"Ah, save me, save me!!"

Under the numb gaze of countless people's scalps, Tianjiao turned into a ball of blood, and then quickly condensed into a bronze sword.

The bronze sword instantly entered the swords, fell silent, and there was no movement.

Such a terrifying scene made countless people's scalps tingle for a while, and there were even many people with weak divine sense, who were not strong enough, and had the idea of retreating.

"It's so terrifying, I didn't expect that the end of the failure to take the sword would be so miserable......"

"I know him, he is a member of the Lingshan Sect, this faction's divine sense is ordinary and powerful, and it is very suitable for refining weapons, how can he fail?"

"Just because your divine sense is strong doesn't mean you can get the approval of the sword!"

"Yes, what the sword needs is the kind of righteousness that has a heroic righteousness, and it also has to have a heart that is full of madness about the sword, so the success rate of sword cultivation is often relatively large!"

This time, no one dared to act rashly anymore.

After a long time, someone gritted his teeth and walked out, using his divine sense to communicate with a sword he had his eye on, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Ah!!!!!h

It was miserable, but he also failed and became the new sword among all swords.

Even this failure has continued like a contagion.

5th place failed!

Sixth place and failure!

......

It wasn't until the ninth monk, that is, the young man standing in front of Lin Yi, walked to the stone tablet and used his divine sense, the situation changed abruptly.

This monk is not good-looking, but there is a vague hint of sharpness on his body, but he has restrained his edge.

As for this ninth monk, it seems that the bystanders of the other sects are not very attentive, and it seems that they have no name or fame.

After all, a well-known monk will be more or less known.

However, the ninth monk in front of him, who was not good-looking, seemed to be unknown to these people present.

"This person is not a good person......

Lin Yi frowned slightly, and whispered in his heart, he felt an extremely sharp sword smell from the body of the young man in front of him.

Sure enough!

As soon as the young man closed his eyes, his divine consciousness moved, and the sound of a sword sounded in an instant, and the sound was louder than the others before!

The faces of everyone present suddenly changed!

"Whew!"

Before they could think about it, two streamers suddenly flew out and flew straight into the young man's hands, and they were two swords!

"Wow!"

In an instant, everyone in the audience was in an uproar, and their faces were full of shock.

"Oh my God, this guy is so strong, he actually got two swords in one go!"

"Who is this person, and how does he look so strange?"

"I'm afraid it's a high-ranking disciple of a hidden old monster, it's too powerful!"

"It seems that Murong Yijian has met an opponent this time, but it's a pity that Murong Yijian didn't come, otherwise who is stronger and who is weak between him and Murong Yijian may not be ......."

Everyone had a strong interest in the monk, and even some sect elders had already spread the word and planned to win him over.

But the young man walked out expressionlessly, ignoring the rumors of outsiders, and looked indifferent.

"Why didn't my son come?"

At this moment, Murong Yun frowned deeply, he had been puzzled for a long time, but he hadn't thought about it carefully.

"Master, hurry up, otherwise the delicious food will be snatched away by others!" Jiujiu urged.

Lin Yi smiled dumbly, muttered a little, and took a step forward.

He has been observing for a long time, there should be no problem, it is a shot early and a late shot, since this is the case, it is better to shoot early, lest the sword he likes will be taken by others.

"Who is he? Why haven't I seen him?"

A native monk from the West Coast said with a playful smile: "You don't know him, Lin Lao Demon Lin Yi, but our genius on the West Coast, who is worthy of the cultivation of the first layer of Jindan, can make the entire West Coast full of turmoil!"

"What??!" The outsider was dumbfounded.

Unconsciously, the corners of many people's mouths rose slightly, as if they had seen how Lin Yi turned into a ball of blood and was miserably refined into a bronze sword.

So, under the eyes of everyone who were either sarcastic or ridiculed, Lin Yi walked in front of the swords.

"Ask ...... Yourself"

Lin Yi held his breath, calmed down, his face was solemn and serious, and he opened up his divine sense, he was not in a hurry to take the sword first, but searched again!

He's looking to see which sword to pick!

If his thoughts were known to others, he would probably vomit blood in frustration.

Others finally took it carefully, desperately trying to get the approval of one of the swords, for fear of failure, but Lin Yi was good and chose the sword instead!

A quarter of an hour passed without any response!

The smile in the eyes of everyone in the audience immediately became stronger.

In this case, as they expected, this kid of the first layer of Jindan could not succeed.

Although no one knows what kind of conditions are required to obtain the approval of these swords, it must definitely be linked to strength, and Lin Yi is only a layer of Jindan, what qualifications does he have?

"He could have done without a sword, but he had to come to die, it's really a long life......"

Many people laughed playfully and shook their heads in their hearts.

Lin Yi?

The genius of the first floor of Jindan?

Hehe, it's a joke!

Jing Tao and Jing Cuilian, the two senior brothers and sisters, were extremely anxious in their hearts, and two quarters of an hour had passed, and there was still no movement!

But strangely......

Lin Yi did not turn into a ball of blood, which means that he has not failed.

Everyone couldn't stand it anymore, and someone said: "Boy, you're out of play, don't struggle!"

"That's right, you are a mortal, it is better to die early, so as not to suffer. ”

"Everyone is waiting to continue, don't keep standing there, it's useless!"

"If the sword doesn't agree with you, it's useless to stand for a hundred years!"

And Lin Yi was still motionless, his divine sense, among the countless swords, swept back and forth, picking them one by one.

At this time, many monks were already impatient to wait, and some people continued to frown and urge: "Boy, let's come out first, don't waste everyone's time!"

"That's right, if you delay like this, it won't do anything at all, why bother?"

More and more people began to urge, and even Murong Yun frowned, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Junior, don't waste time." ”

"Shut up!!"

Lin Yi opened his eyes impatiently, and said in an unkind tone: "Lin is communicating with the sword spirit, and he has been disturbed many times, so he can't find death?!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Then......

The audience burst into laughter.

"Hahaha...... Laughed at me. ”

"Pretending! This person is actually ashamed to speak, what can he say to communicate with the sword spirit?"

Even Murong Yun snorted coldly and said: "It's ridiculous, the sword spirit in this sword mound is supreme, not to mention that you are a Jindan layer, even if you are an old man, you can't communicate with the sword spirit!"

This kind of person is completely in vain, we don't need to pay attention to him, come quickly...... Pull him down......"

The surrounding monks couldn't stand it at all, and even a few monks planned to rush up and tear Lin Yi down.

But at this time......

"What?!......

Murong Yun was originally annoyed by the scolding, but the next moment, the expression on his face instantly froze.

"Whoa, whoa!"

In an instant, six swords suddenly floated up from the sword mound, turned into streamers, and were about to fly towards Lin Yi.

The eyes of the audience widened in disbelief.

Six...... Six swords?

How is this possible?

How could it be possible to summon six swords directly in one breath?

Doesn't this mean that this son's sword intent talent is three times stronger than the previous Tianjiao young man?

World...... How can such evil exist?

"How is this possible!!" the young man was completely dumbfounded.

However, at the moment when the sword was about to fly to Lin Yi's side, he frowned, suddenly raised his big hand, and said unhappily: "Wait!"

Bang Dong –

Six swords fell to the ground with a crisp trill!

Everyone present was instantly dumbfounded, and their faces were full of bewilderment!

Miscellaneous...... What's going on? What the can you do to stop the sword?

Damn, this guy can really communicate with the sword spirit?

Lin Yi frowned, sighed, and muttered softly: "Unexpectedly, my sword heart is still not firm enough, and I can only take six swords, no, try again......"

Listening to Lin Yi talking to himself, everyone in the audience almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Holy!

Six swords, that's not enough? You know, how many people dream of taking two, but you'd be fine, six is too little!

Who said this is the first layer of Jindan?

I'll you, grandma!()

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