Chapter 810

Three days passed in the blink of an eye for a martial artist, and it was too late to even retreat.

The same is true for Lin Yun, he can only digest the gains from the battle with Nangong Wanyu, and strive to improve his kendo perception a lot.

The strength of the Cold Ice Sword Intent left a deep impression on Lin Yun, and if he could also comprehend a certain martial will, there was no doubt that the Psychic Sword Intent would become stronger.

The Purple Kite Sword Technique belongs to ice, and the Canglong Nine Transformations belong to thunder, and he has good attainments in both ice and thunder.

However, it is indeed unrealistic to want to comprehend these two to the point of martial arts will in a short period of time. Not to mention fusing these two with psychic sword intent, not to mention whether it can be done, it will definitely be too late in time.

"Perhaps, we can think differently. ”

Lin Yun thought for a moment, and the picture of Nangong Wanyu exerting the cold ice sword intent to the limit came to his mind.

That kind of sword power is close to the heavens!

Even many strong people who have just been promoted to Tianluo will be suppressed and kicked out of breath, which is quite an exaggerated performance.

You must know that there is an insurmountable gap between the heavenly spirit and the half-step heavenly spirit. Of course, the premise is that the two are almost the same, like some scattered cultivators or the Heavenly Spirit powerhouses of the Great Qin Empire, they are not enough to see in front of these half-step Heavenly Spirits.

There is no other reason, the grade of the cultivation is not enough, and there are not too many heavenly and earthly treasures when he is promoted. In short, the foundation is not enough.

In the simplest analogy, two identical pagodas, one made of wood and the other made of metal, are certainly not comparable to the latter.

And Nangong Wanyu's cold ice sword intent was enough to make the heavenly spirit powerhouses of the overlord-level forces bow their heads for it.

Lin Yun thought about it carefully, and if he wanted to face the three little kings, there was a problem that could not be ignored.

It's just that none of these three people have been promoted to Tianluo, which is almost impossible in the eyes of outsiders. But in the most prosperous dragon feast for thousands of years, anything is possible, and it is also a very real problem.

"If you are promoted to Tianluo, even if you are just a beginner in Tianluo, you will have the advantage of crushing the level. ”

Lin Yun pinched his chin, his expression slightly solemn.

Nangong Wanyu's Ice Sword Intention is one of the ways to deal with it, but it can only be used as a reference for me, and the most important thing is to go your own way.

Flowing Wind Sword Technique, Thunder Sound Sword Technique, Thunder Flame Sword Technique, Water Moon Sword Technique, Dragon Tiger Fist, Seven Killing Fist, Great Wind Strength, Finger Flick Sword, Canglong Battle Body, Dust Light Sword Technique, Overlord Sword Technique......

Lin Yun closed his eyes, and countless pictures flashed in his mind, all of which were the martial arts he had cultivated so far, with secret techniques, fist techniques, swordsmanship, and battle bodies, what was his own path?

Canglong!

Halfway through, Lin Yun opened his eyes, and an explosive flash of lightning flashed in his mind.

Canglong Sword Might!

Whether it's the Ice Sword Intent, or the Thunder Sword Intent, or other ways, it's a little too late, but the Canglong Sword Might is different.

In the secret realm in the Tianling Mountain Range, when he first fought with Tianling Qixiu, he had already tried the Canglong Sword Might.

It's just that it's still in a rather rough stage, and the two are simply blended, and then the innate sword intent is promoted to the psychic sword intent and there is no continued enlightenment.

Now that I have picked it up again, coupled with the recent kendo perception, it can be said that there is no obstacle to it.

After all, this Canglong Sword Might itself has a foundation, and it is different from any other Sword Might, it only belongs to his own Canglong Sword Might.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and the look on his face became more and more excited.

He placed the sword box on his back on the ground and compared it to the random movement in the arena, and many images came to mind.

There are Li Mubai's mountain and river sword intent, Nangong Wanyu's cold ice sword intent, and Bai Lixuan's thunderous sword intent, as well as many other pictures of dragon feast masters.

Plop! Plop!

Lin Yun's heart was pounding, and he kept beating wildly, and his blood was extremely happy. A strong impulse and excitement filled the whole body, and the feeling was indescribably wonderful.

Yes, exactly.

The spiritual light exploded in his mind, and all kinds of ideas were constantly opened, and his thoughts about Canglong Jianwei gradually became clear.

When this impulse swelled to the extreme, a fine light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and in the depths of those eyes, the clouds opened and the mist dispersed, as if there was a dragon traveling with a sword for nine days.

Boom!

The sword box erected on the edge of the martial arts arena suddenly opened, and the burial flower was unsheathed, and Lin Yun stretched out his hand and held it tightly.

Click!

For a while, the sword light flashed in this martial arts arena, and the dragon chanted non-stop. The purple electric dragon patterns wriggling on the surface of his body, accompanied by the waving sword light, swam out of the body one by one, dancing with the sword light.

Rumble!

It didn't take long for the swimming purple electric dragon pattern to merge with Lin Yun's sword intent, turning into something invisible like water.

It seems that the sound waves are not obvious, but the power of the dragon is everywhere, and the sword light must be full of dragon groans, giving people a powerful sense of oppression.

The previous fusion was too simple, as long as it was shattered, the power of the dragon and the power of the sword would immediately disperse. It's like two different liquids, forcibly put together in a cup, and when they are broken and flow on the ground, they immediately disperse distinctly.

"The real fusion I want to do can't be separated even if I break my bones. ”

Lin Yun paused slightly, and the burial flower in his hand swung out another sword.

This sword did not flicker with sword light, but the invisible dragon groan exploded in the air, and the sword sound was like a dragon.

That's right, that's it.

The corners of Lin Yun's mouth hooked up a smile, and his handsome face looked boundless and shining at this moment. This is a swordsman who brings out the joy from the bottom of his heart after achieving a new breakthrough.

Three days passed in a flash.

For most people, they can only digest what they have gained on a daily basis, or even barely recover from their injuries.

But for Lin Yun, the past three days have been advancing by leaps and bounds, and the progress has been rapid, and every day the Canglong Sword Might has been rapidly improving.

Rumble!

In the martial arts arena, Lin Yun exerted the sword power of Canglong to the extreme, only to hear the dragon's roar, and the terrifying sword power permeated every corner of the martial arts arena.

Behind Lin Yun's boundless sword intent, a huge entrenched dragon was derived, as high as a hundred zhang, towering like a mountain, and his eyes were glowing with terrifying divine light.

It seems to be no different from the visions of those demons who kill and move, but if you look closely, you will be horrified to find it. Those dragon phantoms seemed to even exist, and each of its scales shimmered with fierce thunder.

The wind is howling, the thunder is roaring, this is the power of the wind and thunder of the dragon.

In the terrifying momentum of the wind and thunder, it seemed that a terrifying sword seemed to be erected in the center of the entrenched dragon, which was also a hundred feet high, flashing with the light of sparks, which could cut through nothingness.

This is the sharp blade condensed by the psychic sword intent, and under the illumination of this sword light, the phantom of the dragon seems to be real.

The sword intent on the Falling Dragon Slope can be immortal for three thousand years, Lin Yun can't be so exaggerated, but three days of immortality can still be barely done.

In other words, even if Lin Yun left now, the Canglong Sword Might behind him could remain indestructible for three days.

But there's no need for that.

Lin Yun put the sword back into its sheath, his mind moved slightly, and the dragon gradually disappeared like mist. Click, click, and at the same time, the purple electric dragon patterns turned into light and escaped into Lin Yun's body.

"Now it's just the first fusion, and the real dragon and sword unity has not yet been achieved, and when the dragon and sword are united, the dragon sword power will also become. ”

Lin Yun's eyes flickered, and he whispered to himself.

It was a great deal to be able to reach this point in three days, but he still had a clear understanding that everything was just the beginning.

When the dragon and sword are united, then the dragon and the psychic sword intent will not be each other, the sword can be a dragon, and the dragon can be a sword.

Even his every move, the sword is not out of the sheath, can attract the sword power of Canglong, and all obstacles can be blown up with one punch!

After washing up casually, bathed in the light of the early morning, Lin Yun and Mei Protector and the others converged.

"Huh?"

When Mei Protector and the others saw Lin Yun, their eyes flashed with meaning, and they felt that Lin Yun had not seen Lin Yun for three days, and it seemed that there had been a great change.

The appearance is still the same, graceful and introverted, gentle as jade, abundant and handsome, but there are great changes in every gesture.

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, several people thought it was a dragon roaring and walked towards them and the others. The soul is trembling, terrifying and somewhat scary.

This is Canglong Sword Mighty has just been practiced, and Lin Yun has not yet reached the realm of retracting and releasing freely, and he will become proficient in the future.

Unless the opponent's cultivation is extremely high, it is difficult to see such a vision.

"Lin Yun, it seems that you have gained a lot in the past three days. ”

Protector Mei's eyes narrowed slightly, touched his beard and said with a meaningful smile, he is a strong person, after all, he is better than others.

"A little bit of gain. ”

Lin Yun didn't hide it, and responded truthfully.

Feng Ye was a little afraid, and smiled helplessly: "Lin Yun, you are too modest, this is not just a little everything, I was so scared just now that my legs were almost weak." The breath on your body flickered and flickered, and it merged into a terrifying dragon shadow, and I felt as if it was about to eat me, especially the dragon's eyes, which were actually glowing with sword light!"

Is it so exaggerated?

Lin Yun's gaze swept away, and Si Xueyi, Shui Yue and the others nodded hurriedly, proving that what Feng Ye said was true.

Lin Yun frowned slightly, this is not a good thing.

He has just comprehended the sword power of the dragon, and there are still many flaws, if the three little kings or other demons find out in advance, it will not be good to have precautions.

Protector Mei seemed to see what Lin Yun was thinking, and with a wave of his hand, two elders came over with sword boxes in their backs.

When the sword box was opened, a sword filled with an ancient aura was hidden in the sheath and placed quietly.

"Lightsaber!"

Lin Yun recognized it at a glance, it was the light sword, the sword that the founding master of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion used to use back then.

He was too impressed by this sword, when the Great Qin Empire was full of wind and snow, he drew his sword to save Senior Sister Xinyan and did not look back. At the most critical juncture, it was Mei Protector who held a light saber to help him break the siege.

This sword does not talk about its own quality, but in the three words of sword namelessness, there are too many legends and glory.

It's a glorious sword!

"Here, you hold it. ”

Protector Mei pushed the sword box to the front and motioned for Lin Yun to hold the sword in his hand.

"It's not good. ”

Lin Yun hesitated a little, this was the sword left by the ancestral master, and only the pavilion master and the pavilion master's heir were qualified to touch it.