Zhang Yun remembered that he had borrowed 8,000 miles back then, and the steel dragon made of these more than 8,000 weapons was not the best memory of his own time?

Ye Hanxue naturally didn't care about what the dragon that grew up with Zhang Yun's eight thousand blades was recalling, but was a little worried about whether the monkey's arrangement was enough.

Eight thousand swords Jackie Chan fell from the sky, hum, I really thought I was the reincarnation of the Dragon Emperor Tianyang!?

His heart was inexplicably on fire, Ye Hanxue's face was like frost, and the heat of the whole person suddenly shrank to an extreme, obviously in front of him, but it seemed that he did not exist at all.

You are not the Dragon Emperor, and you are not qualified to become Tianyang! Ye Hanxue kicked the ground with both feet at the same time, and the whole world seemed to stand still at the moment she kicked it.

The qi around Ye Hanxue's body was all dismissed, and a completely independent "world" was formed within a radius of ten zhang with it as the core. Ye Hanxue is the master of this, the god of this world. In the small world, there are mountains and rivers, plants and trees, all kinds of living creatures, and infinite vitality, all of which are gathered in a sphere that is ten feet round, which seems to be visible but invisible.

The roaring steel dragon had already rushed fifteen zhang above the heads of the Tianyin Sect, and at this moment, Ye Hanxue had just rushed to the world with his own "one".

Isolate all self-contained "oneself" in the world.

The immortal "one sword" who exerts the sword intent to the extreme.

Except for a few people present, no one could actually see how this ultimate collision in the martial arts began. The vast majority of people actually added the eight thousand blades, and they couldn't really see it after they burst and exploded after hitting Ye Hanxue's "self".

Liu Qizhen is not the "vast majority of people", so when she saw the giant dragon roaring with an imperial posture in front of her being torn apart by Ye Hanxue, whose face was like frost, she didn't know what kind of expression she should use to express her mood at the moment.

It was a battle with her, Liu Qizhen, and most of the martial arts people in this world who were not in the same realm at all.

Wonderland.

It's all monsters! This is the only thought in Liu Qizhen's mind now.

There seemed to be only one whistling roar, mixed with a bang, and the boom was endless. At least four hundred Tusi elite private soldiers who were responsible for besieging Zhang Yun turned into soulless corpses because of the flying fragments, but whether they were dead or alive, except for the change in the terrain in front of them "out of thin air" and the endless terrifying sounds in their ears, no one knew where the terrible iron dragon that had just risen in the sky had gone, and no one knew how the extremely beautiful woman who was standing in place a moment ago was falling from the sky.

"This is the means of a godless sword?" Ye Hanxue knew that she had fallen for Zhang Yun, and the blood that had already gushed out of her throat was forcibly swallowed back by her. She didn't expect that the opponent's steel dragon not only had the internal strength of the Yuntian Sect's Yuntian Mind Method, but also more than a hundred strange strengths that she had never felt.

It is a kind of contempt for all beings, it is a kind of invincible loneliness, it is a kind of unbridled and unbridled.

Even if Wudang Mountain is the old monster among that monster, he has never had this attitude of combining countless supreme extremes and one, Ye Hanxue knows that this can only come from that Divine Sword Spectrum.

Zhang Yun pursed his lips, but the meaning was very clear.

It's already done, and I'll follow up with your moves, which one is the waste?

Raising his hand, another sword flew into his hand, light and heavy just right, slightly longer by half a minute. Zhang Yun sighed in his heart, and sighed that he still had amnesia for a long time.

Zhang Yun swung his sword and stabbed upward, which was a style in the Yuntian Sect's Bagua Tianyuan Sword Technique. The place where the sword went was empty, but the figure of Shan Rui, who was about to move, flashed, and a small hole suddenly appeared on the left breast, and a small blood spot on the skin could be seen.

Zhang Yun then leaned back slightly, his shoulders retreated three inches and at the same time, he slashed down with a sword, as if the sword was used as a knife. This move is taken from the power of the galaxy falling to the ground in the Trick Gate, but it is a mountain-moving fist move handed down by Shi Zhenfang of the Eight Directions.

Duanmu Yu's face suddenly turned blue, as if he had suffered some loss.

I don't believe that your arrangement is only to this extent, I'm just one person and a chess piece, isn't it okay to be happy?

Zhang Yun continued to swing the sword, he was afraid that his meaning would not be clear enough, so this sword stepped forward seven steps in a row, and each step stepped on the star position of the Big Dipper.

The treasure of the Sancai Temple, the Sancai Seven Star Sword Kick Pace is exactly like this, but when Zhang Yun's sword was cut out from the side, he took the path of the Yuntian Sword Technique, and the original ethereal sword momentum suddenly turned into a storm and went away.

Ye Hanxue scolded the damn Mountain and Sea Hope Qi Technique in her heart, but she had to take three steps back while forcing her opponent back with the power of her palms.

Yang Zheng was already completely stupid, but suddenly saw Zhang Yun standing on the position where Ye Hanxue was standing before and glanced at him.

Almost subconsciously nodding and withdrawing, Yang Zheng suppressed the boiling excitement in his body and retreated into the crowd that began to chaos again.

Zhang Yun was very satisfied with this young man named Yang Zheng, there were not many people who could understand his meaning in an instant and do it, so he decided that he must make this friend after getting out this time.

Why do you say you want to get out? It's very simple, because Zhang Yun knows that even if he is truly invincible in the world, he doesn't dare to stay in this urn for too long, let alone that everything has just returned to him.

Suddenly, an invisible force pulled Zhang Yun's right hand holding the sword. Zhang Yun raised his eyebrows, flicked his right hand, and with a seemingly casual movement, the long sword that was not completely in line with Zhang Yun's ideas disappeared, turning the distance into nothing.

Lingyun two swords, stars fall for nine days. This is a sword technique that Zhang Yun finally created by re-extracting the essence of what he has learned, and then fusing it with himself, he has forgotten it for a long time and finally remembers it again. It's not a godless sword spectrum that claims to be invincible in the world once he is born, and it's not any kind of swordsmanship that he remembered in the process of trying to regain his memories.

This is Zhang Yun's own.

Lingyun Nine Swords.

Regardless of the result of the master who could secretly use methods from a distance, Zhang Yun only felt that there was a lot of arrogance in his chest at the moment, and he had to send it. He raised his hand and stretched out his hand, silently, and there were nine swords of equal length and weight, only slightly different from the width and narrowness of the east, and at once lined up in front of him, like servants waiting for the orders of their master, or more like friends who had not seen each other for a long time, and their affection was incomparable.

More than three hundred figures rose up in disarray, and the target was where Zhang Yun, who was trapped in the battle at this moment.

Now that you have remembered it, since you have a pride in your chest, why do you need to care about how many backhands you have, and why do you need to care about the gains and losses of the plan at this moment?

Come on, I don't care what kind of martial arts you are.

Come, tell me which sect you are.

Come on, who you are? Friend or foe!

I'm Zhang Yun, and I have Lingyun Nine Swords!

Dressed in green shirts, the immortals stepped into the sky, and there was a sword to shine on the land of China.

Lingyun is a sword, shining in the sky.

Lingyun two swords, stars fall for nine days.

Lingyun three swords, pen painting sky.

Lingyun four swords, pupils in the ancient world.

Lingyun five swords, joy in suffering.

Lingyun six swords, for Yi Chong crown.

Lingyun Seven Swords, drunk and lying in the clouds.

Lingyun Eight Swords, Nirvana Reborn.

Lingyun Nine Swords, My Dao Dao.

My Dao Dao, my sword is the sword of heaven.