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After a fierce collision.

The rain of pear blossom needles scattered all over the ground.

At the same time, there were a total of 3,122 flying swords stuck in the ground.

Like a tombstone for memorial.

"It seems that the quality control of the rain of pear blossom needles is not very good. The number of pear blossom needles in the three boxes is not consistent." Ye Lin said softly, with a slight smile on his face.

The three people from the Tang Sect looked at Ye Lin in shock.

They did not dare to answer Ye Lin's words.

There is indeed no regulation on how many pear blossom needles should be packed. As long as there are one thousand, it is enough.

But listen to Ye Lin's words.

He seemed to have seen how many there were in total at a glance!

What's more terrifying is that

Every silver needle was shot down by every flying sword.

In other words,

At that moment just now,

Ye Lin took in all the pear blossom needles.

Moreover,

He also used the flying sword to

accurately shoot down every pear blossom needle!

This terrifying ability made them tremble with fear!

The three of them took a step back at the same time.

Even more shocked than the three Tang Sect members.

were the three elders of Wushuang City!

Although they were not as good as Song Yanhui,

nor as good as Song Yanhui's genius apprentice Wushuang.

But they were still quite accomplished in the art of controlling swords.

Ye Lin's ability to control 100,000 swords in one breath had already shocked them.

Now Ye Lin's precise control ability was even more incredible.

Just now,

they even fantasized about capturing Ye Lin and obtaining this powerful sword-controlling technique from him.

Now thinking about it,

it was simply a joke!

Whether they could leave alive today was another matter!

"Are there any other means? If not, it's my turn."

Ye Lin's calm voice was like the whisper of the King of Hell, which made the eight people tremble all over.

"Use all your strength! Otherwise, we may die here today!"

Tang Yueluo's deep command was like the roar of a lion.

But their identities are not lions.

They are little white rabbits facing lions!

The eight people suddenly burst out with a very oppressive aura,

so strong that Xiao Se and others behind Ye Lin were amazed.

"If they had just used such strength to kill us, we probably wouldn't have survived until the junior master came back." Xiao Se murmured in a low voice.

The aura displayed by the eight people now.

It is several times stronger than just now!

"Huh? Then why didn't they kill us like this at the beginning?" Lei Wujie covered Tang Lian's mouth and asked with a puzzled face.

"Because they were lions before, and now they are rabbits!"

"What? What lion and rabbit?"

"Before, it was hunting, and now it's survival. Can it be the same?" Xiao Se rolled his eyes, wanting to give this guy who couldn't turn his brain a brain bang.

Lei Wujie scratched his head.

Still a little confused, but didn't ask any more questions.

Sikong Qianluo stared at Ye Lin blankly, muttering, "Ye Lin's momentum is so strong... I don't know how many times stronger it is than when he taught me the Hundred Strike of Liaoyuan."

Hundred Strike of Liaoyuan?

Xiao Se's heart moved.

He asked, "Is it the move you used to kill Xiaoyao Tianjing before?"

"Yes."

"The spearmanship that Ye Lin taught me."

"It's amazing. I even hurt my father with this move!"

Sikong Qianluo said proudly.

She actually knew it all along.

The competition that day broke her father's finger.

Moreover, the fracture didn't heal after two days.

In the end, Ye Lin was asked to heal it!

She knew it all along.

But,

Don't break up when things are tough.

As a daughter, you should be considerate of your father's face.

Xiao Se was quite surprised.

He originally thought that the Hundred Strike of Liaoyuan was taught by Sikong Changfeng.

Still sighing that the Spear Immortal is worthy of being called the Spear Immortal.

He can create such a powerful spear technique.

But now it seems.

Obviously he is totally wrong.

Such a powerful technique was created by Ye Lin!

"What weapon does Junior Master Uncle use? A spear?" Xiao Se looked at the rain of swords and murmured in a low voice, "It should be a sword..."

Xiao Se was a little confused.

If Ye Lin used a spear.

But how to explain the ability of controlling 100,000 swords?

But if Ye Lin used a sword.

Then how could he have such a domineering spear technique that "can kill Xiaoyao Tianjing with the Vajra Ordinary Realm"?

"It seems that I have never understood Junior Master's achievements in martial arts..."

"You are the only one who doesn't understand."

Ye Ruoyi touched her smooth jade-like face without any wounds and said softly, "Even we who have been with Ye Lin day and night don't know him very well."

Sikong Qianluo added, "Yes, Sister Ye and I only know that Ye Lin is very strong, but we don't know how strong he is."

Hua Jin also said unwillinglyHua Jin said,

"Anyway, it's amazing!"

"I was just on the mountain with my senior brother."

"It took less than fifty breaths to get back here!"

"And, and... my senior brother just made a huge stone disappear!"

Hua Jin's words

made the others even more surprised.

It took fifty breaths to get down the mountain.

Isn't this speed a bit abnormal?

And,

What does Hua Jin mean by "make the stone disappear"?

Why can't I understand?

Ye Lin looked at the eight people who were facing a great enemy with a cold expression.

He slowly spread his palms.

One hundred thousand flying swords were instantly divided to the left and right sides.

They surrounded the eight of them.

"One hundred thousand flying swords turn into a divine furnace!"

As Ye Lin clapped his hands together.

The flying swords on the left and right all flew down.

Just when the eight people released all their internal strength to transform the diamond shield with gas to block the torrential attack, they suddenly found that these flying swords did not attack them directly!

Instead, they began to rotate around them.

One layer was stacked on top of another.

One layer was wrapped around another layer!

In the blink of an eye, thirty-three layers had been formed, wrapping all eight people in it.

One layer rotated to the left, one layer rotated to the right, and so on, thirty-three layers were stacked back and forth.

Ye Lin stared at the flying sword furnace indifferently.

If you want to kill these eight people,

it couldn't be simpler.

Under the killing of 100,000 flying swords,

no matter how powerful they are, they can't survive.

The weight of 100,000 flying swords alone is enough to crush them to death!

But,

killing them like this is too easy for them.

Therefore,

he chose the 100,000 flying swords transformation furnace.

Using 100,000 flying swords as a furnace, he "refined" them abruptly!

Of course,

this kind of refining does not have the effect of smelting in an iron furnace.

Using the flying sword to cast the divine furnace,

can only strip away their internal energy.

But——

The process of stripping,

is like a school of piranhas biting flesh and blood, devouring it bit by bit,

When all the internal energy of a person is refined,

then he will become a disabled person permanently.

Moreover,

In the process of devouring the internal energy.

Although the flesh and blood are not injured, the pain is directly applied to the meridians.

Like a wire slowly passing through the meridians.

Like a rusty blunt knife scraping the muscles!

This,

is his real purpose!

Ye Lin at this time.

It is like the King of Hell holding the Book of Life and Death in hell.

Let them experience as much torture as they want in the eighteen levels of hell!