"Kill!"

Seven swords came out together, directly taking Lin Dong's top and bottom points, Lin Dong pushed his palm, and his palm was in the middle of the stool leg.

The entire bench shot out angrily, shooting out towards a disciple of the Ningji Sect in blue clothes, and the corner of the bench took the opponent's heart.

The blue-clothed disciple sneered and swung his sword, the sword light flickered, and the menacing bench was instantly torn apart.

The other five disciples drove straight in.

Lin Dong's legs bent slightly, and he suddenly flew up and pounced on the blue-clothed disciple who had broken away from the team because of slashing the bench.

The blue-clothed disciple was just about to continue with his sword, but when he saw the bench that had been cut into countless pieces, three pieces of wood flew up out of thin air, and the wind pierced his eyes and throat.

Shocked, the blue-clothed disciple kicked the ground with both feet, and while his body retreated sharply, his wrist flipped, and the sword light directly took three pieces of wood.

There were several soft sounds, and the wood was intercepted one by one, and it fell to the ground with a thud.

With his right foot kicking the ground, after the blue-clothed disciple stabilized his body, before he could catch his breath, he saw Lin Dong flying from above.

"Die!"

The blue-clothed disciple suddenly stabbed the sword, and the tip of Sen Han's sword went straight to Lin Dong's heart.

With a twist of his waist, Lin Dong turned sideways to avoid the sword.

The blue-clothed disciple smiled coldly, and swept towards Lin Dong with a horizontal sword.

As soon as Lin Dong's palm opened, a new bench was picked up by him and slashed out towards the head of the blue-clothed disciple.

The blue-clothed disciple was not surprised, this was looking for death, in his opinion, although Lin Dong's speed was fast, he was better than seizing the opportunity, and he was only a few feet away, and he could completely sweep Lin Dong first.

At that time, even if you can't cut off the opponent, it will be enough to cut him out.

The trick of splitting the stool is completely redundant.

Lack of combat experience, you deserve to be killed!

Seeing a smile on the face of the blue-clothed disciple, Lin Dong couldn't help laughing, and when the spirit sword was about to touch his chest, spiritual power surged out.

The smile on his face froze instantly. The blue-clothed disciple obviously found that the long sword that swept out was powerless to advance any further.

Overhead, the cold wind hit, and it was in vain to avoid it, and the spiritual power of the blue-clothed disciple leaked out, and a layer of aura cover was instantly formed around his body.

Rumble!

Between the lightning and flint, the head of the blue-clothed disciple in the middle of the bench made a crisp sound, and sawdust mixed with blood splashed out.

His eyes rolled, and the blue-clothed disciple slowly raised his arm, wanting to wipe away the blood that was flowing down his eyes, but he hung down weakly halfway, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"It's two!"

Lin Dong muttered softly, and when the sword wind behind him was biting, the spiritual power quickly circled around the meridians in an ethereal route, and then went straight to his legs.

The wind howled, and Lin Dong flew out in an instant, avoiding the return attack of the five people.

Turning to look at the five people, Lin Dong's mind turned sharply, and he got the two strongest ones, although he only suffered a small injury to his right arm, but secondly, because he wanted to control the spirit sword he slashed out horizontally, although the other party was a realm lower than himself, it also consumed a lot of spiritual power.

The remaining five, if they attack together, I'm afraid it's still a little worse.

Needless to say, you'll have to find a way to bring down one more.

Seeing that the five swords were attacking again, Lin Dong smashed a bench into one of the disciples on the far right.

Play the same old trick?

The other four were obviously obedient, and when they saw this, they stopped their momentum and raised their swords to help.

Choked a few times, the five swords joined forces, and in an instant, the bench was cut into dozens of pieces.

Lin Dong's body bent slightly, but he did not jump up, but shot at a disciple in Tsing Yi on the far left.

The afterimages were repeated, and at full speed, the five of them had just collected their swords and looked up into the air, Lin Dong had already arrived in front of the disciple in Tsing Yi, and the newly created bench in his hand slashed straight towards his right shoulder.

The disciple in Tsing Yi was awe-inspiring in his heart, and his right foot subconsciously kicked the ground, and the whole person shot towards the left side.

Lin Dong split the bench in the air, quickly turned around, and chased after the disciple in Tsing Yi.

Seeing that another companion was scattered, the disciple of the Ningji Sect on the left couldn't help but stab out with his sword, directly taking Lin Dong's heart, and shouting at the same time: "Straight back!" ”

The disciple in Tsing Yi understood, and saw the bench split, swinging his sword and slashing out while retreating.

Scold!

With a crisp sound, the bench was cut in half, Lin Dong's momentum suddenly stagnated, and the spirit sword behind him was already chasing after him.

Lin Dong's eyes were slightly condensed, and the legs and ankles of the disciples in Tsing Yi suddenly seemed to be grabbed by an invisible force, and the whole person fell backwards.

Although the disciple in Tsing Yi didn't know the reason, his eyes swept sharply, and he found that the companion behind Lin Dong was already less than two meters, and he kicked his legs and slid backwards.

Seeing that the disciple in Tsing Yi was almost retreating at an angle of forty-five degrees to the ground, how could Lin Dong miss this opportunity, his speed suddenly increased by one point, and the bench in his hand slashed straight towards the abdomen of the disciple in Tsing Yi.

The disciple in Tsing Yi swung his sword to block it, and with a bang, the bench was divided into two again. I thought that Lin Dong would definitely choose to retreat from one side in order to avoid the spirit sword behind him, but he didn't think that Lin Dong would swing half of the bench again and slash straight down.

The disciple in Tsing Yi was full of liver and gall, and he swung his sword and slashed it again, but his arm suddenly accelerated, and he slashed it before the bench was close.

Bang!

Half of the bench, right in the middle of the head of the disciple in Tsing Yi, instantly exploded into countless wooden blocks.

Lin Dong deliberately let the other half of the bench that the Tsing Yi disciple had cut off, silently, blocking his back, and immediately, he crashed towards the spirit sword.

Laugh at!

The spirit sword pierced through the bench, and although its strength was blocked, it still rushed towards Lin Dong's back. There was a soft sound that sank into Lin Dong's back.

The sharp pain came, and the muscles in Lin Dong's back contracted.

The impaled bench, castration was still the same, and it hit the hilt of the sword, causing the disciples of the Ningji Sect to have to withdraw their swords.

A string of blood spurted up. Under the reflection of the scorching voice, faintly, a faint colorful light was reflected.

As the spirit sword was drawn, Lin Dong's body loosened, and the whole person staggered forward a few steps.

Turning back, the four of them had already attacked at the same time.

"It's almost there!"

Lin Dong exhaled, without any hesitation, and caught up.

With one enemy and four, the strongest is only the second in the mental period, although Lin Dong has two injuries, he does not hurt the roots. For a while, the wooden blocks were flying, shouting again and again, and the situation went by with the passage of time, and the balance of victory gradually tilted towards Lin Dong.

Seeing the opportunity, a stool knocked a Ningji Sect disciple unconscious, and the victory or defeat quickly lost the last bit of suspense.

After another companion fell, the two Ningji Sect disciples fled left and right.

Lin Dong chased after one person, and in Yun Lan's hand, the Lan Chen sword flew out and sank into the back of another Ningji Sect disciple.

By the time Lin Dong smashed the person down on a bench, Yun Lan had already come to the front, holding a small porcelain bottle in his hand.

Wiping the sweat on his head, Lin Dong sat cross-legged, gasped a few times, raised his head and said, "It's okay, right?" With one against eight, victory! ”

"Is this a complete victory?" Yun Lan slowly poured the golden medicine on Lin Dong's wound and bandaged it gently.

"It's just a small injury, of course it's a complete victory." Lin Dong said without hesitation.

Yun Lan bit her lower lip lightly and said quietly: "Why force yourself to do what you don't want to do. ”

"No way, when you're old, it's time to marry a daughter-in-law......"

Lin Dong responded with a smile, he really doesn't like to practice with people who are obviously stronger than himself, especially if the other party is still an enemy, how can it be good to be beaten by someone.

Helplessly, only by fighting with stronger people will the actual combat experience grow faster than the enemy. In order to marry a good daughter-in-law, Lin Dong is still very willing.

Yun Lan was silent, wanting to say something, but couldn't say a word for a long time.

After the wound was bandaged, Lin Dong took out a pill and took it, got up and said, "Okay, continue to find the next batch." ”

Yun Lan nodded, and when Lin Dong turned around, the Lanchen Sword in his hand quietly shot out, grazing the throats of the seven unconscious Ning Ji Sect disciples.

The two of them continued to search in the Xingli Sect, and soon, another group of Ningji Sect disciples came into sight.

There are a total of seven people, but there are four who have more than three mental periods, and the other three are also double mental periods.

This strength is definitely not something that Lin Dong can handle alone.

After a calculation, Lin Dong gritted his teeth and asked for three of the disciples of the Mind Stage.

When Yun Lan separated the seven people into two parts, Lin Dong killed them and went straight to his goal.

The three mental periods are threefold, and with Lin Dong's strength, they are still slightly inferior. But with his ruthlessness, after gritting his teeth and taking two swords to kill one of them, Lin Dong temporarily stopped the decline with his ethereal steps, and slowly reversed the opportunity he had lost after killing a disciple, and gradually relaxed.

When the two of them were all killed, when they looked back, Yun Lan appeared beside them, and the other four Ningji Sect disciples were lying upright on the stone face one by one, and their bodies had already been cold for more than half an hour.

After bandaging the wound and recuperating for a while, the two set off again.

Overhead, Lie Yue slowly shifted towards the west, and when he fell below the horizon, the two of them almost circled around Xinglizong.

In this circle, there are as many as thirteen scars on Lin Dong's body. And Yun Lan, the people she killed in half a day also exceeded the dozens of times she had killed before.

The night gradually fell, and seeing that he hadn't met a single enemy for half an hour, Lin Dong was about to announce the end of work, but far away, Xiao Tianchi came over with more than a dozen disciples.

Behind Xiao Tianchi, Tianhao saw that Lin Dong was covered with bandages all over his body, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly rushed forward.

"Dad, are you hurt?"

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury." Lin Dong touched Tianhao's head with a smile and asked, "How are you, aren't you injured?" ”

Tianhao shook his head and quietly looked at Yun Lan on the side.

"He brought it on himself." Yun Lan said helplessly.

Tianhao was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask more.

"Sect Master Xiao, how's it going?" Seeing Xiao Tianchi's face full of spring breeze, Lin Dong smiled and said, "Looking at Sect Master Xiao's expression, I'm afraid it can be regarded as a big victory, right?" ”

"There were no more than ten casualties." Xiao Tianchi said with a red face: "Killing more than a dozen elders of the Ningji Sect and six hundred disciples is indeed a big victory." ”

"So powerful?"

Lin Dong couldn't help but be speechless, these years, the strength is comparable, and the role of intelligence is infinitely strong!

The disciples of the Gu Huan Sect, with the help of the blue fruit, are slightly stronger. But the number is hundreds less, even if you add the disciples of the Xingli Sect, it is only barely one line higher than the Ningji Sect, but I didn't expect that the price of defeating the Ningji Sect was only more than a dozen casualties.

The disciples of the Xingli Sect who were responsible for attracting the enemy undoubtedly also suffered casualties, although the speed was slightly stronger, but in the face of encirclement, there was definitely no way to escape. Originally, these losses should have been counted as well. But in the eyes of Lin Dong and Xiao Tianchi, these losses had little to do with themselves, so they automatically ignored them.

(To be continued)