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But he could clearly feel the sharp sword intent in the young man's body.
Like him, it is the innate sword intent!
The flames on his body gradually dissipated, and the young man in gray slowly stood up with a thoughtful look.
His realm is too high. If he is at the same level as Lin Yun, the pressure he will endure when he draws a hundred-foot-long flame is several times that of the other party.
But he asked himself, even if he was at the same level as the other party, he probably wouldn't have such courage.
The flames were hundreds of feet high, making the heaven and earth tremble. How domineering it was.
Only a swordsman dares to do this.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a figure appeared on the hillside below, flashing continuously.
After a while, the figure appeared in front of the gray-clothed young man. If Lin Yun was here, he would probably have some impression of this person.
This person was none other than Nie Feng of Canjian Pavilion, one of his rivals in the fight for the Purple Fire Golden Lotus.
"Brother, this person is the Lin Yun I told you about, Young Master Lin Yun, the Flower Burial Master."
Nie Feng looked at the young man in gray with a look of awe, which was admiration from the bottom of his heart.
"It's really him."
A strange color flashed in the eyes of the young man in gray, but there was not much surprise on his face. He just smiled more and seemed more interested.
"Brother, have you guessed it?"
Nie Feng was quite surprised when he heard this.
The young man in gray smiled calmly, took a few steps, and said softly: "It's not entirely true to say that I guessed it, but I just have a feeling. It must be the person you told me about, the evildoer who has mastered the innate sword intent before entering the Purple Palace."
Nie Feng pondered and said, "It seems that the news is true. He has indeed entered Tianfu Academy. However... this promotion speed is a bit too weird. Could it be that he has become a core disciple in less than half a month?"
"Just ask him later and you'll know."
The young man in gray smiled casually.
"Ah, Senior Brother wants to see him?"
This time, Nie Feng was even more surprised that his senior brother, as he was known as Lin Yun, would actually take the initiative to meet him.
"Of course, I am very interested in this person. How can I miss this opportunity when I meet him?"
The gray-clothed young man continued to smile and whispered to himself, "It shouldn't take long. No matter how amazing he is, he won't dare to keep this kind of strange phenomenon going for too long."
But the young man in gray was still disappointed.
The blazing fire, a hundred feet high flame, burned for two hours before the light gradually dimmed.
In the firelight, Lin Yun's heart sank as he looked at the purple iris flowers with dazzling cold light and flowing silver light, feeling quite satisfied.
There were seventy-eight petals of the purple iris in full bloom, and the sword power contained in them had reached a terrifying level.
He fought hard against the top master of Yinxuan realm and was not inferior at all.
This is a very heaven-defying existence. There are three small realms in the Yinxuan Realm: small success, great success, and perfection.
With the improvement of each small realm, the strength will advance by leaps and bounds. In front of the Yinxuan realm great achievement, the Yinxuan realm small achievement often has a crushing advantage and is completely invincible.
It's just a pity that the number of petals could not increase to ninety-one, reaching 90% of its peak.
The Purple Kite Sword Technique has reached 90% of its peak, and it is possible to use the sword formation to summon the ancient ice phoenix - the Purple Ice Kite.
At this moment, this hundred-foot-long flame has exceeded the limits of the physical body and can no longer be sustained.
If you insist on resisting, you will die.
Although Lin Yun had a big heart, he was never reckless. He restrained his mind a little. The flames, which had already dimmed a lot, quietly dissipated, and the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared.
The young man slowly opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and his whole body was filled with powerful aura.
The heavy aura on his body was obviously much stronger than before he entered the Fire Hell Secret Realm.
Whoosh!
The moment he stood up, two figures came through the air like sharp swords, and after a few rises and falls, they landed in front of him in the blink of an eye.
As soon as their footsteps touched the ground, Lin Yun's heart tightened and he felt a tremendous pressure.
The innate sword intent in his body could no longer be suppressed and began to stir wildly.
The purple irises that had been quietly restraining themselves began to bloom one by one, slowly turning uncontrollably.
Encountered a strong enemy! Lin Yun's eyes swept across and immediately fell on the gray-clothed young man on the left. The young man had an ordinary appearance, but the sharp edge hidden between his eyebrows was shocking and sharp.
His cultivation is unfathomable and vast.
Yangxuan Realm!
These three words immediately popped up in Lin Yun's mind. Not only that, it was very likely that the other party had mastered the innate sword intent just like him.
Otherwise, his sword intent would never be as tense as facing a powerful enemy.
When Lin Yun's eyes fell on the person next to the gray-clothed young man, his heart moved. He felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't quite remember who he was.
"Mr. Flower Burial, we meet again."
Nie Feng clasped his fists and spoke softly.
The look in his eyes was full of shock, he had never expected that in less than a month, the other party's cultivation had actually reached such a level, it was truly incredible.
Compared with this, his achievement of being promoted to a core disciple is really insignificant.
No wonder the senior brother looks at him differently, he is indeed a monster.
The word "monster" is not quite an accurate description of Lin Yun. Rather, it would be more accurate to say that he is a hidden dragon in the abyss. He is actually a real dragon, but he is trapped in a shallow shoal like the Qin Empire.
The light was slightly dimmed, and when he arrived in Youzhou City, he felt that he had finally arrived at the place he was supposed to be.
A hidden dragon enters the abyss and soars into the sky.
Nie Feng?
Lin Yun had no idea how shocked the other party was or what was going on in his mind. However, the name Nie Feng did sound familiar to him, and after a little thought, he immediately remembered it.
It was him, the opponent who competed with him for the Purple Fire Golden Lotus.
No wonder he couldn't remember it. On that day, he used his innate sword power to sweep away many opponents with a thunderbolt. It was really hard to have any impression.
Are you here to find a place?
Lin Yun became cautious and looked at the young man in gray with a wary look in his eyes.
He thought to himself that he was no match for this man.
But it's not that easy to make him surrender, you have to try your best.
"It seems that you are quite hostile to me."
The young man in gray was quite frank and laughed softly, "If you knew my name, you might not be so wary. My surname is Liu, my given name is Chenyi, and I am Liu Chenyi of Canjian Pavilion."
Lin Yun's heart was slightly shaken, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes as he looked at this person.
Liu Chenyi from Canjian Pavilion is one of the top 100 on the Longyun Ranking and one of the four geniuses in Youzhou City.
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and understood what the other party meant.
Given the other party's status, he would definitely not attack himself, just like Lin Yun himself would not attack a being in the Xuanwu realm.
The reason is simple: it’s too bullying.
Lin Yun's expression relaxed and he chuckled softly, "Excuse me."
"How can you say it's disrespectful? With your talent, you don't need to be in awe of me at all."
Liu Chenyi intentionally shortened the distance between him and Lin Yun, and said with a smile: "Lin Yun, how did you get to this Fire Prison Secret Realm?"
Lin Yun did not hide it and took out Mo Ling's jade token.
Liu Chenyi showed a look of realization on his face, but his eyes were a little disappointed. He smiled and said, "Tianfu Academy has invested a lot of money. It seems that it will be difficult to bring you to my Canjian Pavilion. I don't have a disciple who can compare with the beautiful Mo Ling."
A trace of doubt flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. Pull me into Canjian Pavilion? Nie Feng smiled and explained, "Lin Yun, after I told my senior brother about your demeanor in Ziyun Lake, he couldn't forget you. Unfortunately, you have been staying in Tianfu Academy, so there is really no chance."
Chapter 49: The Cornerstone Nail
Fishing?
Since he is the king of fish, I am afraid it will be a different kind of challenge.
Lin Yun's interest had been aroused, and he did not hesitate at all in the face of the Thirteenth Master's provocation.
"Boy, I like your confidence. If you suffer later, don't blame me for not warning you."
The Thirteenth Master stroked his beard, a playful smile appeared on his face, and handed over the fishing rod.
"It's just fishing. Can you eat me?"
Lin Yun smiled slightly, feeling a little alert, but not taking it too seriously.
As he said, it's just fishing. Am I going to be eaten by the fish?
"Who knows?"
The Thirteenth Master smiled mysteriously and said nothing more.
"The taste of snow dragon fish is endless, and I miss it quite a lot. Since it is the king of fish, its taste is probably immeasurable."
Lin Yun reached out and took the fishing rod, a confident smile on his face.
Whoosh!
But the moment he grasped it, Lin Yun felt an extremely heavy force.
His steps staggered, his body swayed, and he was about to be pulled down.
"Damn it!"
The smile on his face disappeared immediately, and in a panic, his strength surged. The ancient dragon-elephant power permeated his whole body, and Lin Yun held the fishing rod tightly.
rock!
The small fishing boat began to shake violently on the lake, and Lin Yun's expression changed slightly.