There was a loud bang, like thunder shattering the sky, and the martial artists who retreated to the edge of the compound only felt that their eardrums seemed to be torn apart, and their entire brains seemed to be pierced by an invisible blade, and they were in severe pain.

Lin Xiao's body is like a flying crane retreating, his feet are stepping on the ground, stepping out of layers of ripples and ripples, like a raging wave, the hard floor appears one after another fine cracks, the white bird sword trembled wildly and let out a rapid buzz, the hand holding the sword was shocked so sore and numb, the tiger's mouth seemed to be about to crack, there was an amazing force constantly impacting, this amazing power exceeded 10,000 catties, even a black bear would be directly crushed, but the impact on Lin Xiao's sword was quickly guided by Lin Xiao, and the horse stake and the flying crane treading water step into the soles of the feet.

"The matter of sword cultivation, can it be called a sneak attack, it is a preemptive strike. Lin Xiao was secretly frightened, but he responded quietly, and between the surging heat of his body, he quickly eliminated the soreness and numbness caused by the impact of the powerful force, and at the same time, Li Ganghao's body was like a violent wind, and the long knife slashed hard, smashing the long wind.

The sword light was dazzling, and the whistling sound poured into his ears.

Lin Xiao immediately dodged, and a sword slashed out from the flank like a swift wind.

The strength that Xiaocheng can explode in internal training exceeds 10,000 catties, and the commission is too strong, Lin Xiao knows that he can't compare, so he can only adopt guerrilla tactics.

Lin Xiao felt that he was too inflated, it was like walking on a tightrope cliff, but for some reason, there were bursts of trembling in his heart, not fear, but excitement, which came from the deepest excitement in his heart.

That trembling sensation made Lin Xiao's spirit more and more concentrated, his muscles tightened, his strength seemed to become more and more condensed, and his perception seemed to become more keen, and he could vaguely sense the slight flow of air flow around him.

Wonderful, wonderful.

Slash slash!

Li Ganghao has a knife in his hand, his hands are tightly clasped with the handle of the knife before and after, each knife is not only heavy, but also extremely violent, indomitable to cut everything, bringing a burst of violent knife wind whistling, each knife has a kind of resoluteness that will not stop without killing the enemy.

"He's not as fast as me. Lin Xiao dodged on the side, his eyes were extremely sharp, the other party's sword skills were amazingly powerful, very violent, and the knife did his best, but in terms of knife speed, it was not as good as himself, of course, no matter how slow the speed of the internal training master was, it was not comparable to external forging, the problem was that Lin Xiao was not an ordinary external forging.

He is in the second class.

As early as when he killed Fei Yang, Lin Xiao's speed was close to internal training, and now it is much faster.

Don't confront the other party head-on, the Jinhua Feihe treading water step to the extreme, dodge again and again, the qi pulse is long, Lin Xiao's breathing is not disordered, and the swordsmanship of the wind is used again and again, one sword after another stabs and sharpens from the flanks, and the swordsmanship is exquisite.

"He is only forging outside, and he can actually fight against Xiaocheng inside......" He Mingshan was shocked and unbelievable.

He had never heard of any external forging quasi-martial artist who could resist the internal martial artist, no matter how strong the external forging eruption was, it could not get close to 10,000 catties, but it was not difficult for the power of the internal training explosion to exceed 10,000 catties, it was like a waterline.

You must know that not long ago, this Li Ganghao defeated himself, doesn't it mean that Lin Xiao's strength is enough to compete with him? or even ...... Better than yourself?

For a while, He Mingshan had a strong sense of trance as if he was drinking.

"My junior brother ......" Fang Qinglei put his hands on his back again, his heart was full of surprise, he was a martial arts master, and what he saw and heard was even more subtle and unique: "When will you cultivate the Wind Sword Technique and the Flying Crane Treading Water Step to the point of enlightenment?"

Fang Qinglei's heart was very confused.

Is that a good way to enter the realm, even if it is just a third-rate martial arts, it is also a realm of transcendence, how can it be so easy to achieve?

And how long have you been getting those two martial arts, and you don't want to lose face if you learn third-rate martial arts?

To say that he, a martial arts master, wants to cultivate a third-rate martial arts to the level, it is not a difficult matter, but the problem, Lin Xiao is only eighteen years old, and he is just an external forging quasi-martial artist.

An outside-forging quasi-martial artist, but doing what many true martial artists and even true martial artists can't do, how subversive of imagination.

"Could it be that this product is naturally suitable for sword practice?" Fang Qinglei couldn't help but exude his thoughts: "Or is he incomparably compatible with the inheritance of Tianheliu?"

"So, isn't Tianhe's body forging skill also expected to be transformed?"

The more he thought about it, the more likely he suddenly felt, even if it was a few days later, Lin Xiao suddenly told him that Tianhe had become a physical exerciser, and he would not feel unacceptable.

Swinging the sword again and again, Lin Xiao felt more and more that the airflow around him was clearer, as if it was with the White Bird Sword, invisibly retreating for the White Bird Sword, and even gradually forming a boost, making the White Bird Sword a little faster.

Li Ganghao slashed out again and again, straight slash, horizontal slash, oblique slash, light slash, heavy slash, all kinds of slashes are handy, each slash is full of strength, and the strength and angle are almost perfect.

"Quick!"

"Faster!"

"Even faster!"

Lin Xiao's eyes contracted, and the flow induction of the airflow around his body became clearer and clearer, Li Ganghao's straight knife slash was the airflow brought up, so that Lin Xiao sensed it for the first time, and instantly reacted to dodge, meticulous dodge, a sword stabbed directly, and the sword seemed to merge into the airflow and turned into a wisp of wind.

"Not long ago, it was just the first time to grasp the Body Sword Realm, but now it has mastered the Body Sword Realm to such a profound level. Fang Qinglei's pupils contracted suddenly, and he couldn't stop the horror in his heart.

Monster!

It's just a little monster.

In the history of Heaven and Earth, since the ancestor who opened the Heaven and Earth Gate, has there ever been such a monster?

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is not, and as for the record of the patriarch, it is only a few words, how amazing it is, there is no way to know, after all, it is too far away.

A strange battle, but it makes people's scalps tingle.

Every knife is so terrifying, as if it can cut everything, but it can't cut Lin Xiao, Lin Xiao's body seems to turn into a mass of air, changing, like the wind is invisible, like the impermanence of the clouds, a ray of sword light melts into the air flow and turns into a wind, and one sword after another turns into a wisp of wind and flies, all blowing towards Li Ganghao.

"Is this the so-called strongest cut in the world, even my external forging can't cut it. Lin Xiao's voice then sounded, blended into the wind, and blew into Li Ganghao's ears.

Li Ganghao's face changed suddenly, and his heart was shocked, why is this an external forging?

Is it really an external forge?

When can the external forging be so strong that it can fight with himself, an internal training Xiaocheng, without defeat?

Could it be that the martial arts of the dynasty are really so strong?

Stronger than a slash?

Can you even let an external forging compete with internal training?

Li Ganghao's mood fluctuated instantly, affecting his sword, and the momentary pause was immediately perceived and captured by Lin Xiao, and the sword was killed like a swift wind.

A sword followed by a sword, and the swords and swords were linked, as if a wisp of wind was endless, constantly blowing towards Li Ganghao, and one move lost the opportunity, Li Ganghao reacted quickly and immediately counterattacked, but he was still one step slower.

Even if he is known as the Wind Chopping Knife, the sword can burst out with a force beyond 10,000 catties, but it can't cut off the wind that the sword in Lin Xiao's hand has turned into, it is the wind that is out of the realm of supernatural transformation, the wind that is at the peak of the sword realm, and the wind that cannot be cut off endlessly.

"This battle is decided. Fang Qinglei suddenly said secretly.

A chopping stream is advocating the martial arts of attack, offense is the best defense, when they give up the offense and turn to defense, it is a mess of the square inch, it can only be said that this person's mastery of a chopping stream is not deep enough.

Fang Qinglei's gaze became distant, and he couldn't help but sound an opponent back then, who mastered it to an amazing point, and in that battle, he tried his best to win narrowly.

Unable to defend it for a long time, Lin Xiao's sword tore a gap and directly stabbed Li Ganghao's hand holding the knife, the astonishing sharpness of the White Bird Sword tore in an instant, and the wind seemed to explode in an instant, turning into countless pieces.

Tearing, cutting, piercing.

Sword and sword!

"Dead!" Li Ganghao roared angrily, aroused the ferocity in his heart, did not dodge or let Lin Xiao's sword fall on his body, clenched the long knife with both hands and raised it high, the muscles of his body were swollen, the muscles were tense, and his internal strength was surging, and his entire upper body seemed to swell in a circle, and the originally somewhat wide warrior robe was immediately tightened, and he poured all his strength into this knife.

This knife ...... If you can split the mountain.

A wisp of wind, flashing in an instant, Li Ganghao raised the knife with all his strength but failed to cut it down, not that he was unwilling to cut it, but in an instant, a strong internal strength poured like a torrent bursting the embankment, making the power of this knife suddenly collapse like a broken bubble.

I don't know when, his neck was pierced by a sword, Li Ganghao held the long knife high, his arms trembled slightly, his eyes glared at Lin Xiao angrily, but the depths of his eyes were full of confusion and incomprehension.

"Facts have proved that it is a problem for a stream to dominate Qingtong Township, let alone the world. Lin Xiao slowly pulled out the White Bird Sword and said unhurriedly.

Li Ganghao expressed his disbelief, tried to widen his eyes, his lips trembled lightly and wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything, only blood kept gurgling out of his throat, and he slowly fell down with endless unwillingness.

The sun was shining, as if putting on a layer of battle clothes for Lin Xiao, and the light was dazzling.

On the afternoon of September 23, 669 in the Great Cloud Calendar, Lin Xiao crossed the level for the first time to practice inside, and the martial arts hall was shocked.

"Kill the enemy by skipping the level, and the battle record will be increased by four hundred. There seemed to be a kind of surprise in the old-fashioned and stiff voice.

Lin Xiao's hand holding the sword shook unconsciously, and an indescribable ecstasy suddenly surged from his heart.

Four hundred!

The battle record was directly increased by four hundred, which was several times more than when Fei Yang was killed at that time, this is the real fat sheep, the big fat sheep.

Lin Xiao was suddenly so excited that he almost laughed out of the barbell.

Calm and calm, you have to have the demeanor of a master, and now I have killed a person who is a master of internal training.

Invincible, I'm invincible.

"There's nothing to be proud of. Fang Qinglei suddenly spoke: "This person's cultivation of the One Chopping Stream is not enough, and he has not mastered the essence of the One Chopping Stream, otherwise you will lose this battle." ”

"I forge, fellow practitioners, I kill like chickens. Lin Xiao groaned in his heart, choking Fang Qinglei's face with a word, he couldn't say a word, he couldn't refute it.

External forging successfully kills internal practice, this is a fact, how to refute it.

Indeed, as Lin Xiao said, if the other party is also successful in external forging, or Lin Xiao is a small practitioner in the inside, it is indeed like killing a chicken with a sword.

Although it is a fact, why is it so angry to look at him pretending to be a master, the more I think about it, the more angry I become, and I want to beat him.

"Come on, come on, I'll control my cultivation in the outer forging, let's learn from each other. Fang Qinglei said ill-intentionedly.

"Hahahaha, Gang Master He, you have something to do with me, let's go, let's go outside and talk." Lin Xiao immediately laughed, and hurriedly shouted to He Mingshan, who was dazed by the torture of life, and quickly walked outside the martial arts hall, even giving up the most important part of touching the corpse.

Martial arts master-level boss, I can't afford to provoke you, what do you say to control your strength, will I Lin Wuming be spicy naively believe it? Will you give me a chance to beat me?

Don't even think about it.