"What a strong spiritual power!" "Although Lin Ling's gun was cut off, the powerful gun power still made Wu Deyun's mouth hurt, "But his cultivation has clearly not reached the realm of spiritual power release, that is to say, the training body has not even entered the pulse, but why does he have such a strong strength!?"

Lin Ling's real cultivation at the moment is the dual realm of the late stage of physical training and the late stage of qi cultivation, because he was worried that the secret of Lin Ling's dual cultivation would be discovered, Qi Yuan set a ban on Lin Ling's spiritual power, and only through objects in contact with his body could he transmit the energy of qi cultivation spiritual power, creating the illusion that physical cultivation was strong.

Lin Ling's training weight is in the legendary four spirit physiques, which are the spiritual energy of the green dragon, the explosive power of the white tiger, the recovery ability of the Vermilion Bird and the defense ability of Xuanwu. These four physiques had almost reached the half-level realm before Lin Ling went down the mountain, and after descending the mountain, except for the Xuanwu ability that needed to be tempered by the waterfall, the other three Lin Ling did not slack off day and night, and because of the fact that he obtained the Ten Stones of Creation, he went to the next level.

Now, in addition to the Xuanwu body, the other three bodies are only half a step away from the Xuanhuang body.

Even if it wasn't a real Xuanhuang body, Lin Ling's cultivation could be said to be peerless! Even under the ordinary innate realm, no one could compete with it!

Hundreds of iron swords were broken by Lin Ling's Fengzi fist, and they immediately turned around and attacked Lin Ling again.

The location of the cave was too small, but with a turn, a hundred iron swords came at you.

"The force is great. Lin Ling glanced at the broken spear in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he was in the midst of a hundred sword formations.

Surviving in the sword formation, Lin Ling's experience was more unforgettable than anyone else's.

In the Yunmeng Mountain Sea Chart, he had faced a disciple of the Cangji Sect who was several times stronger than them in strength and realm, and turned into a puppet.

In the dim environment, with the roaring sound of the sword, Lin Ling threw out his gun and threw it at Wu Deyun heavily.

No one thought that Lin Ling would want to deal with these hundreds of sword formations empty-handed, this throw was unexpected.

It was too late for Wu Deyun's sword to swing, even though it blocked the tip of a spear, the other half of the grab rod was forcefully inserted into his right thigh!

Wu Deyun screamed in pain, blood poured into his thighs, and his eyes were red and he roared: "Kill him! Kill him for me!!"

This sword formation of nearly 100 people is Gong Shenghai's proud work left to the Luohe Army, it is said to be a subtle sword formation of Gong Shenghai's master, but the 100-person sword formation can exert the power of a thousand people!

Just imagine, what kind of concept is it for nearly 100 soldiers who have practiced qi to fight against ten?

As the vanguard, this army has fought no less than 100 battles and made great achievements for the Luohe Army, and no one has been able to come out alive under this sword formation!

Thousands of people are still like this, let alone Lin Ling?

Gongsun Ding glanced at the sword formation with confidence, looked at Lin Ling with pity as if he was looking at a dead man, and sneered: "You are proud to be able to die in the Luohe 'Breaking Army' sword formation." ”

The 'Breaking Army' sword formation carried a brilliant sword power, releasing a rolling killing intent, which was several times stronger than the power when it surrounded Lin Ling's sword net just now.

However, they still chose the wrong enemy.

Although the number of sword formations here is twice as large as that in the Yunmeng Mountain Sea Chart, the difference between the power and the 'god-killing' sword formation is more than the difference between heaven and earth.

In the eyes of Lin Ling, a person whose insight and thinking ability can be called a pervert, the Fenghua faction's proud Fengzi Fist was learned by him, but it took less than twenty breaths.

This 'Breaking Army' Sword Formation is a subtle formation to deal with a large number of people, but if it is used on one person's body, the flaws in it will be obvious, if the other party is still a master of breaking the formation, if he wants to break this formation, the possibility of breaking the formation will be magnified countless times.

Three breaths of time, Lin Ling couldn't think more, three iron swords roared, each in a positive triangle angle to shoot at the attack, even if Lin Ling could resist the power of the vein, but with so many iron swords, if he resisted hard, he would die of exhaustion sooner or later, not to mention that he was a person who didn't like to use brute force to solve problems.

Three swords struck from the left, and there were also three swords from the right! In a matter of moments, there were iron swords numbering three, shooting wildly at themselves from eight directions, front, back, left, right, and up! After these twenty-four swords, there were also remaining iron swords that were constantly replenished.

"The name of the broken army has really been insulted by you people. Lin Ling smiled coldly. "It's ridiculous! It's just looking for death!" Gongsun Ding sneered, "The generals who died under the sword formation of the broken army are more than ten thousand, even if Gong Shenghai is in person, if it is not for the strength of the Yunhai realm, he will be half disabled, what are you, you dare to speak wildly!"

"Maybe you didn't quite know what I was saying just now. As I said, I will never forget those who have treated me badly. Lin Ling glared at Gongsun Ding, locked onto the prey like an eagle's eye, and then actually reached forward and placed his palm in the chaotic sword array!

Gongsun Ding glanced at Wu Deyun, who was sitting on the side, trembling all over, his heart sank suddenly, and he roared angrily: "Kill him for me immediately!"

Lin Ling's hand seemed to stretch out casually, but it always retracted in the most ingenious time, and after three attempts like this, the sword formation forced into front of him.

Lin Ling no longer hesitated, his hand was like lightning, and when he retracted his hand, he suddenly held an iron sword in his hand that was originally in the air!

In the hundred-person sword formation, the soldier who manipulated the iron sword held by Lin Ling breathed inwardly, vomited a mouthful of blood, and suffered internal injuries on the spot.

This kind of hand speed and courage is like a chestnut in the fire! It is even more than that, if there is a slight mistake, Lin Ling will lose a complete arm!

"I really don't feel worthy of those who die under such a sword. "Lin Ling holds a long sword in his hand, a hundred swords and a hundred stabs!

The first style of drunken sword nine smiles, one sword out, a hundred swords stab!

Even though Lin Ling's strength had not yet reached the power of a hundred swords, it was enough to reach the power of sixty swords!

In a moment's breath, the hundred sword formations flying in the air fell down one by one like mosquitoes being beaten.

In the crowd that controlled the sword formation, blood mist spewed out from their mouths one after another, and they fell down injured.

The iron sword is connected to the spiritual power of the person of the sword, and Lin Ling seriously injured the iron sword and naturally injured the person of the sword.

The remaining thirty or so fairy swords are still flying in the air, but they have long lost their brilliant sword power, like puppets with broken strings, occasionally dancing a series of strange whereabouts.

In the cave, there was a deathly silence.

Only Lin Ling slapped down the iron swords that were still flying in the air in seemingly slow motion like slapping mosquitoes...... Until, without a sword, the sky is ......

Lin Ling's calm smile was as frightening as death in the eyes of Gongsun Ding and Wu Deyun, and he didn't dare to look at him directly.

"Impossible! This is impossible!" Gongsun Ding shook his head in distraction, they were proud, and the invincible 'Breaking Army' sword formation was shattered by Lin Ling in the blink of an eye.

"Hmm, there is still a sword in his hand?" Lin Ling threw his sword out, and in the direction he went, it was Gongsun Ding.