Chapter Seventy-Three: Nine Swords Kill

"High Soul Gathering Period!"

Ling Yun's pupils shrank, and he exclaimed in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Senior Brother Lin is really strong."

Wang Hai, who was standing beside Lin Jian, was suppressed by this breath, his breath stagnated, his face turned red, and he hurriedly dodged and walked to the side, looking at Lin Jian, with a look of adoration in his eyes.

The cultivation of Youlin Fan's body level was slightly flushed by this breath, his nose was gasping with difficulty, his chest was floating up and down, and the twin peaks were quite annoyingly shaking.

Mu Qingxuan observed Youlin's condition, and with a wave of his jade hand, Youlin felt the pressure on his body disappear suddenly.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Mu"

Yu Lin gulped out of the air and spoke.

Mu Qingxuan smiled slightly, and the smile on his face bloomed like a flower, "Senior Sister You, I told you not to come at the beginning, you have to come!" “

The corner of Yu Lin's mouth smiled: "There is still more than half a year to go before the sect competition, and I want to promote it to the spirit gathering period before the sect competition."

Mu Qingxuan shook his head slightly, and complained: "Which master of yours is really not a thing, he even messed up a marriage and asked you to marry your junior brother, and now your junior brother is not seen."

Hearing Ling Yun, You Lin suddenly chuckled in his heart and said, "The master said that he went to the Spirit Beast Mountain Range, and the date of the life and death ring between him and Chang Hao is approaching, and you will be able to meet him then."

"When I saw him, I had to teach him a good lesson for you, so I left you alone!" Mu Qingxuan's face turned cold and said.

You Lin shook her head slightly and didn't say anything, she was also worried about Ling Yun in her heart, when she came out of the sect, You Lin heard from her master that Chang Hao was already at the peak of the ninth level of the mortal body.

And that time Chang Hao was a blessing in disguise, and he bred thunder attribute attacks at the mortal body level, and his combat power increased several times, I heard from the master that Chang Hao can now defeat the Gathering Spirit Period with the ninth level of the mortal body, and was favored by the Great Elder of the Inner Gate and accepted as a disciple, with the guidance of the Great Elder, Chang Hao's cultivation speed can definitely fly thousands of miles.

If Ling Yun knew that he had brought such a great blessing to Chang Hao that time, I don't know if he would regret his death.

"Boy, how do you want to die?" Lin Jian stroked the sword body and sneered.

Ling Yun raised his eyebrows and mocked, "The disciples of the Canghai Sect are really the same, their words are rampant, they just don't know what their strength is!" “

"Looking for Death"

Lin Jian's face was furious when he heard Ling Yun's taunt, and a trace of hideousness flashed on his demonic face.

"Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you and die under my sword, you are proud enough"

Lin Jian sneered, a sword stabbed out, and a sharp sword aura flew out from the tip of the long sword and rushed towards Ling Yun.

"Bang Dang"

Ling Yun drew out his big sword and blocked it in front of him, blocking the young man's sword qi down, and a shock force made Ling Yun secretly exclaim in his heart: "The inner disciple is really not simple!"

"Hey, the strength is good, it's so easy to block"

Lin Jian held the long sword in his hand and looked at Ling Yun to play with taste.

"Pick it up"

Lin Jian's body suddenly burst out, and the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed at Ling Yun like a poisonous snake.

In the face of such a sharp sword, Ling Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and the big sword in his hand also stabbed out, stabbing towards Lin Jian.

"Qiang"

Lin Jian's long sword stabbed together with Ling Yun's big sword, making a metallic collision sound.

"Roll"

Lin Jian shouted angrily, his palm suddenly strengthened, Ling Yun only felt a strong force coming, and the whole person took a few steps backwards.

"Whoosh"

Lin Jian stepped on the ground, making a "bang" sound, and his body rushed towards Lingyun like a cheetah.

"Dead"

Approaching Ling Yun, Lin Jian stretched out his long sword and stabbed Ling Yun in a tricky manner.

Faced with such a tricky sword move, Ling Yun had no choice but to block it again and again with the big sword in his hand.

"Qiang, Qiang..."

The sound of metal collision sounded one after another, and Ling Yun's footsteps kept retreating.

"Thunderstep"

Suddenly, Ling Yun's eyes condensed slightly, and when Lin Jian's long sword paused, his footsteps slammed on the ground, and a deafening thunder flew out of his feet, and the whole person flashed out of Lin Jian's attack range and disappeared.

"Five Flame Palms"

Ling Yun appeared strangely behind Lin Jian, and his palm emitted a pale red light, patting Lin Jian's back.

"Flutter"

With a slap on his back, Lin Jian stumbled under his feet, and appeared in the open space a few meters away, so that he would not be so embarrassed.

"Wow... So handsome"

When the female disciple of the Canghai Sect saw Lin Jian's move, her eyes immediately turned peachy and worshiped.

"Bastard, I slapped you"

Lin Jian stood on the ground and said with an ugly face.

It was easy to deal with the early stage of Lingyun's Gathering Soul Period with his Gathering Spirit, but he didn't expect to suffer a loss, and Lingyun's palm brought shame to Lin Jian.

In the high stage of the Gathering Spirit Period, he could still take a slap in the early stage of the Gathering Spirit Period, if this was introduced into the sect, where would he put his face? Those people in the Canghai Sect were waiting to see their jokes.

If you let those people know that the third place of the inner disciple of the hall can still suffer a loss in the early stage, wouldn't it make those people have their own laughing stock? Lin Jian's heart couldn't bear the shame brought by Ling Yun.

"The shame you have brought me, then you will disappear!" Lin Jian's face was gloomy.

"Yellow Rank Intermediate Martial Technique: Nine Sword Kill!"

The aura in Lin Jian's body was running wildly, the long sword exuded a faint light, and a terrifying aura emanated.

"It's over!"

Mu Qingxuan shook his head slightly when he saw this scene, and secretly sighed that a genius had fallen.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Lin Jian raised his long sword and stabbed nine swords in space in a row, but if the long sword didn't stab a single sword, there would be a sword shadow that would stay in the air instead of dissipating.

And these sword shadows, Ling Yun felt as if they were substance, exuding an aura that made them feel a little dangerous.

"Nine Fingers"

Ling Yun's face was anxious, and he hurriedly used his nine fingers!

"Go"

When the Nine Swords were stabbed, Lin Jian's long sword pointed at Ling Yun and shouted softly.

"Whew"

The shadow of the sword roared in the air, piercing the air with a loud wind-breaking sound and piercing Lingyun.

"Nine Fingers"

When the sword shadow was about to come, Ling Yun suddenly slapped the nine-fingered palm in his hand towards the sword shadow.

"Bang"

An earth-shattering explosion sounded, and the dust in the sky flew up, and the wave-like fluctuations quickly dispersed around.

"That's right, the Nine Fingers of the Canghai Sect can actually allow you to cultivate to this point, which can be regarded as a genius." Lin Jian exclaimed when he saw that Ling Yun was able to use his five-fingered nine-fingered palm.

At the beginning, he had also cultivated the Nine Finger Palm, but when he cultivated to the fourth finger, he couldn't condense the fifth finger, and he wanted to forcibly condense the fifth finger, but his own body was not strong enough, and if he forcibly used the five fingers, he might explode to death because he couldn't bear so much aura.

"But do you think five fingers can stop it? If you are in the high stage of the Spirit Gathering Period, even I have to avoid its edge in the face of this move, but now..."The corners of Lin Jian's mouth hooked up a sneer.

"Whoosh"

As soon as Lin Jian's words fell, a sword shadow suddenly flew out of the dust and stabbed straight towards Ling Yun.

The sharp aura of the sword shadow made Ling Yun's pupils shrink.

And Ling Yun thought that the Nine Finger Palm would be able to resist the "Nine Sword Kill", but he didn't expect the Nine Sword Kill to be so powerful, even the Nine Finger Palm couldn't stop its edge.

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