Cities: Start from Controlling Destiny

"Break it for me!"

Lin Qin waved both hands, and the spirit sword in his hand immediately slashed alternately, forming an absolutely defensive knife wheel in front of him.

Let your sword rain be majestic, but it is difficult to pierce the slightest bit of this knife wheel.

Everyone only felt that Lin Qin's two hands were fighting, the light splashed everywhere, and the knife was sharp, which was dazzling, and the faces of all the warriors watching the battle changed drastically.

At this moment, they finally realized the extraordinaryness of this young warrior!

"Wang Qianren, you can't kill me just by condensing the sword light. Hurry up and sacrifice your final killing skills, we will have a showdown!"

The knife wheels in Lin Qin's hands did not stop, and under the huge impact force, he pressed towards Wang Qianren step by step.

At this time, Wang Qianren's face became serious.

It should be said that he was just trying to test it just now, but now that Jian Yu's killing skill came out, he couldn't do anything to the kid in front of him, which shocked him too much!
After all, the Lin Qin in front of him was too young, and his cultivation base broke through the sky, and he was only in the realm of a third-tier warrior. Now it seems that, at least like him, he has already been promoted to the fourth-tier warrior.

For such a young Tier [-] martial artist, none of the three major families has ever produced such a monstrosity, right?

In particular, this ability to swing into a shield made Wang Qianren's sharp spear nowhere to go wild, which really gave him a headache.

"it is good--"

He took a deep breath and withdrew the sword that lifted the sky, and the rain of swords in the sky disappeared immediately.

"Today, I will let you have a good experience of my unique skills!"

Wang Qianren snapped his hands together.

The life sword in his hand let out a whistling sound, and then plunged into his chest, instantly merging with his own flesh and blood.

I saw that his whole body was glowing with light, and there seemed to be flames jumping in his eyes. Countless palm-length sword blades emanated from his body, like dandelions diverging in the wind. The strange thing is that these blades One after another, threading needles and threads, they covered a radius of ten feet in an instant.

At this time, an extremely powerful coercion also came from these sword blades, forming an absolute domain.

In the field, even the air freezes, and murderous intent surges!
"Lin Qin, I, Tianji Sword Net, how do you feel?"

Wang Qianren laughed loudly, spreading out the blade again, like a master of thread lifting.

Under his control, countless sword blades were woven into a large net with the blades as the line, sealing the sky within a radius of ten feet, which is Wang Qianren's famous secret technique for a long time:

"Tianji Sword Net!"

In an instant, Lin Qin had nowhere to escape, like a trapped beast in a hunter's trap.

"Is this the battle between Tier [-] fighters?"

"too frightening!"

The moment Lin Qin and Wang Qianren fought, everyone in Yinlong Panshan had a strong feeling that these two people were no longer human beings, as if they were heavenly soldiers, and the entire Panshan Mountain would be razed to the ground by them.

"Wang Qianren, the master of the Qianjin Sect, has indeed reached a state of perfection in terms of spiritual energy condensation. From the sword rain to the sword net, everything requires a lot of spiritual power and spiritual energy. No wonder he chose Yinlong Panshan as the location of the decisive battle."

Looking at the sparkling sword net in the sky, Murong Zong couldn't help but nodded with emotion.

"Grandpa, why did you choose to be here?"

Murong Rui was puzzled, turned her head and asked suspiciously.

Murong Zong withdrew his gaze, pointed around, and said indifferently: "Rui'er, look."

"This Yinlong Panshan Mountain, despite its remoteness, is a barren land. Judging from the concentration of spiritual energy floating above the mountain, there may be spiritual veins flowing under the mountain."

"Only in such an aura-rich terrain, Wang Qianren can use his sword net like a fish in water."

Murong Rui nodded again and again receptively.

The body of a warrior is a container, which means that the storage of aura is limited. Like ordinary warriors, it is only used at the lowest level. Once it is used, it will dry up if it is exhausted. But Wang Qianren borrows the aura of heaven and earth. I don’t know how many levels higher it is .

After figuring this out, Murong Rui couldn't help being shocked, and at the same time fascinated.

"Is this the strength of a Tier [-] warrior? Controlling the aura of heaven and earth with thoughts is no different from a fairy in the sky. I don't know when I will reach this level and avenge my family!"

At this moment, two old men stopped to watch the battle on another hill, which was different from the crowd.

One of the old men was wearing a deep blue robe, and his entire face was wrapped in a white cloth, only his breathing eyes, nose and mouth were exposed.

There is even a big green-scaled boa constrictor under his feet. Its body is as thick as a thigh, with golden pupils, and its whiskers swallow and puff from time to time.

"This Wang Qianren, it seems that this retreat has condensed a lot of spiritual consciousness!"

The old man in the long robe looked at the sword net above the sky, and said in a hoarse voice.

Dressed completely differently from this old man, the other old man is dressed in fur and white, standing with his hands behind his back, giving people a sense of immortality.

"Elder Du is right. Compared with the last time, this Wang Qianren has indeed made great progress in the journey of spiritual consciousness, but..." After a pause, he seemed to be thinking of something, and said lightly,

"Compared to the Murong family, it's still not one and a half way behind."

"Cuckoo..."

Elder Du giggled and sneered when he heard this, and said:

"I'm afraid that in the whole world, no one can compare to the Murong family in terms of spiritual consciousness. It's a pity that the Zhuge family couldn't keep such a good secret skill for themselves back then. What a reckless waste!"

"Do you think so, Brother Zhuge?"

"Elder Du is right. If the Zhuge family can obtain this secret skill, I'm afraid the three sects will bow their heads when they see my Zhuge family." Zhuge Yang said sadly, with a fierce light in his eyes.

"That's all."

Elder Du knew about the recent headaches of Zhuge's family, so he set his eyes on another young figure in the air, and asked:

"That kid named Lin Qin, what do you think?"

Zhuge Yang pondered for a while, and said: "This Lin Qin seems to have practiced a secret skill that can condense the aura to the essence, so he just managed to break Wang Qianren's sword rain just now, but in the combat experience, he still looks immature. Here is another Wang Qianren's home game, I feel like it's a matter of time before he loses."

Both are Tier [-] warriors, and their aura is taken from heaven and earth. The victory of the duel depends on experience. Zhuge Yang made an assertion, and Elder Du on the side also nodded in agreement.

After all, Lin Qin has always been in a defensive position, being beaten by Wang Qianren, and Wang Qianren has been a fourth-rank warrior for many years. Compared with Lin Qin, he is really young.

Looking at the sword net that locked the sky, Lin Qin couldn't help sighing secretly:

"This is Tianji Sword Net, it seems that it is really good!"

"But it's a pity. If it was a month ago, I'm afraid I would be buried here today, but now, I have entered the fifth level!"