Lin Xiu's name was well known to the elders of the Sword Sect.

But not many people have actually seen him.

Although this elder is also ready, Lin Xiu will appear today.

But in his impression, he felt that once Lin Xiu appeared, he would definitely appear in the most arrogant way.

He just felt that Lin Xiu was a very arrogant and rampant kid.

But in fact, this is not the case.

Therefore, Lin Xiu was standing in front of him now, and he didn't feel that this young boy was Lin Xiu.

"When you're ready, let's shoot. The elder said lightly, just looking at him, and then withdrew his gaze.

Completely, did not pay attention to him.

Lin Xiu nodded.

The next second.

"Huh!"

His body vanished from its place.

The crowd of onlookers below let out a sound of surprise.

The elder finally reacted.

His pupils couldn't help but shrink, and he was shocked.

This kid, it's so fast!

Moreover, he actually felt the feeling of danger.

"Lin Xiu!"

The name came to mind for a moment.

He tried to find Lin Xiu's figure, but he couldn't find it at all.

With a sense of danger, he slapped his palm to his left.

"Bang!"

The palm slapped into the air, and a figure appeared on his right side.

"Huh!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a cold light stabbing at his throat.

And, the speed is too fast, there is no way to avoid it!

Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce the throat, the elder cried out in his heart, "My life is at rest!"

However, the expected pain did not come.

The elder looked down, and the dagger stopped an inch in front of his throat.

But the sharp sword qi released by the dagger still pierced the skin of his throat.

"Is the quota mine now?" Lin Xiu asked with a smile.

Below, there was silence.

And after Lin Xiu's words, there was a commotion.

"Damn, it's so fast!"

"Is this guy a pervert?"

"Even the elders of the Sword Sect can't win against him?"

"It's not that you can't win, but you're crushed!"

"Two people are not on the same level at all. ”

Everyone shook their heads and exclaimed.

Lin Xiu is too strong, strong and perverted, outrageous.

"The quota is yours. The elder let out a sigh of relief, suppressed the horror in his heart, took out the jade plaque from the ring, and handed it to him.

"What's your name?"

Lin Xiu put away the jade plate and said, "Lin Xiu." ”

Then, it's time to head down.

The elders did not chase either.

Sure enough, it was Lin Xiu.

Sure enough, it was him!

Before he saw it, he would feel in his heart that Lin Xiu's fame was likely to have great moisture.

It was only after the fight that I realized that there was no moisture at all.

This young man is definitely a genius among geniuses.

He hurriedly sent a message to the Great Elder to report the matter.

Feng Lun, who was sitting at the bottom of the mountain and waiting, also got the news.

"He's coming down, he's coming down!"

Feng Lun looked at Sword Mountain, and his killing intent became more and more intense.

Of course, Lin Xiu wouldn't go down the mountain now.

The quota has been obtained, but the Great Yan Sword has not been taken yet.

This quota is much simpler than he imagined.

The Sword Sect really didn't give itself any trouble at all, saving a lot of time.

He didn't think much about it, let alone think that the Sword Sect did it on purpose.

At this moment, where the Great Yan Sword is.

This will always be the most lively place in the Sword Sect.

It was full of people, at least thousands.

There are several times more than those competing for places.

In the center of the ruined rubble, a sword is inserted.

The sword looked unremarkable, slanted into the rubble.

On the body of the sword, there are even rusty stains, like rusty pieces of iron.

The hilt of the sword was wrapped in a circle, something resembling twine.

No matter how you look at it, this seems to be an ordinary sword that can't be more ordinary.

But just such an ordinary sword, hundreds of meters away, and the monks who were slightly weaker in cultivation could feel the sharp aura coming from the sword.

Give them the feeling that as long as they get closer, they will be torn apart and devoured by the sword qi!

"I'll try!"

A middle-aged man in his forties, he stepped out of the crowd and walked towards the Great Yan Sword.

His pace was very fast, two hundred meters away, and in less than a moment of breath, he had already appeared in front of the Great Yan Sword.

"This person, at least in the Ning Dan Realm!"

"Nonsense, it's not Ning Dan Realm, he can't get that close at all. ”

"I see that this person's eyes are restrained and his breath is extraordinary, and I guess it is really possible to pull it out. ”

"Don't dream, even the powerhouse of the Void Realm may not be able to pull it out, which onion is he?"

Everyone was talking.

"Drink!"

The man reached out and grasped the hilt of his sword, and then, his body sank down, and he drew his sword vigorously.

However, the Great Yan Sword did not move at all.

And the man's face was already red.

He still didn't want to give up, and the momentum on his body exploded wildly, using the strength to eat.

"Bang!"

A sword aura slammed into the man like a meteor.

The man quickly stepped backwards, his legs scratching two long drag marks on the ground before he could stabilize his body.

"Poof!" he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, clutching his chest, his face slightly pale.

Everyone shook their heads, this is the nineteenth today.

Every day someone goes up, then fails, and then is injured by the sword qi.

There is no exception.

On the other side of the Great Yan Sword, there was an elder who sat in a chair and occasionally glanced at this side.

But just look at it.

I didn't take it seriously at all.

He didn't think that anyone would be able to pull out the Great Yan Sword.

It's not something that can be done humanly.

Marvel?

Oh, maybe there will be.

But definitely not in this group.

"Get out of here!"

Suddenly, a shout full of arrogance and disdain rang out from outside the crowd.

I saw a young man with three old men walking over.

The crowd was dissatisfied, and some said, "The place is so big, what kind of shelf is there?"

The young man paused, turned his head, looked for prestige, and instantly locked on to the person who spoke.

"Are you talking to Ben?"

The man snorted lightly and said, "It's me, how?"

"Not how!" the man smirked and snapped out.

The right arm is like an evil dragon going out to sea, carrying the power that makes people panic and palpitate, and the fist is like a bamboo, and even the air makes a tearing sound.

"Bang!"

One punch!

Boom in the man's chest.

"Click!"

He couldn't react at all, and his sternum was broken inch by inch by this gravity, and every inch of flesh and bone was dented, not as good as a human being.

"Hiss~"

The others hurriedly retreated, not daring to approach.

This is not a place to compete for places, you can kill.

But most people will take care of the face of the Sword Sect and will not choose to do it here.

And this man obviously doesn't even give the face of the Sword Sect.

And, I do my own thing, and my temper is quite big.

If you don't agree with each other, you will kill people directly!

(End of chapter)