Chapter 1187

Qingyan Square, blood flows into a river.

The strong smell of blood was extremely pungent. At first glance, the center of the square was filled with broken corpses, as terrible as hell.

In the world, the sound of the flute was not over yet, and everyone was still immersed in Lin Yun's flute music. Seeing this scene, they suddenly woke up, and everyone was so scared that they covered their mouths.

"this……"

On the flying platform, the sword crazy Zhao Yan couldn't speak at all.

One by one, his eyes fell on Lin Yun, and his shocked eyes almost fell down, and he was completely disbelief.

There are quite a lot of people who can break the first formation in the Dragon and Ghost Formation, although they all fell in the second level.

But like Lin Yun, it was unique that not only broke the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Formation, but also killed all the hundreds of black-clothed swordsmen.

It was also an ending that everyone dared not imagine.

A cold light arises, and a sword kills a hundred people!

For Qingyan Cangjian Tower, even if Lin Yun died in the next two levels, this kind of blow would be extremely huge.

The training of hundreds of black-clothed swordsmen took a lot of effort and were all carefully selected dead soldiers. From now on, within five years, unless the Zangjian Villa sends people, the Feng family's own strength will not be able to reorganize the Hundred Ghost Night Walking Formation.

In this way, the Cangjian Tower may have to be closed for quite a while.

Puchi!

In the silence of death, Feng Xuanzi, who had a changing look on the VIP stage, couldn't help but vomit blood from his mouth again.

"Brother!"

Seeing him shaking and falling down again, the other Feng family elders changed their faces.

He quickly stepped forward and helped Feng Xuanzi up.

Feng Xuanzi's face was pale and tired. He had sneered repeatedly before, but now he can't even cry.

The elders of the Feng family were also ashamed and could not speak at all.

"Damn it, I'll kill him!"

The elder of the Feng family looked at Lin Yun in anger, furious.

"return!"

But Feng Xuanzi called back with a cold shout, and he was furious and forced to hold back.

Many old men from ancient families were on the side, with complex expressions and did not dare to speak.

This time the incident was really big. If you remember correctly, there would be no precedent for the Three Thousand Sword Towers scattered all over the Kunlun Realm to be massacred by the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Formation.

Even if someone breaks the formation, he will give him some thin faces.

But when you meet Lin Yun, a ruthless man, you are unreasonable. If you want to kill me, I will kill you. Since you have tear your face apart, there is no need to show any mercy.

The Feng family has really suffered a heavy blow.

"Lin Yun, you are so cruel!"

Feng Xuanzi looked at Lin Yun and said gritting his teeth.

"I'm cruel?"

Lin Yun glanced at him, feeling funny, and had never seen such an unreasonable person.

He was too lazy to say how vicious the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Formation was. Just by trying to kill him several times, it would be enough to die ten thousand times.

When he didn't draw his sword, the group of people sneered repeatedly, hoping that he would be dismembered by the sword.

When he really takes action and leaves no room for anything, the evil ones complain first.

"Whatever you say is what you want."

Lin Yun turned his head and looked at other places, without arguing or looking at the other person directly.

This bastard!

Seeing Lin Yun's attitude, the Feng family elders were trembling all over. What a thing, they were a little crazy. Feng Xuanzi talked to him but didn't even look at him. This was completely arrogant.

Feng Xuanzi was also very angry. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions and said, "Lin Yun, I will give you a chance. If you leave now, I can pretend that nothing happened.

Born."

"Brother!"

The elder of the Feng family immediately became anxious. This kid was so arrogant that he could let him go.

"Shut up."

Feng Xuanzi glared at him fiercely and continued, "If you want, I can give you a real Thousand-Patterned Holy Sword to compensate for the shattered losses of the Burning Flame Sword."

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately caused an uproar in Qingyan Square, which caught everyone off guard and was extremely shocked.

The Fang family is actually timid!

As long as Lin Yun gave up and continued to challenge, he would not only write off his grudges, but he would also give him a real Thousand-patterned Holy Sword.

"I'm so kind, this card is really big!"

Ye Feifan was shocked by Feng Xuanzi's words, and his heart was beating wildly. Lin Yun, one by one, was afraid of the entire Feng family.

Feng Xuanzi's words were almost begging Lin Yun, and the dignified Tianxuan Master was actually timid.

Everyone was extremely shocked, but then they felt relieved. With Lin Yun's terrible strength, he might have a chance to break two levels.

Even if this opportunity is only one percent, the Feng family can't afford to gamble!

They have already lost too badly, so they continue to lose. If even the Qianle Thunder Sword is taken away by Lin Yun.

That would really be in a slump and even lose all the bottoms and pants.

Gongsun Yan looked at Lin Yun, and a strong look of jealousy flashed in his eyes. This guy... even if it is the Sword Emperor lineage, few of his disciples have it.

Since it is the Thousand-Secret Holy Sword agreed by Feng Xuanzi, the grade is definitely not low, at least it is a Nine-grade Holy Sword.

Countless gazes fell on Lin Yun, with complex eyes and emotion.

Gong Haoran pondered on the flying platform and said, "This is an undeniable request. After all, all the people who passed the barrier before were dead. The Feng family was willing to give in to this point. It can be said that they lost all their faces, and Lin Yun will also get a Thousand-patterned Holy Sword that will not be too bad."

"Sorry, I refuse."

The proposal was very tempting, but Lin Yun didn't think much about it and refused directly.

As soon as Gong Haoran finished speaking, Lin Yun's voice spread throughout the audience, and everyone on the flying platform was stunned.

Zhao Yan covered his mouth and forced himself to hold back his smile.

Lin Yun is a real swordsman. Once he determines his goal, he will never change it easily. How could he retreat because of this temptation?

The slap in the face came too quickly, Gong Haoran looked a little embarrassed and said unconvincedly: "What's there to be so cool about? I don't believe it. He can pass the second level!"

"Lin Yun, don't be shameless!"

The elder of the Feng family on the VIP stage felt a burning pain on his face. This kid was really arrogant and had no feelings at all.

If the elder brother said that, the saint would have to give him half face, but he was so decisive.

Feng Xuanzi looked a little embarrassed and said expressionlessly: "The second level, Canglong Sword Formation!"

boom!

I could only hear the sound of dragon roars in the sky, and a dragon head broke through the sea of ​​clouds and roared, bursting out with an amazing sword light shining everywhere.

The sword power and the dragon power perfectly merged, condensed into the Canglong sword power and roared. Then the dragon body, the dragon claws and the dragon tail evolved one after another, transforming into a complete Canglong, and then dived towards the ground.

When the Canglong was about to fall, it dispersed and turned into a sword rain in the sky.

Rub! Rub! Rub! Rub!

A sword pierced through the void and entered the rocks on the ground. The tip of the sword entered two inches, and the sword body trembled continuously.

The dense sword blades, counting carefully, there are 343 swords, seven swords form stars, seven major stars form stars, and seven major stars form stars, and seven major stars are 343 swords.

Each sword corresponds to a star, and the Canglong Sword Formation is a miniature Canglong Star, which is like a Canglong entrenched on the ground.

Whoosh!

Then the sound of breaking through the air sounded, and more than three hundred figures flew past

Come on, each step on the hilt of the sword. The one step on the dragon's head was a middle-aged swordsman. He was over fifty years old and was very eye-catching in yellow clothes, and his eyebrows were extremely sharp.

Tongtian sword intent was clearly cultivated to an extremely high level of attainment by him.

"Canglong Sword Formation!"

Just taking a deep breath, this momentum alone makes people shudder. When the power of the Canglong Sword suddenly arose, let alone the seventh level of Tianpo, even the Star Lord in the Astrological Realm will find it difficult to hold on for a few rounds.

The three formations of gods, ghosts, dragons, do not need to kill all the formations, just break the formation.

To put it simply, but all the swordsmen who have been challenging have died in this cusp without exception, and they are not even too late to admit defeat.
To be continued...