Lin Tianshi displayed the first sword of the Burning Sun Nine Styles, and he was able to make the sword body produce scorching flames, which made the old drunkard a little surprised, and at the same time, the old drunkard was also slightly surprised that Lin Tian could cut this sword in such a short time, although he taught by words and deeds, but this speed of comprehension was really a bit demonic.

"Not bad!"

The old drunkard laughed.

Lin Tian smiled, the Soul Spirit Sword burned even more fiercely, and a sword slashed out, instantly sweeping away the sky full of flame sword qi.

For a while, in this shrub, the metallic sound of bells continued to be heard.

......

At this time, the Hundred Refining Workshop.

"Ahh

An angry roar resounded throughout the Hundred Refining Workshop, making the disciples of the Hundred Refining Workshop tremble.

The owner of the Hundred Refining Workshop and the others returned to the Hundred Refining Workshop from the Burning Sun Sect, except for the Supreme Elder who was not damaged, the Hundred Refining Workshop Master and the others all had a broken arm, and the anger and hatred in their hearts could be imagined. At this time, the group gathered in a large hall, and only one of the elders who had stayed in the Hundred Refining Workshop before was unharmed, staring at the Hundred Refining Workshop Master and the others, his face full of surprise.

The man's face was solemn: "It's really that ......"

"Li Changfeng!"

The owner of the Hundred Refining Workshop gritted his teeth, his face full of murderous intent.

Like the Hundred Refining Workshop Master, the other two elders also had pale faces, and their eyes were bloodshot. The group of them went to the Burning Sun Sect to dignitaries, but they didn't want the old drunkard to suddenly appear, not only did Mu Hong die, but each of the three of them had an arm cut off, and even the treasures and pills that had been collected over the years were all gone.

At this moment, in the depths of the main hall, a loud sound sounded, as if it was beating a drum.

The Taishang Elder of the Hundred Refining Workshop said coldly: "Regardless of Li Changfeng for the time being, there is still half a month to go before the opening of the Burial Demon Valley, Li Changfeng will definitely let his disciples enter the Burial Demon Valley to practice, in this half month, try his best to improve the combat power of several core disciples, in the Burial Demon Valley, I must capture them alive! As long as I get the complete Hundred Refining Secret Method, the strength of my Hundred Refining Workshop will increase hundreds or thousands of times, and at that time, I will kill Li Changfeng!"

The owner of the Hundred Refining Workshop and the others gritted their teeth, and their eyes were full of light.

On the other side, the Seven Xuan Pavilion......

"Yi Zhengsheng was killed by the Burning Sun Sect?!" The Pavilion Master of the Seven Xuan Pavilion changed color: "Damn, when did he go to the Burning Sun Sect! And that Li Changfeng, that man actually returned to the Burning Sun Sect?"

"Pavilion Master, what are we going to do about this. ”

Someone said with a calm face.

"Find out about this first, and then decide what to do!"

The main road of the Seven Xuan Pavilion.

Next to him, another person said: "Pavilion Master, there is still half a month before the opening of the Burial Demon Valley." ”

"I know, let those disciples under the sect be prepared, especially those core disciples. ”

Looking outside, the face of the Lord of the Seven Xuan Pavilion was ugly, no matter how the strong man of the Imperial Sky was said to be the pillar of the sect, but now he died like this, which was a huge blow to the Seven Xuan Pavilion, but he couldn't do anything for the time being, because Yi Zheng was injured and died in the Burning Sun Sect, in the hands of the old drunkard. As a person of the same era as the old drunkard, the Seven Xuan Pavilion Lord knew very well how terrible the old drunkard was, and he could imagine that Yi Zhengsheng was not reasonable in this matter, otherwise, it would be impossible for the Burning Sun Sect to kill Yi Zhengsheng so unscrupulously.

"Not enough success!"

The Lord of the Seven Xuan Pavilion cursed, flicked his sleeves and walked towards the depths of the Seven Xuan Pavilion.

Almost at the same time, Qin Yougu got the news that Xu Yue had died in the Burning Sun Sect.

"Self-inflicted. Yu Wushuang shook his head, his face indifferent. For Xu Yue, Yu Wushuang naturally knew a lot, Xu Yue went to the Burning Sun Sect with the people of the Hundred Refining Workshop, and she guessed something somewhat: "It seems that the strength of that old drunkard now, no one in the four major sects can stop it, and it is still as strong as before." ”

"Valley Master, which disciples will go to the Burial Demon Valley to train?"

A voice rang out.

Someone walked in, also an elder of the Qin Valley.

"Although there are many opportunities in the Valley of the Buried Demons, there are also many dangers. Yu Wushuang looked at the old woman who walked in and said, "It's still the same as in previous years, only disciples who have reached the Sea Awareness Realm are allowed to enter it, so that the casualties can be reduced." ”

"What the valley master said is reasonable, and the old body also thinks so, after all, those dolls are still young, and they can't wither prematurely. ”

Come humanely.

"Well, then we'll trouble Elder Sun. ”

Yu Wushuang said.

Elder Sun smiled and waved his hand, and then retreated.

......

Burning Sun Sect, sealing the Demon Gorge.

"Khooth!"

The sword roared piercingly, and the flaming sword swept through the field control, scorching some of the nearby bushes.

In the bushes, two figures fought together, one of them held a long sword, the sword body was completely covered by flames, and the other figure held an ordinary dry branch, which was originally a branch that would soon be burned out when it encountered flames, but this branch kept colliding with the flame sword, but it was not damaged at all.

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

The branches and the flaming sword kept colliding together, making a crisp sound of metal clashing.

"The fourth sword, the wind tornado!"

A cold drink rang out.

Suddenly, the wind in the bush shook violently, and dozens of flame tornadoes appeared, causing the air to sneer.

"Not bad, very strong!"

The other laughed.

"White Lotus Sword!"

A dense white lotus suddenly appeared in the air, and immediately, the white lotus quickly condensed into a big sword, circulating and shining brightly.

These two fighting figures are naturally Lin Tian and the old drunkard, since the old drunkard took Lin Tian to seal the Demon Gorge to cultivate, ten days have passed in a blink of an eye, and in these ten days, the old drunkard is not only teaching Lin Tian the Nine Styles of Burning Sun, but also honing the white lotus born in Lin Tianzhihai, making Lin Tian's control of the white lotus more handy.

At this time, the flame tornado attacked from all directions, and the Hailian Sword ignored everything and rushed straight towards the old drunkard on the opposite side.

"Huh. ”

The old drunkard smiled, and the branches slowly pulled down.

With a snort, all the flame tornadoes collapsed, and at the same time, the lotus sword seemed to be blocked and was bounced away.

"Fifth sword, burst flame!"

Lin Tian shouted.

As he swung his sword away, the entire Spirit Sword trembled, and the air became scorching, and the sky was full of flames.

Now, when he performed the Burning Sun Nine Style, the power of the flame in the True Yuan was completely mobilized, and it was much stronger than when he had integrated the Flame True Yuan into the Canglei Sword Technique, and it was a qualitative difference. He also finally understood the old drunkard's words, he who had refined the fire crystal, was indeed very suitable for cultivating the Nine Styles of Burning Sun.

"Good. ”

The old drunkard gave a thumbs up.

The two figures fought in the bushes until another hour had passed, and then they stopped.

Lin Tian squatted to the side, panting heavily.

In the past ten days, although the old drunkard has been suppressing his strength, he is still very difficult to fight with the old drunkard, and it feels like an ant trying to shake an elephant. However, although he was tired in the past ten days, he could clearly sense that his strength had improved tremendously.

"In ten days, the Burning Sun Nine Styles have been cultivated to the fifth form, and the Sea Awareness Illusion has also been mastered more proficiently, which is very good, compared to you ten days ago, your combat power has at least doubled. After a pause, the old drunkard smiled and said: "The sixth sword to the ninth sword, I don't think you can learn it in a short time, so you don't need to practice now, next, I will pass on the essence of the tenth sword to you, remember it carefully." ”

"Huh?" Lin Tian was stunned: "Tenth sword?"

He remembered that the Burning Sun Nine Styles only had nine swords in total, where did the tenth sword come from?

The old drunkard grinned: "The Burning Sun Nine Styles do only have nine swords, but your master and I are idle, I fused the previous nine sword styles, and then there was the tenth sword." ”

"You ......"

Lin Tian glared, this is the tenth sword of the Burning Sun that he created?!

"Don't ink, see clearly, I'm only going to show you today. ”

The old drunkard said, the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed, Lin Tian saw that the old drunkard seemed to be from the first sword of the Burning Sun Nine Styles all the way to the ninth sword, the Nine Sword Styles were played out by the old drunkard in a cycle, slowly streamlined, and when dozens of breaths passed, the old drunkard slashed out with a sword.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the entire Demon Sealing Gorge seemed to shake, and a sea of fire suddenly appeared in the sky.

Lin Tian stared at the sky tightly, only to feel that this sea of fire was extremely dazzling, and the wisps of flames seemed to be all condensed by the sword qi of the lore, and he clearly saw a sharp killing sword bred in that sea of fire, as if it was going to cover the clouds, no...... Pierce the sky!

Staring at this sword, Lin Tiansheng was shocked, this ...... Is it really a means of the Imperial Sky level?

"Can you see clearly?"

The old drunkard asked.

Lin Tian retracted his thoughts, took a deep breath, and then nodded. The reason why the old drunkard took dozens of breaths to cut out that sword was because the old drunkard practiced for him ten times in a row, from slow to fast, and finally a sword was cut out, and after watching it ten times in a row, he naturally remembered it very clearly.

"The tenth sword, I named it Yanhai, but it's just a name, it doesn't matter. The old drunkard looked at Lin Tian, squinted, and said, "This trick is indeed very powerful, but boy, even if you learn this trick, you must remember that if you don't have the cultivation of the Sky Realm, don't use it rashly, Zhenyuan will not be able to keep up." ”

Lin Tian was slightly shocked: "The restriction is so big?"

The old drunkard slapped Lin Tian again: "The Nine Styles of the Burning Sun are the martial arts of the Imperial Sky Realm, the so-called Imperial Sky Realm martial arts, which were originally used for the cultivation of the strong people in the Imperial Sky, and this tenth sword is even more detached from the previous nine sword styles, and the requirements are naturally very great, do you think you can use it casually? ”

Lin Tian was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, what the old drunkard said was indeed very reasonable.

After a pause, he looked at the old drunkard, and suddenly frowned: "Old guy, I wanted to ask before, I remember that when I was in the Imperial City, when you made a move, I could still feel your true yuan fluctuations, why didn't I feel anything when you beat Mu Hong and them before? And in the past ten days, it seems that you have become an ordinary person." ”