Every player can get a crippled secret martial art when they build an account, and later as the cultivation realm improves, and the corresponding tasks are completed, the cheats can be slowly completed. Squirrel Hang's Hundred Swords, the terrifying "Eighty Divine Air Strike" of the Doudi Strongman, and the martial arts of other disciples are all close to complete.

It's another thing to completely delete and rebuild, if you don't inherit all martial arts equipment, that is, start over, so Squirrel Hang got a new secret martial arts.

It's just that Squirrel Hang doesn't want to practice when he sees the name.

"Empty-handed into the White Blade" is very unreliable at first glance, and it is not a swordsmanship at all, but a special grappling technique for various weapons.

In line with the idea of not learning in vain, Squirrel Hang begged Xu Lin to help you get the initial solution, which can be regarded as a reluctance to get started. But I usually didn't practice at all, but worked very hard to re-practice the various swordsmanship of "Zhuzi Hundred Swords" and the Imperial Sword Gate.

"I, Squirrel Hang, am a man who wants to be a sword immortal, how can I waste time on this kind of defensive move!" Squirrel Hang thought so at the time, but he didn't expect that he would have to use this trick to break the game this time.

Is this fate?!

No, if this is the destiny of heaven, my squirrel sails against the sky!

Wait until I complete this task first, and then seal this martial art!

Squirrel Hang slapped the long sword with both palms, but did not compare his strength with Xie Feiyun, but adjusted his arm according to the power of Xie Feiyun's sword, deflecting the opponent's sword edge, and at the same time continued to approach Xie Feiyun.

The sword stabbed deeper into Squirrel Hang's hands, but did no damage. Xie Feiyun had never seen such a strange trick.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Squirrel Hang had arrived in front of him, and the two could almost feel each other's breathing. This kind of distance like a lover, the long sword is meaningless, and before Xie Feiyun can decide whether to abandon the sword, his right hand holding the sword is held by Squirrel Hang.

"Empty-handed White Blade" not only teaches you how to hold someone else's sword, but also a series of grappling moves. As long as you get close, a mistake will take away your weapon.

This strange trick is really too unexpected, Xie Feiyun has never seen such a strange move, as soon as the long sword is out of his hand, he uses his internal force in a hurry.

With both hands for a while, Squirrel Hang only felt a huge force coming, and the whole person flew out. It's just that Xie Feiyun couldn't snatch the long sword back, and Squirrel Hang grabbed his saber and flew away.

After this collision, Xie Feiyun said in shock: "You are not returning to nothing!" ”

His internal force will be stressed in the urgency of this god realm, and if Squirrel Hang returns to the void, how can he be knocked into the air by him. It should be a moment to touch the true qi to fight back, and it is you who flies out.

Squirrel Hang got up from the ground, spat blood foam, and said to Xie Feiyun: "You only found out now, if I return to the void, I will be afraid of you to death with a slap, and I have been playing with you for so long!" ”

It doesn't matter if it blows itself up now, because the moment Xie Feiyun used his internal force, the system judged that Squirrel Hang had won, and the rewards had already arrived in Xu Lin's sleeve.

"You!"

Xie Feiyun felt that his face was about to burn, and he was deceived by a kid who didn't even transform into a god in front of so many seniors and masters of the same generation?!

"You Edgeworth, you're too despicable!" Xie Feiyun said angrily.

"Huh." Xu Lin sneered, and then said, "The fairness of Baiyun Temple, I have also seen it in the Imperial Sword Gate today." ”

Qingsheng Zhenren was so angry that his face trembled, no matter how he looked at it this time, Baiyunguan lost. It was his own ability to return to the squirrel flight suit, and Xie Feiyun was deceived by his own stupidity. But Xie Feiyun first relied on Qingsheng Zhenren's voice transmission prompts, and then was forced into a desperate situation by the squirrel hang's change of moves, and broke the rules and used internal force.

No matter how you calculate it, Baiyunguan loses.

The dignified disciple of Baiyunguan is still in the realm of transforming into gods, and losing to a person who has not even reached the level of transformation into a god, this shame is enough to be recorded in the history of martial arts.

"Feiyun, come back. It doesn't matter if you lose this one, just go back and practice diligently. Qingsheng Zhenren opened his mouth to admit defeat and comforted Xie Feiyun.

Xie Feiyun glared at Squirrel Hang angrily, and was just about to walk back, but suddenly heard a Buddha horn.

Originally, he had been counting the rosary, and he didn't look at the two of them at all, and the best master of Tianluo Temple opened his mouth.

"Amitabha, the real person's words are wrong, Xie Shi swore with the will of martial arts that he did not use internal force, and now he has broken his oath, I am afraid that he will not be able to enter an inch in eternal life."

When Xie Feiyun heard this, his face turned pale, and after a while, he spit out a mouthful of dark red blood, and he fainted directly.

Xu Lin could see that this was a retrograde internal force, and the foundation was damaged, so I was afraid that half of this martial arts would be wasted.

Xu Lin looked at the Supreme Master, who was still solemn, as if it was not him who had spurted blood just now.

This monk is also the best in the law, I am afraid that it is not the most ruthless and poisonous, and it will ruin Xie Feiyun in one sentence, not only the mouth is poisonous, but the eyes are also poisonous. Compared with the supreme monks, the poisonous tongues of Xu Lin's disciples are really trivial.

If Zhishan didn't speak, Xie Feiyun might really forget this oath when he went back. But now that he has been pointed out by the best, he has just suffered a great humiliation, and he can't get out in one breath, so he goes crazy.

Qingsheng Zhenren hurriedly rushed to Xie Feiyun's side and helped his crumbling body up. True Qi was continuously infused into his body, stabilizing the disordered internal force in his body.

Although his skills are much higher than Xie Feiyun's, he can only save his life, and this martial arts is afraid that it will be completely wasted.

"The best, aren't you afraid of going to hell?!" Kiyomori scolded without any scruples.

"Amitabha, how can a poor monk go to hell if he doesn't speak?"

In the face of the anger of Qingsheng Zhenren, Zhishan was unmoved, and was still as calm as a true Buddha.

"Good, good! Today's revenge, I will remember, he will be avenged tomorrow! Kiyomori said angrily.

"When is the time for retribution, if you can't break it, I'm afraid you will go to hell." Zhishan replied without backing down.

"What else can you thieves of Tianluo Temple do except curse others to hell?"

Qingsheng Zhenren gritted his teeth and said, at this time, there was no longer the appearance of a fairy wind bone, like a gambler who had lost a red eye.

Hearing this, Zhishan smiled, stopped counting his fingers with prayer beads, and then said to Kiyomori Zhenren, "Amitabha, poor monks can also send them to hell." ”

When Squirrel Hang heard this, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the supreme monk. This monk is too domineering, if he pretends to be forced like this, he must be written down in a small notebook.

Seeing that Tianluo Temple and Baiyun Temple were about to fight, Xu Lin gently patted the armrest of the seat. The sound is not light or heavy, but it sounds like a stormy sea to others. The sound wave spread like ripples, completely crushing the momentum of tension between the supreme monk and the Qingsheng real person.

Hearing this, Xu Lin patted it lightly, integrating the incomparably sharp sword intent into it, piercing everyone's hearts.

Only then did everyone remember that this is the Imperial Sword Gate of Kongsang Mountain, which belongs to Xu Lin. Before, he was only regarded as a genius junior, and it was not until this time that everyone really felt his cultivation.

After careful comparison, everyone came to an absurd and shocking conclusion in their hearts, Xu Lin was afraid that he was the one with the highest martial arts among all the people present.

The rosary in the hand of the supreme monk turned again, and said to Xu Lin politely: "Amitabha, the monk is rude, please forgive Master Xu." ”

Qingsheng Zhenren was also shocked, how did this young man practice this earth-shattering martial arts?

Qingsheng Zhenren knew that he couldn't stay here for a long time, so he arched his hand and said to Xu Lin: "I want to heal Feiyun's wounds, this conference, forgive me for missing it." ”

After speaking, Qingsheng Zhenren didn't wait for Xu Lin to answer, and hurriedly carried the person and left.

The six major factions came to "review" the qualifications of the Imperial Sword Sect with great vigour, but as a result, the Five Immortal Sect was so frightened that they didn't dare to speak, and the Baiyun Temple was defeated again. Regardless of the outcome this time, the name of the Imperial Sword Gate will surely shock the world, replacing the Kongsang faction as the seventh largest faction in the world.

The people of Baiyunguan ran away, and the atmosphere was really embarrassing. Xu Lin also felt that now was not a good time to talk about business, so he said to everyone: "You have come from afar, and you are tired of traveling, you might as well rest for a while, and after the luncheon, let's talk about the details of this martial arts ceremony." ”

Hearing Xu Lin say this, most of the people breathed a sigh of relief, and they were led out of this hall by the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect and went to their respective guest rooms to rest.

Xu Haoran didn't move half a step, this is his son-in-law's place, he is half of the master's family, of course he will not be invited out. When the person was almost gone, Xu Haoran walked in front of Xu Lin and said very seriously: "How did you kid practice this martial arts?" How many voids do you have in the Imperial Sword Gate? If you don't explain it clearly today, I'll leave here with my daughter right away! ”

Xu Lin was very surprised, how could Xu Haoran be embarrassed to ask about this kind of secret? But Xu Lin soon discovered that Xu Haoran's expression was not greedy, but deeply worried. He was afraid that Xu Lin would use some kind of sideways to forcibly improve his cultivation, which would not only harm himself, but also kill his daughter.

Fathers must not be tolerated.

Xu Lin can understand Xu Haoran's thoughts, but how can he explain the existence of the system to him? He didn't even know what it was.