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Chapter 20 Broken Void

Hearing Lin Ye's words, Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi also took action at the same time.

Raise your palm and flute.

Draw a sword.

At this moment, no one could see their movements clearly. Except for themselves, Cheng Yaojia, who was watching the battle, only felt that their bodies seemed to have disappeared at the moment of their fight, just like the wind, you could feel it, but you could not see it.

This can no longer be called martial arts. The three of them are no longer fighting against moves, but artistic conception, power, a spirit, and their moves are no longer coming out of the body, but a kind of mental control.

Sword light, palm wind, flute shadow.

The surrounding huge rocks cracked and turned into stones all over the sky, but Lin Ye and the other two didn't care because they couldn't see everything around them. At this moment, they only had their opponents in their eyes, and everything around them was nothingness to them.

Everything in the world, at this moment, has been ignored by them, only their opponents.

The sky has changed, and there is no idea when a dark cloud appeared in the sky, covering the sun.

At this moment, Lin Ye seemed to feel his sword trembling excitedly. Although the other party was not a swordsman, it was no longer harmful.

The sword in his hand seemed to appear as if life appeared. When the sword in his hand turned, Lin Ye suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face, because this sword was not controlled by himself, but a natural sword.

Zheng!

A light whistle sound of swords. If the sword in Lin Ye’s hand before was like lightning and storm, then the sword in Lin Ye’s hand now seemed like a black hole, and everything was absorbed.

Puff!

Cold light, sword sound.

A blood mist.

armistice.

I saw Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong both vomiting blood and collapsed to the ground.

"Haha, such a powerful momentum, such a powerful intention, such a powerful sword." However, Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi did not care, but laughed at the same time, and their eyes were full of brilliance.

"What is this sword called?" Hong Qigong shouted at Lin Ye.

"Wu Ming." Looking at the sword in his hand, he was silent for a long time. Lin Ye knew that the sword was definitely not the sword technique he could master now, it was an inexplicable artistic conception. Now Lin Ye also knew that if he was letting him cast that sword, he would definitely not be able to cast it.

It was a sword that was so skillful, it was a sword of nature, not one's own sword, the way and meaning of oneself were far from oneself.

And such a sword is naturally nameless. This cannot be summarized by moves. It is a kind of artistic conception and a kind of Tao.

"Is the sword of nature of heaven and earth?" Looking up at the sky, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed from when they were scattered again. The sun was dazzling, and Lin Ye was still looking at the sky, as if he was about to see through the back of the sky. He lowered his head until he felt a little tingling and sore eyes.

"Boy," Huang Yaoshi took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out three pills from it, took one by himself, gave Hong Qigong one, and threw the last pill to Lin Ye.

This pill is Jiuhua Yulu Pills.

After taking the pill, Lin Ye took it directly, feeling a stream of essence rising from his lower abdomen, and then quickly turned into internal force to fill himself.

"You are leaving." Looking at Lin Ye who was about to withdraw his long sword, Huang Yaoshi said.

"It's natural that you'll leave after a fight." Lin Ye nodded slightly, and said. This time, the result of the Huashan sword contest was indeed beyond Lin Ye's expectations.

After saying that, Lin Ye turned around and took Cheng Yaojia down to Mount Hua.

"Brother Lin, what are we going to do next?" After going down Mount Hua, Cheng Yaojia said to Lin Ye. The shocking showdown on the mountain just now can be said to be a foggy look at Cheng Yaojia. He only knew that the process was dangerous, but he could not understand anything from it. After all, the combat level of the three people has far exceeded Cheng Yaojia's understanding, and has risen from moves to a duel between artistic conception and spiritual level.

"I'm going to go outside the border." Lin Ye said, looking at Cheng Yaojia.

"Go to the outside of the frontier? Brother Lin, what are you going to the outside of the frontier?" Cheng Yaojia said strangely.

"The Great Jin is no longer in its current climate, but Mongolia is even more terrifying than the Great Jin that day, especially Genghis Khan, who is now a hero. I am going to kill him this time." Lin Ye looked at Cheng Yaojia and said.

"What, Brother Lin, are you going to kill Genghis Khan?" Cheng Yaojia's heart tightened when he heard Lin Ye's words.

"Don't worry, my cultivation level is now, even if I have thousands of troops, I can't stop me. It's easy to kill Genghis Khan. What makes me even more worried is that I'm afraid I will have to leave this world." Seeing Cheng Yaojia's nervous look, Lin Ye smiled slightly, shook his head and said to him.

"Brother Lin, what are you saying?" Cheng Yaojia was stunned when he heard Lin Ye's words, and his whole body stood there motionless like a lightning strike.

"Several months ago, I felt a pressure in my heart. After fighting Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong today, the pressure in my heart became heavier and heavier. I had a feeling that I would have to leave this world soon. It was not death, but like the legendary immortal ascendant, but I don't know what place I went to." Lin Ye shook his head and said to Cheng Yaojia.

"Brother Lin, I'll be with you." Cheng Yaojia, who was standing beside him, looked at Lin Ye and said.

"Of course I want to take you with me, but this is not something I can control." Hearing Cheng Yaojia's words, Lin Ye clenched the sword in his hand and said.

"Don't worry, girl, this may just be my illusion, and even if I go, I may not be able to come back. Please feel free." Lin Ye looked at Cheng Yaojia and said softly, but he knew in his heart that this was not an illusion, at least 90% possible.

On the Mongolian grassland, there is a golden throne in the largest tent. This is one of the spoils that was robbed in the process of attacking the Great Jin Kingdom. Genghis Khan sat on the chair in a daze. Thinking of his hardships and hard days, his deceased mother, his wife, four sons and daughters, countless beautiful concubines, the army that was victorious in every battle, the endless empire, and the many powerful enemies that he was about to face.

Although he was old, Genghis Khan's ears were extremely sensitive. Suddenly, a war horse outside the tent made a cry, and suddenly he heard a silence. Genghis Khan knew that this was an old horse suffering from an incurable disease. His master couldn't bear to feel lingering and painful, so he killed it with one knife.

Then he suddenly remembered himself: "I am old, can I come back alive this time? If I sacrifice my life on the battlefield and my four sons are fighting to sweat, wouldn't it be a big quarrel?" No matter how you win every battle and fearless hero, when your energy gradually fades, you can't help but feel like you're a silence when you think of death.

However, Genghis Khan was not an ordinary person after all. He then stood up from the golden chair and his eyes burst out with glory again.

"As soon as a person dies, let me see before I die, what place can my Mongolian army expand the territory of the empire?" Genghis Khan stroked the golden chair with his right hand, and he was lowered from a deep voice.

"It's a pity that you won't see that day." With a sigh, Genghis Khan suddenly raised his head and saw that a young man in white holding a sword suddenly appeared in the camp. He was about to call someone, but he only dared to have a sore throat, and then there was darkness in front of him.

Just as Lin Ye killed Genghis Khan, a bolt suddenly exploded from the sky.

"Is the time here?" He looked up and his eyes seemed to pass through the tent. Lin Ye then lowered his head and walked out of the tent with his long sword.

"Da Khan, he killed Da Khan!"

The moment he walked out, the Mongolian soldiers around him instantly discovered that he saw Genghis Khan lying on the ground in the tent, and couldn't help but scream.

Then countless Mongolian soldiers rushed towards Lin Ye.

"Hold your head up thousands of hills away, and roaring proudly in the wind." He turned sideways, waved his sword, as if he had entered a land of no one, and walked in a army of thousands of people in a leisurely courtyard.

"It is possible to find an opponent to discuss swords together, and it is too cold to the heights." Wherever you pass, blood mist is everywhere.

Then Lin Ye stood still, holding his sword, and looked at the sky.

Seeing this, various weapons of different styles attacked Lin Ye, but all the weapons seemed to have lost their power when they approached Lin Ye within one meter of their body.

The leaves of the forest are like a reef, no matter how wind and waves are, they are still as stable as Mount Tai.

Suddenly, the sword in Lin Ye's hand moved, and tens of thousands of Mongolian troops were silent in an instant. The sword was swung, and with the swing of the long sword, a blue and silver light burst out from the sky. Then, in the horror of everyone, Lin Ye continued to rise towards the sky.

After a few breaths, the leaves of the forest had crossed the plains more than a hundred feet high, and below were countless Mongolian troops.

"Brother Lin, will you really come back? I'm waiting for you!" On the distant plain, a white and green woman riding a horse had crystal clear eyes, looking at the person who was getting farther and farther away in the sky.

Jiaxing Linye, infatuated with swords, was located in the Mongolian grassland in 1225, and took Genghis Khan's head, broke the void, ascended to become an immortal, and was widely circulated in the world. At this point, practicing martial arts, the wind of practicing swords was great. Linye was called "Sword Immortal" by the people in the world:

(The Legend of the Condor Heroes ends, the setting of this book and some puzzles will be solved one by one according to the subsequent plot. Today, I will update it for now, so I have to think about the plot story of the next volume.)
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