extremely painful, two drops of blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and his vision was pitch black.

After a moment of panic, Lin Yunxin gradually calmed down, this should be the senior's warning him not to look at it anymore.

He was here before, and he couldn't see this kind of sword intent because he didn't practice enough. At the moment, the sword intent is promoted to a half-step psychic, and I can barely see three different levels of pictures, but it is not enough to go any further.

Night falls.

Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, put his hands on his left and right knees, and slowly closed his eyes.

The fireflies, which he could not see with the naked eye, actually shimmered in the night, flying up and down. In the Yanlong Mountains, many powerful demon beasts have seen this strange scene.

They wanted to check it out, but when they thought of the sword on the Falling Dragon Slope, they immediately lost their courage and trembled all over.

The night passed quietly.

Lin Yun opened his eyes, his stabbed eyes were clear and bright, and they had already recovered as before.

In front of him, there was a ray of firefly light, which was still not dispersed. Lin Yun's heart moved slightly, my sword intent stayed for a whole night and was not extinguished?

Although this kind of achievement could not be compared with the immortal sword intent of the Luolong Slope for thousands of years, it was a great surprise to Lin Yun.

Reaching out and touching it lightly, the light of the fireflies exploded like dandelions, extremely bright, but it only existed for a moment before it was annihilated.

"Thank you, seniors. ”

Lin Yun clasped his hands together, bowed his head towards the Luolong Slope, and bowed respectfully.

The predecessors who left this wisp of sword intent may have left, or they may have died. But Lin Yun believed that the other party's will was still there, just like when Murong Jing and the others defeated the Purple Electric Demon Dragon Vulture, they were also helping himself.

When Lin Yun raised his head again, a wisp of arrogance came out wantonly in his eyes, and his bright eyes revealed a sharp edge that shocked the heavens and the earth.

Who said that the Heavenly Spirit in the Xuanhuang Realm couldn't comprehend the psychic sword intent?

Who says it's not going to work?

I'm not biased!

[You can guess who left the sword intent on this Luolong Slope. 】