Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!

The terrifying sword power was released from Tingfengju and swept the entire Floating Cloud Sword Sect, shocking everyone.

Looking at the location of Ting Fengju from afar, there was an incomprehensible shock in his eyes.

The residence of the sect Ye Ziling.

She and Xiao Yuruo stood side by side, one was tall, frosty, heroic, and the other was youthful and lively with a hot body.

"Sister, what's going on?"

Xiao Yuruo was amazed, she blinked to look at Ting Fengju, her cheeks were full of surprise.

Just now, she felt the unimaginable sword power, and the sword in her hand almost broke free. Fortunately, Senior Sister was by her side, she barely blocked this sword power with the Heaven-penetrating Sword Intent, and kept her saber.

Otherwise, her sword would also fly out and fly to the center of the wind.

Green light giant shadow, ten thousand swords flying together!

This is the picture she just saw, countless sword lights, like a storm of arrows, roaring away.

"It's the Holy Spirit!"

Ye Ziling's eyes flickered and she whispered to herself, her eyes glowing with admiration.

She has never seen such a monstrous character among her peers, and her swordsmanship is so strong that it defies the sky. Even in the Xue Yao family, those direct disciples with eyes higher than the top are rarely able to compete with him.

At least in the realm of Xingjun, absolutely no one can compare to him, and the most terrifying thing is that Lin Yun has not really reached the age of twenty.

The word extraordinary is really a perfect description of him, even a little lacking.

"Holy Spirit? The Holy Spirit of the Thirteenth Sword of Fuyun, isn't it Qingluan?" Xiao Yuruo tilted her head and said.

Ye Ziling said indifferently, "Of course not. Back then, the Thirteenth Sword of Floating Clouds could be famous in the East, but someone sacrificed the true Holy Spirit of the Thirteenth Sword of Floating Clouds. The Thirteenth of Floating Clouds, who possessed the Holy Spirit, was nothing compared to those who did not possess it. A different kind of swordsmanship."

"Great!"

Xiao Yuruo smiled happily: "Senior Brother Yun has not yet been promoted to Star Sovereign. After he is promoted to Star Sovereign, he will go to Cangxuan Palace with us. At that time, in the ranking battle, we will compete for the top spot, Senior Brother Yun. I'm sure it's a 9 out of 10!"

Ye Ziling smiled, tapped her on the forehead, and scolded with a smile, "You, you know Senior Brother Yun now, he is the one who opens his mouth and shuts his mouth."

"Hee hee, no way! But Senior Brother Yun is really handsome, Senior Sister, let's be together!" Xiao Yuruo said with a smile.

"Then we're going to be together, what do you do?"

Ye Ziling rarely refuted, she looked at Yu Ruo and smiled.

"I... I don't know, but when Senior Sister and Senior Brother Yun are together, Xiao Yuruo will definitely be very happy." Xiao Yuruo blinked her eyes and said seriously.

She is innocent and kind, with a simple personality, and her beautiful eyes are like camellias stained with dewdrops in the mountains in the morning.

"Silly girl, you won't be happy."

Ye Ziling touched Yuruo's head with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were full of doting.

After a while, she said softly, "You and I won't be together, but we will be good friends. There is a difference between liking and liking. But sometimes, making a friend is better than meeting a liking. It's even harder for people."

Xiao Yuruo seemed to understand but pouted and said, "No, I will be happy, and I can be with you too."

Ye Ziling laughed at a moment, played her forehead, and laughed: "Noniced, my sister hit you!"

"Hee hee, it hurts! Don't hit my forehead, but Senior Brother Yun, are you really going to come with us in a few days?" Xiao Yuruo said with great anticipation, but she hadn't seen Senior Brother Yun for several days, and she thought about coming back soon. Seeing Senior Brother Yun, bursts of joy naturally appeared on his face.

"Um."

Ye Ziling nodded and replied softly with a smile on her face.

No matter what, he who has mastered the true Holy Spirit of the Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds is definitely a big surprise.

At that time, Xuanwang Palace, Qinglei Temple, Qianhe Tower, and the demonic forces of the Cangxuan Demon Realm will surely be quite surprised.

Thinking of this, Ye Ziling's icy cheeks showed a hint of coldness and a sharp edge.

Over the past few years, the Floating Cloud Sword Sect has endured long enough, and it is time to fight back all those glory. This is her obsession, and it is also the reason why she stays in Cangxuan Mansion.

That was her dream, what she called, the sword in her hand, the honor of being willing to die generously for it!

She grew up in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect after she was seven years old, and this place has long since become her home, and she loves it more than anyone else in her heart.

...

Ting Feng lives inside.

Xiao Bingfeng rode on Xiaohong, who had transformed into a blood dragon and horse, and saw the spirit formation turned into ruins, as well as the sword mound in the martial arts field, her mouth closed in surprise.

"What's going on? This emperor has only left for three days, and you started to tear down your house!"

Xiao Bingfeng swept her gaze and glared at Lin Yun, even the small yard where she lived was gone.

"I can't control it."

Lin Yun blinked and laughed softly.

He had already deliberately controlled it, and he didn't use his sword intent much, but the power of the Fuyun Thirteen Swords was still too great.

Especially the last ultimate move, I have a sword, above the floating clouds, higher than the sky.

The boundless sword stance of that sword tore apart the thirty-six layers of heaven, and the boundless starlight that surged down all merged into the sword light that pierced out.

As for the Holy Spirit of the Thirteenth Sword of Fuyun, it was even more beyond Lin Yun's expectations, unbelievable and extremely surprising.

Green light giant shadow, the king of swords!

When the Holy Spirit bloomed, the sword cocoon between Lin Yun's eyebrows even grew a lot.

"Should I be able to attack Xingjun?" Lin Yun looked at Xiao Bingfeng and asked.

He is relatively familiar with Qi Hua Ju Ding, not as ignorant as he was at first... As for more details, when he refines the nine-leaf holy fruit and the divine leaf of the god's blood fruit, it is completely enough to resist The superiors have spent years, or even more than ten years, of penance.

Xiao Bingfeng thought for a while, then hesitantly said, "It's better to wait a little longer, I really don't need to worry too much, but since you agreed to Ye Ziling, it's okay to attack Xingjun right now, you can control the degree of it yourself. "

"understood."

Lin Yun said softly.

There is no risk of being promoted to Xingjun now, but there will be some losses, and the benefits of the Seven Flowers Gathering cannot be perfectly maximized.

But it could also be within the acceptable range. Since Ye Ziling had promised, he could fully bear such a loss.

"Tell me about this emperor, what have you been through these days?" Xiao Bingfeng dismounted and said arrogantly.

"The Thirteenth Sword of Floating Clouds was cultivated by me to the realm of transformation, including the last three swords, and the Holy Spirit of the Thirteenth Sword of Floating Clouds. It turned out to be a sword, and I only know now..."

Lin Yun 1510, told the other party all the training in the past few days.

A look of surprise flashed in Xiao Bingfeng's beautiful eyes, and she said sternly: "Lin Yun, your kendo talent is really terrible, and this emperor really admires you. I only thought that you were good-looking before, so you can be me. Servant, now it seems that I really have lost my qualifications."

Will you die if you don't brag?

Lin Yun murmured in his heart, fortunately he was in a good mood, otherwise he really had to take care of this girl.

"What about you? I haven't seen anyone in the past few days. I still have something to look for you!" Lin Yun changed the topic, otherwise the other party would have to brag about his great achievements in the past.

What is born I have been born, and I am immortal when the sky is destroyed.

What the world is unparalleled.

What the emperor was born eighteen years old, an era is one year old, endless.

Xiao Bingfeng was really fooled. Looking at Xiao Hong, she pouted and said, "I ran for this guy several times, and I have searched the Cangxuan Mansion. Finally, I found a king monster with dragon blood for him. It's okay. Reluctantly let it be promoted to the peak of the star river, I keep the demon pill, and prepare it when it is promoted to the star phase."

Xiaohong, who turned into a cat, scratched her head embarrassedly. Obviously, Xiao Bingfeng has made great efforts for it these past few days.

"Right, what's your business with Bendi?" Xiao Bingfeng asked curiously.

Lin Yun told her about the tomb of the Southern Emperor, the catalog of life and death, the talisman of destiny, the dragon bone, and the secret key of the dead mystery.

"I'll be darling..."

Xiao Bingfeng was extremely surprised, with a rare look of shock on her face. For the first time, she did not use this emperor to call herself.

"This emperor really underestimates these nine emperors. A southern emperor actually has these three treasures." But the next moment, she regained her true color and said in a deep voice: "It is indeed too much to say that they are stinky fish and rotten shrimp, but Compared with this emperor, it is still a bit excessive."

"Here."

Lin Yun smiled, took out the Rose painting scroll, and handed it to Xiao Bingfeng.

Xiao Bingfeng did not rush to open it, but just held it in her hand, her face changed in a while, and she said solemnly: "You didn't choose to open it, you are right. In the past, ignorant people were fearless, seeing mountains as mountains and water as water. Now that I have thoughts in my mind, I may really see bad things.”

After she finished speaking, she threw the scroll to Lin Yun again, without any other words.

"This is really a picture of life and death that hides the gate of hell? Is there really a hell in the world?" Lin Yun was shocked, and even Xiao Bingfeng didn't dare to look at it, it was very strange.

This master, except for Ye Ziling, there is nothing she can be afraid of.

"There are many things you don't know. Back then, Ziyuan became famous in the first battle, and the battle that shocked Kunlun was fought in hell." Xiao Bingfeng glanced at Lin Yun with contempt, and said quite flamboyantly.

"The holy realm slashes the gods, tsk tsk tsk, but the little boy is smashed."

Just as Xiao Bingfeng praised Ziyuan Sword Saint, she immediately became disdainful.

The holy realm cuts the gods!

Xiao Bingfeng has said this many times, and Lin Yun sounds very powerful, but it is really unknown how much it weighs.

Whether it is a holy realm or a god, it is an existence that Lin Yun cannot touch or even imagine.

He put away the rose picture scroll, thought for a while and said, "If the ban on Kuxuan Island is really opened, would the Great Emperor be willing to take a trip?"

"Since you have said so, this emperor will reluctantly take a look at it when the time comes. Since the Great Sage Kuxuan is the descendant of the Southern Emperor, if you look at this Kuxuan Island, you can probably guess how much the Southern Emperor has. ." Xiao Bingfeng said casually.

A smile appeared on Lin Yun's face, with Xiao Bingfeng there, no matter how dangerous Kuxuan Island was, it was somewhat guaranteed.

"You put the sword box, let's go meet the old man first."

Lin Yun called out and laughed softly.

Xiao Bingfeng was stunned for a moment, then remembered that today was the appointed time for Headmaster Fuyun to see Lin Yun.

She readily agreed, and she was also very curious about what Headmaster Fu Yun was looking for Lin Yun.