Whoosh!

After the words fell, Master Fuyun and the other elders rose into the air, turned into a few rays of light and flew towards the Holy Sword Mountain.

The noise in front of Feiyun Hall started again, and the disciples gathered together in twos and threes, whispering, and looking at Lin Yun strangely from time to time.

It seemed that he had done something very stupid, but Lin Yun realized it later.

"Senior Brother Yun!"

A cheerful laughter came, Xiao Yuruo flew over and said with a smile.

Seeing this girl coming, Lin Yun felt better and said with a smile: "You should call me Junior Brother Yun."

"Don't dare."

Yu Ruo shook his head and said: "Senior Brother Yun, you are now the direct disciple of Tianzihao appointed by the headmaster, and your status is much stronger than mine."

"That's OK."

Lin Yun smiled, and he didn't care much about it, and asked: "What's going on at the Thirteenth Level of Floating Clouds?"

Mentioning this matter, the little girl narrowed her eyes on her cute round face and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yun is really amazing. Last year, Senior Sister Ziling passed nine levels in a row and broke hundreds of records. Yun.

Senior brother is about to break the thousand-year record. No one has climbed to the top of Holy Sword Peak for thousands of years. No one can tell whether it is one thousand years or two thousand years."

Lin Yun thought to himself, no wonder Ye Ziling dared to bet with him that no one had climbed to the top in thousands of years, not to mention that he was only at the Tianpo realm.

If you want to pass the thirteenth level, it is impossible no matter how you look at it.

In the past thousand years, the best record was to pass the tenth level, which caused a sensation in the entire Cangxuan Mansion. It was also the era when the Fuyun Sword Sect was most famous.

Xiao Yuruo continued what Lin Yun said, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, as if he had really been tricked by him, and his chance to climb the Holy Sword Mountain was wasted.

"Lin Yun, I'm afraid you are really in trouble this time. I have noticed that this Holy Sword Mountain has a big background." Xiao Bingfeng said with a serious face in the Ziyuan Sword Box.

Lin Yun ignored her and looked at Yu Ruo: "What exactly is in this Holy Sword Mountain?"

Yu Ruo said softly: "The Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds, this Holy Spirit-level swordsmanship, is not only famous in Cangxuan Mansion, but also has a good reputation in the entire Eastern Wasteland. Legend has it that if you can master all the Thirteen Swords,

But he is invincible in the realm of Star Lord and can crack the ultimate secret of Holy Sword Mountain."
Chapter completed!