Chapter 41 Lintian Swordsmanship

Ling Yun glanced at him and said lightly,

"You guessed right. The sword god has long been broken. Only my vein is left, and the others are either scattered in a corner of the world, or no longer exist in the world, or become the lonely soul under the Demon Gate like Ling Wu. Only my vein is the most powerful and direct sword god now, ah..."

A trace of sadness flashed in Qingyu's eyes. How powerful the sword god was in those years. Since he was a god, he was also a strong man. Although he was not as powerful as those four-way spirits and gods, he dared not do it again in such a remote place.

"Senior, the war between gods and demons is the result of both defeats. I don't think it will be better to die on either side. I think it would be great if a person in this whole continent could lead a force to unify all these gods, demons and people, then the people would naturally live and work in peace and contentment, and the whole world would naturally be my family..."

Ling Yun's body was suddenly shocked by what he said, and then his trembling body gradually came to his senses.

"Although I also think your idea may be whimsistic, sooner or later, the world will be the era of young people, and I can see that you are not a thing in the pool. But there are some situations missing. At this moment, it's okay for you to face some small opponents. If you meet such a strong man, won't you seek your own death?

"Although the unification of the world is very good, you should consider whether you have this ability or not. The strong can be respected wherever they go, and those who are virtuous live there. Even if the people of the Demon Gate break the gate of the ancestral city and destroy the Xuanling Shizong, the spirits of the four directions can do nothing about it. The people of the Demon Gate unify the continent and want you to be a slave. What can you do?

Qing Yu nodded. It is indeed. If the first sect of Xuanling is destroyed and the demon gate goes to the west to divide the territory with paganism, then the messenger of justice, the Yangshen of justice, may be eaten away.

"If this is the case, Qingyu has no choice but to do his best to send the princess back to the ancestral city. If Princess Wanxuan is willing, Qingyu can also be willing to be her guard. However, since Zucheng has been able to stand without falling for so many years, there is naturally a reason and strength for it to fail. I'm afraid that the strength of my nine-star peak swordsman is far from enough."

Ling Yun laughed and stared at Qingyu. Qingyu was a little embarrassed. Qingyu couldn't help asking,

"Senior, are you...?"

Ling Yun said lightly after laughing,

"You boy, I didn't expect such a humorous cell. Do you know what was the green light array I used when you fought against me?"

A strange color flashed in Qingyu's eyes and couldn't help saying,

"Is it... Lin Tian's swordsmanship?"

Ling Yun stroked her white beard and smiled,

"Yes, it's Lintian swordsmanship. Do you know that this is..."

Qing Yu shouted,

"One of the three moves of Lin Tian's swordsmanship?"

Ling Yun's expression was more wonderful, and he said lightly,

"Yes, this trick is called Burning Rainbow!! The sword turned into a huge pillar of light, like a large array of blue light, shining and blooming. And you also guessed wrong. Death withering is just death. With the real withering vein of death, you will have the ability to learn this Lintian swordsmanship, and two moves are sparrowing and vigorous.

"The sparrow sings like a crane in the nine heavens, and more like the sound of gods on the sky. Legend has it that as soon as the sparrow sings, hundreds of birds resonate, and hundreds of birds resonate with grass and trees are soldiers."

"The most terrible and the most difficult move to control, must not be used until the difficult time of life and death crisis. The vigorous, like the arrival of Jiusha Youluo, the surrounding grass and trees turned into black ash, killing without blood, and all of them dissipated like a touch of green smoke.

Qing Yu nodded. On that day, his heart was about to be cracked, and the blue light array was called burning rainbow, and there was more strength than it. "So the strength is a move to kill the enemy for a thousand and five hundred self-damage? Will you also be seriously injured?

Ling Yun nodded,

"Yes, there are many such moves in the world, forcibly extracting your own physical energy, or for the rest of your life, and then burst out in one fell swoop to achieve a powerful destructive effect. It is said that some dead people and their families have arranged everything by their masters. As long as they do tasks for their masters, they often use medicine to forcibly improve their strength to a level. After eating too much of this pill, their muscles will contract, and people will gradually become depressed and soon grow old. If they die, there will be no value for their masters. The masters will kick them away and use money to attract some younger and more physique talents for their purpose.

Qing Yu knew in his last life that many things called ninjas in R country were like this. There was poison in his teeth. After being captured, he would rather bite his teeth and swallow poison than commit suicide than fall into the enemy's hands. He failed to reveal the owner's information because the master gave them enough benefits, or gave them enough. Only a happy family is willing to repay this and go through fire and water. Holding what each needs is not unethical.

But in this life, what if Qingyu meets such a person himself? And why is this vigor so strong and why does it damage its own body? Will it still encounter that difficult situation and use such an extermination move?

"Senior, can you only use it once at the strongest moment of your body?"

Ling Yun smiled bitterly,

"To be honest, I, as the owner of the sword gate, have never used this trick, because I have the lives of so many gates on my body. If something happens to me, or die or be weak, those coveted enemies will immediately eat the sword gate. It doesn't matter if I die. These sword gate people are all Innocent orphans or the people I brought in here. Only a small number of them are descendants of the former Sword God.

Qing Yu nodded. He knew that as the master of the Sword Gate and as the ruler of a place, he had something to do and what he had to do. This may be a kind of helplessness, but the strange thing is, why do so many people have to squeeze their heads to grab such a helpless seat? For example, in the former emperor, how many people squeezed their heads and broke their eggs to become such a powerful person to worship. After becoming, it is more difficult to keep a business than to start a business, and it is more difficult to defend the country than to fight the country.

So many princes will rebel. In order to kill chickens and warn monkeys, sometimes they have to attack their closest people to consolidate their power. Sometimes even the closest person and the closest brother have to break off the relationship with him for their own power. Even to the point of hatred and immortality.

Looking at Qingyu's thoughtful appearance, Ling Yun smiled and said, "What? You are also a descendant of the Sword God. Are you interested in trying this Lintian swordsmanship?

Qing Yu came to his senses and was stunned. He was waiting for this moment, such as vigor and sparrowing. Even if it would hurt his body in the future, he learned that his body knew best. If there was any inconvenience, just stop using it. Ling Yun must also know the strength, but he has hardly used it once. Of course, it doesn't count when practicing.

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