Illusory Sea Sect......

It's just an ordinary sect that can't be ordinary anymore.

He knows, Xu Yuanqing knows, Jiang Shan knows, and Luo Feng also knows.

Only Wu Yidao and Wu Ying's brothers and sisters don't know, and Jin Liang doesn't know either.

From the very beginning, Jin Liang thought that the Phantom Sea Sect was a very strong existence.

He also asked Lin Xiu, and Lin Xiu's answer was, an ordinary sect.

But he didn't believe it.

He felt that if he could cultivate a world-renowned genius like Lin Xiu, how could the Illusory Sea Sect be an ordinary sect?

It's certainly not ordinary, and it's not ordinary.

So he stood here, held his head high, and said very arrogantly.

So much so that others believe that the Phantom Sea Sect is really a very remarkable existence.

Lin Xiu was the most powerful genius of the Illusory Sea Sect.

It's embarrassing though.

However, it seems that the results were quite unexpected.

"The Phantom Sea Sect is just an ordinary sect! Nanyang Province's sect!" Suddenly, a disciple shouted loudly.

In the end, there is still knowing.

When the disciple shouted, everyone looked at him.

The disciple continued: "What a bullshit sect, the head of the Illusory Sea Sect is a garbage of the second turn of the Divine Bridge Realm!"

"You fart!" Jin Liang scolded: "The eldest of my family is a disciple of the Phantom Sea Sect, you dare to say that the Phantom Sea Sect is rubbish?"

The disciple scolded back: "Garbage is garbage, no matter what you say, you can't cover up the garbage of the Phantom Sea Sect!"

"Enough. Yang Ming waved his hand and stared at Lin Xiu: "No matter whether the sect behind you is strong or weak, it can't shake my determination today!"

He looked at Nangong Jin, his eyes narrowing slightly.

This woman is not in the realm of vanity.

But the strength should not be underestimated.

"Tired. Lin Xiu said softly.

Then, his hands were slowly raised to his chest and he began to change his handprints.

Ancient Swallowing Heaven Seal!

This is Lin Xiu's opinion, the only possibility is to hit Yang Ming's martial arts hard!

But it takes time to condense the mudra.

Lin Xiu had not yet completed the seal in less than a second.

Nangong Jin didn't speak, she took out a sword, the blade was raised, and it pointed at Yang Ming obliquely.

Under the coldness, the beauty is breathtaking.

"The sword is broken for nine days!" Yang Ming also drew his sword and slashed it down.

The blade rose in the air, and at the moment of condensation, only the crisp sound of "pop" sounded, and the space below was all shattered!

The milky white blade contains an endless netherworld that is intimidating.

Silent, as if walking in the dark night, in a trance, it is to take life.

Nangong Jin was dignified, his wrist shook slightly, and the long sword drew several jerky arcs, and there was also a cyan sword that flew out and collided with it.

The two of them made a move, but it was only a second.

Lin Xiu was still sealing, and the attacks of the two had already collided together.

"Boom!"

The sky shook and the earth shook, and the huge movement caused by the collision of the two swords made people feel an incomparably destructive aura.

Under the Void Realm, everyone was affected by this sword qi, and they were shocked and vomited blood, constantly retreating, and their faces were as white as paper!

"Puff puff!"

Everyone was shocked and inexplicable, clutching their chests and looking at the two in shock.

Yang Ming didn't move at all, while Nangong Jin floated and retreated hundreds of meters.

But in the next second, she stepped forward again and stood in front of Lin Xiu.

Seemingly, she seemed to be fine and unharmed.

But in fact, in her body, the breath has become weak.

The sword just now was the strongest blow she could unleash.

And Yang Ming's strength has not yet been fully displayed.

It is easy to distinguish which is strong and which is weak.

"But that's it. Yang Ming sneered and raised his sword again to slash down.

The sword that was hundreds of meters huge was like this, slashing down towards the top of her head and slashing down in the air.

Nangong Jin held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and his left hand was against the tip of the sword.

"Bang!"

The blade was cut down, and Nangong Jinqiao's face immediately turned white, and the blood spurted wildly and fell backwards.

She pursed her lips and looked at Lin Xiu, whose handprints were still changing, and hesitated in her heart.

Do you want to stay?

There is no point in staying now!

If she is strong, what awaits her is death!

"Go die!" Yang Ming laughed wildly, the third sword had already been cut off.

Nangong Jin's face was ugly, she was still hesitating in her heart, and she still couldn't make a choice.

It was very hard for her to believe.

Even she felt like she was crazy.

In this case, the most correct thing to do is to run!

As for Lin Xiu, he didn't have to worry about it.

However, instead of leaving, she hesitated.

From the moment she hesitated, she understood that she would not go.

"Lin Xiu, you owe me too much, you have to pay me back with your life in this life!" Nangong Jin said in a low voice, holding the sword again without hesitation.

At this moment, Lin Xiu suddenly spoke.

"Get out of the way!"

"Huh?" Nangong Jin looked at him, and for some reason, Lin Xiu's eyes and her heart suddenly skipped two beats.

"Ten walks!"

Lin Xiu did not retreat, but advanced, keeping a strange handprint with both hands, and his gaze locked on Yang Ming.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, it was completely an act of looking for death, and rushed towards Yang Ming.

Seeing that Yang Ming's sword move was about to be cut down, and when the distance was shortened to less than half a meter, Lin Xiu pushed forward slightly with both hands.

Suddenly, the handprint detached from his hands, condensed and formed, and pushed towards Yang Ming.

This was only the first seal of the Ancient Heaven Swallowing Seal, and it was also a mutilated version, and Lin Xiu couldn't attack it in a sonic way at all.

It is only possible to rely on mudras as a means of attack.

"I'm really looking for death!" Yang Ming shouted loudly.

Lin Xiu's handprint, without any aura fluctuations, was completely useless under Yang Ming's perception.

He was puzzled, which string was wrong with this kid?

After a few moments, he realized that he had been completely wrong.

"Sneer~"

The moment the handprint collided with the sword, the sword seemed to be immobilized by a spell, motionless and still, and let it be eaten by the handprint, devoured little by little.

Yes, it's devouring!

By the time the handprint had completely passed through the sword, it had already collapsed into the air.

Then, the handprint was imprinted on Yang Ming's chest at an extremely fast speed.

Yang Ming wanted to hide, but he couldn't.

The speed of the handprint is too fast.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and when Yang Ming reacted, the handprint had already fallen on his body.

After a short silence, Yang Ming roared heartbreakingly.

Yang Ming hugged his head with both hands, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, his hands were very hard, almost scratching his scalp, his nails were full of scalp and blood, and his hair was torn off by him one by one, which was unbearable.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, their mouths were open, and they felt very illusory and unreal.

Nangong Jin looked at Lin Xiu with a complicated look of shock in his eyes, and he wanted to know, what kind of martial arts was the handprint he had just made?