Whew!

A sword shadow turned into four in an instant, and with a roaring momentum, it swept towards Zhang Qingsong's four sword shadows, without looking back.

Bang bang!

Each hits, four against four, no more, no less, just right.

"How is that possible?"

Zhang Qingsong let out an incredible sigh again, sighing that Lin Jingyu would actually use the Heaven Breaking Sword Technique, why would he?

The two elders of Wudang Mountain both widened their eyes slightly, which was also incredible.

Zhang Qingsong had just used the sword technique, but the next moment he was used by Lin Jingyu to use the same move, no one would believe that Lin Jingyu had practiced the Heaven Breaking Sword Technique, because he was not a disciple of Wudang Mountain at all.

At this moment, the facts in front of him proved that Lin Jingyu would indeed use the Heaven Breaking Sword Technique, and like Zhang Qingsong, he could use the fourth form.

The battle between the sword shadows ended under the surprised gazes of everyone.

The energy surged outward, although it was only one circle, it was enough to make everyone in the audience pay attention, especially the weaker disciples, who were ready to deal with it.

However, in the next situation, the disciples' defenses were redundant, because the energy agitation could not reach the outside of the competition arena at all, and a layer of defensive protective shield blocked the shock wave, making it invisible.

Back in the field, Lin Jingyu's swordsmanship was successfully used by him, but he had not yet used the fourth form of the Heaven Breaking Sword Technique skillfully, and his strength was still shallow, so the power of the four sword shadows could not catch up with Zhang Qingsong's four sword shadows after all.

So after a violent collision, Lin Jingyu's sword shadow collapsed.

However, Zhang Qingsong's four sword shadows, although they are authentic, are still weakened by Lin Jingyu's four pirated sword shadows, which are more than half weaker than before, which makes Zhang Qingsong depressed, how could this happen.

The aftermath of the sword shadow continued to spread, Lin Jingyu was unhurried, and drank lightly in his mouth:

"No. 7 Sword Technique, Third Style!"

Whew......

The sword shadows began to conjure, one after the other, faster and faster, until finally they became dense and powerful!

"Go!"

Lin Jingyu pointed the long sword in his hand towards the position of the four sword shadows.

There was a bang, and dense sword shadows poured over.

At this moment, the space is a little distorted.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The sound continued, a bit like a crashing sound, Lin Jingyu's face was silent, and he commanded the sword shadows to operate, this time he did not leave a part of the sword shadows as a defense, and all of them were sent to eliminate the residual power of the four sword shadows.

Zhang Qingsong's face is not very good-looking, everything Lin Jingyu showed was a little beyond his imagination, he knew that Lin Jingyu was special, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

After more than ten seconds, calm was restored, and the two people in the arena stood facing each other, expressionless.

"Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother has already taken the two attacks you sent." Lin Jingyu said.

"There are three more times, Senior Brother Lin should be careful." Zhang Qingsong said with a complicated expression.

"Naturally, I will be careful, and I hope Senior Brother Zhang will not be heavy-handed." Lin Jingyu said.

So the two continued to fight, Lin Jingyu was on defense, Zhang Qingsong was on offense, the defense was labor-saving, and the offense was more difficult.

But Zhang Qingsong has to attack, because the rules are like this.

"Qiankun Palm, Fourth Style."

"Heaven-Breaking Sword Technique, Fourth Style."

No longer polite, Zhang Qingsong pushed out a palm print at the same time, and the long sword in his hand slashed at Lin Jingyu's position.

So, a palm print and four sword shadows roared towards Lin Jingyu.

Lin Jingyu's face was solemn, how to face such an attack?

He's trying to figure it out, and soon, there's a way.

"Heaven-Breaking Sword Technique, Fourth Style."

Lin Jingyu waved his long sword, and the sword shadow was conjured, and he still used this method to deal with it, but everyone knew that Lin Jingyu's sky-breaking sword technique was no match for Zhang Qingsong's, and besides, Zhang Qingsong not only conjured up a sword shadow, but also a palm print.

"Qiankun Palm, Fourth Style."

Lin Jingyu drank lightly in his mouth, waved his arms, changed his gestures, and his breath rolled.

"How is that possible?"

This time, not only Zhang Qingsong was speechless, his eyes widened, but even the elders on the side also felt incredible, shocked, the Heaven Breaking Sword Technique appeared inexplicably on Lin Jingyu's body, which was already shocking, and now the Qiankun Palm actually appeared on his body, it was simply strange!

The facts quickly proved everyone's thoughts, Lin Jingyu's Qiankun palm was similar to Zhang Qingsong's, and it still conjured up a palm print, but this palm print, compared to Zhang Qingsong's palm print, was smaller in size.

The smaller size means that the power is weaker, but in Lin Jingyu's eyes, this is already very satisfied, and he learned the Qiankun palm, but it was just an attempt by him, but he didn't expect it to succeed directly, and the palm prints were all transformed.

Zhang Qingsong has mixed feelings in his heart, what is the situation?

"It's really hard to understand that Xiao Yu actually did this!" The three elders sighed.

"Hehe......"

The Great Elder smiled and nodded, as if he had seen the result of this competition.

Sword shadow to sword shadow, palm print to palm print, perfect match, as for whether it can be offset, Lin Jingyu has no hope at all, the moves he urged out can weaken some of Zhang Qingsong's moves, and he is already satisfied.

Bang Bang Bang!

Rumble!

The eight sword shadows collided in pairs, and the sound was deafening.

The two palm prints collided, and the martial arts arena shook a few times, and the shock wave struck in four directions.

Soon the winner was divided, Lin Jingyu's moves were defeated one by one, but it did not mean that Lin Jingyu was defeated, he was still standing in place, not embarrassed.

The four sword shadows, after being weakened, continued to sweep towards Lin Jingyu, but most of the power had disappeared.

Lin Jingyu's palm print was defeated, Zhang Qingsong's palm print continued to attack forward, and his power was still reduced by more than half, which was all in Zhang Qingsong's induction, which also made him depressed, and even had a trace of resentment.

Lin Jingyu didn't do anything else, but waited quietly in place.

Zhang Qingsong didn't know what Lin Jingyu was doing, so he sat back and waited to die? Or is there something big in the pipeline?

Lin Jingyu can always be surprised, and Zhang Qingsong can be regarded as a little enlightened.

The four sword shadows came first, pointing directly at Lin Jingyu's head, Lin Jingyu's body trembled, and the whole person became illusory in an instant.

Bang bang!

Four muffled sounds came out, it was the sound of the body being violently impacted, Lin Jingyu's figure became more illusory, and there was a palm print, and he greeted it.

Rumble!

The sturdy big palm print was imprinted on Lin Jingyu's chest, and the huge force struck all over the body, unable to stabilize it, and the whole person lifted it up and flew backwards.

It hurts a little.

Lin Jingyu noticed that there was some pain in the position where his chest was hit by a huge force, but it was lighter than the last time, and the Qiankun palm last time hit him directly without being weakened, and there were some differences.

"What?"

Zhang Qingsong wanted to scold a little, but Lin Jingyu could still stand up.

At this moment, the one who wanted to scold the most was the second elder of the Kunlun faction, he watched from the sidelines, his emotions were mobilized, one after another, and he was tortured enough by Lin Jingyu.