Chapter 1720

The so-called survival cannot be achieved, but death cannot be achieved.

Perhaps Yan Tie is in his current state, and his injuries have almost all recovered, but as long as Lin Yun is willing, he will die in an instant.

The silence in all directions was scared by this scene.

I don’t know what Lin Yun was going to do, but many holy places looked up and frowned slightly, looking quite nervous.

Yan Tie's face was gloomy and a cruel look flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Lin Xiao, if you want to kill, kill. There is no need to humiliate me Yan Tie so much!"

"Since I debuted, I have killed countless people, but I have a clear conscience from the people I killed. I was the way to kill, and I was not as good as you, so you kill me."

When everyone heard Yan Tie's words, their faces changed slightly. This man was a man.

Life and death are controlled by others, and there is no intention of giving in. He is worthy of being a swordsman who can control the will to death.

Perhaps only such a person can truly master the will to die.

Many people looked at Yan Tie with awe-inspiring expressions, plus the strength he had shown just now.

Everyone felt that it would be a pity if he died here.

Lin Yun whispered: "You and I have no grudges or grudges? Why do I kill you? My sword just wants to tell you that the path of Death Sword Intent, maybe you have taken some detours. Indeed, everyone cannot escape death.

, but whoever of us is not living to death? Death is not the end, and killing is not the end. Think about it carefully.”

Alas!

After the words came to his voice, Lin Yun twitched his right hand and the treasure flower was pulled out instantly.

Yan Tie's cheeks trembled in pain. Bang, just as he was about to speak, Lin Yun slapped his wound with his left hand.

Vitality poured in, and the injuries at Yan Tiexin's mouth were recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

By the time Lin Yun let go, the wound had healed perfectly.

Yan Tie was shocked. He looked up and found that the other party's eyes were clear and there was no sign of humiliation. Instead, he had a lot of admiration.

Recalling what Lin Yun said just now, Yan Tie woke up and bowed, "Thank you."

"polite."

Lin Yun smiled and said softly.

To be honest, he really admires the other party. If he did not master the sword heart and if he did not help him, it would be extremely difficult for him to defeat the other party.

There were even some chances to lose, and the opponent's sword intent of death was an advanced sword intent that Lin Yun had not mastered.

"What's the name of this sword in your hand?"

Yan Tie looked at Lin Yun’s burial flower returning to the sheath and asked.

It should be a holy sword made of top-level divine materials, but it is a bit different. This sword has a lot of life breath than other holy swords.

It's not like a dead thing, but rather like a living creature with life.

It's strange that he's never seen such a holy sword.

"You will know if you have the chance in the future." Lin Yun said.

The appearance of the Burial Flower is not much different from other metal swords, and it is not a unique existence. It is metal wood, which looks like a metal sword, two fingers wide and four feet long, with a cold and sharp edge.

It contains two holy patterns of Youmeng and Devouring, and now it is the Holy Sword of Ten Thousand Patterns.

Lin Yun decided to use this sword after considering it.

As long as he doesn't say it, it will be difficult for outsiders to associate it with the burial flower. The metal sword with two fingers wide and four feet long and the Dragon Era will have as much as it needs, which is the most basic shape.

Yan Tie asked casually, his eyes slightly condensed, and he said in a deep voice: "How did you break my last sword?"

"lucky."

Lin Yun said softly.

Feng Lei Wuji, it was his first time in actual combat, and it was just a great success.

There is still a lot of room for improvement, and you can get such a lucky chance when you fight with someone for the first time.

But it was not a lucky thing that he won Yan Tie. Even if this sword could not be broken, Lin Yun had other moves in his hands, so the opponent would undoubtedly lose.

Lin Yun also had a lot of insights into this battle with the other party.

Whether it is the wind blowing the Nine Heavens, or the thunder thorns, or the wind and thunder Wuji, they can become stronger.

After fighting with Yan Tie, Lin Yun's understanding of the entire Canglong Sword Technique was invisibly deepened a lot.

Lucky?

Yan Tie shook his head and didn't believe it. He felt that Lin Yun was comforting himself and said, "I will fight you again after the realm of life and death!" x

He is still very confident. After the realm of life and death, he will raise the Death Sword Intent to a higher level.

At that time, the dance of death will be completely completed, and his encounter in the Netherworld Sea has not yet fully demonstrated.

Moreover, the way of death Lin Yun told him also gained a lot, and he vaguely felt that maybe he could really try it.

After Yan Tie returned, Qiushanjun breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly: "In this battle, Lin Xiao won the first place in Langya's list!"

After the words came, everyone from all directions looked different.

Ji Lingfeng was still very happy. He didn't expect that Lin Xiao could turn defeat into victory at the last moment. The last sword was so amazing.

It vaguely raised the Canglong sword intent to another level.

Feng Yuanjun sneered. No one knew what he was thinking, but it must be quite uncomfortable.

The three young masters next to him looked unconscious, and Qiushan Jun was still unable to see his joy and anger.

Qingshuang Jun showed a look of interest in Lin Yun, while Yu Xue Jun ignited a trace of fighting spirit. He hadn't seen such a strong swordsman on the dragon list for a long time.

As the six holy lands were approaching, the war rekindled in the eyes of Yi Feng of Wanlei Sect, and even his senior brother could not persuade him.

In Taichung, the pavilion of the local forces of the Tiandi Holy City, Feng Yuanjun suddenly spoke and looked at a person and said, "Shi Feng, don't you try it?"

One of the three major swordsmen on the Shifeng Dragon List, he is called the Swordsman of Style. He has an ordinary appearance and a weak expression.

Hearing Feng Yuanjun's words, his face remained light: "If he only has the current strength, I have a 40% chance of winning against him, and a 40% chance of winning against the swordsman is already very high."

The swordsman shows his sharpness and fights with his life. He will definitely be able to win 40% chance of winning.

"But... he must be more than this strength, so I will lose." Shi Feng said lightly.

A strange color flashed in Feng Yuanjun's eyes. Shi Feng was still not easy to fool. It should be unlikely to lie to him to explore Lin Yun's bottom again.

On the Lei Blood Battle Stage, Lin Yun checked it. Long Yuan consumed nearly two-thirds and immediately said: "Lin needs a rest and will leave for the time being."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards his pavilion.

Several people showed a look of pity in their eyes. They wanted to fight Lin Yun, but they couldn't force them to stay if they wanted to leave.

As he said, Lin Yun has fought four games in a row, and it is really unreasonable to continue to force the other party.

He was leaving, no one could say anything more.

Just one look at his back, his eyes full of admiration, one man and one sword, won four consecutive games.

Lin Xiao really came out of nowhere. He originally thought he was just a piano player, but he didn't expect that he was a super ruthless person.

Even if he doesn't take action, he will cause a huge sensation in the Eastern Wilderness. In time, he will definitely be the strong competitor on the Dragon List.

The seventh level of the dragon vein is so against the will of heaven. How powerful should it be after the ninth level of the dragon vein? I can't imagine it.

After the Langya feast, his name will surely spread throughout the Eastern Wilderness.

Now he is already the first swordsman on the Dragon List as if he is fake!

The Dragon List of the East Wilderness is highly respected by thousands of swordsmen.

It's like a fish leaping on the dragon gate, and everyone in the world knows it.

"What is Lin Xiao's origin? He emerged like a monster and had no reputation at all before."

"In fact, it's not difficult to guess. He mastered the Canglong Holy Body and used the Canglong Sword Technique. He must be a genius from the Hidden Family of the Canglong lineage."

"There is a possibility, but he may also come from the more mysterious Tianxiang Mountain. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why he could win the championship in the Langya event and make love a song under the Three Lives Tree."

"Nonsense, have you seen people from Tianxiang Sacred Mountain, who own the Canglong Holy Body and Canglong Sword Technique? It must be the hidden family of the Canglong lineage!"

"Then how do you explain why people from the Canglong lineage have such high musical attainments that they are even inferior to Meizihua?"

There were constant discussions and quarrels from all directions, and everyone became extremely curious about Lin Yun's identity.

There is no way, his performance is too eye-catching, like a dark horse emerging at this martial arts tea party, and no one can ignore it.

Just as everyone was quarreling, someone suddenly had a whim and said, "Is it impossible? He is a genius of the hidden family of Canglong, but he grew up in the sacred mountain. Isn't this perfect match?"

There was silence in all directions, and there was silence.

Everyone suddenly woke up, feeling that the more they thought about it, the more they were, the more likely they were. He was the leader of the Canglong lineage and did not conflict with him from Tianxiang Mountain.

On the pavilion where the Sword Sect was located, Ye Ziling kept looking at Lin Yun's back until she sat down.

Her expression was dull, and a trace of sadness surged between her eyebrows.
To be continued...