ultimate dark villain

"Illusion formation! So what! I will break it!" Firm words came from Lin Hua's mouth.

A chilling light flashed across his eyes.

Is it confidence or arrogance?

Lin Hua's hands were only seen holding the hilt of the Purple Sword.

His expression was solemn and his steps were slightly staggered.

An unknown force suddenly emerged from Lin Hua's body.

It didn't cause any strange phenomena in the world like Yin Yuexing's previous moves and swords that used divine power.

But the same momentum emerging from Lin Hua will never be underestimated.

"Well! This power, this momentum, is it possible?" Suddenly Yin Yuexing seemed to have thought of something, his eyes widened, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

However, at this moment, a cracking sound suddenly sounded.

The ground beneath Lin Hua's feet suddenly couldn't bear the extreme power of the sky and instantly cracked.

"One Sword Style, Traces of Wind." The moment the words came out, an even greater power than before burst out from Lin Hua's thin body.

At this moment, Lin Hua had no other thoughts except the thought of releasing this move with maximum power, and he had fallen into a state of selflessness.

"Ding, break through the limit and increase the level. It is currently the third level."

The sudden reminder did not make Lin Hua's heart feel any turmoil. Instead, he poured all the inexplicable extra energy in his body into the purple light sword.

Yijianliu·Wind Trace, Taixu Sword Skill.

A supremely mysterious sword skill.

It is said to be mysterious because no matter how advanced you are, you can practice this sword skill.

There are no requirements. As long as you have enough spiritual power, you can practice.

This also leads to the fact that although the conditions for this move are relaxed, in the hands of others, its power cannot be compared with the techniques of the same level.

But today, under Lin Hua's sword skills, he finally showed his terrifying power.

The purple sword light shot up to the sky, and the supreme sword intent rushed straight into the soul. Although it was not directed at himself, Yin Yuexing, who was standing beside him, clearly felt the supreme sword intent.

It's not Lin Hua's sword intention, but the sword intention contained in this move.

The supreme sword intention that created the predecessor of "One Sword Style·Wind Trace".

Go forward indomitably, unyielding, confident, and proud.

Why, why does the sword skill, which is usually no more than third-rate, have such great power at this moment?

Yin Yuexing finally understood that it was not that the sword moves were not strong, but that the methods used by everyone were wrong.

All wrong.

It was only now, when Lin Hua used this move under certain circumstances, that Yin Yuexing suddenly woke up.

One sword style, one sword style, what is one sword style?

When a sword comes out, there is neither life nor death; when a sword comes out, it destroys the world.

Since it is called a sword style, how can it leave half of its strength?

"With your head held high, a thousand hills away, you are roaring in the wind; you can find enemies to discuss swords with, but it is too cold to be high. Drink!"

At this moment, a poem slogan suddenly appeared in Lin Hua's mind. It appeared inexplicably, and a mysterious swordsman seemed to appear in front of him.

Silver hair, white clothes, standing on a high mountain, overlooking the land of China.

"Junior, I don't know whether you are a boy or a girl, and I don't know whether you are strong or weak. However, since you have understood the secret of the swordsmanship of my Demonic Sword Style: Wind Mark, then accept my inheritance and don't follow mine.

Path, realize your own path from it ~ Haha ~ Remember my name: Demonic Sword Style·Wind Trace."

boom!

There was a violent sound, and a sword flow and trace of wind turned into a shocking purple sword light that shot straight into the sky.

After a loud noise, there was a sound like glass cracking. I saw a crack suddenly appeared in the surrounding space, and then a burst of white light burst out, making Yin Yuexing, Lin Hua and Yu Xiang couldn't help but close their eyes.

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"Devil Sword: Trace of the Wind." Lin Hua, who had not yet recovered from the mental illusion, looked at the Purple Light Fairy Sword in his hand and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

What kind of power is that that can be directly put into my memory, and it is also through an ordinary move?

Could it be that his sword has become a law and the consciousness of heaven and earth? Otherwise, how could it be directly put into my memory?

"Ding dong, trigger the side story: Swordsmanship inheritance. Mission requirements: Create your own sword skills. Reward: Demonic Sword·Wind Trace all sword skills inheritance. Failure: You will not be able to use any sword skills in the future (5,000 points can be paid

Luck value is lifted.)”

"Well! Is it the inheritance of Demonic Sword·Wind Trace? Interesting, interesting!" A smile appeared on his face, and Lin Hua couldn't help but have a flash of interest in his eyes.

"Ha, the three of you have surprised me." There was a burst of chuckles, and looking around, I saw a young Taoist, holding a white jade fan in his hand, carrying a purple gold flute at his waist, wearing a gold-lined robe, and a silver jade headband.

Guan, what a magnificent Taoist.

"The next Confucian and Taoist leader: Long Yuefei." He cupped his hands, gently fanned his feather fan, and Long Yuefei bowed slightly towards the three of them.

"Taixu Guan: Yin Yuexing."

"Taixu Guan: Lin Hua."

"Martial Arts Loose Cultivator: Yu Xiang."

"Senior, what is the purpose of setting up the illusion array here?" Lin Hua asked. After all, he still has a side mission, and this person may be the key to it.

"Ha! It's just for a test." Long Yuefei shook his feather fan lightly and said with a faint smile on his face.

"Test? Then my father has been in the mountains for three years, why not release him?" Yu Xiang looked excited and struggled to stand up.

"Drink!" Seeing Yu Xiang like this, Long Yuefei's face remained calm. The feather fan passed gently, and a burst of golden light suddenly appeared, shining on Lin Hua and the other three. The strength and physical strength that had passed away turned out to be miraculous.

Replied.

"Thank you, senior!" President Yin Yue breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him.

From this action, it seems that this person is not a bad person.

"How dare you answer me!" Yu Xiang asked with an excited expression.

"Ha, bad people's thoughts are to seek eternal life, and they will do anything. This is what happened that day, you can see for yourself." Long Yuefei sighed and swept his feather fan. Yu Xiang closed his eyes in response, and then opened them.

It has a dark look on his face.

"Is that so? In pursuit of eternal life and the pursuit of immortality, it turned out to be like this. Then, what about others?" Yu Xiang sighed.

"Invaded by inner demons, the body is already dead." Long Yuefei remained calm and calm.

"Then Abao is also your senior?" Yu Xiang asked.

"It was me who opened up its intelligence and gave you hope, which is much better than despair." Long Yuefei nodded lightly and did not deny it.

"But sometimes compared to despair, the illusory hope is even more unbearable." Yu Xiang lowered his head.

"Senior, why did you set up this formation as a test?" Yin Yuexing looked at Long Yuefei and said strangely.

"Of course it's to test who can be my successor. I'm very optimistic about you and the other three. It's a pity that you and the other three already have disciples. It's a pity, it's a pity!" Long Yuefei showed a hint of disappointment on his face and sighed.

tone.

But then he smiled slightly and said: "However, although it is a pity, it is not nothing. If what I expected is correct, the ghost in your chest, young man, is probably an innate thing that deprived the memory of you using a mysterious method!"

"It's exactly what the senior said." Yin Yuexing nodded and took out the black bead in his chest, which was Guiguzi.

"Well, it's not bad, it's not bad, it's not bad at all, you can become my disciple." Long Yuefei nodded with satisfaction.

"Senior, what do you want to do?" Lin Hua couldn't help but ask as Long Yuefei took the Guiguzi from Yin Yuexing's hand.

"I took him to practice and accepted him as my disciple." Long Yuefei said calmly.

Just as he said this, the bead in his hand suddenly emitted a faint black light, and he immediately tried to break free from Long Yuefei's hand, but it was all in vain.

"Ha, you guy, you are still unwilling? Do you know how many people are crying and shouting for me to recruit disciples, and I don't even look at it? But don't worry, if you can get some of my true skills, I will

I will definitely ask you to go find these two little kids." After saying this, Long Yuefei transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky without waiting for Lin Hua and Yin Yuexing to speak.

"A look of autumn, three parts of spring. The palace lanterns are bright at night, and the night sky is in full bloom. Let's drink together and have a leisurely life. This thing is my apology. Junior Taixu, if there is any difficulty for the three of you, you can take this thing to the southwest.

Long Yantai of Qingyun Mountain came to see me." e="Sword God of All Realms"]

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