The three mad blade tornadoes were completely separated from each other, and they also completely blocked Lin Lang's offensive route.

"Blade Tornado...... I heard that it was a martial art left behind by the Holy Spirit Realm powerhouse Yufeng Zhenren after his death, and it was later obtained by Lord Li Shanhe. Lord Lin Lang, it's dangerous. ”

Deacon Qin clenched his fists unconsciously. How could the martial arts left behind by the powerhouses of the Holy Spirit Realm be mortal?The Crazy Blade Tornado was too much better than the Flame Sword Duel in terms of power and attack range.

The leaves rustled from the strong wind blown by the three mad blade tornadoes, and the corners of the clothes and hair of the disciples in the audience fluttered with them.

Lin Lang, who was standing on the stage, felt the most obvious wind pressure. He leaned forward, his back slightly bent, barely holding his body steady and making sure he wasn't blown back directly by the wind.

And the Blade Tornado is more than just coercion. You can feel a strong sword intent from the wind. If one is not careful, I am afraid that it will be directly torn apart by the messy sword intent!

"Li Shanhe won. ”

Chifeng said lightly. He had thought about resisting this move. But no matter what method he used, he couldn't get half a step close to the wind wall. Once he got closer, Ling Yan's sword intent would cut through his skin. In the end, I can only be squeezed off the stage by the gradually approaching wind wall!

Li Shanhe didn't even need to do it himself, he just had to wait quietly on the other side of the round platform.

Do you want to use the power of time stopping...... Lin Lang carefully looked at the wind wall that was gradually approaching him, and he was a little powerless.

"Qing'er, what is the maximum range of reincarnation mirror power??"

"With your current strength, you can only draw a circle of ten feet centered on yourself. It's impossible to control the three tornadoes!"

Qing'er said.

"That'...... So what to do. Then I won't be able to get close to him at all, and sooner or later I'll be forced out of power by Tatsumaki!"

Lin Lang encountered a difficult problem for the reincarnation mirror for the first time, and he couldn't help but be a little flustered.

Mu Zhiyuan in the audience seemed to see Lin Lang's worry, and his heart was even more in his throat. I secretly prayed for Lin Lang in my heart.

Senior Brother Lin Lang, come on!

......

"Look at the way you are flustered! The opponent is only level 10 of the Spirit Spirit! Besides, what kind of mad blade tornado is this...... It's not a powerful martial art. It's just a little trick. ”

Hearing Qing'er's words, Lin Lang was speechless for a while.

"Then you tell me how to solve it!"

"Hmph! ”

Qing'er shrugged her little nose, stretched out three white and tender fingers, and showed a bright smile on her little face.

"Okay, good!!, don't say it's three, as long as you can help me break this trick, don't say it's three, I'll buy it for you ten!"

Lin Lang hurriedly agreed, and at this time, the tornado was already approaching him, and Ling Yan's sword intent cut his clothes and scratched his skin. It was like two moves with Li Yunchuan.

"Don't worry, listen to me first. ”

After Lin Lang agreed, Qing'er showed a look of satisfaction and said patiently for Lin Lang.

"I have to say that fighting on such a round platform is very beneficial to a large-scale attack like Li Shanhe. ”

"Ordinary people may be planted here, but you are different. ”

Qing'er closed her eyes as she spoke, and when she opened it again, it was already a golden glow.

The golden pupils made Qing'er more sacred, like a messenger sent from heaven to pity everything in the world.

At this time, when Qing'er looked at the dragon scroll again, the violent aura turned into thousands of threads in her eyes, moving very regularly.

Among these thousands of wisps of energy, only the energy on the left side of the tornado is rich, as if a sphere full of this energy is continuously transporting energy to the tornado.

"Found it!" Qing'er closed her eyes, and the color of her pupils returned to normal.

"What did you find?" asked Lin Lang.

"Four inches to the left of the center of the tornado is the eye of the tornado. Use your sword to ignite it, and the tornado will naturally collapse. ”

"Eye of the Storm??"

"Hmm. I have already used the Reincarnation Realm to shine a light on his weakness, which is the core of this Eye of the Storm!

"I see. Lin Lang took a deep breath, and then tried his best to catch the "eye of the wind" that Qing'er said with his eyes.

In the eyes of the onlookers, Lin Lang stood there stunned at the moment, neither making a move nor resisting, but staring straight at the wind wall.

And the three tornadoes in front of him were getting closer and closer to him, and even cut thin cuts on his face.

"Move!!If you don't move, you won't have a chance!"

"Hahahaha, look stupid. I guess, Senior Brother Lin Lang has already given up, and he doesn't dare to step forward, lest he get hurt!"

All the disciples were disdainful, originally thinking that this would be a wonderful battle, but they didn't expect Lin Lang to stand there without moving.

"Senior Brother Lin Lang, what are you doing?" Mu Zhiyuan frowned, and his small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes, looking extremely nervous.

"It's useless. No matter what you do now, it's in vain...... That kind of trick, that kind of trick is not flawed at all!!" Chifeng's voice suddenly trembled.

Back then, the same tricks, the same scene. Chifeng chose to rush up.

He tried in vain to carry it with his flesh.

But when you really enter the wind, it is another terrifying feeling. It's not the wind that's terrifying, it's the sword intent hidden in the wind.

Countless sword intents slashed towards Chi Feng's body from all directions, and he wanted to raise the Red Dragon Sword to parry, but he had no angle or chance at all.

Although the lethality of each sword intent is not great, when thousands of small sword intents are gathered together, there is no way to dodge at all.

Chi Feng found that the swordsmanship he had learned in the past was useless. As long as you are in the wind, you are like a naked soldier who has lost his armor and can only be slaughtered!

"Maybe it's smart not to resist. Chifeng said in an inaudible voice.

But as soon as his words fell, Lin Lang had already stepped out.

"Hahahaha, come on, come on, step in! Let me see your strength!!"

Li Shanhe's eyes were full of excitement. He wished that Lin Lang would come in quickly. Once an opponent of the same level is involved in a mad blade tornado, the least injured one will lie in bed for a few days and can't get up!

Lin Lang, you owe my brother, it's time to pay it back!!

In Li Shanhe's cruel smile, Lin Lang stepped towards the mad blade tornado step by step.

The sword intent cut thin blood marks on his skin, but he didn't retreat in the slightest, and tightly held the Silver Moon Sword in his hand.

It can be seen that the fiery red flames are gathering at the tip of the sword again, and the sound of popping is also sounded.

"It's the eighteenth style! It's that trick again!!"

The onlookers shouted.

"Hmph, you don't think your flames can blow my tornado apart, do you??hahahaha!!"

Li Shanhe held his stomach and laughed.

Lin Lang just narrowed his eyes slightly: "If you can't blow it up, you will know if you try it." ”