"True meaning!"

"Cultivation Sequence Promotion!"

Lin Xiao was directly stunned, and was awakened by the extremely sharp roar of the war spear, and quickly dodged, and an irrepressible burst of excitement and ecstasy surged in his heart.

In my mind, bursts of indescribable enlightenment emerged, and the thinking and perception of swordsmanship surpassed the past, and when I surpassed the realm of enlightenment, I seemed to jump out from the bottom of the well, as if I had broken out of the cage and got out of trouble.

It turns out that swordsmanship can be so exquisite, and it turns out that swords can be so wonderful.

It was a new kind of cognition, and it was also a further deepening of my understanding of swordsmanship and swords.

True meaning!

The true meaning of the sword!

The true meaning of swordsmanship!

At this moment, Lin Xiao felt as if he had pushed open a portal and glimpsed the more colorful and vast world behind the portal, full of mystery.

In his mind, there seemed to be a force, an invisible and colorless but truly existing force, Lin Xiao involuntarily rose to enlightenment, which was the power of the spiritual level.

"The will is like the edge of the sword. Lin Xiao muttered to himself, his eyes were extremely bright, as sharp as a sword, piercing the night, everything he saw was like day, and everything became clearer.

"My sword can cut everything. When the words fell, Lin Xiao's body suddenly erupted with a will, an invisible but sharp will, although it was a little subtle, like a candle in the wind, but it could not be ignored.

That faint and invisible will permeated the White Bird Sword in his hand, and a feeling of oneness of mind and mind was leisurely, and the blade of the sword seemed to be covered with a layer of invisible power.

Plausible, mysterious and mysterious.

For a while, Lin Xiao felt that he had realized a lot, but he was also ignorant a lot.

"Slash!" The word exit, like a thunderous sound, shattered the long night, this time, Lin Xiao did not dodge the war spear bombardment of the zombie who practiced the perfection in the body, but slashed out with a sword, so resolute, so tough, so fierce.

The moment the blade of the sword came into contact with the war spear, Lin Xiao immediately had a wonderful feeling, as if he had touched the war spear with his hand at once, and understood how hard it was, and a thought rose in his heart: "I can cut it off." ”

The thought flashed, so abrupt, yet so natural, unexpected, and under control.

The White Bird Sword slashed into the spear like a bamboo, and there was an astonishing resistance, constantly crowding out the blade, trying to repel it, but all obstacles were cut off.

The extremely hard war spear, under Lin Xiao's sword, split into two and fell to the ground one by one.

As soon as the blade of the sword turned, the sword light suddenly seemed to be thunder in the sky, instantly dispelling the darkness of the night, illuminating the zombie's thin and hideous face, as well as the pair of gray-white eyes.

This sword slashed into the neck of the zombie again, and that wonderful feeling grew from the heart again.

I can cut it off!

I'm going to cut it off!

Slash!

The heavy resistance under the blade of the sword was constantly cut and torn, and with the determination to move forward, the sword body seemed to be flooded with a burst of cold and blazing lightning, and a hideous head suddenly flew up.

"Kill the enemy by skipping the level, and the battle record will be increased by eighty. The voice seemed to have returned to its original old-fashioned and stiff, and it seemed to be a little more wooden, as if the feeling of being a little more vivid and spiritual was just an illusion.

Lin Xiao didn't have the time to pay attention to it, when the sword cut off the war spear and cut off the head of the zombie who had completed the internal training, Lin Xiao felt extremely happy, as if he had a sword in his hand, and nothing in the world could stop it.

As far as the eye can see, everything can be cut off.

In the next breath, Lin Xiao couldn't help but be in a trance, his brain tingled faintly, and an indescribable exhaustion erupted, as if he had burst his liver for three days and three nights without rest, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

What's going on?

Could it be that it has something to do with the sword that cut everything off?

That sword, draining your spirit?

For martial arts, Lin Xiao is actually just starting out, and he still knows a lot of things, but he doesn't cooperate, so he can only wait for this matter to go back and ask Brother Axe.

A martial arts master-level boss, you should understand.

The sword that had just erupted also consumed the remaining internal strength, Lin Xiao felt as if his body had been hollowed out, as if all the water in the bottle had been poured out, and the emptiness felt a little uncomfortable.

In normal times, he could use the Tianhe Internal Breathing Technique to restore his internal strength, but now, Lin Xiao had to endure the trance and stinging pain in his mind, took out an Inner Lian Pill and quickly threw it into his mouth to chew and swallow.

Ma Guangyuan had two knives in his hands, and he was still fighting with the real martial artist-level zombies, and the three elders besieged a real martial artist-level zombie, and the fight was inseparable, and the zombie's body was too hard to break.

At this time, layers of gray mist surged outside, and the cold and rotten aura swept in like a tide, rushing into the main hall one after another, and a group of zombies killed again.

Lin Xiao rubbed his head, the tingling sensation gradually subsided, and the trance was also dissipating, barely recovering.

Under the internal practice pill, the internal strength of his body quickly recovered, but it was difficult for Lin Xiao to use the sword that could cut everything off.

The edge of that sword is indeed very amazing, and even the zombies who have completed their internal training can't stop it, it's just too exhausting.

His eyes were still bright, his pupils swept across as if he contained a sword blade, Lin Xiao's body moved again, his posture was as elegant as a crane sweeping in the sky, and the sword light rose like thunder in the night sky, cutting through the neck of a zombie.

The spiritual head had not fully recovered, Lin Xiao did not make a random move, but stared at those zombies who didn't look so strong, and specifically targeted them.

It's not very strong, but in fact, it's relatively speaking, after all, they all have the strength of internal training, at least they are beginners in internal training, but their tough bodies make them more difficult than ordinary introverted beginners.

"Thank you!" the person who was indirectly rescued by Lin Xiao said immediately, regardless of his embarrassment.

At this moment, everything is as usual in the Black Soil Gang, after all, the distance between the two gangs is a little far, and the battle that broke out in the White Cloud Gang was in the middle of the night, and it was even more difficult for the Black Soil Gang to know immediately.

"I don't know how many people can pass the assessment of the Dragon Gang?" Li Fei, the leader of the Black Earth Gang, sat in the room, thinking secretly.

The Dragon Gang, the largest gang in the dynasty and the largest gang in the world.

If he could, he would actually want to join the Dragon Gang, but he also knew that it would not be easy, or even difficult.

True warriors, in a place like Lin'an County, can indeed be called a strong party, but in the county town, it is not very powerful, and in the Dragon Gang, a big force known as the largest gang in the world, there are not a few true warriors.

For a big force like the Dragon Gang, they are more willing to cultivate talents by themselves, starting from the lowest level, such as recruiting some teenagers who have not cultivated but have good roots, or some talented external forging martial artists, because those who have cultivated themselves will often be more loyal to the gang.

Of course, it is not excluded that some martial arts masters will be recruited from the outside world, but it is often difficult for such masters to enter the core of the gang, unless they contribute a lot to the gang.

As long as there are a few people in the Outer Forging Limit Gang who can pass the assessment and enter the Dragon Gang, it will be a great thing for the Black Soil Gang, first of all, the Black Soil Gang will get a batch of resources, which belong to the resources rewarded by the Dragon Gang, which is quite rich, and secondly, the gang members who go out from the Black Soil Gang, if they mix well in the Dragon Gang in the future, they may miss the old and take care of the Black Soil Gang to some extent, which is very good.

So far, Li Feishen still didn't know that those Extreme Genius Gangs of External Forging that he had high hopes for had already turned into inhuman ghosts and had been killed again, if he knew the truth, Li Feishen's tears would fall.

......

"Ten kills in a row, plus one hundred. ”

In the main hall of the Baiyun Gang, when Lin Xiao's sword cut off the neck of the tenth zombie, Mu Ran's prompt sounded in his mind again, and it sounded so wonderful.

It's just that his spirit has never fully recovered, which has significantly reduced Lin Xiao's efficiency, and he needs to be more cautious to ensure his own safety.

If you are attacked by this kind of zombie, the consequences are very serious, and the corpse poison enters the body and dies.

......

Outside the White Cloud Gang, blood continued to snake away, submerging into the thick gray mist, fluctuating like a tide, and a terrifying aura was born in it, constantly expanding.

It was as if something terrible was waking up in the gray mist.

After a while, the gray fog suddenly surged like a frenzied tide, and the rotten breath was permeated, turning into a howling wind, sweeping up the surging gray fog, like a tornado, like a tornado, and bursts of roaring sound continued to sound.

The whirring wind was loud, and a figure stood in it.

I saw that the gray mist tornado rushed straight into the sky, as if it shattered the night, rushing into the sky, and it looked like a pillar of heaven from a distance.

The tornado rushed to a height of 100 meters, and then turned sharply, like a poisonous dragon breaking through the sky, and directly bombarded that figure, as if it was shattered, the ground shook, and the energy roared in all directions, like bursts of thunder in this night.

The gray mist tornado continued to blast into the body, and when it disappeared completely, it revealed a tattered robe, but the body was not shriveled and thin before, but became full and full, very tall and strong, and looked like an iron tower towering over the earth.

"This king......" The tower-like figure suddenly spoke, and his voice was obscure, hoarse, and low, as if he hadn't spoken for hundreds of years: "...... Finally...... Revert to ...... This step is ......"

As the words fell, an astonishing momentum suddenly erupted, and a phanthropic figure could be vaguely seen floating above it, it was a very strong-looking phantom, with pitch-black chains wrapped around its body, and a vague face, but it gave people an extremely fierce feeling.

"Martial Spirits Manifest!"

"That one has finally returned to the level of a martial arts master. ”

Several black-clad masked figures lurking on the roof in the distance were excited and shocked.

"Hahahaha, the White Cloud Gang is going to be finished, this one, it's going to be done himself. ”

In the Zhou Mansion, which is far away from the Baiyun Gang, in a wide bedroom, there seems to be a dull thunderous sound rhythmically, vaguely a colorful giant tiger crawling and sleeping, suddenly, its eyes opened, piercing the night.

"Martial spirit, so evil. ”

The empty roof, as if a gust of wind rolled up, a figure suddenly appeared, as if standing there a long time ago, the expressionless face was full of solemnity, a pair of tiger eyes flashed, piercing the night and looking in the direction of the White Cloud Gang.