Hearing Lin Ye's words, Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi also started at the same time.

Palm, horizontal flute.

Out of the sword.

At this moment, no one can see their movements clearly, except for themselves, Cheng Yaojia, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, only felt that at the moment when they fought, their bodies seemed to have disappeared, just like the wind, you can feel it, but you have no way to see it.

This can no longer be called martial arts, the competition between the three is no longer a move, but has been artistic conception, has potential, a spirit, their moves, is no longer a **, but a kind of spiritual control.

Sword light, palm wind, Xiao shadow.

The surrounding boulders cracked into stones in the sky, but Lin Ye and the three of them didn't care, because they couldn't see the qiē around them, at this moment, they only had opponents in their eyes, and the qiē around them was just nothingness.

One qiē in the world, at this moment, has been ignored by them, only opponents.

The sky changed, and I don't know when a dark cloud appeared in the sky, obscuring the sun.

At this moment, Lin Ye seemed to feel his sword trembling excitedly, although the other party was not a swordsman, but it was harmless.

The sword in his hand seemed to be alive, and the sword in his hand turned, and Lin Ye suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face, because this sword was not controlled by himself, but a natural sword.

Zheng!

There was a soft sound of swords, if the sword in Lin Ye's hand before was like lightning, like a blast of wind, then now the sword in Lin Ye's hand seemed to be like a black hole, and every qiē was absorbed into it.

Poof!

Cold light, sword roar.

A mist of blood.

Armistice.

I saw Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong, both vomiting blood and collapsing to the ground.

"Haha, what a powerful momentum, such a powerful will, such a powerful sword." However, Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi didn't care, but laughed at the same time, and their eyes were full of brilliance.

"What is this sword called?" Looking at Lin Ye, Hong Qigong shouted.

"Nameless." Looking at the sword in his hand, he was silent for a long time, that sword Lin Ye knew that this was definitely not the swordsmanship that he could master now, it was an inexplicable artistic conception, and now Lin Ye also knew that if he let himself come to show that sword, he would definitely not be able to use it.

It is a sword that is ingenious, it is a natural sword of heaven and earth, not its own sword, and the Tao and the meaning in it are far from each other.

And such a sword is naturally nameless, this is not something that can be summed up by a move, that is a kind of artistic conception, that is a kind of Tao.

"The sword of heaven and earth?" Looking up at the sky, the dark clouds in the sky, I don't know when they dispersed again, the sun was dazzling, squinting slightly, Lin Ye was still looking at the sky, as if he wanted to see through the back of the sky, until he felt a little stinging and sore in his eyes, and then lowered his head.

"Boy." I saw Huang Yaoshi, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out three pills from it, took one himself, gave one to Hong Qigong, and threw the last pill to Lin Ye.

This elixir is none other than Jiuhua Yulu Pill.

After taking the elixir, Lin Ye took it directly, only to feel that a stream of essence rose from his lower abdomen, and then quickly turned into an internal force to fill himself.

"You're leaving." Looking at Lin Ye, who was about to withdraw his long sword, Huang Yaoshi spoke.

"It's time to go." Nodding slightly, Lin Ye opened his mouth and said, this time Huashan discussed the sword, and the result was indeed beyond Lin Ye's expectations.

After saying that, Lin Ye turned around and took Cheng Yaojia down Huashan.

"Brother Lin, what are we going to do next?" After getting off Huashan, Cheng Yaojia said to Lin Ye, the shocking duel on the mountain can be said to be Cheng Yaojia in the clouds, only knowing that the process is dangerous, but he has not been able to understand anything from it, after all, the battle level of the three has been understood by Yaojia from a distance, and it has risen from the move to the duel between the artistic conception and the spiritual level.

"I'm going on a trip to the outside of the city." Looking at Cheng Yaojia, Lin Ye said.

"Going to the outside of the plug? Brother Lin, what are you going to do outside the Saiwai? Cheng Yaojia said strangely.

"Now Dajin is no longer a climate, but Mongolia is more terrible than Dajin back then, especially Genghis Khan today, as a hero, I am going to kill him this time." Lin Ye looked at Cheng Yaojia and said.

"What, Brother Lin, are you going to kill Genghis Khan?" Hearing Lin Ye's words, Cheng Yaojia's heart tightened.

"Don't worry, now my cultivation, even if there are thousands of troops, can't stop me, to kill a Genghis Khan, it's just as easy as a hand, and what worries me even more is that I'm afraid I have to leave this world." Seeing Cheng Yaojia's nervous appearance, Lin Ye smiled slightly, shook his head and said to him.

"Brother Lin, you, you, what are you talking about." Hearing Lin Ye's words, Cheng Yaojia was stunned, and the whole person was like a lightning strike, standing motionless.

"Since a few months ago, I have felt a pressure in my heart, and after the battle with Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong today, the pressure in my heart is getting heavier and heavier, and I have a feeling that it will not be long before I have to leave this world, not death, but like the legendary immortal ascending, but I don't know what or where I went." Lin Ye shook his head and said to Cheng Yaojia.

"Brother Lin, I'm with you." Cheng Yaojia on the side looked at Lin Ye and said.

"Of course, I want to take you with me, but it's not something I can control." Hearing Cheng Yaojia's words, Lin Ye clenched the sword in his hand and spoke.

"Don't worry, girl, this may just be my delusion, and even if I go, I may not be able to come back, so rest assured." Lin Ye looked at Cheng Yaojia and said softly, but he knew in his heart that this was not an illusion, at least ninety percent of the time.

On the Mongolian steppe, in the largest tent, there is a golden throne, which is one of the trophies snatched in the process of attacking the Dajin country, Genghis Khan sat on the chair and was distracted, thinking of his own bitter and difficult days, and thinking of his dead mother, his wife, four sons and daughters, thinking of countless beautiful concubines, thinking of the victorious army, the boundless empire, and the many strong enemies that he was about to face.

Although he is old, Genghis Khan's ears are extremely sensitive, and he suddenly heard a mournful cry from a war horse outside the tent, and suddenly there was no sound, Genghis Khan knew that this was an old horse suffering from an incurable disease, and his master could not bear it to linger and suffer, and killed it with a knife.

Then he suddenly remembered himself: "I'm already old, can I come back alive from this expedition?" If I had died on the battlefield, and my four sons would have fought for the Great Khan, wouldn't it have turned the world upside down? "No matter how many battles you are, you are a fearless hero, and when your energy is declining, you can't help but shudder at the thought of death.

However, Genghis Khan was not an ordinary person after all, and then he stood up from the golden chair again, and his eyes burst out with brilliance again.

"When people die, let me see before I die, how far my Mongol army can expand the territory of the empire." Stroking the golden chair with his right hand, Genghis Khan was below the deep voice.

"It's a pity that you won't see that day anymore." With a sigh, Genghis Khan suddenly raised his head, only to see that in the tent, there was suddenly a young man in white with a sword, who was just about to call someone, but he only dared to have a sore throat, and then there was darkness in front of him.

At the moment when Lin Ye killed Genghis Khan, suddenly a thunderbolt exploded from the sky.

"Is the time up?" Raising his head, his eyes seemed to pass through the camp tent, and Lin Ye then lowered his head and walked out of the camp with a long sword.

"Great Khan, he killed Great Khan!"

The moment he walked out, the surrounding Mongolian soldiers instantly appeared, and when they saw Genghis Khan falling to the ground in the tent, they couldn't help but shout loudly.

Immediately, countless Mongolian soldiers rushed towards Lin Ye.

"Thousands of hills are far away, and the wind is roaring." Sideways, swinging the sword, as if entering a no-man's land, in the army of 10,000 people, strolling leisurely.

"You can find an opponent to discuss the sword, and the height is not cold." Everywhere he passed, the sky was filled with blood mist.

Immediately, Lin Ye stood still in place, standing with his sword in his hand, looking at the sky.

Seeing this, all kinds of blades of different styles around them attacked Lin Ye, but all the blades were close to within one meter of Lin Ye's body, but they seemed to have lost their power.

The forest leaves are like a reef, no matter what the wind and waves are, they are still as stable as Mount Tai.

Suddenly, the sword in Lin Ye's hand moved, and tens of thousands of Mongolian troops were silent in an instant, and the sword waved, accompanied by the swing of the long sword, a burst of blue and silver light bloomed on the sky, and then in the horror of everyone, Lin Ye's whole person continued to rise towards the sky.

In a few breaths, Lin Ye had already crossed the flat ground more than a hundred feet high, and below were countless Mongolian troops.

"Brother Lin, will you really come back? I'm waiting for you! "On the plain in the distance, a white and green woman riding a horse, her eyes sparkling, looked at the people who were getting farther and farther away in the sky.

Jiaxing Lin Ye, infatuated with the sword, in 1225 was located in the Mongolian steppe in the ten thousand armies, took Genghis Khan level, shattered the void, soared into immortals, widely spread among the rivers and lakes, so far the wind of martial arts and sword learning was victorious, Lin Ye was called by everyone in the rivers and lakes: Sword Immortal

(The Condor Scroll is over.,The setting of this book.,There are still some puzzles.,Will be solved one by one with the plot later.,Today's temporary update.,I have to think about the plot story of the next volume.。 ）

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