This sword, accurately, can no longer be described by sword intent, but should be said to be a kind of Dao mark!

There was no defense, no reservations, just a simple mark drawn by the sword in his hand! This sword condensed all the righteousness in Lin Bai's body, and also condensed all his confidence, no matter how many bumps and turns ahead, he had to sweep away the sword into the air and create a path for himself that only belonged to him!

The sword momentum was unstoppable, and under such a terrifying sword intent, Ling Yun only felt that his so-called sword intent was so ridiculous. If even such a means as oneself dares to call it the Tao, then the sword in front of you is the Huashan formed by the convergence of the Dao!

He even found that the sword intent emanating from the flying sword in his hand began to dissipate under Lin Bai's sword, and even the confidence in his heart began to collapse at this moment, unable to condense.

This is the sword, this is the way of the sword! Looking at this sword, Ling Yun's eyes showed a hint of understanding, a hint of gratitude, and a hint of anger! I am grateful that in my lifetime, I was finally able to witness a real sword cultivation avenue with my own eyes; And the anger was that it wasn't until now that he knew that the so-called Dao that had been passed down orally in the center of the Sword Pavilion turned out to be so ridiculous.

But this ridiculous and ridiculous way has poisoned generations of people, and even he doesn't know if there will be a day when it will change.

Rumble! At this moment, the chilling sword in Lin Bai's palm had already pursued Ling Yun's body! Under the sword path of Sen Ran, the brilliance of the flying sword in Ling Yun's palm was fully captured, and the monstrous sword intent was completely cleansed! That wave of sword dao did not encounter any resistance at all, and it directly collided with Ling Yun's body, and the sword momentum passed through his body, although there was no blood splashed, but it had already made his heart die.

Burst! After flying backwards to a few meters away, after stabilizing his body, a handful of blood spurted out from Ling Yun's mouth, but at this moment, he was as if he had lost his soul, and he was indifferent to these situations at all, his eyes were full of confusion staring at Lin Bai who was not far from him, and muttered to himself: "Wrong, it's really wrong, how can it be wrong?!" ”

How could it be wrong?! Ling Yun suddenly began to think about the past in his heart, it seemed that from the time he started the timer, someone had been telling him what sword cultivation should be, how proud sword cultivation was, and how insignificant everything in the outside world was.

For Ling Yun, everything those people told him about sword cultivation was his pride and his soul!

But today, Lin Bai's sword directly destroyed his soul with the momentum of destroying and decaying, and also cut the pride in his heart clean with one sword! A person who claims to be a sword cultivator is defeated by a person who is not a sword cultivator, and the reason why he is defeated in the hands of the other party is not because of anything else, but because the way of the sword is wrong, what kind of irony is this!

But with a wry smile, Ling Yun was even more helpless to find that the pride of those sword cultivators he felt he had in the past was actually not bullshit at all! Even the way of the kendo is wrong, how can the pride come from, it is just self-deception vanity!

Looking at Ling Yun, whose expression was uncertain, Lin Bai's thoughts in his heart were a little complicated. The reason why he endured in every possible way before was to wait for this moment, to wait for the so-called pride in Ling Yun's heart to reach a peak, and then attack with all his strength, cutting off all the pride in his heart, making him fall from the clouds into the dust, and he would no longer have the strength to fight.

But looking at Ling Yun's appearance now, he felt that the young man in front of him was a little pitiful. In fact, it wasn't Ling Yun who was wrong, but those who taught Ling Yun the way of sword cultivation. It was the mistakes of those people that led to Ling Yun's failure!

And most importantly, these sword cultivators really disappointed him, shattering all the beautiful legends about sword immortals in Lin Bai's heart! He didn't even want to admit that the only sword cultivators left in this world could be such people.

"I lost, I admit defeat, as you said, my way is indeed wrong." After being silent for a long time, Ling Yun slowly raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, all the sparkle in his eyes had disappeared, only numbness remained, and he looked at Lin Bai and said slowly.

One word at a time, every word came out, it seemed to take away the strength of Ling Yun's body, and after a few words, he actually felt that he was about to run out of breath. was as proud as he was, but he was stunned to find that everything he had insisted on before was completely wrong, and it was all bullshit. This kind of pride is worse than killing him!

Not only was his face gray, but the flying sword that he had been nurturing for many years, as transparent as crystal, was also full of brilliance, and the color also became a little dull, and even cracks appeared on the sword body. It seemed that with Ling Yun's defeat, all the essence and spirit contained in this flying sword were also shattered, and as long as they were lightly touched, they would be completely shattered.

"I don't deserve to use a sword in my life!" After being silent for a long time, without waiting for Lin Bai to speak, Ling Yun supported his body, slowly walked in front of Lin Bai, and couldn't help but say that after handing the flying sword in his hand to Lin Bai, he looked at Lin Bai with burning eyes, and his eyes showed a touch of relief, and he said slowly: "The people of the Sword Pavilion, in the name of the sword, the name of this sword is Ling Yun, which was left by a grandmaster of my Sword Pavilion thousands of years ago. This sword is in my hands, and it is also a pearl thrown into the dust, and I will never see the true way of the sword. I hope you will be kind to this sword in the future! ”

As he spoke, there were already tears rippling in Ling Yun's eyes, and his expression was even more sad like a lonely old man.

In the name of the sword, and being able to value a sword so much, and even almost cherish the sword as his own flesh and blood, I'm afraid this is what only a sword cultivator would do. If he hadn't taken the wrong path, this young man might really have touched the Avenue of Swords and embarked on a path as uninhibited as the sword immortals of the past dynasties.

"I'll be kind to this sword." After a moment of silence, Lin Bai slowly reached out and grasped the flying sword named 'Ling Yun', then glanced at Ling Yun and said slowly: "But I am not a sword cultivator after all, so I should not use this sword often." But I promise you, I will definitely find him a good master in the future, a master who can comprehend the Great Way of the Sword! ”

"I believe in you." Ling Yun finally showed a smile on his face when he heard this, his eyes looked at the flying sword leisurely, and his fingertips were gently caressing the sword, the indescribable obsession was as if it had been the past few decades, but his gaze was becoming more and more sloppy, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker, as if it would take him away as long as there was a gust of wind.

Lin Bai's sword just now, although it did not cause trauma on him, had completely broken his heart. When the heart dies, people will not live long! He has been able to hold on until now, only because his heart's wish has not been fulfilled!

"I want to ask you a few questions, was my Senior Brother Yan Zhao really captured by your Sword Pavilion, and what is his situation? And where is the forbidden snake now? After a moment of silence, Lin Bai slowly asked Ling Yun.

He knew that at this moment, after everything was relieved in his heart, Ling Yun would definitely not deceive himself about anything.

"He was indeed captured by the Sword Pavilion, although he suffered a little, but he was fine, and he was invited away by my master. He is a hard bone, many disciples don't say it, but they admire it tightly in their hearts. "People are about to die, and their words are also good, as Lin Bai thought, Ling Yun didn't hide anything, after telling Lu Yanzhao's recent situation, he coughed lightly twice, and then said quietly:

"As for the matter of the forbidden snake, I don't know, but I know that the forbidden snake is in the Sword Pavilion and is in the hands of my master, that is, the second elder of the Sword Pavilion! The reason why I was able to find you before I came out was that before I came out, he gave me a drop of forbidden snake blood, which can penetrate all confinement! But I don't know where the forbidden snake is, I'm afraid only the master and his old man know. However, as far as I know, Master should be planning to do something amazing with the Forbidden Snake and Sword Abyss. ”

Hearing Ling Yun's words, Lin Bai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart. As long as Lu Yanzhao can be safe and sound, it will be enough for him, but he is still a little puzzled by Ling Yun's words, so he hurriedly said: "What is Jian Yuan?" ”

"Sword Yuan is a place, it is the place where the sword is stored after the death of the ancestors and immortals of the Sword Pavilion, there is the sea of swords, maybe in the Sword Pavilion, only there is still the true Great Dao of the Sword ......" Hearing Lin Bai's words, Ling Yun's eyes gradually became a little hazy and intoxicated.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the moment when he was a child, when he was taken by his master, standing in front of the sword abyss, and picking up the flying sword! It was there that he took the flying sword 'Lingyun' and gave it his own name! It was also there that he made a vow in his heart to exhaust his life's strength to find the avenue of the sword and reinvigorate the power of sword cultivation!

But here, it's going to be empty! Memories were like pages, and after turning page after page in front of Ling Yun's eyes, a look of panic suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he grabbed Lin Bai's hand tightly, and said urgently: "Promise me, you must promise me, tell those companions in the Sword Pavilion, and tell them that our path is wrong and we can't go any further......"

"I promise you, I'll do my best." Lin Bai nodded slowly, this was not a perfunctory treatment of a dying person, but from his heart, and it was also a scene he was bound to face.

Because whether he wanted to find Lu Yanzhao or seek the forbidden snake, he could not avoid friction with the people of the Sword Pavilion, and by that time, there was no way to avoid these things after all.

"Go to the old man, he will help you with these things. Thank you......" At the moment when Lin Bai's words came out, Ling Yun's life finally came to an end, and with the last wisp of affection he had left in this world, he slowly closed his eyes after looking at the flying sword with the same name as him.

There was a sudden silence in the mountains and forests, only the whistling mountain wind and the clanging sound of the long sword! One after another, it was like the whimper of a dragon, quietly spreading among the mountains and forests, making people feel extremely cold!