Lin Moyun made the phoenix dance for nine days. He jumped up high, like a flying phoenix. The flying rainbow sword in his hand flew across the blue sky and white clouds, flawless and spotless. This move struck from a high position, and the downward strike of the sword was brilliant and swift. Possessing sword energy that is cold to the bone, the sword's edge is so terrifying that it cannot be resisted!
A ray of sword light flew diagonally, like a startling light flashing through the sky, like a rainbow streaking across the sky. This arbitrary change of swordsmanship is the supreme state of martial arts, and it can be regarded as a swordsmanship unparalleled in the world.
Marshal Yisheng had noticed the strong murderous intention coming from behind, and a fatal sense of crisis lingered in his heart. Just as he was about to turn around, thunder and lightning struck the wound on his disabled right arm. The severe pain made him stop turning. body.
At this time, Lin Mo and the sword seemed to have merged into one. The sword light was like a flying rainbow, and it pierced forward. The sword light was brilliant and fast, without any change, and there was not even a back move. All the skills in his body were used up. Melted into this sword, no change is sometimes the best change.
This sword is formed before the move is made, and the spirit remains after the move is made, so that the hardness becomes the softest, and the unchanged becomes change.
No one can describe the brilliance and brilliance of this sword, and no one can describe the speed of this sword. It is not just a sword, but the wrath of the God of Thunder and a strike of lightning.
Leng Chuluo's eyes couldn't hide the dazzling light. He looked at the sword blankly, seeming to have some understanding. He completely ignored his injured body and held the Taoist sword Tianzhan tightly in his right hand, thinking thoughtfully. He started to wield the sword in his hand, but he didn't expect that when he saw this flying immortal from outside the sky, he fell into an epiphany!
The sword light directly broke through the lightning shield surrounding Marshal Yi Sheng, and penetrated straight into the back of his head.
The flawless, glorious sword ended.
The first half of the Feihong Sword was completely submerged in his head, but it was unable to take another step forward because of the obstruction of the mask.
¡¾Congratulations to the host for completing the side mission and becoming a saint! Kill Marshal Yi Sheng, a member of the Heavenly Court and one of the Four Saints of the North Pole, and you will be rewarded with a six-star fragment of the "Nine Heavens Manual"! ¡¿
Lin Mo breathed a long sigh of relief and spread his whole body to the ground. Although he had sword moves and the sword intention of the Feihong Sword, which perfectly restored the flying immortal from outside the sky, this move still used up 90% of his true strength. gas.
After a brief breath adjustment, the possession time has passed, and Lin Mo's state has fallen back to the early stage of bone shaping state. However, his mental power has been condensed into the prototype of the soul, which is an unexpected surprise.
Lin Mo stepped forward and took off the mask of Marshal Yi Sheng. This thing needs his approval before he can get the inheritance inside. It is completely useless to Lin Mo now. It seems that he can only return to the underworld to exchange for some suitable elixirs. The medicine is gone.
Marshal Yisheng's face was that of an ordinary middle-aged man. His death was unjust. From the beginning to the end, he never showed his true ability. He was too worried and timid, so he was killed by Lin. Mo and Leng Chuluo teamed up to find an opportunity to kill him.
Lin Mo looked thoughtfully at the handle of a flying knife on the ground. The blade had been completely shattered by Marshal Yisheng's punch. It was this knife that gave him a golden opportunity.
Who was the one who issued this sword?
Immediately, the Feihong Sword in Marshal Yisheng's head was instantly shattered into pieces, and the flying fairy from heaven had reappeared in the world. It must have no regrets.
To Lin Mo¡¯s surprise, a stream of light from the shattered sword body directly reflected in the center of Leng Chuluo¡¯s brows, who had his eyes closed and his eyebrows furrowed, and he kept stabbing out the sword Tianzhan from time to time.
And Leng Chuluo's originally tightened eyebrows also relaxed, and he stabbed out a sword again. This sword already took the prototype of the three intentions of the flying immortal from outside the sky.
Lin Mo looked at Leng Chuluo, who was still in a state of enlightenment, and couldn't help showing an envious look. That stream of light was probably the remaining trace of the flying fairy spirit in the Feihong Sword. If Leng Chuluo could reproduce this move, his strength would be I'm afraid there will be a surge.
Envy is envy, but Lin Mo has no regrets. He has his own way to go, and the idea of ??flying immortals from the sky does not suit him. Besides, he uses a knife.
However, Lin Mo began to think about the possibility that Leng Chuluo was the son of destiny in this world. Whether it was the sudden enlightenment of the flying immortal from the sky, or the thunder and lightning in the thunder net just now, which stopped Marshal Yisheng who had the instinct to successfully turn around.
No matter how you look at it, this kind of coincidence is related to luck.
There was also the flying knife that came out of the blue. Lin Mo¡¯s spiritual power had already detected the direction in which it was flying, but no one was there.
Is it Tang Yu?
Putting aside these thoughts, Lin Mo plundered Marshal Yi Sheng¡¯s space equipment, and then protected the enlightened Leng Chuluo from the side. At the same time, he began to read the fragments of the "Nine Heavens Manual" that he had longed for in his mind.
I have to say that Zhang Sanfeng is indeed an astonishing genius. The practice of "Nine Heavens Manual" completely abandoned the original Dantian practice.It is said that instead of condensing nine major acupoints, each acupoint is equivalent to a Dantian, and based on this Taoist practice, the fellow practitioners of the three meridians will not fall into imbalance.
Immediately, except for a ray of distraction to pay attention to the movements of the outside world, all the other energy was spent on practicing the "Nine Heavens Manual".
An hour later, the bright moon rose high.
Leng Chuluo also woke up from his previous epiphany. He looked at the sword in his hand thoughtfully, with a smile on his lips.
Then he thanked Lin Mo, who had also finished his work, and said, "Thank you so much, Brother Lin. Although I don't know the reason, I have basically understood the sword technique of Flying Immortal from Heaven."
Lin Mo nodded politely and said: "Brother Leng, you owe me a favor. That Feihong Sword contains the sword intention of the person who created this move. That sword intention chose you. I hope you can If you can inherit the skill of Flying Immortal from Heaven, let the glory of this skill return to the world."
Leng Chuluo raised his hands to Lin Mo with a serious expression and said, "That's natural, but Brother Lin, you and I are friends. If you need my help, just ask. I, Leng Chuluo, also accepted this favor.
It's just a pity that the sword is not made of good material, but the spirituality in it is extremely strong, which makes its quality rise to the low level of heaven. "
Lin Mo thought for a while and then said: "Brother Leng, you should know that my sword can kill with one strike. In addition to the thunder net that Brother Leng deployed with the help of the formation to temporarily trap him, there is also the critical moment of the strike. The handle of the flying knife is now only the hilt, who do you think made this knife?"
After saying that, Lin Mo handed the hilt to Leng Chuluo. After Leng Chuluo took it, he observed it carefully. There was no mark on it, but the material of the hilt was extremely extraordinary.
After thinking for a while, Leng Chuluo said: "When the flying knife was shot at Marshal Yisheng, there was a certain causal power in it to lock it, otherwise Marshal Yisheng would not have chosen to turn around and crush it, but would have avoided it.
¡°In my opinion, the only one who can use this sword is Tang Yu. "
Lin Mo¡¯s eyes were solemn and he was deep in thought. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com