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Chapter 53 Candidates(1/2)

Swordsmen are all people who love swords, and Lin Yun is certainly no exception.

When the mysterious weapon was broken, his face instantly turned ugly and his heart was bleeding.

Mysterious weapon.

Even a low-grade mysterious weapon is priceless.

In Tianshui, it cannot even be measured by spiritual stones, because they are simply not available.

Mysterious weapons are all made by mysterious masters, and there are no mysterious masters in Tianshui.

The sect spent a lot of money to hire external mystical masters to build it.

Once in the weapons pavilion of Zongwu Hall, three green steel swords were broken in succession.

But he didn't expect that the Xuan Bing would break in his hands.

In the past, it could be said to be a coincidence, but since Xuan Bing is also broken, it is definitely not a coincidence.

"What's the problem... Could it be that I am the body of a broken sword?"

Lin Yun was confused and puzzled.

When the original owner maintained the weapon, nothing like this happened.

It was only after his soul came through that he had such visions.

Could it be related to the ray of sword light that burst out of my chest on Mount Tai that day?

When he thought about himself, the strange combination of fist and sword of Tiger Fist made him feel even more strange.

That's all, I don't have enough time and perspective, and it's useless to think too much.

"It's just...why do you keep doing it?"

With a shaking sound, Lin Yun pulled out the Flower Burial Sword.

The sword body is like autumn water, the hair on the blade is blown off, and the Flower Burial Sword is already extraordinary.

However, the lethality is still a little far away from that of low-grade Xuanbing, and it needs to be nourished by the fragrance of flowers.

Half a lifetime of duckweed disappears with the water, and a night of cold rain buries the famous flowers. The soul is like a willow splinter that is about to burst. You go and I stay, two autumns!

I casually recited the poem, and the verses floated out from the flower-burial sword.

Whoops!

Lin Yun danced with his sword, and the perfect Liufeng swordsmanship came easily into his hands.

For a moment, his body was like flowing water, soaring up and down, the shadow of his sword was scorching, and the wind was blowing in all directions.

A huge sword force emerged from Lin Yun's body, causing the general trend of the world to move.

The sharp sword light is unparalleledly sharp.

The cold light makes people shudder.

Lin Yun's whole body seemed to be integrated into the sword light. As the sword light danced, his body was like flowing water, absorbing hundreds of rivers and converging into a vast river.

Every time the sword moved, it was as if the river was roaring, and the sound of the sword was roaring between heaven and earth.

The wind passes without a trace!

When the final killing move was unleashed, a ray of sword light shone brightly, and Lin Yun's figure suddenly disappeared.

Bang!

When the sword light exploded, he appeared leisurely, and the sky seemed to be filled with moonlight, falling like snowflakes.

Lin Yunxing came and smiled slightly.

He turned around and stabbed out with another sword. His eyes were only fixed on the tip of the sword, ignoring everything around him.

When it disappeared from his eyes, a rose suddenly bloomed on the tip of the sword.

Where do flowers come from?

There was a loud explosion, the sword-tip rose exploded, and countless petals flew in the air.

Sheathing the sword, Lin Yun's face turned slightly red, and the energy and blood in his body surged.

But he didn't pant, it was no longer as hard as it was at the beginning, and he could release this killing move calmly.

Bang bang bang!

Just when he was enjoying himself and consumed a lot of internal energy in an instant.

The heart in the body suddenly began to beat strongly and powerfully.

Seven streams of warm current flowed from his heart through his limbs and bones, nourishing his body with warmth, and his cultivation increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What's going on?"

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and he was keenly aware of this strange phenomenon.

He immediately crossed his legs and closed his eyes, looking inside at his internal organs. Finally he saw an incredible picture.

I saw an exquisite elixir with seven orifices, perfectly embedded in the heart.

With the strong beating of the heart, the exquisite medicinal power of the seven orifices flows out from the seven orifices of the elixir like a warm stream, nourishing the whole body.

Lin Yun opened his eyes, his face darkened.

"I see."

The secret that had troubled him for many days was finally solved.

No wonder, in the past few days, even if he is not practicing, his realm has been increasing every day. It turns out that Su Ziyao fed him an exquisite seven-aperture pill in public at the sect's martial arts field that day!

"I owe you so much..."

Feeling guilty in my heart, I glanced at the black hair surrounding my little finger.

Lin Yun's hand holding the sword gradually began to tremble.

One day, one day... we must find Su Ziyao!

Whether it is to solve the mystery of the broken sword on his body or to find Su Ziyao in the future, he needs strong strength as a backbone.

In the following time, Lin Yun was immersed in endless penance.

In the morning, when he used the Spirit-Inducing Technique to water the white residual flowers, he condensed the innate Pure Yang Kung that broke through the shackles.

In the afternoon, I studied the innate fragments of Dragon and Tiger Fist and practiced the integration of boxing and sword.

In the evening, you will be surrounded by stars in the sky.

Study the picture of tiger and rose, understand the sword technique wielded by the man in green, and experience the artistic conception of smelling the rose with the tiger in your heart.

He has a heart for the Tao, without any distractions, and is immersed in it.

Like a fool, even if there is no result, he still persists.

While he was away from the hustle and bustle, the Qingyun Sect was filled with carnival and excitement.

Hu Feng defeated Zhang Ye with one palm in the sect's main hall, and the news spread throughout the sect that day.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect were so proud that almost every day people were talking about Hu Hu Feng.

As long as he makes a little progress, he will cause a stir in the sect and suppress heated discussions.

At the same time, Lin Yun had no time to take action that day, so he was compared with Hu Hu Feng by countless people.

"After all, Senior Brother Hu is more responsible. He rushed to the sect hall during the retreat to show off the power of our Qingyun Sect!"

"This is the foundation and pride brought by thick and thin accumulation. Compared with some people's flash of inspiration. Haha, it's not worth mentioning."

"That's right. Lin Yun was standing right in front of him, but he didn't even dare to fart."

"This is the gap. Dare to be cruel to outsiders is domineering, but only dare to attack your own people, what kind of ability is that!"

From top to bottom in the sect, the criticism about Lin Yun was out of control.

Even though he rarely moves around anymore, there are still many people who point and point when they pass by his wooden house.

However, Lin Yun never refuted anything and only immersed himself in his own martial arts world.

Gradually, other people's conversations became meaningless and they forgot about him.

However, the news about Hu Hu Feng was still coming out one after another in the sect.

"I heard that Senior Brother Hu is already one of the three core seeds, preparing to participate in the Four Sects Competition."

"It's expected. With Hu Feng's strength, it's a surprise that he didn't become the core seed."

"That's right. To understand innate martial arts at such a young age, what else is impossible?"

"Just wait and see, Senior Brother Hu will definitely shine in the Four Sects Competition!"

The day of the four great competitions is approaching day by day.

The atmosphere of nervousness and anticipation in the sect gradually grew stronger.

No matter who it is, what they talk about when they meet is the Four Sects.
To be continued...
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