Chapter 113 The most afflicting Holy Sword Master

If a strong man at the Holy Sword Master level hides his breath with all his strength, no one can notice it when he looks at the entire Yunlai Empire.

However, Ling Yun, the existence of the first powerful man who killed the ninth level, was exceptional.

The person locked in his eyes was nothing but Fengdu, one of the four surviving sage sword masters in the Yunlai Empire. Ling Yun, who fought with the other seventh and eighth-level holy sword masters in the Yunlai Empire so many times, noticed this seventh-level holy sword master, immediately sensed his every move with all his strength. With the keenness of the law of the weak Heavenly Dao, he finally confirmed his identity.

When the Holy Sword Master Fengdu came, it was obvious that the Yunlai Empire had made sufficient arrangements, and his identity had changed by 180 degrees. None of the highly vigilant sword masters suspected him, and some even respectfully called him: "Master Ya Zhan."

When he walked to the door of the Sword Master Trade Union branch, Lin Shuilan, one of the five powerful people in the branch, personally greeted her with a grateful smile on her face, and said sincerely: "Your Excellency Ya Zhan is really grateful to us for being invited to help us fight against the invasion of the Yunlai Empire."

As a holy sword master who has lived for more than a hundred years, Fengdu can easily control his emotions: "Your Excellency Lin Shuilan, you have promised to be the guest of the Lin family a few years ago, and now the Lin family is in trouble, I will do my best."

When Ling Yun was there, those great swordsmen naturally broke through the threshold and wanted to become guests from the Lin family. However, the news of Ling Yun's death recently came out, and they faced the threat from the Yunlai Empire. In the end, there were only three guests, including the fake Asian war in front of him. Lin Shuilan was naturally grateful for his righteous act.

Lin Shuilan said another unnutritious words, and the meaning revealed in his words was mostly because of his importance and gratitude to the great sword master of the Asian War. Ling Yun frowned when he saw this scene. He was really sold by someone or counting the money for him.

Judging from Lin Shuilan's attitude, the Asian War not only intervened in their organization, but also gained their high trust... It is not difficult to reflect a problem in the Asian War - since there is a spy who intervened in, the second, third, and even the countless ones must be hidden around... It seems that the Yunlai Empire had already inserted countless people when Lin Xue and others planned to develop in the Sword Master Trade Union...

When looking for Miaoyin, Ling Yun felt that Lin Xue had some benefits to help him establish a force. Now it seems... a force that is not controlled at all and has countless hidden dangers will definitely do more harm than good for him! Like this time, if he really ran in to find Lin Xue rashly, he might have been exposed by those spies. At that time, with the strength of his mere fifth and sixth-level great sword masters...

"The Yunlai Empire is a level seven civilization after all. If their intelligence department wants to conceal the Haisen Empire, it is really not difficult to install people in the Haisen Empire." Thinking of this, Ling Yun pondered for a moment, and finally decided to solve the problem of the Holy Sword Master first. Otherwise, once they were allowed to enter the sword master's union, they would use some props to block the fluctuation sensing of the temple to cover the entire interior, and then start a large-scale killing. By then, Lin Xue and the strongest people who are only at level five will be killed by this Holy Sword Master.

Just as Lin Shuilan and Ya Zhan exchanged a few greetings and planned to lead him in to rest, Ling Yun next to him suddenly fell in front of everyone, in front of everyone, with an incredible and strange pace, through the heavy protection of the sword masters on the periphery, and fell in front of Ya Zhan.

When other sword masters saw that there were suddenly more people in the field, they were shocked and drew their swords one by one, shouting: "Who is it!"

However, Lin Shuilan reacted very quickly and immediately reached out and said, "Stop!"

When she saw Ling Yun stepping into the Asian War and in front of her, she did not take action at the first time, which shows that it was not for her. Moreover, it is not difficult to see from the other party's terrible pace that the person in front of her is young, but her strength is so strong that she may not be inferior to the fourth-level sword master, and even reaching the fifth level.

It is definitely not easy to cultivate such a young strong man. At present, they are both internal and external troubles, so they must not easily offend any mysterious strong man.

Lin Shuilan obviously did not recognize Ling Yunlai, who had changed his appearance and height. He looked at him with some guard and said, "Who is you? I don't know where to stop me, what's the point?"

Ling Yun looked at her like a stranger, her eyes directly locked on Fengdu, the seventh-level holy sword master, and released the hatred and murderous aura in her eyes without any concealment: "Ya Zhan, twenty-one years ago, you haven't forgotten the scene of blood-slaying our Ye family."

The sixth-level great sword master, pretended by the seventh-level holy sword master, was stunned on the spot.

He was not the real Asian War at all, he was just a person who disguised himself as an impostor. Who knew who this Asian War had offended twenty-one years ago? But looking at the hatred that seemed to penetrate deep into the bones of the man in front of him and his true murderous intent, this matter clearly didn't seem to be fake. Could it be...

He secretly cursed in his heart that there was a lot of trouble with Ya Zhan, but since the other party called out his name, he must know him. If he answered wrongly, he might be able to see the flaws and break his plan. He glanced at Ling Yun, who was floating in the third and fourth level, had an idea in his mind, and a sneer gradually appeared on his face: "Who am I thinking it is, it turns out it is you."

When everyone heard this, they immediately realized that it was the enemy of the Asian War who was seeking revenge.

After all, at most, he is just a fourth-level swordsman. In order to solve this problem as soon as possible, Ya Zhan took the initiative: "Twenty-one years ago, you were lucky enough to die and didn't hide it well. You dare to appear in front of me. It's true that there is a way in heaven and you don't go, and you can break in hell. No matter what, you can't fly! Please give in and let me Ya Zhan resolve my personal grudges."

Since it was the personal grudge that Ya Zhan himself proposed to resolve separately, Lin Shuilan and others naturally didn't have time to intervene. Moreover, a fourth-level great sword master was enough to deal with the power of the sixth-level Asian War.

As for the streets, there is no fighting allowed?

This rule cannot limit the sixth-level great sword masters.

Ling Yun didn't expect Ya Zhan to cooperate like this, and snorted softly: "Who will win to death today is unknown." As soon as he finished speaking, an epic-level sword instantly appeared in his palm. Under everyone's screams, he brought the fighting spirit of the third and fourth-level sword masters to point to Ya Zhan.

If you don't personally face the sword attack that contains the trajectory of the sword, you will never wonder what kind of mystery is hidden in it.

In the past, those seventh-level holy sword masters felt very uncomprehensible about everyone on the Yunlai Athletic Stage's slow reaction, thinking that it was their mistake, which eventually ruined their precious lives. However, when they really faced the attack of the sword's trajectory, they realized how terrible this attack was!

However, the seventh-level holy sword master is the seventh-level holy sword master after all. Although the sword in front of him is full of impeccable, it seems to have been through thousands of trials - but the so-called clumsy can break the cleverness. As long as he completely explodes his strength, it is completely easy to suppress such a sword containing only three or four levels of energy...

But can he do this?

Once he truly exerted the power of the seventh-level holy sword master, although he might receive better treatment, it would undoubtedly arouse high suspicion among the Lin family... Thinking of this, the seventh-level holy sword master couldn't help but curse in his heart: "How come this Asian War, why do you offend people everywhere? Moreover, the offended people will not come sooner or later, but you will come to your door at this critical moment!"

As for Ling Yun's sword technique that contains the trajectory of the heavenly path, he naturally couldn't see it with his eyesight. He just thought that the person in front of him was stimulated by the blood feud twenty-one years ago and worked hard all the time to practice, so he developed such a natural and refined sword technique.

He pretended to be an Asian War, not only imitating his cultivation level, but also imitating his sword skills, words and deeds, and combat style, so as not to see what the people from the Lin family, who are nervous, have to see. While fighting, they have to be distracted to consider so many issues. Needless to say, the combat ability he can play can be imagined.

Seeing a scene in front of him, Ling Yun, who was only planning to retreat or reveal his identity, was moved in his heart. He felt that the opponent was just equivalent to mastering ordinary sixth-level sword skills. He had already had a vague foundation and began to simulate a plan in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Yun's attack immediately became extremely fierce. Each move contained the murderous aura of one blow, and seemed to truly regard the Holy Sword Master in front of him as an enemy who killed his father. Many times, he even adopted the fighting style of fighting with his life to fight against him.

Under such circumstances, even if he only exposed the cultivation of the fourth-level great sword master, he still forced Fengdu, the fake Asian War, to be in a hurry.

The sixth level vs. the fourth level is not the seventh level vs. the sixth level. Without the overwhelming advantage of sword force, it is not surprising that the fourth-level great sword master desperately causes some trouble to the opponent.

Of course, it is just a certain problem! Even if a fourth-level great sword master wants to break the fighting armor of the sixth-level great sword master, it will require a charging process. As long as the sixth-level great sword master is not a fool, the possibility of losing to the fourth-level great sword master is infinitely close to zero!

The two girls at the Sword Master reception were also attracted by the great sword master level battle and watched from afar!

"This guy is really, he dares to challenge the Grand Sword Master of Asia Zhan. Isn't he seeking death?"

"Sister Coco, I can't tell you seem to care about him."

"Shut up, you little girl."

The girl stuck out her tongue playfully and said with a giggle: "But Sister Ke Ke, you have a skepticism. He turns out that he is not just a sword master, but a great sword master. Such a young great sword master must have a bright future in the future. Well, in order to wait for his enemy, he has been waiting for us for more than a month... so perseverance! I found that I began to admire this great sword master."

"Little girl, I changed my words so quickly. I knew that I was a great sword master, so I called you."

"Sister Coco, I support you. With your charm, he will definitely not be able to resist it. If he marrys a great swordsman, he will definitely be rich and frugal in the future, and will enjoy endless wealth and glory."

"Go and go, stay wherever you cool."

"Ha ha……"

Fengdu is also a powerful seventh-level holy sword master. At this moment, he was forced to this level by a guy who was extremely powerful in combat at most and called the fifth-level great sword master. He felt a secret anger in his heart. The sword wind in his hand suddenly became fierce, and the attack suddenly became extremely fierce. However, in this way, the deliberate imitation of Ya Zhan will naturally be weaker.

Seeing the seventh-level holy sword master stabbing with a sword, Ling Yun's spiritual power was mobilized, and all the movements between heaven and earth appeared in his mind again. The plan that simulated in his mind suddenly became clear and was used by his hands.

The sharp sword wind in Fengdu roared through the void, leaving three huge wounds on Lingyun's body instantly. A large amount of blood accompanied by the sharpness of Dou Qi, scattered into the sky, like a blood mist floating in the void.

Ling Yun took such a violent injury, and with a will that everyone seemed unswervingly to die, he rushed to the Asian War.

A sword that was so sensible that it instantly shot to Fengdu. The sword wind came to his body, and the murderous aura that suddenly burst out from him made his body cold. A terrible feeling that was staring at by a poisonous snake suddenly came to his heart.

At such a crisis, Fengdu suddenly shouted loudly, suppressing the energy fluctuations to level six burst out in full swing, and shook the sharpness of Ling Yun's epic sword with absolute energy advantage. Immediately, he mobilized a large amount of energy in his body almost instinctively. The gorgeous sword skills drove the sword energy of Mantian, like a covert, forming a strong sword pressure, and slashed towards Ling Yun. The dense sword energy, which was as dense as rain, and the power contained in each of the four-level sword masters was enough to smash and kill the fighting spirit armor.

The threat of the opportunity to eliminate must not be spared!

A person who almost killed you just now has an opportunity to put you in front of you that you cannot think about it and let you kill it. I am afraid that anyone will instinctively choose to eliminate the person who poses his life.

This is a survival instinct!

Faced with this huge sword that was enough to cut the sixth-level strongman into two pieces, Ling Yun was not afraid of going up. As the sword was about to come, the corner of his mouth moved slightly and said something that made Fengdu feel confused: "You are not the sword skill of the Asian War at all!"

Not the sword skill of the Asian War?

Fengdu was slightly stunned!

I realized the first time that what I am imitating now is Asian Zhan. Why did I just now unable to help mobilizing the energy in my body and performing the sword skills that I could only perform when I was a holy sword master? Will this arouse the suspicion of Lin Shuilan and others?

Everyone in this position may instinctively look at Lin Shuilan with guilt and have confirmed whether he has been exposed.

Danger?

In his subconscious, Ling Yun was just a fourth-level sword master who could only fight desperately. Even if he had to break through his fighting armor, it was not easy. Moreover, he had suffered three swords just now, and had suffered severe damage and shed a lot of blood. It would probably not take long to solve it. Compared to him, Lin Shuilan and others were his real goal.

Without thinking, instinctively dominated Ya Zhan's actions, which made him glance at Lin Shuilan, who was watching the battle. After realizing that she had no doubts, he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, an extremely crisis that came from the bottom of his heart immediately surged throughout his body with a sharp and sharp feeling!

Fighting armor!

Fengdu instantly sacrificed his greatest reliance!

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his fighting spirit armor, which he thought was enough to withstand the attack of the sixth-level great sword master, could not stop it for a moment in front of this terrifying sharpness, and was shot out of a hole by the sword energy containing a blue light, and the remaining momentum was still shot into his body, fully releasing the sword energy contained in it...

Heart fight!

Battle against the heart!

The moment the plan was successfully formulated, everything about this seventh-level holy sword master was already under his control.

Not only was the sword drawing and the trajectory of the attack, but even his inner thoughts were not separated from Ling Yun's calculations, he was like an omniscient God of Foresight, controlling the direction of the entire battlefield, allowing him to kill a seventh-level holy sword master when he could only exert the strength of an ordinary fourth-level sword master!

"Bang!"

The gorgeous sword energy shot on Ling Yun's body, stirring up a thick blood mist!

These sword energy come and go quickly.

In the blood mist, Ling Yun, who was covered in blood, retreated repeatedly, and vomited blood, and almost no stop at all in the crowd. With his extremely agile footwork, he instantly rushed away the onlooker and disappeared into the vast crowd.

The sword energy containing a blue light was hard for ordinary people to notice under the cover of the sword energy in the sky. Coupled with the cover of blood mist, no one here knew that the seventh-level holy sword master was dead!

Seeing Ling Yun running away in panic, everyone thought that it must be the young man who knew he was not an opponent, and he would have died in vain and could only escape. Level 6 and Level 4 are not just a matter of hard work. Even the previous peerless genius figure, Ling Yun, may not be able to defeat the level 6 with the power of the fourth level.

However, fortunately, everyone thought so that Ling Yun was able to escape by chance. Otherwise, those sixth-level masters of Yunlai Empire who were hiding in the dark learned that he had actually killed one of the only four holy sword masters in the empire, and it would never be possible that he would leave so easily.

After Ling Yun left, Lin Shuilan came to Asia Zhan again.

However, in her senses, Ya Zhan's entire vitality was flowing at an extremely terrifying speed. In less than three seconds, the originally faint life fluctuations on his body had instantly returned to nothingness.

Feeling the unusualness on him, Lin Shuilan quickly asked with concern: "Your Excellency Ya Zhan, are you okay?"

No response...

"Your Excellency Ya Zhan?"

This time, what responded to her was the body of the seventh-level holy sword master Fengdu, falling straight to the ground and smashing heavily on the ground. Then, the clothes on his chest suddenly broke, and a large amount of blood surged out of the wound on his chest...

There is no doubt that if the most depressed and most depressed Holy Sword Master on the mainland is to comment on the most depressed and frustrated holy sword master, the first place, it must be him.
To be continued...