"Self-error?"

Ling Yun repeated these two words, and it was the first time he heard others say two words, just because they were strong, they naturally thought that Ling Yun was wrong, just because they were stuck in the abyss quagmire for a while and couldn't get out, so they thought that Ling Yun was a self-error.

The two guilds still didn't recognize the gap with Ling Yun, and from beginning to end, they were self-righteous, thinking that this was just a mistake, and they buried countless curses in the future.

It is precisely because of this illusion that I feel good about myself that leads to one guild after another, and finally becomes the sword soul of Lingyun Legend, and the blood is full of blood.

So much so that on Ling Yun's sword path, endless killing was opened, which was completely composed of blood and killing, which was the noblest fate of the sword and sword, and the most perfect youth of blood and tears.

And the remnant rainbow sword is a close friend, accompanying Lingyun all the way to grow up.

It is said that every sword has a story, and like the song of the elves, it spreads to every corner of time with the passage of time, and finally becomes a swan song.

The encounter between Lingyun and Remnant Hong is a strange fate, I don't know how Lingyun and Remnant Hong get along, and they will sing, what kind of long song, the sword in the heart, and listen to the sword chant, the way forward, don't get lost in the heart of the sword, maybe this is Remnant Hong's belief.

"Questions?" Yue Qianchou saw that Ling Yun stopped, his body was also stunned, and he felt like something was about to come out, panic, and a darkness shrouded the top of everyone's heads.

What is that

sword

A blood-stained sword

Remnant rainbow

"......" Whether in the previous life or in this life, everyone is like this, no, or the whole time and space.

If Ling Yun's strength is not as good as the two major guilds, how can there be any results?

I'm afraid, in this day, I can't escape death

At present, after the two major guilds found that their strength was insufficient, and their equipment and combat power were not as good as Ling Yun's, they immediately changed their faces, saying that it was a misunderstanding and wanted to stop there.

I really thought that they were the way of heaven, and everyone had to revolve around them, and the world was not so simple.

Although the world is full of joys and sorrows, killing, betrayal, eight hardships and nine pains are the norm in life.

Although in many cases, even if you do your best, even if you give everything, the result may not be satisfactory.

That's fate

The so-called man's victory over the sky is just a man's extravagant hope after all

But even so, even if there are so many things in the world that Ling Yun can't defeat, he will rely on the Remnant Rainbow Sword in his hand, believe in the Remnant Rainbow Sword, make the heavens cry bitterly, and let the gods beg.

The heavens and the earth trembled, all living beings were afraid, the sky was shaken, the sword was soaring through the nine heavens, swinging the sword to slash the undefeated myth, and beating it upside down, at least Ling Yun could still do it.

Never compromise

Never go back

Never say never

Never be afraid

Not in a word

Only, a sword.

"Do you think that the will of all the people in the world, all the weak, will operate around you, how can there be such a good thing in the world?"

Lingyun's face was condensed, his expression was firm and not like a fake, that is fearless and uncompromising faith, he will never compromise because the opponent is strong, people can not be arrogant, but not without arrogance, proud of the world's nine heavens, a sword Lingyun breaks the nine heavens.

When Yue Qianchou heard this, he couldn't help but laugh angrily, but he gave Lingyun a step down, and he actually abandoned it, really thinking that with his personal heroism, he could compete with the behemoth.

"And what should you do?"

"I don't understand why things that obviously don't make any sense, after they come to your mouth, they can be said so naturally and justifiably."

"And what we say seems to be a joke, no, not even a joke, not only you"

"And you"

Ling Yun pointed at everyone, his gaze swept over the lines, and then pointed at the players around him: "Do you think my joke is funny?" Why don't you think about yourself, just because you are strong, but are you strong? ”

"Damn" Canglong seemed to feel that he was deliberately pointed out by Ling Yun, and suddenly showed a ruthless color, and a youthful and frivolous aura immediately burst out.

This is a common problem of people, a casual sentence, a casual look in the crowd, just because you pay special attention to this look, you feel that you are deliberately remembered, and it has evolved into another timeline story.

At the end, Canglong glanced at Ling Yun fiercely, and the weapon in his hand couldn't help but tighten, if it weren't for Nangong Ye being here, if it weren't for the fact that the situation was not suitable, Canglong would have gone out to teach Ling Yun a lesson.

"Isn't it? You feel ashamed just because I told the truth, and you feel indignant just because it's true. ”

"Haha, I feel your anger and erupt uncontrollably, but what's the matter, do you dare to do it?"

"Waste" Ling Yun proudly stood in the crowd, but everyone present said these words, whether it was watching the play, or the players who pulled out their weapons to fight, Ling Yun did not let anyone go.

Lingyun is no longer reckless, let alone thinking without brains, but the courage to step on the sky, not to step on the world, the sword is uneven.

Seeing that no one dared to answer, and seeing that everyone's faces were red and red, Ling Yun stepped out, and then a burst of light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, the sword qi flew away, and the endless sword qi soared into the air, drawing a terrifying scene.

In the next moment, Ling Yun had already passed through the layers of defense, a sword pierced the battle shield that came from the siege, and went straight into it, the blood wind drifted, the sword shadow swirled, the wind was cold, the sword rain was caged and killed, the sword came out of the sword and fell into the sword, and the blood killed the blood and the rain was ethereal.

The sword groans, the wind howls, the wings are blurred, the body is floating, the pace is fast, the rain kills, Lingyun's figure is like a charm, like an idiot, like a dream of Zhuang Zhou, the tricks are amazing, the sword qi is condensed, and the dust falls.

For fearlessness, for the way of the sword, for the oath, swear to punish the hatred in front of you, holding the sword and the remnant rainbow like the remnant rainbow, the rolling sand, the blood drifting all over the sky, declaring the battle between the enemy and the sword, and never dying.

"Howling"

Suddenly, a creepy roar, like an ancient desolate beast, shattered the earth, broke free from the seal, roared the mountains and rivers, shook the stars and the moon, and made people tremble from the soul.

The sword qi bursts, the light soars to the sky, the remnant rainbow sword is glorious, the sword surging forward, flying vertically and horizontally, intertwined into a net of heaven and earth, and then the corpse is separated, regretting it.

"It's like an undefeated myth, just now bluntly told me not to go too far, if my strength is not as good as him, what should I do? So, in order to make him talk well, I showed him what I would do, but now it seems that it has no effect."

Ling Yun's tone paused slightly, and then his sword was full of light, cutting off a head with a sword, holding the enemy's head, and Ling Yun's eyes fell on everyone.

Seeing the players around him, revealing an aura of wanting to kill himself, Ling Yun let out a sneer, and finally turned his gaze to Yue Qianchou, and said with a smile: "The reason why you two guilds can speak so justifiably is nothing more than that you are numerous, powerful, and have a deep background."

"And I'm just a person, I'm not strong enough, my friends and teammates are not strong enough, so you seem to help me choose, but in fact, you still don't put me on the same footing, don't you?"

"......" Yue Qianchou and the others were speechless, because Ling Yun's words were not wrong, this is the benefit of power and background, no matter how strong your personal strength is, when you meet someone with a background, you can only surrender, this is what everyone thinks.

"Am I right?" Ling Yun took a step forward, everyone took a step back, and took a step forward again, and the timid player, a wave of heat flowed out from his lower body: "So, according to your merciful opening, I am not guilty of this matter, then I should also choose to reconcile as a matter of course." ”

"Let this matter go, it will come to an end, because this is your style of acting, because you think you are stronger than me, because you think that I am alone, and there is really no way to help you."

"More because you are strong, even now you think that you are strong and I am weak, so I must obey you and rely on your majesty so that I can survive, follow the law of respect for the strong, revolve around the strong, and you belong to the strong side!"

"Therefore, I want to try to see if you will revolve around the strong when the strong are respected and become the truth, and whether you will submit to me and ask me for forgiveness like ants as you are now."

"You" everyone was so angry that they couldn't speak, and then sneered: "I don't know what to do."

Lingyun's transformation can be called inexplicable, any era, any creature, all obey the respect of the strong, whether it is a country, a sect or others, this is the default law.

If words can win, why bother, if words are useful, where war is needed, if you can persuade the other side, where force is needed.

As the saying goes, there is no diplomacy for a weak country, force is a symbol, once I am strong, I can get enough interest at the negotiating table, all the world is like this, this is the rule set by human beings.

But in Ling Yun's view, it's not right for the strong to be respected, but the laws of the world have always been like this, is there any problem, because this is the truth, Ling Yun is weak, no matter how strong he is, he is weak, he has no status, no authority, no power, this is the weak,

However, when everyone looked at Ling Yun with a serious face, a "bad" color surged uncontrollably from the bottom of their hearts, as if a desolate demon had been sealed in their bodies, and suddenly tore the seal and devoured their souls, bones, and flesh and blood.

"Lingyun, are you dreaming?"