Chapter 480 -- Gathering in the Sword

Lin Yuan stepped on the void, countless purple-gold rays rose from his feet, and his whole body looked more sacred against the purple-gold light.

"call"

A long breath slowly spit out from Lin Yuan's mouth. He raised his head and looked at the dome cliff in the distance indifferently. Because there was a Haotian Tower in his body, he could absorb the aura of heaven and earth from heaven and earth almost all the time. It was obviously a very naive thing for the cliff to compete with him.

However, Lin Yuan obviously does not wait for him to continue to play like this... Since he has started, let's fight directly, which will be more exciting and meaningful!

"I didn't expect you to be such a genius. In this short time, you actually saw through a trace of repressive power and broke this move with softness!" The cliff smiled and was not disappointed at Lin Yuan's broken move.

"However, these are still not enough. If you want to really understand, you are still far away!" The face of the cliff suddenly changed, and a force of suppression swept over.

"Lin Yuan, you are a genius, but geniuses need to grow up, and we, well, are the duel of fate. Let's fight. Let me see where your limit is." The cliff opened its mouth again.

"This is the power of repression, and let me see where your limit is! Since Lin Yuan was born, my whole life has been wrong, just part of the setbacks in my life. Lin Yuan said lightly and was not moved at all.

Lin Yuan's eyes drooped slightly, but the sharp cold light surged from his eyes, and his hands slowly put together, and then the Qiankun sword changed like lightning.

"Jianyi!"

In Lin Yuan's body, the purple-gold spiritual power surged, and the Haotian Tower bloomed with the bright light of funds. On the surface of the beads, countless sword marks rose. Sword marks bloomed, and countless sword shadows appeared in the void. In the whole air, the sword shadows surged up, and finally crazily poured into Lin Yuan's Qiankun sword.

"Wo!"

Magnificent energy, like erupting volcanoes, turned into purple-gold beams of light, suddenly bursting out of Lin Yuan's body, and in anyi shun, heaven and earth moved.

"This kind of energy, kendo, is so strange..."

And when all these purple-gold spiritual powers bloomed, and in Lin Yuan's conceit, the moment when the breath of Haotian Tower and Daozhu emanated, the eyes of the supreme sect on the top of the ancient mountain suddenly condensed and stared at the stage where Lin Yuan was located. They could feel the energy light pillar. In the middle, there seems to be a familiar atmosphere.

"What is this guy really hiding..." Tianfeng of Tianji Pavilion stared at Lin Yuan with great interest. In an instant, he felt that there was a familiar breath on Lin Yuan's body, as if he had seen it somewhere.

But he couldn't remember it, and the other seven people also felt the same way, but they couldn't remember what it was for a moment.

"Hey, this disaster appears on you. I hope you can play a role in resolving this disaster." Tianfeng shook his head and did not say in his heart that Lin Yuan was the protagonist of this disaster.

"It's up to fate, and it's hard to explain it at all." Tianfeng shook his head in his heart, looked at the direction of Lin Yuan, and held it tightly.

"Wo!"

The huge beam of light burst into the sky and then intertwined in the sky. With the convergence of these beams of light, the nothingness quickly collapsed and turned into darkness.

Darkness emerges, and a shadow slowly emerges.

The virtual shadow is not clear, but the vagueness can see that he seems to see its shape, like an ancient sword. The creatures in the sword, looking down at the world, an unspeakable breath, with an ancient flavor, slowly spreading.

"Gathering spirits in the sword, virtual and real! Cut!"

Lin Yuan's face at this moment is extremely solemn. With the surge in strength, he is becoming more and more familiar with this set of swordsmanship and has a deeper understanding of it.

This swordsmanship from the purple-gold bead on the pearl of the Haotian Tower is becoming more and more profiable to control him. Some amazing powers that could not be exerted in the past are now gradually mastered by him.

Every application is a kind of understanding for him, as if this set of swordsmanship has no grade and no obstacles.

This is the feeling of Lin Yuan, and it is also the realization that Lin Yuan has been exerting swordsmanship for so long. This is the magic of this set of swordsmanship.

Those beams of light that condensed huge energy, under Lin Yuan's low shout, actually swept into the nothingness, and then penetrated into the vague sword of the shadow.

buzz!

With the pouring of these purple-gold energy beams of light, the shadow of the nihilistic sword seems to have become a little more solid. In the blur, you can see the huge sword body, emitting a fierce light and carrying the purple-gold divine glory. In the middle, it is like the birth of a god, as if there is a kind of Ling The feeling of driving the world.

"How can you apply swordsmanship to such a level..."

On the top of the mountain, many people look at the virtual sword shadow exuding an ancient atmosphere in the void, and their eyes are a little shocking. Most of the people here have strong strength, including some martial artists in the realm of half-walk soul, but few people can use swordsmanship to this extent.

Lin Yuan's move, they can feel that the existence of their own swordsmanship fusion of half-step swordsmanship, coupled with their own control, makes it produce a true spirit-like existence.

The most powerful thing about this swordsmanship is not the power it brings, but the breath it has the breath of its creator. This is a creative power, and its own unique skill is the most terrible move.

In ancient times, it was possible for a move to exist for tens of thousands of years, and Lin Yuan also experienced that the sword move or divine song died, its own will remained, and the sword soul grass was born in such a form, but Lin Yuan's sword move was too weak.

The top strong man who existed in ancient times or for some reason is enough to shake the world

The dome cliff looked up at the vague sword shadow in nothingness, and the face full of fighting spirit gradually emerged an extremely solemn color. He could feel the strength and extraordinaryness of Lin Yuan's move.

"I didn't expect you to reach such a level. I'm getting more and more excited." Is the face of the cliff full of seriousness, but it is not as nervous as expected.

And under the staring sky, Lin Yuan also took a deep breath, and then slowly leaned out the Qiankun sword in his hand, aimed at the direction of the cliff remotely. The next moment, the cold light surged in his eyes, and his palms suddenly grasped it.

Boom!

At the moment when the dome cliff was ready to fight back, everyone was shocked to see that the vague sword shadow in the dark nothingness condensed at this moment and slowly moved towards the direction of the cliff.

Moreover, the most fing thing is that the true spirit in the ancient sword actually explored nothingness, as if the long sword had become his weapon and appeared under the gaze of countless people!

It is an extremely slender and white palm, which looks extremely beautiful, but everyone knows that this is a unique trick condensed by Lin Yuan's strong kendo and unparalleled control, which must have the great power to tear the world apart.

The long sword seems to travel through time and space, breaking through the ancient sky, penetrating nothingness, and then, under the gaze of everyone, gently cut off the cliff far away.

Bum!

At the moment when the purple-gold nihilistic sword shadow was cut, the sky collapsed in an instant, and even the power of heaven and earth burst under that sword!

This sword is so horrible!