Immortal Sword Master

Something!

Du Qijun's heart sank slightly.

This Black Territory Evil Energy was cultivated by him by collecting thousands of highly poisonous substances and combining them with the blood and poison of dragons and beasts. It took more than three hundred years of hard work.

It seems to be similar to ordinary evil methods, but even the earth immortals dare not get involved in the slightest, and the other party killed it as if nothing had happened. Not even the blade is damaged....

The power of purification really lives up to its reputation!

But my black domain evil energy is not that simple!

His eyes gradually turned fierce. Hold the Dragon Talisman high with both hands, and then bow down respectfully.

Congratulations to the birth of the real dragon!

Ow! !

As soon as the words fell, another transparent dragon shape flew out of the dragon talisman, slowly dancing around him.

There were originally three dragon shapes on his body, but now there was one more, showing faint signs of a qualitative change.

Lin Xin stepped over more than ten meters in one step, and his two swords suddenly intersected with scissors!

With a click sound, the blades of the twin swords fell fiercely on the three swimming transparent dragon shapes.

Aww! !

The three-headed dragon roared wildly, and circles of tyrannical force oscillated from the whole body. He actually held the double swords and scissors hard.

The black silk thread representing the viciousness of Heiyu circled around from all directions, and rushed towards Lin Xin fiercely. But it was immediately blocked by white light.

Strangely, this time, the power of purification dissipated at the touch of a touch, and the power of these evil spirits in the black domain seemed to be much stronger than before.

Extreme Speed ​​Sword.

Lin Xin looked calm.

He took out a Yin Luo sword, and the blade suddenly disappeared. It turned into countless sword marks and slashed in all directions.

The white sword mark was too fast and too much, so that it reached the level of floating in the air like a line of sight.

Sword energy turns into silk!! Du Qijun seemed to have seen a ghost. Shocked, he quickly jumped backwards.

Sword Qi Turning into Silk, is talking about the practice of swordsmanship to a terrifying level, and the speed is so fast that countless sword marks are swung out in an instant.

Because of the reflection of the blade, the speed of these sword marks is so fast that the human eye can only see the reflected light of the blade, forming a strange scene where countless silk threads emerge for a moment.

It wasn't just Du Qijun who was frightened. Even Feng Huai and the others on the side were frightened.

Sword Qi Huasi, that is a mid-to-high level realm that can only be reached if one has to immerse himself deeply in the way of the sword.

But looking carefully, Fenghuai could see the clues.

No...it's not sword qi turning silk, it's just a natural phenomenon that occurs after the ordinary sword speed reaches the extreme. The real sword qi turning silk is the sword qi and sword light formed when the real yuan is swaying. Huasi. It is rumored that some high-level sword cultivators who live in seclusion in a small world, with a single swing of the sword, countless sword auras are scattered, and hundreds of thousands or even tens of thousands of sword threads are drawn in an instant. How far can the extremely sharp true essence sword aura extend? , no matter how long it is, how far the silk thread drawn can destroy, and its power is enough to destroy the world and cut off everything.

He shook his head slightly, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

This Lin Xin obviously has not been taught by a teacher, but he can still practice to such a terrifying height with his own family-inherited exercises.

If at this age one can even cultivate the silk of sword energy, it would be terrifying!

Since Lin Xin joined the sect, many people have known about him.

The descendants of aristocratic families in Qiushi's territory practiced the Benlei sword technique handed down by their families, and the rest did not practice any skills.

But he was able to get to this point on his own.

Compared to him, Feng Huai feels like a second-generation ancestor who just eats and waits to die...

Although he is already very good in his own circle...

When he said this, the rest of the monks in Bihu Mountain also breathed a sigh of relief. This kind of swordsmanship supernatural power is obviously only available to middle and high-level human immortal sword cultivators. They have to spend thousands of years to cultivate it. It really hits people too hard.

Brother. Suddenly a monk came up behind him and whispered beside Fenghuai. The Xiaozong people from behind are here, just outside the door. How should we deal with it?

The two groups of people from Tianjingzong? Feng Huai frowned.

Exactly.

They can come if they want. He sneered, and pointed to Dong Shengping who was floating in the air not far away. See? This guy is a cultivator Yuanjing who has the ability to threaten immortals, so he can only stay where he is and dare not move.

This sea of ​​fire alone can prevent everyone including me from stepping in. hey-hey! Let them in if they want to die. Don't stop!

This sea of ​​flames is so powerful? The female cultivator who asked Lin Xin to deliver the letter on her behalf was a little disbelieving.

This is the fire of purification. I don't know what level it is, but it is at least the fifth level, because Junior Brother Lin is a famous fifth-level pure blood! Hey, the flame that can destroy immortals, you can try it?

Feng Huai sneered.

The female cultivator's face turned pale immediately, and she didn't dare to say any more.

This level of purifying fire may last for a while if there is a body protecting aura, but in this situation, even I will die if I touch it.

Feng Huai pointed to the ground where he and the others were standing, which happened to be a place without any flames.

This is a safe space specially reserved for us by Junior Brother Lin. Don't go out, otherwise no one will be saved.

All the people in Bihushan felt dark in their hearts.

Outside the gate behind him, footsteps could be heard in a hurry. It was obvious that the people from the two sects followed the route of the River of Resentment they opened up, and also crossed the river towards this side.

Although the sound of their footsteps was extremely light, none of the people present had sharp eyes and ears, and they even had their hands to pay special attention to the guard behind them, so naturally they had already noticed it.

While talking.

In the air far away in the hall, a figure crashed down.

Boom!

The figure smashed open the flames on the surrounding ground, with a golden light all over his body, it was Du Qijun who was still floating in the air before.

As soon as he landed, he immediately soared into the sky, meeting a white sword light that fell from the sky.

boom!

Immediately he was smashed back to the original pothole on the ground.

It's useless. Lin Xin walked slowly to the next step in mid-air. All resistance is futile.

Ahem... I have the power of a three-tailed dragon, but I'm still weaker than you... Du Qijun half-kneeled in the pothole on the ground, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, but he wiped it off immediately.

In that case! He hid his backhand behind his back, and Heiyu's vicious energy frantically agitated, and quickly converged on a pitch-black thin needle in his hand behind him.

The thin needle was about the length of a finger, with a thick and dark end, engraved with a one-eyed black dragon head.

At this time, he was infused with the vicious energy of the black domain, and red smoke slowly overflowed from the huge eyes of the one-eyed black dragon head.

Then don't blame me for being rude!

He swung his arm abruptly.

Chi!

The thin needle shot out, turned into a black thread, and disappeared in the air in front of him.

It turned out to break through the space and disappear!

Lin Xin's heart trembled, and his head suddenly tilted.

Chi!

A black line ran across the side of his face, leaving a white mark.

Thunder Shadow!

The two swords pointed at the ground obliquely, and a huge blue vortex phantom suddenly appeared behind Lin Xin.

The entire vortex is so huge that it almost fills the height of the entire hall. It seems that there are countless deep blue sea water slowly turning.

In the quiet and silent water flow, densely packed countless ancient thunder streaks emerged, accompanied by a large number of electric arcs.

There was a click.

The disc suddenly shattered, and under the guidance of the symbol Thunder Lane, a large amount of lightning was pulled down from a distant unknown void, turning into a circle of thunder and spreading in all directions.

boom! !

At this moment, the entire large piece of lightning shattered.

All kinds of violent vitality in the air were irritated. The diffused thunder light was annihilated and disappeared before rushing out several meters.

Lin Xin let out a muffled snort, but felt the backlash.

Sure enough, it still doesn't work?

He squinted his eyes, just now he used the Purifying Flame to purify all the vitality energy in the surrounding area, and then formed a vitality vacuum zone, and then summoned the Thunder Emperor Sword Technique in it.

But it was only the prelude to Lei Di's lore move, but it still triggered the backlash of the energy storm.

The effect was indeed almost formed, otherwise it would not have caused such a big momentum. Unfortunately, it failed in the end.

The backlash injury almost recovered quickly under the terrifyingly strong physique within a few breaths.

Chi!

The flying needle came again, this time piercing his ear hole from the right side.

The eardrum is the most vulnerable part of the human body. If it is pierced, even Lin Xin will inevitably face the threat of brain injection.

With a cold snort, the blade in Lin Xin's hand disappeared again.

Thousands of sword shadows lit up beside him at the same time.

The flying needle hit the blade with a ding.

hiss.

Lin Xin let out a light snort, and the white marks on his cheeks suddenly hurt.

it's useless!

Du Qijun stood up and sneered.

As long as it hits the body for the first time, then as long as the Resentful Dragon Needle touches you, no matter where it is, even if it is a magic weapon, it will hurt the wound at the first position! And once it sees blood, it will inject the unjust death dragon beast of....

Click!

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xin withdrew his sword with his backhand, and the black resentful dragon needle broke into several pieces and landed on the ground in front of him, burning with white flames.

What about the unjust death of the dragon beast?

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Du Qijun.

You.....!! Du Qijun's expression remained gloomy, but his heart finally panicked.

Since he mastered the Resentful Dragon Needle, he has killed many strong opponents. But there has never been an opponent who has been able to destroy this evil magic weapon made of dragon throat bones.

Before he could react, he saw Lin Xin put his sword up and leaned against his ear.

Unexpectedly, many years later, there will be an opportunity to use this style.

Ding!

There was a soft sound.

The red flower sword suddenly bloomed with countless afterimages of red lines, like the last ray of the setting sun on the water surface, the arrogance faded, and it flew out.

The red thread flowed and flashed in front of Du Qijun in an instant, leaving only an afterimage in front of his eyes.

Safflowers chirping...

Lin Xin's voice came at this time.

Du Qijun stood there blankly, unconsciously touching his neck with his hand.

There was a trace of blood seeping out quickly.

In a trance, he seemed to hear some inexplicable voice, soft, slow, and extremely soft.

puff! !

Red flowers suddenly bloomed in front of his eyes.

Blood was scattered all over the place.

Safflower swordsmanship... Lin Xin quietly watched Du Qijun fall to the ground, and suddenly recalled the scene when he was in the underworld.

He suddenly missed Xiao Lingling very much.

I miss the soft smile she showed when she gently tied the red flower on the hilt of her sword.

With a long sigh, he suddenly lost interest, turned around and walked towards Fenghuai and the others. (to be continued ~^~)