Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Lin Wujiu felt cold sweat trickling down his forehead. This time, he truly felt the terror of Li Guanqi.

Every time he drew his sword, no matter the angle, it was as if the other party could foresee it in advance!

This feeling of not being able to exert his full strength was extremely frustrating.

He was even forced back every time he drew his sword halfway.

Li Guanqi's scolding rang in his ears.

"Feel it with your heart!! You still have time to be distracted!"

Before the words faded, two sword lights instantly crossed.

Two bloody wounds appeared on his chest.

Stimulated by the pain, Lin Wujiu finally came back to his senses, feeling a burst of fear.

Immediately afterward, he began to feel the changes in Li Guanqi's sword momentum, the angle of his strikes, and his adjustments to his own position.

Lin Wujiu was shocked to discover...

From the beginning of the sparring match, he had been led by the nose by Li Guanqi, and even the distance was within Li Guanqi's calculations!

A cold sweat broke out on his back, and a sword light flashed past his nose in an instant.

Immediately afterward, the blade slashed horizontally!!

Puchi!!

This sword cut open a bloody gash on the bridge of Lin Wujiu's nose.

Li Guanqi's deep voice slowly sounded.

"If you get distracted again, I won't hold back."

Lin Wujiu's heart trembled, and he concentrated all his attention on the sparring match between the two.

But no matter what he did, he felt like a trapped beast in a spider web, and the more he struggled, the more he felt a sense of powerlessness.

The powerful pressure coming from all directions made his whole body tense to the extreme.

Boom!!

With a single sword strike, Lin Wujiu sent Li Guanqi flying, allowing himself to catch his breath. Upon internal inspection, he discovered that he had consumed nearly 60% of his immortal essence.

But Li Guanqi still looked as calm as ever!!

"What a terrifying amount of immortal essence!"

Huff...

Lin Wujiu took a deep breath and decided to go all out.

Whether it was sword dao attainment or immortal essence reserves, he was inferior to the other party.

In this situation, he could only choose to break through with force!!

What's more...

A sense of fear had already arisen in his heart.

He was afraid that if he continued like this, his dao heart would collapse, and he would never be able to face strong enemies again!!

The five ancient rings on his right hand bloomed with light, and Lin Wujiu's aura began to climb wildly.

Li Guanqi dispersed his spiritual sword, held the Red Lotus tightly in his hand, and narrowed his eyes.

"I still have to suppress him a bit more..."

Thinking of this, Li Guanqi unleashed a shocking sword intent at this moment!!!

This sword intent penetrated the magic artifact and circled above the Lin family.

In an instant, the entire Qinzhou City noticed a ten-thousand-foot thundercloud gathering above the Lin Mansion!!

The thunderclouds rolled, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and a violent wind raged!!!

Lin Jinting suddenly stood up in his study!!

"This is... the sword intent of a peak Soul Realm!!!"

"Good kid, hiding so deeply!"

Thinking of this, the man put down the brush and ink in his hand and disappeared into the study in a flash.

With a wave of his hand, he laid down a ten-thousand-foot barrier in the sky, shielding the aura from the outside world.

Inside the magic artifact.

Lin Wujiu's pupils shrank to the size of needles, his jade crown shattered, his long hair danced wildly, and his robes clung tightly to his body, rustling.

At this moment, Lin Wujiu felt like he was a small boat on a stormy sea!!

Huge waves crashed down beside him, and he felt like he could capsize at any moment.

His face was slightly pale, and his eyes were filled with fear.

He didn't expect the gap between his and Li Guanqi's sword dao to be so large.

But precisely because of this, the arrogance in Lin Wujiu's heart completely burst forth.

Forcing him to release his most powerful sword intent power!!!

A ten-foot-tall bloody illusory figure gradually appeared behind Li Guanqi!!

The tall phantom looked down at Lin Wujiu.

The pressure suddenly increased, Lin Wujiu's knees slowly bent, his eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth were clenched.

Veins bulged on his forehead, and Lin Wujiu let out bursts of low roars.

Boom!!!!!!

Violent sword intent surrounded him, crisscrossing.

In an instant, the two heard only a dense and rapid sound of metal clashing.

But Li Guanqi was still not satisfied, and at this moment, he put on the ghost mask, held Blood Nether in his hand, and intimidated people!!!

Thunder and flames surged behind him, like a monstrous wave.

The corners of Lin Wujiu's mouth overflowed with blood, Li Guanqi's appearance combined with his aura, exuding an evil aura, as if facing a hellish demon.

The moment fear arose, he bit his tongue and forcibly expelled it!!!

"I... Lin Wujiu, I am not afraid of anyone in this life!!!"

Along with a low roar, Lin Wujiu's robe tore, and his skin was cut with sword energy, creating bloody marks.

But he was using all his strength to slowly lift his foot.

He took a step forward against the terrifying pressure that Li Guanqi unleashed!!!

And it was this step...

Boom!!!

Another sword intent soared into the sky, breaking through the ceiling of the cultivation chamber.

The surging sword intent stirred up the wind and clouds, and actually occupied a part of the sky in the turbulent sea of clouds.

Lin Jinting stood in mid-air, his mouth slightly open, his eyes full of disbelief.

Because he truly felt that this Soul Realm sword intent was emitted by Lin Wujiu!!!

Lin Wujiu was completely immersed in his sword dao, the immortal essence in his body flowed, and the Nine Cauldrons Piercing Sun Sword Art operated on its own.

Nine bucket-sized golden scorching suns floated on his shoulders.

Li Guanqi narrowed his eyes, and three immortal rhyme ribbons appeared on his shoulders, fluttering in the wind.

Facing the surging Lin Wujiu, he was not afraid at all under the ghost mask.

Perhaps the pressure Li Guanqi gave was too strong, the ancient rings on Lin Wujiu's right hand shattered one after another.

In the blink of an eye, only one cracked ancient ring remained!!

Lin Jinting felt Lin Wujiu's aura approaching the peak of the Profound Immortal Realm, and his face suddenly changed drastically!!

But before he could open his mouth to stop him, another aura comparable to a Celestial Immortal exploded!!!

The power of the two penetrated the clouds, overflowing slightly, and a trace of cold sweat appeared on Lin Jinting's temples.

"What the hell are these two little brats trying to do!!!"

Li Guanqi suppressed his aura to the peak of the Profound Immortal Realm, and faced the attacking Lin Wujiu, he unleashed his sword one after another!!!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom!!!!!!

The sword light was like a heavy rain falling from the sky, so fast that it was blurred.

The Blood Nether in Li Guanqi's hand showed the state of Soul Release, and the sword芒 spat out.

He slashed out seven swords in a row, but Li Guanqi resisted them head-on!!

The tiger's mouths of both of them were cracked, and blood was dripping.

But they were both immersed in the battle at this time and did not notice it at all.

Eighth sword!!

Li Guanqi's expression was stern, the fangs of the ghost mask opened slightly, lightning flashed, and his blood eyes were blazing.

"Purgatory Asura · Ghost's Wrath!!"

Boom!!!

Li Guanqi's footsteps shifted slightly, and a red-haired fierce ghost appeared behind him!!!

Two figures crossed each other, and a large piece of flesh was instantly torn from Lin Wujiu's shoulder.

And Li Guanqi's chest was also slashed by a sword!!

The two stopped at the same time and turned around suddenly.

Ninth sword! Scorching Sun Burns the Sky!!

The dazzling sword light illuminated the emptiness of the entire magic artifact like daylight.

Lin Wujiu's aura also reached its peak at this moment, this sword... can cut down a Celestial Immortal!!!!

Seeing this, Li Guanqi did not dare to be careless, and exhaled a turbid breath.

Between the rise and fall of his chest, the voice from his mouth was as hoarse as a厉鬼呢喃.

"Purgatory Asura · Dark Prison!"