Lin Yun had just mastered the complete sword intention, and he wanted to attack the second heaven. If this failed, the sword intention would collapse.

But something happened that shocked them. The sky's barrier was pierced layer by layer by Lin Yun who rushed up.

Its momentum is like a peak, soaring upwards!

"Such a strong sword intent, someone is attacking the second heaven."

"Who is this person? Why have I never seen him before?"

"It's Lin Yun! Lin Yun, the one who killed Wang Ning with his sword in the Nine Stars Contest a month ago. This kid is so powerful. Even the top twelve celebrities in the Gentlemen's League can't do anything to him."

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Lin Yun, accompanied by various visions, broke through the barriers in the sky layer by layer.

It attracted the attention of many people and amazed them.

The expressions of the twelve members of the League of Gentlemen suddenly became extremely ugly. They knew very well that if they succeeded in breaking through for the first time, they would be randomly transported to a place in the second heaven.

It was simply impossible to find Lin Yun.

As the layers of barriers were broken, Lin Yun felt that his sword intention was concentrating continuously.

Countless free sword intentions flew towards him like moths towards a flame.

Let his own sword power grow crazily.

Lin Yun closed his eyes, feeling the essence of the world, as if he had some enlightenment.

This world is indeed mysterious.

It seems like a dream, ethereal and illusory, but in fact it is not much different from the real world.

All martial arts, swordsmanship, and body skills can be derived from sword intention.

As long as your sword intent is strong enough, you can crush everyone, and the possibilities are endless.

Sword intent is the foundation of this world!

When he opened his eyes, a new world loomed in front of his eyes. It was the second heaven of the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram, filled with more powerful sword intent.

With just one final kick, he rushed into the second heaven.

The threshold for the Second Heaven does not seem to be that high, at least for Lin Yun, it was easy to break through.

The complete sword intention he realized in the Sword Burial Forest at the time of life and death was much stronger than the disciples practicing sword intention in this realm.

His own sword intent is much stronger than he imagined.

On the ground, Huangfu Jingxuan was a little desperate. He was among the top ten celebrities in the Gentlemen's League.

Unable to catch up with Lin Yun, he was furious and killed them all back, blocking all his escape routes.

"Huangfu Jingxuan, you are so brave, you even dare to interfere in the affairs of our League of Gentlemen!"

"You have no shame, you are a loser, and you like to meddle in your own business."

"Since you dare to interfere with our affairs, you must be prepared to have your sword power destroyed in half a step. Don't blame us for being too harsh."

More than a dozen people had gloomy expressions and stepped forward step by step, preparing to destroy Huangfu Jingxuan's half-step sword intent.

But just as a few people were about to take action, a shocking gust of wind suddenly broke out behind them, and a figure fell down like thunder.

The top ten celebrities in the League of Gentlemen suddenly turned around.

I saw Lin Yun squatting on the ground, slowly getting up, with a calm expression. His delicate and handsome face was calm, and his eyes were deep and clear.

"How dare you come back!"

Several people were shocked, and then started laughing ferociously. They thought the cooked duck flew away, but they didn't expect that it flew back on its own initiative.

Lin Yun said softly: "I just suddenly remembered that this is the Ten Thousand Swords Map, and you can't bring it in with all your cultivation. In this case, you are the ones who should be afraid. My sword intention is no better than yours."

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"Arrogant!"

More than ten people sneered, turned around and rushed towards Lin Yun, determined not to let him go.

But this time, Lin Yun really had no intention of leaving.

Not everyone's sword intention is realized at the moment of life and death; not everyone's sword intention is as sharp as his!

Swordsmen should be sharp!

I would rather break than bend, who else would I be, and keep moving forward!

Lin Yunyang waved his hand, and the bit of edge that belonged to him suddenly rose up under the trembling sound of the sword in his hand.

Like the wind, like the flowers, like the snow, like the moon, like the sound of thunder, shaking the sky!

The strong sword intent evolved into this thunder, which was not in the sky or in the clouds, but exploded out of thin air in his hand.

Bang!

The sword intentions of more than ten people in the Gentlemen's Alliance were like a barrier in the sky, being blown apart layer by layer by the sound of thunder.

More than ten people were blown away on the spot, and the body of the sword, which was as condensed as a sculpture, became uncertain between reality and reality.
Chapter completed!