"Phantom Array! And how! I'm going to break it! Firm words came out of Lin Hua's mouth.

A chilling light flashed across his eyes.

Is it self-confidence, is it madness?

I saw that Lin Hua's hands were only holding the hilt of the Zimang Sword.

His expression was solemn, and his steps were slightly staggered.

A nameless majesty suddenly emerged from Lin Hua's body.

It did not cause a vision of heaven and earth like Yin Yuexing's move and sword power before.

But the momentum that also emerged on Lin Hua's body would never be underestimated.

"Yes! This power, this momentum, isn't it? Suddenly, Yin Yuexing seemed to think of something, her eyes widened, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

However, at this moment, a cracking sound suddenly sounded.

I saw that the ground under Lin Hua's feet suddenly couldn't withstand the extreme heavenly yuan force, and it instantly cracked.

"A Sword Stream, Wind Marks." As soon as the words came out, a force even greater than Fang Cai burst out from Lin Hua's emaciated body.

At this moment, Lin Hua had no other thoughts except for the thought of releasing this move with the greatest strength, and he had already fallen into a realm of selflessness.

"Ding, break through the limit, level up, currently the third order."

The sudden prompt sound did not make Lin Hua's heart feel any trouble, but instead poured all the inexplicable extra yuan power in his body into the purple mang sword.

A sword flow, a trace of the wind, too void sword skills.

A supreme and mysterious sword technique.

He is said to be mysterious because no matter how much you cultivate, you can still cultivate this sword technique.

There are no requirements, as long as your spiritual power is enough, you can cultivate.

This also led to this move, although the conditions were relaxed, but in the hands of others, the power could not be compared to the techniques between the same levels.

But now that this sword skill under Lin Hua has finally exerted his terrifying power.

The purple sword surged into the sky, and the supreme sword intent rushed straight to the heart, although it was not aimed at himself, but Yin Yuexing on the side clearly felt the supreme sword intent.

It was not Lin Hua's sword intent, but the sword intent contained in this move.

That created the supreme sword intent of the predecessors of this 'One Sword Stream, Wind Trace'.

Indomitable, unyielding, confident, proud.

Why, why did the usually third-rate sword skill have such great power at this moment.

Yin Yuexing finally knew, it was not that the sword moves were not strong, but that the methods used by everyone were wrong.

It's all wrong.

It wasn't until now, when Lin Hua used this trick under specific circumstances, that Yin Yuexing suddenly woke up.

A sword flow, a sword flow, what is a sword flow?

A sword out, not life and death, a sword out to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Since it is called a sword stream, how can it leave half a cent of strength?

"Hold your head high and be far away, roaring in the wind; It is possible to find opponents and discuss swords, and the heights are cold. Drink! ”

And at this moment, a poem suddenly appeared in Lin Hua's mind, and it appeared inexplicably, as if a mysterious swordsman appeared in front of him.

Silver-haired, white-dressed, standing on a high mountain, overlooking the land of China.

"Junior, I don't know if you are a man or a woman, and I don't know if you are strong or weak, but since you comprehend the mystery of my sword technique of the Demon Sword Flow and Wind Trace, then accept my inheritance, don't follow my path, and realize your own path from it~ Haha~ Remember my name: Demon Sword Flow Wind Trace."

Rumble!

With a violent sound, a sword stream and wind scar turned into a shocking purple sword and soared into the sky.

After a loud noise, it was like the sound of glass cracking, and I saw that a slight crack suddenly appeared in the surrounding space, and then a burst of white light erupted from it, making Yin Yuexing, Lin Hua and Yu Xiang all can't help but close their eyes.

"Demon Sword, Wind Scarf." Lin Hua, who had not yet recovered from that spiritual illusion, looked at the purple mangxian sword in his hand and couldn't help but muttered to himself slightly.

What kind of power is that, to be able to put it directly into my memory, and through an ordinary move.

Could it be that his sword has become a law, a consciousness of heaven and earth, otherwise how can it be directly put into my memory?

"Ding Dong, trigger the side plot: Kendo Inheritance. Requirements: Create your own sword skills. Rewards: Demon Flow Sword and Wind Scar inherit all sword skills. Failed: You can't use any sword skills in the future (you can pay 5000 luck points to disarm.) ）”

"Yes! Is it the inheritance of the Demon Flow Sword and Wind Scarre? Interesting, interesting! A smile appeared on his face, and Lin Hua's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of interest.

"Ha, you and the other three surprised me." There was a burst of chuckles, and when I looked around, I saw a young Taoist, holding a white jade fan, carrying a purple gold flute around his waist, wearing a golden silk robe, and a silver jade crown on his head, so a gorgeous and unparalleled Taoist.

"Then go down to the first seat of Confucianism: Long Yuefei." Arching his hand, gently inciting the feather fan, Long Yue flew towards the three of them and bowed slightly.

"Too imaginary: Yin Yuexing."

"Too imaginary: Lin Hua."

"Martial Arts Scattered Cultivation: Yuxiang."

"What is the intention of the predecessors to arrange the phantom array here?" Lin Hua opened his mouth and asked, after all, he still has a side task, and this person is probably the key.

"Hah! It's just for the test. Shaking the feather fan gently, Long Yuefei said with a faint smile on his face.

"Test? Then why didn't my father release him after three years in the mountains? Yu Xiang looked excited and struggled to stand up.

"Drink!" Seeing Yu Xiang like this, Long Yuefei's face was still flat, the feather fan was lightly swiped, and a burst of golden brilliance suddenly appeared, shining on Lin Hua and the three of them, and the strength and physical strength that had been lost were miraculously restored.

"Thank you, senior!" President Yin Yue breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him.

Judging from this action, this person should not be a wicked person.

"You're still answering me!" Yu Xiang still asked excitedly.

"Ha, the idea of an inferior person, in order to seek eternal life, is omnipresent, this is the scene, you can watch it for yourself." Long Yuefei let out a long sigh, the feather fan was clean, Yu Xiang closed his eyes in response, and then opened his eyes, already with a gloomy face.

"I see? In pursuit of eternal life, in pursuit of immortal path, it is like this, then, what about others? Yu Xiang sighed.

"Invaded by demons, he is already dead." Long Yuefei is still breezy and calm.

"Then Bao, it's also a senior, you?" Yu Xiang asked.

"It is I who have opened up the wisdom for it, and given you hope, which is much better than despair." Long Yuefei nodded lightly and did not deny it.

"But sometimes the vague hope is more unbearable than despair." Yu Xiang lowered his head.

"Then senior, what is the purpose of setting up this formation?" Yin Yuexing looked at Long Yuefei and said strangely.

"Naturally, it is for the test, who can be my successor, you and the other three I am very optimistic, but it's a pity that you and the other three already have a teacher, it's a pity, it's a pity!" Long Yuefei showed a look of disappointment on his face and sighed.

But then he smiled and said: "However, although it is a pity, it is not nothing, if I expected it to be true, the ghost in your chest, young man, I think it is an innate thing that has been deprived of memory with a mystical method!" ”

"That's exactly what my predecessors said." Nodding Yin Yuexing, took out the black beads in his chest, that is, Guiguzi.

"Well, it's not bad, it's not bad, it's not bad, but you can be my disciple." Long Yuefei nodded with satisfaction.

"Senpai, what do you want to do?" Seeing Long Yuefei take over the Guiguzi in Yin Yuexing's hand, Lin Hua couldn't help but speak.

"I took him to practice and took him as a disciple." Long Yuefei said indifferently.

And just as he said this, the bead in his hand suddenly emitted a faint black light, and then he wanted to break free from Long Yuefei's palm, but it was just in vain.

"Ha, you guy, you still don't want to? Do you know how many people are crying and shouting, let me go and collect apprentices, and I don't even look at them? However, don't worry, if you get a bit of my true inheritance, I will definitely let you go to find these two little babies. After speaking, Long Yuefei didn't wait for Lin Hua and Yin Yuexing to speak, he turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky.

"A faction of autumn, three points of spring, the palace lights are bright and blooming at night, and they are leisurely drinking together. This thing is considered to be my reparation, too void junior, if there is any difficulty, you and the other three, you can take this thing to the southwest Qingyun Mountain Longyantai to come to me. ”

The figure vanished, leaving only a faint echo.