bass.
Everyone felt a flash of cold light before their eyes, and squinted their eyes involuntarily.
A black blade with a wooden handle, a simple and thick black long sword appeared in the field.
At first glance, this sword has gone through a long vicissitudes of life. The dark sword seems to have no sharp edge. There is only a heavy sword intent that crosses the prehistoric state. It rolls out from above, as if a mountain is held by Linghu You. On average.
Lin Yang slowly put away his relaxed expression.
By this time, joking has no meaning.
On the opposite side, whether it was the great master Linghu who had obviously reached the peak of transformation, or the heavy black long sword in his hand, it was enough to attract Lin Yang's attention.
Wow!
Asked all the members of Jianzong, including Xuyunzi, immediately stood up to show respect for the long sword in the hands of the ancestor Linghu.
Elder Qingxuan, Mo Qianqiu, and other Qingyun elders also leaned slightly. As a swordsman in the Azure Spirit Realm, almost no one knew this sword--
Epee [Black Wilderness].
In the past, the ancestor of Wenjianzong founded Jiye, the only one handed down among the three divine swords that have fought all over Qingling.
It can also be said that it is the only strongest emperor's profound soldier in the Azure Spirit Realm that can be as famous as the Azure Cloud Sect [Slaying Immortal Sword].
"Elder Lin, for the sake of your Slaying Immortal Sword for a while, the old man specially invited [Black Wilderness]. I hope that your swordsmanship will not disappoint the old man after a while."
The ancestor Linghu held this legendary sword in the Azure Spirit Realm, and even his speech seemed to slow down a lot.
Lin Yang did not speak.
Slaughter Immortal Sword was his best response.
Gently.
Lin Yang held a dark red wooden sword in his hand.
Wow.
Everyone, including the ancestor of Linghu, suddenly felt as if a sea of thick blood and blood had struck Lin Yang as the center, drowning everyone unable to breathe.
What a fierce sword!
The ancestor of Linghu is a person who understands swords, and he has heard countless legends about the sword of killing immortals, but those horrifying sentences sounded tens of thousands of times.
This sword is almost synonymous with death and killing, especially when it is held in Lin Yang's hand, it has an unspeakable mysterious power that shakes the mind.
"Well, with this person and this sword, Elder Lin, you are qualified to take my black barren blow." The ancestor Linghu's voice is as heavy as a mountain, as heavy as a mighty force.
The heavy black waste sword intent towers over the sky like a towering sky, not only steadily resisting the killing sword intent, but also suppressing it.
"Haha, Senior Linghu is always full of confidence, but I don't know if your Black Wilderness can take the younger generation's trick to kill the immortal sword?"
Lin Yang in the battle was arrogant.
He wanted to embark on the road of invincibility, but how could he allow others to rely on the old and sell the old before him.
"Okay, since Elder Lin said this, then we will decide the victory or defeat with a single sword, so that people in the world can see whether the prestige of this Azure Spirit's first sword belongs to Slaughter the Immortal or Black Wilderness!"
With a few words, Linghu ancestor's psychic energy has gathered to its peak, and the dark black desolate sword is more like a thick black spiritual fire ignited all over the body, and twisted sparks continue to extend outward.
A dark giant sword appeared behind the ancestor Linghu. What is astonishing is that the appearance of this sword is exactly the same as Heihuang. It can be seen that there is a great fateful opportunity between the ancestor Linghu and Heihuang. The spirits have chosen the shape of Hei Huang.
As a result, the power of Excalibur Heihuang in the hands of the ancestor Linghu will increase by a few more points.
As soon as Linghu appeared, he raised his hands and his long sword towards the sky, like an extremely magnificent black peak extending from the ground to the sky, and the weight of the world seemed to be condensed on one sword.
When this sword fell, the world collapsed.
Lin Yang looked at the opponent's sword and waved his hand, his face was not surprised but smiled, showing a cheerful expression.
This kind of divine sword, the power of the start, has already surpassed the previous Lian Qianshang by a few points.
These opponents are the best weight for him to examine his own combat power now.
Well, look at my sword!
The Slaughter Immortal Sword was slowly lifted into the air by Lin Yang, and the billowing bloody sword aura represented the supreme glory of the Azure Cloud Sect, but in this red sword light, it was suddenly mixed with some faint green. Aura.
This green, like the green grass of March, and the deep green emerald, mixed with the billowing blood, not only has not weakened the horrible killing intent and mysterious power of the Slaughter Sword, but also made Lin Yangjian more difficult to start. The strange smell of telling.
Roar.
Lin Yang's two spirits burst out, the white tiger roared to the sky, and the blue dragon covered the moon, instantly urging Lin Yang's martial arts combat power and spiritual pressure to the extreme.
The light of the Slaughter Immortal Sword, which had already swallowed like a dragon, skyrocketed again in an instant. It was as if centered on the tip of Slaughter’s Sword, a river of raging swelling filled with blood appeared, and one of them seemed to be covered in green. The graceful women play naked in the river, forming a collection of killing and temptation.
Strange picture scroll.
The two swords in the field have been clearly distinguished by the starting hand alone.
To take the heavy force of great ingenuity with one sword, we must use the force of a thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand to break all laws and defeat all enemies.
One sword takes the magical power of killing and enchanting, blending the sword and mind into one, creating a new path and walking on the top of the kendo.
These two swords, one old and one new, one heavy and one spirit, are too much in line with the ultimate theme of today's sword fighting-whether it is the old generation of swordsman of the Azure Spirit domain suppressing the newcomer, or the new generation of Tianjiao shooting the predecessor to death Beach
beside.
Elder Qingxuan's eyes flushed with excitement.
"Slaying the Immortal Sword Art... It is really the Slaughtering the Immortal Sword Art... For more than two hundred years, the Azure Cloud Sect has not been able to practice the Patriarch's Divine Sword by 50%. I didn't expect Elder Lin to have it in less than a year..."
Mo Qianqiu's eyes lit up, and he sighed: "Elder Lin's posture in the sky, I should be related to Qingyun, Sovereign, this is the blessing of Qingyun!"
"Haha! Yes, that's right!" Qing Xuan laughed relievedly: "Not only that, but Elder Lin has integrated the ancestor's Sword Art of Slaying the Immortal into a brand new sword intent. You can see that those green spirit lights are perfectly integrated with the Sword Intent of Slaying the Immortal. , I really look forward to the power of this sword!"
"Why didn't I wait!" Mo Qianqiu, Qin Meng and others nodded.
In the field, the two swords finally clash, and the ultimate answer is about to be revealed.
"Left sideways, unsightly, Lin Yang, let you see what the true path of kendo is!"
Pick me up from the Dugu God Sword-Sword Broken Mountains and Rivers! !
Linghu's ancestor sounded like a mountain and sword like a peak. While reprimanding Lin Yangjian for the illusion of depravity in his mind, he smashed the huge sword down, breaking the world.
Good job!
Lin Yang only felt that the other side had a sword, and the world seemed to collapse and shatter in front of him.
The power of this sword has indeed brought the heavy power of the sword into full play, and it can definitely break through the triple raksha charm golden body that kills thousands of people.
But only in this way can the blood in Lin Yang's body boil completely, and his ultimate move after nearly a year of hard training combined with the surging power of the Slaughter Immortal Sword Art can be used.
Lin Yang Yixing flew away, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and he laughed and said, "Haha, old man, you are old. A sword is a sword, only victory and defeat. Where does the sword intent come from? Lin Yang used it today. This magnificent sword is here to break your right path!"
Sword Art of Killing Immortals-Soul Broken Love, Break! !
Lin Yang's blood sword swung, and a wave of blood swelled in front of him. The exquisite sword power rushed into the sky with a billowing fierce might, to contend with the black barren epee that crushed the world.
The billowing river seemed to rise into the sky into a blood-colored flood dragon, directly entwining the black giant sword that descended from the sky.
The two swords of Slaughter Immortal and Heihuang face each other far away, but their sword intent killer moves clash in the air to determine the supreme ownership.
Lin Yang and Linghu even pushed their psychic energies to the limit, and the ultimate decisive battle that determined the outcome with one sword came to the critical time to determine the outcome almost instantly.
Under everyone's attention, between the electric light and flint.
No one else noticed anything unusual, but only the ancestor Linghu suddenly heard a graceful chuckle of the girl in the sea of consciousness.
Whee.
The voice was soft and charming, as if a charming little hand scratched your heart slightly, causing Linghu to change color instantly.
"Huh! Little carving skill, also trying to shake the heart of the old man's sword, get out!"
He suddenly burst out of sea-like thought energy in the sea of consciousness, and was about to disperse this weird laughter, but at the moment his thought moved, he suddenly saw that the opposite Lin Yang Jianyi turned into a sea of blood. A dozen or so charming naked girls flew out, and they rushed towards themselves one by one with peach blossoms on their faces.
"Left side by side, break it to me!!"
The black and wild sword intent reached the sky, facing this enchanting illusion, a heavy sword intent smashed the girls in mid-air.
But the ancestor Linghu couldn't come back to his senses, the young girls who had just been broken were repaired and formed in the air again, each one uttered coquettish shouts, and rushed to the ancestor Linghu again.
"Oh, old man, you are too cruel, how can you bear to hurt others..."
what! !
Linghu ancestor finally changed color.
These terrifying phantom demon girls are inexhaustible to kill, he is now fighting Lin Yang to the key point, where can he be distracted.
Almost instantly, the ancestor Linghu felt that a green light flashed in front of him, and there was a demon girl who jumped over the black barren sword and flew directly to his side. His enchanting arms had already wrapped his nervous body.
A ball of nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, with an indescribable soft touch, directly pasted on it.
"Damn it, get out of here!"
The ancestor Linghu had never seen such a weird sword move. The sword outside was as fierce as a dragon, and it could be accompanied by such a weird and terrifying charming illusion.
He only felt that the warm body behind him had an irresistible rippling force, which was directly submerged in his body, making his eyes black.
what is this?
The ancestor Linghu suddenly appeared in another space, no longer in front of the grand battlefield with Lin Yang, but in an unknown mountain that he had long forgotten in his childhood.
A gorgeous tiger is staring at the ancestor Linghu with murderous eyes, and a deep sense of fear that has long been forgotten by him emerges in his heart.
Oooh.
When the fierce tiger pounced, Linghu actually forgot that he was a swordsman who smashed the sky and the earth. Deep in the horror of childhood, he closed his eyes and raised his hand, unable to resist and was ready to wait for death.
Next moment...
Linghu unexpectedly came to the battlefield of a war against the Demon Gate in his youth. The terrible memories of killing again made him tremble, almost frightened into a coma.
Again...
again…
Linghu didn’t know that the time had passed too long. Under the guidance of a terrifying magical power of the soul, he was constantly experiencing the fear scenes in his life. After three or five months of retreat, there is no way to recover from this devilish thought...
what! !
Linghu finally gave a horrified cry.
……
Today Ximen is going to be a good baby who goes to bed early, so good night everyone!
Thank you Jiuxian and Heiyun for your support. Your rewards and tickets have been written down in a small notebook, gracious...