Thinking inwardly about the true combat power of the False Dan Monk who shrouded his head like a haze, Lin slowly moved rapidly in the dense forest, and began to slowly change from the role of the prey

Gong transforms into a hunter.

And Lin slowly preyed on ...... It is these false late-stage monks in the dense forest, and even ...... Including lifting the top of his head on the one wearing a cyan cloak, lying lazily on a soft face

...... on top of the chair False Dan Monk.

With a scurry, he quickly moved along a huge tree trunk beside him to the middle of a tree more than ten meters high, and Lin slowly and quietly squatted on top of the thick branches of the tree, calmly looking at the softness under him

The ground, with a look of indifference.

In his heart, Lin slowly opened his mouth and counted his spirit stones while still exercising his arithmetic ability in his storage bag, except for helping him hide his aura and figure, he didn't care about his current crisis at all

The heartless bald man spoke.

"I need you to help me talk about the refining of those three sansheng ginseng."

After a pause, Lin slowly added to the bald hair inwardly.

"Please!"

Originally sitting under the hill-like pile of spirit stones in Lin Slowly's storage bag, the bald hair who carefully counted the spirit stones heard Lin Slowly's words, his face was dissatisfied, and he felt that he had already handed over Lin Slowly before

Dai De is very clear, and he will not help Lin slowly refine anything again.

But when Lin slowly said the three words 'please', the bald hair looked stunned, the dissatisfaction on his face gradually disappeared, he rolled his eyes helplessly, and put down the spirit stone in his hand,

There was impatience in his voice.

"I'm unlucky to get the fifth master, give your embroidery needle to the fifth master! Let the property refine the toxicity of Sansheng ginseng and let you see how powerful the fifth master is, if it weren't for the fact that you are so polite to the fifth master

, the fifth master is too lazy to care about your. ”

Hearing Bald's impatient words, Lin slowly smiled at the corner of his mouth. With a flick of his wrist, he handed the shadowless flying needle between his fingers to the bald hair in the storage bag, and said to the ink demon inwardly.

"I hope what you said about the complete three-life ginseng poison can threaten all the monks under the golden pill is true!"

After saying this, Lin slowly squatted on the branches of the trees and quickly relaxed. Detached from the branches of the trees under his feet, the straight under his head and feet fell rapidly from a height of more than ten meters

The speed of the body falling faster and faster, feeling the whistling sound in my ears. Lin slowly closed his eyes slightly, and said to the bald hair in the storage bag who was holding Sansheng ginseng in one hand and a shadowless flying needle in the other.

"Thank you!"

The smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly became sensitive, and a light blue spirit sword appeared in his hand with a flip of his wrist, just when Lin slowly used this spirit sword before, he realized that he had used the spirit sword for a long time

In an inconspicuous corner of the hilt. There is a somewhat vague name engraved on it.

The name of the sword ...... 'cold ice', holding the cold ice, the pretty white face of Lin who was falling quickly slowly closed his eyes slightly was just like the name of the sword, with ice.

Holding the spirit sword in his hand tightly, feeling the cold touch coming from the hilt of the sword into the palm of his hand, Lin slowly opened his eyes suddenly at the moment when the strength of his body falling had reached its peak.

A cold light burst out from his deep and bright eyes, looking at the three late-stage foundation building monks who happened to pass by the gray cloaks under him at this moment, Lin slowly stretched the cold ice spirit sword to his face

Before, let the spirit sword form a straight line with his falling body. Feeling the cultivation in the body constantly reverberating in the spirit sword, the tremor caused by the tip of the sword piercing the air, a trace of white frost

Gradually appeared on the spirit sword, and felt all the essence and spirit of the ice spirit sword with all his mind.......

Lin's breathing slowly slowed down, and then began to stabilize, only his eyes had been staring closely at the three false foundation building late-stage cultivators of the Evil Ghost Sect under him, calculating each other

distance.

Nine meters ...... Eight meters ...... Six-meter ...... Five meters .......

The speed of the fall became faster and faster, and finally the distance between them was only five meters, and the three late-stage foundation building monks happened to walk under Lin slowly at the moment.

Lin slowly closed his eyes, and all the momentum on his body that was condensed and ready to explode quickly dissipated. Become calm.

However, the spirit sword that was originally a dead thing in Lin Slowly's hand suddenly bloomed with an incomparable momentum, the tip of the sword pierced the void, and countless sword qi suddenly burst out from the spirit sword in Lin Slowly's hand, and Lin

Slowly the surrounding air cuts into countless pieces.

Even the fast-falling forest slowly had traces of cutting on the trunks of the trees on the side.

This moment. It is no longer Lin Slowly's eyes to guide the spirit sword in his hand, because his eyes have been closed, and it is no longer Lin Slowly's divine sense to lock on to the target, because Lin Slowly's mind is in a state at the moment

The empty light is no longer Lin Slowly's body to control the spirit sword, because Lin's momentum is no longer there.

Although the spirit sword was still slowly held in Lin by his hand. But at this moment, the only thing that could make Lin Slowly's spirit sword change direction in his hand was the fragile one in Lin Slowly's heart

Miao, Kenshin, who can't withstand the slightest damage!

For swordsmanship, although he was in the Sword Exorcism Sect, but in the Sword Exorcism Sect, Lin slowly never learned how to use the spirit sword in his hand to burst out stronger combat power, and the previous spirit sword was more like it in Lin Slowly's hands

A blade, not a weapon.

The blade is used for use, and the weapon is used for cultivation.

'Sword Cultivation Technique' Although Lin Slowly is not qualified to fully practice this powerful exercise, because Lin Slowly has not yet become a refiner's talent.

But this did not prevent Lin from slowly learning how to use a sword.

This style is the most common and basic style of sword cultivation, called the Edgeworth style, which is used to cultivate a monk's sword heart.

And at this moment, although the sword heart in Lin Slowly's body was weak, it was even insignificant. But Lin slowly felt that with the sword in his hand, he felt the cold ice at the moment when the sword heart was formed

With an inexplicable connection and a feeling of excitement, Lin slowly had an urge to give it a try.

Try to see how sharp the spirit sword in your own hand really is.

Can you let the nascent sword heart in your body be contaminated with a trace or some ...... The blood of the monks of the late foundations.

Although his eyes were slightly closed, and the momentum on his body was completely sensitive, the momentum exuded by the spirit sword in Lin Slowly's hand at this moment was stronger than Lin Slowly, colder, and ...... Majesty!

Likewise more ...... Sharp!

When Lin slowly and unreservedly urged the sword intent in his body, making the cold ice spirit sword in his hand shine brightly, the three gray figures on the ground suddenly raised their heads. Even under the force too hard

Throwing the brim of the cloak on his head behind him. Three gray patterns were revealed, and they looked a little weird.

Looking at Lin Slowly, who was in the sky above him, there was shock and incomparable shock in the eyes of the three of them.

Because the three of them didn't even notice the slightest hint of Lin's slow breath before. Even the sound of the body falling through the sky, when Lin slowly released the light of the spirit sword with all his strength, it was killed

What they found......

The sound of Lin slowly falling through the sky certainly exists, at least Lin slowly heard the whistling sound in his ears. But this voice only resounded in the forest

Slow ear.

Because those voices had not yet spread, they were ...... by the spirit sword in Lin Slowly's hand Chop the smash.

The body quickly rushed to the ground, and under the flash of the sword light in front of him, the three monks of the late stage of the Demon Sect Foundation lowered their heads with fear in their eyes, looked at the bloody neck, and wanted to open their mouths,

But they can't make the slightest sound.

Lin Slowly's sword was so fast that they couldn't react at all.

That sword was so sharp that the cultivation protection they had placed on the surface of their bodies didn't play the slightest role.

With their bodies trembling, three gray figures fell to the ground with dazed and frightened eyes. The blood that flowed from his neck quickly stained the ground red, blooming on the moist cyan

A bright red flower.

The body flipped quickly, and Lin slowly pointed his toes into the void on the blood, stopping the falling figure, avoiding the blood on the ground from staining his feet red.

Looking at the three dead corpses on the ground that could no longer be dead, Lin slowly turned a little pale, not a complexion, but a somewhat sickly pale.

This pale is not an aversion to the blood on the ground, but a huge consumption of itself.

Lin slowly never thought that the cultivation paid by urging the sword heart that had just formed in his body would be so terrifying, almost making Lin slowly feel a little powerless.

Reach for the bag and touch it lightly. Take out two pills from them and pay them. Lin slowly turned his face ruddy and full of life.

Looking down at the three corpses on the ground, Lin slowly flicked his fingertips. A flash of fire fell, and after touching the blood, it instantly boiled as if it had fallen into an oil pot, igniting the corpses on the ground.

Just as Lin slowly didn't expect that the consumption of his own piece would be so drastic, Lin slowly didn't expect that his sword would have such power.

Although there are no one among these three late-stage foundation-building monks of the Evil Ghost Sect, but they only have eighty percent of the strength of the real late-stage foundation-building monks, killing three people at the same time with one sword is completely different from killing three people in a row.

The latter can do so as long as they are stronger than the other party, but the former represents absolute crushing in strength.

Lin slowly felt that under his sword, he could completely challenge all the monks in the foundation building realm and be invincible. It can be compared to his own illumination.

Turning around, Lin's slow figure quickly left the sky, leaving only the firelight behind him.

And when Lin slowly used this sword, the green robe in the sky, which originally looked indifferent and enjoyed the massage behind him, was instantly pinched and burst by a huge force.

Suddenly opened his eyes, and the green robe's face was ugly, and he finally squeezed out four words.

"Poison cultivation! Sword Repair! ”

The body was about to stand up and go down to the dense forest under him to deal with Lin slowly, but after hesitating, he discarded the fragment of the wine glass in his hand at will, lay back in the chair, and closed his eyes

, enjoying the massage of the monk with a nervous hand trembling behind him.

It still seems that he still doesn't care, but judging from the tightly closed corners of the green robe that peeks out from under the brim of the hat, the heart of the green robe is also not calm, and even a little irritable.

A sword came from the sky, taking away the three monks of the late stage of foundation building, and also took away the peace of the green robe. (To be continued.) )