Moreover, there are two sword arts, one is a high-grade creation martial arts, and the other is the Ziyuan Sword Art, which is not weaker than the former. The two sword arts are practiced at the same time, not to mention that Lin Yun also has the Canglong Battle Body that refines dragon flames.

, he himself doesn’t even know where the limit of his half-step soul is.

At least compared to him, Nangong He was like the gap between a river and the vast ocean, far inferior.

In the blink of an eye, four days passed.

A shocking sword sound came from Lin Yun's body, and the Qingxiao Sword Technique was promoted to the seventh level. The jade-like green glazed tree trunk in Zifu grew to twenty-one branches. It was still bare without leaves, but the sharp edges of the branches were condensed.

Several times, every branch is like a peerless sword.

The shining cyan light contains the meaning of trembling wind and thunder. This is the Qingxiao treasure tree that is completely condensed from the wind and thunder sword energy. Each branch is an invincible sword energy that cuts through the void.

Lin Yun slowly opened his eyes, and the electric light flashed in the depths of his eyes. It was obvious that his skill had only been promoted to one level, but it felt like an ancient ferocious beast had awakened.

The cyan essence in the meridians is as thick as thunder lava. The lava should move slowly, but with the blessing of the wind, it surges as fast as a horse.

Boom!

Lin Yun's thoughts moved slightly, the majestic and thick Qingxiao True Yuan was like thousands of horses galloping, and the river was surging, and the power in his body seemed to explode at any time.

"At this seventh level, the Qingxiao Sword Technique has finally been completely transformed, and it's time to fully comprehend the psychic sword meaning."

Lin Yun was not satisfied with the surge in strength brought about by the breakthrough of the Sword Art, and was so calm that it was shocking.
Chapter completed!