Chapter 556

At the foot of Lingmu Peak, Lin Yun unexpectedly met a person, who was Mo Ling.

"Senior sister, what a coincidence. ”

Lin Yun said softly.

"Unfortunately, I'm just here to wait for you, did you see Mu Xue's girl?"

Mo Ling blinked and said softly.

Lin Yun nodded, but he didn't answer, he looked up at the peak of Lingmu Peak. This mountain rises from the ground, towering into the clouds, majestic, and said in a deep voice: "Senior sister, do you think this mountain is high?"

Mo Lingmei's eyes flashed with a flash of aura, and he said lightly: "A mountain is higher than a mountain." ”

"And how thick is it?"

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people. ”

Lin Yun's eyes fell, and he said with a smile: "That's right, there is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the people, and a mountain is higher than a mountain." ”

Who is the frog at the bottom of the well, time will tell!

Mo Ling was thoughtful, knowing Mu Xue's girl's temper, but she guessed what was going on.

However, she has never been good at comforting people, and she doesn't like to comfort people, and everything she wants to say has been said just now, and she has no intention of breaking it.

"This is the four-grade spirit pill that the dean refined for you, Qiankun Biyun Pill. ”

As Mo Ling spoke, he took out a delicate and gorgeous small mirror box and handed it over.

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand to take it, and said with a smile: "I'm about to forget about it." “

"I haven't forgotten it, so I've been waiting here, I promised to give you a spiritual treasure before, and now I've picked it out for you. ”

Mo Ling's thin hand, which was as white as jade, patted lightly on the storage bag, and nine strange short swords flew out.

The short sword has no handle, only a blade, and the blade has a unique shape and can be combined at will. Nine short swords can be connected end to end to form a long snake-like spirit sword, or they can be staggered in pairs to form a cross blade, and they can also overlap each other to form a round of scimitars like a waning moon, which is changeable and dazzling.

The blade of the sword was cold, and the sword body seemed to be engraved with a rather mysterious ice attribute spirit pattern, faintly looking, as if there were snowflakes fluttering.

"In ancient times, there was a well-known spiritual treasure, called Snow Moon Flying Flower, which was composed of a total of sixteen moon blades, and was famous. Originally, I couldn't find it, this is an imitation of Xueyue Feihua, and it is also an extraordinary product, not much worse than the silver flower iron tree fan in my hand, what do you think?"

Mo Ling, who was manipulating the Snow Moon Flying Flowers, explained softly to Lin Yun that the nine short swords called the Moon Blade. Flying up and down around her, gathering and scattering, it sets off her quite beautifully.

Lin Yun admired it for a moment and said softly: "It's really not ordinary, but I'm still used to using a sword, and it's enough to have a funeral flower." ”

Shout!

The nine moon blades overlapped each other, and Mo Ling put them away, but he didn't force them, and said softly: "In ten days, the battle between the five courtyards will officially begin, and when the time comes, I will come to you." ”

Lin Yun nodded, watching the other party leave, thinking thoughtfully.

His cultivation has risen greatly, from the Yin Xuan Realm Dacheng to the Yin Xuan Realm Consummation, it can be said that he has advanced by leaps and bounds, accumulating steadily.

However, the progress in martial arts has stagnated and has not progressed for a long time. There is already some drag on my cultivation, this is like a horse running fast, naturally with a better saddle.

A good horse is matched with a good saddle, and the strong cultivation is naturally matched, and the edge is more dazzling.

In ten days, with his far beyond ordinary understanding, it was enough to refine the Seven Killing Fist and the Overlord Sword several times.

"Practice boxing first!"

Compared with the cultivation difficulty of the sword, the threshold of the Seven Kills Fist that has mastered the Seven Kills Seal is not as big, and it is easier to get started.

Seven Killing Punches, there are a total of seven styles.

In the first form, the common people are angry.

In the second life, complaining about the heavens is unkind.

In the third form, a glass of wine is inexhaustible.

The fourth form, who is with me.

The fifth type, heaven is unkind, and it is unjust!

The sixth type, the blood is not exhausted, and the battle is endless!

The seventh type, kill without forgiveness, behead extermination!

Each style has great power, especially the last three styles, each of which can be called a forbidden technique, with terrifying and incomparably lethal power. In the earth-level boxing method, there is no existence to compete with it at all, which is comparable to the heaven-level martial arts.

This Seven Killing Fist, if you can learn the first four styles, it is enough to be in the Purple Mansion Realm. If he could cultivate all of them to the realm of perfection, with just this punch, Lin Yun would be able to run rampant in the Nanhua Ancient Domain, and compete for the seat that belonged to him on the star-studded Dragon Cloud List.

Lin Yun put the jade slip of the Seven Killing Fist on his eyebrows, and after brewing for a long time, he began to formally cultivate in the courtyard.

In the blink of an eye, five days passed.

In the vast martial arts arena of the annex, the young man was dressed in green clothes, his fists were like lightning, and the wind was loud.

Just as the lotus flower does not touch the water, it is like the sun and the moon do not live in the sky.

The mind moved slightly, and the Seven Killings of the Buddha Gate were imprinted in Lin Yun's hands, instantly condensed and formed. Suddenly, the killing intent in the sky was like a majestic mountain peak falling, thick as an abyss, and it was difficult to move a single grass, tree, mountain and water in the depths.

That kind of killing intent superimposed Lin Yun's own murderous aura by seven times, reaching the point where the Yang Xuan Realm did not dare to underestimate it, which was extremely terrifying.

Thundered!

With a fist blasting out, the terrifying power of the Seven Killing Seals exploded in an instant. For a time, the earth shook the mountains, the sand flew away from the rocks, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The vast fist power released all the profound cultivation of his own Yin Xuan Realm, and the temperament of the whole person changed drastically.

Others here will be delusional.

In that scene, the young man seemed to be on the top of the mountain, and he could see the mountains at a glance. The lonely and arrogant temperament looks very close, but it seems to be separated by overlapping mountains, only looming in the sea of clouds.

His fist seemed to be a thousand troops and horses collapsing, and the shouting of anger shook the heavens and the earth. For a while, it seemed that there was endless blood and sorrow, and it was difficult to let go, and the extremely suppressed pride was like blood-stained residual blood, desolate.

The young man's cold eyes were like electricity, and his pride and blood converged into a murderous intent, making him sweat profusely, and his slightly thin body seemed to be unable to withstand it.

It's hard to finish the glass of wine, who is with me!

As soon as he heard a shout, his fist blasted out like a big sun, and the martial arts arena with the insistence of the Sanpin Spirit Array shattered violently.

The cracks that spread like a spider's web, domineering and violent, neat, ruthless, and awe-inspiring.

Closing his fist and standing up, Lin Yun whispered to himself, thoughtful: "The sky is angry, the sky is unkind, the glass of wine is inexhaustible, who is with me, these four punches seem to be neat, hearty, domineering and violent." But in fact, the accumulation of killing intent and anger has already reached an astonishing level. The last three-style killing move, ready to be launched, once released, is a forbidden technique comparable to a heaven-level martial art!"

Pity......

Lin Yun could feel that the killing intent of the four punches in front of him was terrifying enough. His physical body, his cultivation, had actually reached the limit of what he could bear.

If you rashly move the last four moves, I am afraid that there will be quite terrifying consequences, and if you don't get it right, your body will explode directly.

In just five days, Lin Yun cultivated the boxing technique that had been practiced by no one in Tianfu Academy for hundreds of years to the point of approaching Dacheng, which could be said to be unmatched.

Among them, he also discovered some mysteries, this boxing spectrum is not complete, and it itself is incomplete. There is still something missing, and the predecessors of Tianfu Academy did not realize this loophole when they deduced the ancient remnants. Otherwise, it will not be handed down.

The rest of the academy couldn't cultivate, except that they couldn't resist the killing accident, I was afraid that there was also this reason for him.

Fortunately, it met Lin Yun, and it chose Lin Yun, and it really didn't choose the wrong person.

Within five days, Lin Yun studied hard, not only successfully cultivated it, but also realized some artistic conceptions that the Seven Killing Fist did not have.

His daily cultivation is rising, his physical body is complete, and the peak of the Seven Killing Fist is not just a delusion like the moon in the water glasses to reproduce the Southern Regions.

"The Seven Killing Fist can't be refined in a short period of time, and being able to get to such a point is enough for those disciples who come from the overlord-level forces to have a good chance of seeing the world. ”

Looking at the already chaotic martial arts arena, a chill flashed in Lin Yun's eyes.

If an outsider was present, he would have shuddered to see him look like this.

"It's time to practice swords. ”

Lin Yun stretched out his hand, and the funeral flower sword that bounced out of the purple kite sword box was tightly held by him. The moment the five fingers grasped the hilt of the sword, the feeling of blood connection suddenly appeared.

The cold arrogance and sharpness from the funeral sword are perfectly integrated with its own temperament.

Under the young man's long flowing hair, the cold color contained in his eyes is not known whether it is because of the burial sword, or because of his heart. Or, it is complementary to each other and dependent on each other, revealing such deep eyes that people dare not look at directly.

Wow!

The sword came out like autumn water, and the gentle moonlight falling through the clouds sprinkled on the sword, as if a jingle bell sounded.

Buzz!

He held the funeral sword, as if hearing the sound of the moonset, and his hand slowly raised, his eyes at the level of the sword. At the end of the field of vision, the tip of the sword, like the top of a mountain, stood between the clouds, looking down on the vast earth.

Rumble!

Lin Yun's right hand holding the sword suddenly swept away, and the sound of the admonition echoed endlessly. The moonlight splashed out of the sword's body, little by little, like fireflies, dense, scattered in all directions, flying scattered.

I buried the flowers, and the flowers were also buried.

I love this sword, and I won't change it.

I love this sword, and the mountains and rivers will not change.

My sword, glory forever!

A little cold light suddenly flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and the cold light continued to expand, like a flame, burning in his eyes.

Overlord Sword, the first type of thunder and lightning!

The thunderclouds in the sky condensed and a dragon-shaped silhouette poured into Lin Yun's body, the brilliant sword body, and the next moment it burst into a terrifying electric lightning, condensed into an extremely fierce dragon-shaped beast, and instantly slaughtered it.

It was a messy martial arts arena, but suddenly a huge pit appeared, and in the dust, the electric light flashed like a thunderbolt.

Without waiting for this momentum to dissipate, Lin Yun slashed out again.

Overlord Sword, the second type of shocking sun!

The boundless domineering energy converged into a hundred-zhang long shock, and in the blink of an eye, the towering and heavy courtyard wall suddenly appeared a slight crack, and then spread down continuously.

Compared with the thunder and lightning, the characteristic of this sword is that it is fast.

The sword is like a shocking flood, its momentum is magnificent, boundless, and it can break the brilliant sun.

But at the moment, it seems that the power is not as terrifying as imagined.

Lin Yun shook his head slightly, and whispered to himself: "This shocking heat is more than a star and a half, and it is a little too reluctant to break the sun, so you have to understand the true meaning." What is the mystery of the so-called shock, in addition to being fast?"