It's not that Lin Bao likes to shout slogans when he fights, but just like ordinary people carrying heavy objects and 'hi' to boost his strength, he is also cheering himself up, condensing his spirit and spirit to attack.

The astonishment of that sword was thrilling to watch, and the eyes of the eight major factions and the people of the blood clan camp were wide one by one.

In a clanging metallic sound, the four phantoms instantly became one. Old Clark appeared, and the two Zen sticks in his hand had been cut off by the other party, and even the three fingers on one palm had been cut off together.

What shocked him was that he was obviously still some distance away from the other party, and he didn't face the opponent's sword, but there was a shadowless, formless, and indestructible force that produced the effect of a long-distance attack.

The two sides watching the battle were also stunned, and they also saw that the four cold lights that burst out were still some distance from the king of the blood clan, but they were suddenly mutated, which made people a little incomprehensible.

In the face of the unknown power, panic flashed on the old Clark's face, he thought that his current strength had surpassed that of Dugu Volley, and he was sure to deal with the sharp and incomparable swordsmanship, but he never expected that there was an even more terrifying unknown power in Lin Bao's swordsmanship, and he could attack from a distance.

Old Clark quickly turned around in the air and shot to the ground, facing the unknown terrifying power, he was a little frightened, because he couldn't find a way to deal with it, only to avoid the edge for the time being, to put it mildly, it was to run.

"Let's go!" The elder Clarke, who threw himself on the ground, shouted to his men watching the battle.

"Lawlessness, sword infinity!" Lin Bao, who took off in the air, shouted again, and rolled in the air to chase down and slashed out a thrilling sword, the momentum and momentum melted into a sword, and a magnificent cold light flashed under the moon, and the amazing ghost god of this sword.

When the old Clarke, who had not yet fully landed, heard these eight words, a feeling of dissipation surged in his heart. Like a cold mang, it seems to have been locked by the sharpness that broke through the sky.

As soon as the foot hit the ground, it immediately dodged away with a string of phantoms, but left behind an arm splattered with blood, and one arm flew away from the body.

Like before, Lin Bao's sword blade was obviously about a meter away from the opponent, but he forcibly cut off the opponent's arm in the air.

This time, everyone saw it clearly, it was indeed a slash in the air, and Lin Zixian was dumbfounded. The old man's swordsmanship is also too fierce.

The Sky Mage who was watching the battle suddenly exclaimed, "It's Jian Qi!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the elders of the eight major factions suddenly realized that they looked at Lin Bao with a shocked face.

The so-called sword qi is sword qi, and the prerequisite for being able to practice sword qi is to first reach the peak of both internal and external cultivation by oneself, and one must have enough understanding of one's own physical body. The internal force of the internal circulation in the body can be transcended, and it can be used in the external circulation.

Only when you have practiced the body protection qi can you send out the sword gang, which is the so-called sword qi. In this way, Lin Xiaoyao's cultivation has reached the realm of being able to condense and protect the body's qi outside the body!

In other words, Lin Xiaoyao's cultivation has reached the peak of the realm, and the so-called peak creation in martial arts refers to the cultivation of the highest peak of the human body. Break through the limitations of the physical body again, and create a pole on the highest peak of **, so that your own strength is not limited to the physical body, this is the peak!

In this day and age. This realm has almost become a legend, let alone seen as it is today.

The seventeen people including the backer king seemed relatively indifferent, because they had long known about Lin Bao's cultivation.

Shi Yuehua's eyes flickered, and he thought that he was worthy of being the leader of the White Lotus Sect who saw the head of the divine dragon. Xiu Wei is so strong.

After such a reminder from the Absolute Sky Mage, now everyone finally understands why they didn't understand how Hobert was killed before. Because he was killed by the invisible sword qi.

Old Clark, who fled quickly, held his severed arm in severe pain, and once again shouted to his stunned subordinates: "Go!" ”

He didn't understand what this kind of invisible terrifying power that could kill people was at all, and he didn't have a clue to deal with it, so if he didn't run, he would stay and wait for death?

Needless to say, a group of Bloods immediately turned around and ran. Lin Bao, who fell into the air, quickly rushed out as soon as the liberation rubber shoes landed, and chased after him with his sword.

"Kill!" With a wave of the backer's arm, the seventeen people, along with the spirited disciples of the eight major sects, immediately chased after them like wolves and tigers, preparing to wipe out the blood clan.

Unexpectedly, the old Clark who fled with a phantom suddenly stopped and appeared, and turned around and opened his limbs to lower his body, because the original limbs had been cut off by Lin Bao, and only three limbs remained.

I saw that Old Clark faced the rushing crowd, especially Lin Bao, who was approaching quickly, his mouth suddenly opened, and he roared angrily, "Ho ......"

The earth-shattering roar shook instantly, and the dust on the ground immediately 'rustled' and resonated, and the dust shook violently into a thin layer of dust and smoke, which seemed to float up, but it could not float up on the ground. The weeds on the ground and the leaves on the branches of the trees trembled violently from side to side slightly, and the scene was extremely striking.

Lin Bao frowned, his footsteps stopped, and he pointed his sword at the other party motionlessly. Around him, there was a faint layer of tangible qi waves fluctuating layer by layer, which was exactly his body protection qi.

Old Clark didn't roar very loudly, but the effect was amazing. This is a trick he has comprehended, attacking with sound waves, Lin Bao's sword qi can slash through the air, but old Clark's sound waves can carry out group attacks.

Even the body protection qi on Lin Bao's body was fluctuating, which showed how strong Old Clark's sonic attack ability was. It was really because of this trick in his hand that he was sure to come to Lin Bao to settle the score, but he didn't expect Lin Bao to have a trick too.

Lin Bao has a good body protector and a good body, but the people chasing after him are a little unbearable, the seventeen backers, Lin Zixian and the people of the eight major factions, one by one, covered their ears with their hands, and there was a trace of pain on their faces.

However, covering his ears didn't seem to be able to counteract the resonance of this sound wave in his body, and his head had a feeling of headache, and the disciples of the Eight Great Sects, who had almost cultivated to the point of cultivation, were already swaying from side to side as if they were drunk.

Old Clark didn't seem to do himself much of any benefit when he used this kind of group attack.

I saw that he opened his mouth and showed two fangs and let out a long roar in terror, and a face was gradually aging at a visible speed, it is conceivable that this method is also a huge consumption for him, and it is estimated that he will not use this method unless he is forced to do so.

However, in a few minutes, it seems that a middle-aged person in his forties is gradually developing towards the age characteristics of his fifties.

After Lin Bao gradually adjusted the best resistance effect of the body protection qi to the sound waves, the sword in his hand was horizontal, and he rushed towards Old Clark again.

Old Clark was taken aback, but he didn't expect that his killer weapon would not have much effect on Lin Bao, so he naturally wouldn't sit still. The open and terrifying mouth closed, and quickly turned around and fled, and Lin Bao chased after him with his sword......

After the effect of the sonic attack wore off, everyone gradually let go of the hands covering their ears and shook their heads one by one, as if they had just woken up from a dream.

The faces of those disciples with poor cultivation were very unsightly, some of them were pale, some were half-kneeling on the ground, and even more blood was oozing from their mouths and noses.

By the time they came to their senses, the Blood Clan would have long since run away, and it would be in vain to chase them any longer. The few minutes that Clark Sr. fought for a group of men was enough for his men to escape.

Lin Bao was gone, and he didn't know where he had gone, and while the group of people waited, they began to pick up the corpses of the disciples on the ground. Take local materials for cremation, and bring back the ashes of your disciples when you are ready to go back, it is impossible to bring the corpse back from afar.

As for the corpse of the blood clan, he was thrown in place, no one would care about him, it was good not to whip the corpse, anyway, it would disappear as soon as it was dawn.

In this battle, the eight major factions almost lost hundreds of people, and due to the final participation of seventeen masters such as the king of the backer, the blood clan was about the same, which can be described as a heavy loss.

Under the night sky, the scorching smell of corpses wafting in, and the death of so many elite disciples at once, the mood of the eight major factions was uncomfortable. In particular, the few remaining disciples of the Kongtong faction were kneeling beside the fire and choking, and the head of the sect, Hu Lingzi, was killed in battle.

The backer king and the others stood far away from the people of the eight major factions, a little unsociable, and even Yu Xiu and Yu Ran, two acquaintances of the same backer king and Sai Pan'an, all touched their noses and went back.

When the sky was slightly revealing the white color of the fish's belly, Lin Bao stepped on Bo Xiao and walked out of the mountain forest at the other end, and he didn't know how to chase after him, but he went around to that side.

Lin Zixian walked over with the scabbard in his hand, Lin Bao's sword was returned to the sheath, and Sun Erniang asked, "Did you catch up with that old monster?" ”

Lin Bao glanced at the scene where the various factions collected the ashes, his face was somewhat solemn, the ancient sword was thrown to the apprentice to hold, and he shook his head, "Let him run, I am not as good as him in terms of speed." ”

Everyone felt sorry for a while, and they all knew that this time they let the family run away, the world is big, and it will be difficult to find it again. The Dorjee Lama, who was holding a golden cymbal, raised his palm and said, "If this old monster is not removed, there will be endless troubles." ”

"I don't know, I have been locked up for so many years without killing, just to keep the throne of the blood clan empty, I don't want the blood clan to be ironclad, a plate of scattered blood clan is not dangerous, anyone who wants to close such a secret place can be found, I still can't understand how anyone can find him and rescue him." Lin Bao glanced at Lin Zixian and sighed: "I thought that he would definitely seek revenge on me, and he could also use the apprentice as bait to lure him out, but this time I was scared of being beaten, and I was afraid that he would not show his face." ”

Lin Zixian is sweating heavily, and his feelings are bait, so how can he say this. With a dry cough, he said, "Not necessarily, they should still come at me." ”

The backer king slapped Lin Zixian on the shoulder, and said happily: "Boy, I know what kind of bird pope you have done abroad, although I heard that the blood clan and the Holy See are mortal enemies, but people will not joke with their own lives, and they will not chase you, the broken pope, for the time being, you don't have to worry, don't be afraid." ”

"I can't worry about it if I want to." Lin Zixian glanced left and right at a group of senior masters, and said weakly: "It doesn't matter if I'm the pope or not, but I have what they want in my hands, so it's strange if they can let me go." ”