Master, what's wrong?"

Seeing Yao Guang stop writing, Lin Yun hurried over.

"You should stop looking at this sword." Yao Guang stopped the pen, sighed, and said to Lin Yun.

“Why?”

Lin Yun was puzzled.

He has always believed that the Xiaoyao Nine Swords must have the last sword, and each sword tells all kinds of free and easy things, taking advantage of the energy of heaven and earth, freely in the world, and scattering the world, and being invincible.

It may be a bit exaggerated to compare with the same sword technique, but Emperor Nan must have been invincible with his peers with this sword technique back then!

Now the master took a look and drew all the sword techniques in it, proving that there was indeed a ninth sword.

Yao Guang didn't say anything, his eyes showed a contemplative look, and after a while, he said: "This last sword overturned all the eight swords in front. You may be obsessed with it if you see it now. He did not leave the last sword in the painting, and he did have his intention."

"Master, what is this last sword??"

Lin Yun is not as sword-in-law as Zhao Yan, but his obsession with swordsmanship is no worse than anyone else.

Xiaoyao Nine Swords, this last sword, he was really curious!

"There is nothing in the world, and it is difficult to be free and free. After this sword, there is no free and free sword in the world!"

Yaoguang saw Lin Yun's persistence, smiled and explained it to him, and then sighed softly: "The Southern Emperor was worthy of his invincibility back then. This sword technique may have been created by him casually, but when he created the last sword, his mood changed greatly, resulting in the artistic conception of the ninth sword and the eight swords ahead. "

Lin Yun's eyes flashed, and the doubt in his eyes became even stronger.

There is nothing in the world, so it is difficult to be free and free. What is this sword like? Why is there no free and free sword in the world after it is used?

Emperor Nan really couldn't guess thoroughly.

"Don't worry about these first, master these four swords first... These four swords have nearly 900 changes. Only by mastering all changes can you barely get started." Yao Guang looked at Lin Yun and interrupted his thoughts.

"Um."

Lin Yun nodded, then turned around and left.

Yaoguang smiled and said, "You kid, did your master tell you to leave?"

Lin Yun scratched his head and said, "Master, did you ask me to practice swords? I have just defeated such changes, and I have recorded them all."

Yao Guang smiled and said, "Actually, these Xiaoyao Nine Swords are said to be nine different sword techniques. Master is more willing to divide it into three levels. The four swords of Tiandi Xuanhuang can be considered the first level, Fenghuo Lei Ice can be considered the second level, and the ninth sword can be considered the third level."

"The second level is different from the first level. Unlike the first level, the four sword moves are connected to each other. For example, the two words "Heaven and Earth" can overlap, the Xuan and Huang can also be transformed into each other, and even the four ancient characters can be connected into a line, so that they can be endless and endless."

Lin Yun's eyes lit up. This was the first time he had heard of such a statement.

When he fights with people, he does feel something, especially the word "Heaven and Earth", which can be completely overlapped. After overlapping, the heaven and earth will reverse, and the entire void will be distorted, making the enemy fall into it and it is difficult to extricate himself.

"The second difficulty is that the moves are inconsistent, the four artistic conceptions cannot be coherent, and they even restrain each other. Each move exists independently, and there will be more flaws than the first level. But the advantages are also obvious, which is that they are powerful!"

Even Master Yaoguang said that it was powerful, and Lin Yun couldn't help but feel excited.

"Each of these four swords can be said to be the sword of the king. The Southern Emperor can indeed be called the eternal genius. What is Xiaoyao, the mysterious world of heaven and earth, the wind, fire, thunder and ice, and the world of Xiaoyao are all among these eight swords..."

Yaoguang said a lot, then paused and said, "So if you practice these four swords as before, it will probably take a long time. Maybe half a year will be able to achieve a small success. This has nothing to do with the talent of swordsmanship. Even if your understanding is comparable to that of the Southern Emperor, it will not be too long. There are not many shortcuts to reach the extreme."

It takes half a year to achieve a small success, isn’t this too exaggerated?

Even if Lin Yun practices swordsmanship, he can achieve great success by just one look, and the same is true for Tianshui Sword Technique.

"So, for these four swords, I will help you practice with holy objects. If you have a chance, it depends on your luck." Yao Guang looked a little serious and looked at Lin Yun and said, "I have said that there is no shortcut to these four swords, so I can only use it to extend the passage of time and understand it well."

After Yaoguang finished speaking, he held the pen again, and at the same time, several strands of gray hair slowly fell down on Yaoguang's forehead.

Only then did Lin Yun notice that this brush turned out to be a holy weapon, which was also activated by the rules of the holy Tao. Its power was Lin Yun's realm.

The world cannot imagine.

Swish swish swish swish!

Yaoguang held the pen and wrote it again, and figures flew out of the scroll under his pen, and words turned into sounds and echoed between the world.

Lin Yun was in it and felt that the world was upside down and the space was twisted.

Everything in the world has become illusory, and time has passed slowly like a long river.

Before she could think about it, Lin Yun felt a great murderous intent, and the hazy figures flew towards him.

Lin Yun was forced to pull out the burial flower and face the enemy with his sword.

clang clang clang!

In an instant, he turned around among the many figures, Lin Yun activated his body and walked in it, and his sword appeared like a dragon.

There seems to be no trajectory to be found, but if you look closely, every step he takes or even shoots a sword, he will be fixed to death by a figure.

The figures from all walks of life formed a formation with swords, blocking his path and blocking his sword.

Only by following a fixed route and fixed sword moves can we block the sword light in the shadow's hand. However, this sword formation changes a lot, as fast as a starlight, and you will misread it if you are not careful.

At first, Lin Yun could still keep up, but gradually he could not keep up. The purple gold dragon pattern on his body was constantly cut off by the sword light.

The clothes were stained with blood, and his expression became a little nervous, and in the end all his mind was forced to immerse himself in it.

His breathing was rapid, his heart was beating wildly, his blood was boiling, and his emotions were unprecedentedly nervous.

Very difficult!

Lin Yun dripped sweat on his forehead, his face was pale, and the sword light in his hand kept on.

These sword moves are all variables of the Xiaoyao Nine Swords?

There are too many, there are really only nine hundred changes? I have remembered it a long time ago, why does it still make mistakes? This shouldn't be true.

But reality cannot tolerate Lin Yun thinking too much. He is in such a change and cannot stop for a moment.

Time passes, I don’t know how long it has passed.

one day!

Two days!

Three days!

One month, two months, three months... Lin Yun did not eat or drink, and he was all in the formation, and Yao Guang's pen and ink had never stopped.

Under such terrifying training, Lin Yun's sword technique changed a lot, and he could already find the variables in the formation.

No, as he did at the beginning, he could only follow some fixed routine, and the figures of those who swung their swords slowed down in his eyes.

Lin Yun suddenly knew all this and he didn't notice it.

The formation was no longer changing with Yao Guang's pen and ink, but with his sword moves. In the end, it was not him resisting the sword formation, but Yao Guang resisting the sword moves he used.

The mystery during this period cannot be explained in words.

As the day after day, Lin Yun became much thinner, but his eyes became brighter.

At this moment, Yao Guang's hand holding the pen became slower, and a smile of relief appeared in his eyes, and then he accelerated again.

boom!

In an instant, the momentum of Yaoguang Sword Saint changed drastically, and he pondered himself.

An indescribable sword force erupted on him. He picked up the pen and wrote the words, saying, "I have a sword, like the wind, like the wind that swept the nine heavens to destroy the people."

Lin Yun's face suddenly changed, and he saw endless lights emerging, which turned into a violent wind that was unimaginable and came quickly.

"wind!"

Lin Yun didn't have time to think, and he shouted and waved his sword out like instinct.

Bang!

Two ancient characters of wind meet in the void, the strong wind whistles, shocking the earth. Outside the twisted space, the nine heavens are shattered, the people are dying, and all kinds of strange phenomena change accordingly.

"I have a sword, like fire, like burning all directions of burning mountains and boiling sea!"

fire!

Lin Yun rose into the sky, turned around and the word "fire" flew out of the sword.

Bang!

The two words of fire collided together, and the twisted light curtain around it was immediately filled with flames, and the domineering flames swept the world.

"I have a sword, like thunder, like the blade of the gods and killing immortals."

thunder!

Lin Yun lightly tapped his toes in the void, and the lightning above his head turned into heavenly power, following the

The sword fell.

"I have a sword, like ice, like cold winter banning the ice of all things."

Swish swish swish swish!

Lin Yun was wearing a blue shirt, and the man turned around in the void, and the cold light surged in his eyes. Looking back, the endless ice sword momentum evolved into the word "ice".

When the two ice characters collided together, Lin Yun fell from the sky, looking at the sword in his hand incredible.
To be continued...