The rose blooms, and the sword is like the wind.

After Liu Yu landed on the ground, he shook out all the internal energy in his body with his strong cultivation.

Bang!

I saw hundreds of petals flying from their bodies and exploded in the air.

His face turned slightly pale, and his eyes were filled with incredible expressions. He never expected that he would be shaken away by Lin Yun's sword.

Even if he was shocked, the opponent had just been promoted to the eighth level of martial arts, and this sword could actually hurt him.

"How did you... do it?"

When Liu Yu was speaking, he accidentally involved the wound on his body and suddenly felt very painful.

Lin Yun slowly fell down, expressionless, but sneered in his heart.

Where does the flower start? It is not an ordinary innate martial art.

It is the mysterious man in blue, the secret technique left in the scroll.

I remember that when he first entered the seventh level of martial arts, his understanding of swordsmanship was not as good as that of now. He could have severely damaged Ma Tianyi with one sword in desperate situation.

Now, with the powerful medicinal power of the Seven Orifices Linglong Pill, we have been promoted to the eighth level of martial arts.

In terms of swordsmanship, he went further and further, where did this trick come from, the power will only be superimposed!

Bang bang bang!

The heart is still leaping around the mouth. After the flowers start to display, they stimulate this mysterious pill embedded in the mouth of the heart again.

The seven orifices on the surface of the elixir are constantly flowing out, as if seven rivers are storming in their bodies.

Continuously nourishing his body and strengthening his cultivation.

If you feel it carefully, you will be surprised to find that his cultivation level is still slowly increasing with the penetration of the medicine power.

"How did he do this? How did he hurt a pseudo-innate in the eighth level of martial arts who broke through in the last battle?"

"I can't figure it out... I only feel it is related to his swordsmanship. I have never seen such a terrible innate martial arts in the entire Tianshui Kingdom."

"Yes, I feel this way too. If his cultivation level is higher, I suspect that this sword will directly damage Liu Yu!"

"The sword force he showed before was already not simple. His understanding of swordsmanship is probably unmatched in Tianshui."

Not only Liu Yu couldn't figure it out, but even the warriors watching the battle from the audience, but also the remaining two major sects couldn't figure it out.

But what was most surprising was that Bai Tianming, who was entangled by several elders of the Zi Yan Sect.

He, who is also only at the tenth level of martial arts, was entangled by many people in the Zi Yan Sect and had no time to escape.

Lin Yun must have died, but he did not expect to break through the desperate situation. With a wonderful sword, he used his innate martial arts again.

"Is this really an innate martial art? Why don't I remember that there is such a terrible innate sword technique in Qingyun Sect. It seems that he was out of sight that day, this is his own adventure!"

This was not the first time he saw Lin Yun use this move, but after seeing the terrifying power again, he had to doubt it.

But now he can't take much into consideration. Lin Yun's sword has greatly increased the morale of Qingyun Sect.

"Junior Brother Lin's sword shocked Liu Yu's old ghost. Come on, Zi Yan Sect may not be able to defeat my Qingyun Sect completely today."

"No wonder Liu Yu wants to kill Junior Brother Lin. After all, he is afraid that Junior Brother Lin will grow up. It's so shameless!"

"kill!"

The disciples and elders of Qingyun Sect were inspired and faced with a relatively difficult situation, but they actually overwhelmed the Zi Yan Sect in terms of momentum.

On the high platform, the city lord Bai Qiushui's beautiful eyes were flowing, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at Lin Yun.

The scenes that ordinary people cannot capture appear little by little in her eyes.

Vaguely, she seemed to see seven green dragon shadows surrounding them on Lin Yun.

Under the nourishment of the seven dragon shadows, Lin Yun's cultivation has increased with a visible degree of naked eyes.

"Linglong Seven Orifices Pill!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Bai Qiushui's eyes, and then his eyes stared at Lin Yun's heart.

"So that's it! No wonder there was such an amazing momentum from the seventh level of martial arts to the eighth level. This was why someone gave him Linglong Seven Orifices Pill to lessen the wrong path in the acquired realm!"

"That sword technique... seems to be able to see the shadow of a certain descendant of the emperor. This son should be an opportunity that ordinary people cannot achieve. Such a swordsmanship talent is probably not much weaker than those of the geniuses of the aristocratic families."

Since Lin Yun appeared, Bai Qiushui felt his eyes lit up and kept observing in secret.

Unfortunately, the opponent is too weak, and apart from showing amazing talent, he has not exposed much.

It was not until Liu Yu's appearance that she truly realized Lin Yun's potential.

Rumble!

The more intense the battle on the martial arts stage, Bai Qiushui did not intend to stop it.

After Liu Yu was injured by a sword, he regrouped and killed Lin Yun again.

But he was injured and could no longer show his peak strength. Instead, Lin Yun became more and more brave as he fought.

Relying on the power of the dragon and tiger, it is not weak in its momentum. The peak and perfect Liufeng sword technique unfolds like flowing water.

In the dark, he felt that his understanding of swordsmanship seemed to have grasped a subtle artistic conception.

This artistic conception is hard to describe, but in the face of Liu Yu's huge pressure, you can clearly feel it.

He felt that the sword in his hand was in line with his own heart.

When various sword moves are used, they are not only unhindered, but also seem to be able to continue to strengthen.

It's like a sword in your hand, not a dead thing, as if it's coming alive.

Suddenly, Lin Yun was completely immersed in the battle with the other party.

Sleeping into a subtle state, the sword moves that the man in green in his mind that he once left in the scroll became clearer.

At this moment, he actually realized it little by little while fighting with Liu Yu.

The mystery that I didn't understand in the past was integrated with today's battle.

For a moment, the battle between Lin Yun and Liu Yu seemed even more imaginative.

It is obviously just the peak and perfect Liufeng sword technique, but it makes people feel that there are so many changes and no trace to be found.

Liu Yu had the advantage of the tenth level of martial arts cultivation, but he was unable to break through Lin Yun's sword power.

There is always a god who comes with a sword. When he thinks he can grasp the flaw, he will stab you by a ghost.

He was so scared that he quickly retreated, fearing that the scene of his injury had resurrected.

"Sect Master, we will help you!"

Several elders of the Zi Yan Sect couldn't do anything to Lin Yun when they saw Liu Yu. They even seemed to have become the other party's coach. After a long battle, Lin Yun became stronger and stronger.

Four people rushed out and killed Lin Yun together.

"Damn it, Junior Brother Lin is careful!"

Seeing four elders of Zi Yan Sect and killing towards Lin Yun, the disciples of Qingyun Sect became anxious.

"Purple Cloud Sword!"

"The mountain-breaking sword technique!"

"Tianji Sword!"

"Hundred Clouds Thorns!"

The four elders of the Zi Yan Sect used their unique skills, and produced sword shadows and spear lights, jumped into the air and rushed towards Lin Yun.

The huge murderous intent gathered together, and Lin Yun, who was immersed in the mysterious state, suddenly woke up.

He seemed to wake up from a dream, and there seemed to be a flame blooming deep in his eyes.

Faced with the killing moves of these four elders of the Zi Yan Sect, the Burial Flower Sword in his hand moved slightly and a trembling sound rang out.

Rush!

On this chaotic martial arts competition platform, the burial flower sword as thin as a cicada's wings sounded a crisp and pleasant sound.

It was like someone playing the guzheng, which was constantly stumbled, making everyone stunned.

"What sound?"

Four elders of the Zi Yan Sect suddenly appeared, and the weapons in their hands trembled uncontrollably.

The powerful killer move gradually became a little unfamiliar. When the color was so anxious, I tried my best to control it.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the four elders of the Zi Yan Sect, where did the flowers rise and display them again from their hands.

He woke up from his mysterious state and had a deeper understanding of Rose Sword Technique.

When the sword was stabbed out, three roses grew on the tip of the sword and bloomed at the same time.

Wow!

The moment the rose bloomed, countless petals surrounded the forest clouds, rising like a tornado.

For a moment, the sword was turbulent, and roses were overwhelmed by Lin Yun's manipulation, and rushed towards him wildly.

Bang bang bang!

The four elders of the Zi Yan Sect who were flying in, screamed in terror and were knocked away one after another.

After landing, his eyes were full of fear and he retreated one after another.

Zheng!

When the roses disperse, the sword in Lin Yun's hand continued to sing, and the sword sounded loudly.

"Wen Jian Zhizhi?"
Chapter completed!