Chapter Ninety-Three: A Sword

Sikong Lai was forced into a desperate situation, Lynch did not rely on the long sword, so he forced Sikong Lai to retreat step by step, and if this continued, sooner or later he would die at the hands of Lynch. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

A pitch-black elixir was swallowed, and the violent energy burst out from Sikong Lai's body, instantly rushing away from the nine-rank martial artist, reaching the level of a first-grade martial spirit.

"Breaking the Forbidden Pill!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Lynch's mouth, and he smelled the smell of the Forbidden Breaking Pill, this is a forbidden medicine, not a time of life and death, no one wants to use it.

Once you take it, you will stay in this realm for the rest of your life, and you will not be able to take a step forward in promotion, Sikong will cut off your own back road, and killing Lynch is the goal.

The students around were also stunned, and many of them showed a look of horror, no wonder they dared to come to the battle, it turned out that there was such a thing as the Forbidden Breaking Pill on their bodies.

Ding Dong Xiu frowned in the distance, it was originally a normal life-and-death battle, because of a forbidden pill, it had changed its taste, and it was commonplace to come to the ninth grade, facing the eighth-grade martial artist, and still taking this pill, in fact, he had already lost.

Who in the Tianyan Continent can do things according to the rules and survive the fittest, and this kind of life-and-death battle, survival is the goal.

The corners of Zhang Qiu's mouth showed an arc, and the moment Sikong came to take the Forbidden Breaking Pill, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually revealed, as if he had expected it a long time ago.

Tu Bofan and the others were a little disheartened, Sikong Lai was forced by Lynch to fight back, realized that something was wrong, and suddenly the momentum climbed to the first rank of martial arts, and the three of them cheered.

Ayou, Qin Lan and the others all looked worried, although the three of them had seen Lynch's strength, after all, this was a platform of life and death, different from fighting demon beasts, humans were more cunning.

"Sikonglai, do you think that if you swallow a forbidden pill and reach the martial spirit realm, I won't be able to kill you?"

Lynch sneered, and a long sword appeared, but he didn't take out Wu Ping's long sword, once he took it out, Zhang Qiu would definitely make a big fuss, saying that he killed Wu Ping, and then use the power of the law enforcement team to suppress Lynch.

An ordinary long sword is enough to kill the commonplace!

"Lynch, I admit that you are very strong, but it should be over, I didn't expect that today I would personally strangle a genius, even if it is worth swallowing a forbidden pill!"

Sikong Lai knows better than anyone that the disadvantages of swallowing the Forbidden Breaking Pill are running out, and he must take advantage of the time of a stick of incense to kill Lynch.

"Sometimes too blind self-confidence can kill yourself!"

Sikong Lai's face was confident, Lynch did not forget to say a word, the long sword pointed to the sky, and the slightest sword intent erupted from above, like a sword pointing at the sky, dancing the world!

Many people's eyes shrank, attracted by Lynch's sword momentum, people have momentum, mountains have mountain potential, and swords have sword potential, each potential is different, but the meaning is the same.

Some superiors, once they exude their own potential, will exert great psychological pressure on their subordinates.

Some unattainable giant peaks will give people an unclimbable momentum and make people feel extremely small.

The sword is the same, it has its own sword momentum, that kind of terrifying sword momentum is like a flood beast, crushing towards Sikong Lai, even if the opponent reaches the first rank of martial spirit, when encountering Lynch's sword momentum, all the momentum collapses.

When the sword momentum was formed, both the mentor and those students were attracted by Lynch's sword momentum, and it was extremely difficult for even high-level martial spirits to do it, but Lynch appeared.

"This sword is not simple, it is commonplace and dangerous!"

Wang Meng stroked his beard, attracted by Lynch's sword, and let out bursts of admiration.

The other mentors nodded one after another, even if Sikong Lai had reached the first-grade martial spirit, no one was optimistic, which was very strange.

Even those students thought so, just from the perspective of the situation, Lynch had an absolute advantage, suppressed Sikong Lai, and could not resist.

Sikong Lai stood opposite, his momentum getting weaker and weaker, and the martial spirit coercion that had just been formed, under Lynch's long sword, disappeared into invisibility, and was actually suppressed alive.

Whether in terms of will or momentum, Lynch will stabilize him, and he will not give Sikong a chance to turn the tables at all.

Can't wait, Sikong is afraid to wait, I'm afraid I don't even have the courage to shoot, Lynch's sword, he can hardly find a flaw, even if he shoots from any angle, it will be broken by Lynch.

This is an incomparable sword, a sword of the heavens, a sword of the return of death, and a sword of destruction!

"Come on, let's make a move, let you know thoroughly today that from the beginning you provoked me, it was doomed to today's ending!"

Lynch's momentum climbed to the peak, and on his long sword, it condensed into a trace of sword intent, and when the sword intent came out, the surroundings were suddenly in chaos.

"Sword intent, this is sword intent!"

Some people are crazy, if they were still jealous of Lynch just now, but at this moment, they don't even have the qualifications to be jealous.

Eight Rank Martial Masters, comprehended a wisp of sword intent, and those mentors also showed a look of shock, Lynch's talent, conquered everyone in ten days.

Ding Dong Xiaozui was surprised that he couldn't close it, Lynch is only sixteen years old this year, the eighth-grade martial artist, he is definitely a genius among geniuses, plus he has comprehended the sword intent, and now it doesn't take a month, and he has surpassed the ghost bamboo.

"Lynch, give me death!"

Sikong Lai brewed into a peerless sword, exuding the aura of jumping to the sky, his body turned into a meteor, and went straight to Lynch, the violent momentum formed a strong force, making a bang, sweeping around.

The students who were close couldn't bear those energies, and were forced to retreat a little bit, and even some of them were cut out of wounds by the ruthless sword qi on their bodies, which was shocking.

Lynch was indifferent, the runes on his body flickered, the sword intent surged, his eyes became colder and colder, swallowing the Forbidden Breaking Pill, and opened many tricks in Sikong Lai's body, which seemed to be a first-grade martial spirit, and his strength was already approaching that of a second-grade martial spirit.

"Slash!"

Lynch's long sword fell, and he couldn't see any trajectory moving, this was an unpredictable sword of the gods, and it was also a sword of the return of the gods, so that people's eyes could not touch the posture of the sword.

"Click!"

The fury that had just formed around him made a clicking sound, and it was split by Lynch's sword, and a vacuum channel appeared in front of him, and the sword qi that came over from the sky was ruthlessly torn apart by Lynch.

The bluestone in the ring is cracking inch by inch, and after today's battle, it is estimated that it will have to be repaired again.

Stop!

The wind was raging all around, and there were sword shadows everywhere in the ring, Lynch seemed to be incarnated, and those sword shadows were all condensed by him alone, covering the sky and blocking the sight of countless people.

When thousands of long swords gathered together and turned into a murderous sword, everyone saw it clearly, Lynch's long sword appeared in front of Sikong Lai, a wisp of blood shot out, and a wound appeared on Si Kong Lai's neck.

Lynch didn't stab it directly, just an inch, cut his throat, and he was sure to die.

In just one move, it ended like this, it seemed simple, but it was an extremely thrilling battle, and before I knew it, someone's back was wet.

They were attracted by Lynch's sword, forgetting the time and thinking, and fell silent into that mood.

There are not too many collisions, no hearty fights, and no ups and downs.

Gorgeous footwork, tall posture, and a peerless sword, this is the interpretation of Lynch at this moment!

Sikong Lai was stunned, his body was motionless, because he didn't dare to move, and if he moved, Lynch's long sword could penetrate his body.

Zhang Qiu was stunned, originally waiting for cheers, thinking that Sikong Lai would kill Lynch, but now the boss with his mouth open can stuff a stinky duck egg, and the bitter taste makes him exude a cold and murderous aura all over his body.

Tu Bofan and the three wanted to celebrate, and when they saw Sikong Lai breaking through the Martial Spirit Realm, they had actually begun to cheer and celebrate in advance.

Jiang Liu's expression suddenly became extremely gloomy again, and the speed at which things changed exceeded their thinking, and they could never keep up with Lynch's footsteps.

Of course!

There were also people who showed a look of relief, Lynch was still so powerful, such as Ayu, such as Yuwenyan, they all witnessed Lynch kill the third-order demon beast.

So they didn't feel surprised or surprised by this scene, but thought it was normal.

Shangguan Feiyun's small mouth suddenly showed a playful smile, and a pair of beautiful eyes quietly admired Lynch, this man gave her too many surprises, and also made her more and more curious about Lynch.

"Sikong Lai, you didn't expect things to end like this, did you?"

The corners of Lynch's mouth were mocking, ten days ago, Sikong Lai wanted to kill Lynch, but it was Duanmu Shen's eldest sister who came to the rescue, otherwise Lynch would definitely die.

Ten days later, on the Dragon and Tiger stage, Lynch reversed the scene of the day, and in ten days, too many things happened, which was enough to change the fate of many people's lives.

Sikong Lai's face was hideous, he hated, hated why didn't he kill Lynch earlier, the eight-grade talent, it turned out to be really so terrifying.

"Lynch, if you kill me, you will not die well!"

Sikong came to ask for mercy, but found that he didn't know how to say it, and instead let out a terrible scream.

"What do you mean I don't dare kill you?"

Lynch smiled, smiling very evilly, like a sunny young man, looking harmless to humans and animals, and he couldn't get in touch with the murderous Lynch just now.

Sikong Lai was dumbfounded, what qualifications did he have to threaten Lynch, it seemed that he didn't, and the original sense of superiority suddenly disappeared.

He only joined Qingyun Mansion two years earlier than Lynch, and it took Lynch ten days to complete what he had only completed in two years, and the expression on Sikong Lai's face was even more ugly.

"Lynch, you're really going to kill me!"

Sikong Lai is afraid, he is really afraid, in the face of death, no one is not afraid, he is also a human being, so he naturally has a heart of fear.

"Of course!"

Lynch's expression suddenly returned to coldness, without a trace of emotion, today is a good opportunity to make an example, I hope that those who fight their own ideas can be more restrained.

"Lynch, you don't want to die!"

Sikong Lai let out a cruel grin, with a vicious look, even if it was death, he would curse Lynch, because from Lynch's eyes, he saw that death was gradually coming.

"It's a pity you won't see that day!"

Lynch had no sorrow or joy, the long sword in his hand suddenly moved, and the gorgeous blood flowers were like red blood plums floating in winter, gorgeous and colorful.