The situation has not reached a point of last resort, and Lin Zhan will not teleport to avoid too far. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The wave of sword array offensive just now was very hard at first, but Lin Zhan was still as strong as before, and later he had the power of the ink sword, of course, it was much easier.

There is a trace of Xiao Hei's sword spirit clone in the ink sword, which gives birth to a spirituality. Lin Zhan still didn't know if this spirituality was Xiao Hei's ontological consciousness, or was it new, a new sword spirit consciousness?

Xiao Hei's body is dormant, and the new one, there is no way to communicate, it just has some kind of resonance.

But this has already made Lin Zhan very relieved, just now the ink sword took the initiative to leave his hand, and took the initiative to challenge the long sword of the Burial Sword Peak, which is a move that can only be done by a perfect sword spirit, which shows that the sword spirit juvenile in the ink sword already has a very strong consciousness, and can sense the crisis faced by the master.

At this moment, Lin Zhan saw that the big man who came out of the opponent's formation was still a little imposing, so he also held the ink sword, swept forward, and said, "Flame Peak Lin Zhan, welcome to the meeting!"

A pair of fairy wind and fairy bones, fluttering robes, and a little smile on his face.

Many people besieged just now, and the sword array was not afraid, but now it is going to be a heads-up duel, Lin Zhan is really welcome.

Wushan greeted all the junior brothers, as well as Shui Xinxin, standing far away, and everyone should be extremely nervous in their hearts.

"Senior Brother Wude should be able to defeat Lin Zhan, right?"

"I think so, but I don't think it will go that smoothly......"

"This Lin Zhan is really a demon, seeing that his strength is the same as you and me, he is only the second grade of the Yellow Order, why can't he attack it for a long time just now?"

A few disciples whispered, and the confidence didn't seem to be too great.

What's even more pessimistic, when I think back to the situation where the six brothers in front of me died and two were wasted, I panicked inexplicably.

"Hugh wants to grow the morale of others and destroy his own prestige!" Wu Shan snorted coldly, suppressing the emotions of all the junior disciples a little.

Only then did he quietly watch the duel between Lin Zhan and Wu De.

However, Shui Xinxin secretly pinched a handful of sweat, and the red-tailed scorpion had already gone out to lurk, just waiting for her divine sense command.

Since Wu Shan knew that Lin Zhan was powerful, he only let Wu De challenge it alone, which showed that he was still very sure, so Shui Xinxin must always be vigilant.

And this is also an opportunity, the strongest Wushan Wude and the two are separated, then the success rate of her attack will be greater, if the red-tailed scorpion can bite Wushan, it will inevitably cause a reversal of the situation.

There is no need for two kind words, and the heads-up is unfolded.

The two swords, one heavy and one long, were already sharp before they did their best.

The sword in Wu De's hand is called Cangyang, and the shape of the sword body is different, in a triangular shape, and the whole body is shining with silver light, with a chilling air.

What he made was the most vigorous set of swordsmanship in the Burial Sword Peak, the mountain swordsmanship!

When the sword style was first formed, it gave birth to a power of opening up mountains and opening up the territory, causing the vibration of the breath around the body.

As soon as Lin Zhan received the move, he knew that this heads-up was not easy to deal with.

The opponent's realm level strength is higher than his own at a glance, and at this moment, his state has not fully recovered from the medicinal effect of the Ethereal Day Immortal, and the skill of teleportation is not as good as that of the peak period, so at the beginning, he fell into the inferior.

It's not that Lin Zhan hasn't killed an opponent of the fourth and fifth grades of the Yellow Rank who has crossed the level, but that kind of four and five grades, compared with the four grades of Wude in front of him, is inevitably too different and cannot be equated.

If anyone regards the Yellow Rank Fourth Rank of the logistics steward as the same Yellow Rank Fourth Rank Wu De who has been a sword disciple for many years, it will be a big joke.

This is equivalent to retirement, the difference between the year of play, or the distance between amateur and professional.

Therefore, Lin Zhan's confrontation with Wu De can be regarded as an opportunity to really start to experience the strength of the Yellow Rank Four Grades.

Of course, it is with the ink sword, Lin Zhan uses it now, and there is no need to deliberately build up momentum or anything, as he moves, and his consciousness points to, the ink sword will automatically absorb the spiritual power in Lin Zhan's body and present the power.

In an instant, the sky and the earth moved, and the ink sword was using a proud posture to face the enemy!

The ink sword trembled slightly, emitting a quaint, but also containing a kind of immature long roar, and in an instant, the sword surged sharply, and at this moment, the long swords in the hands of those disciples of the Burial Sword Peak who were watching the battle from a distance all had a brief restlessness, followed by a long-lasting ups and downs, as if giving birth to a kind of intention that was about to surrender.

This has caused many people to switch to using their hands and holding them firmly so as not to make a fool of themselves.

Wu Shan's eyes were sharp, and a trace of surprise crossed his mind: "This inconspicuous black sword is about to have a sword spirit!"

How could the sword spirit be so easy to have?Just like the burial of the sword peak, it was only among the few people above the senior elder level, the sword spirit was born from the long sword used, and now the ink sword in Lin Zhan's hand was actually there!

Wu Shan glanced at Shui Xinxin, who was getting closer and closer to him, and was sure in his heart: "As long as Lin Zhan is done this time, he must put his ink sword away, hmph, when the time comes, the strength will increase, and a beautiful junior sister like Shui Xinxin, how many will run towards him, how many of them will run towards him, how can he use Shui Xinxin to please him in every possible way, not only will he have a hot face and a cold ass, but he will not be able to do any good." ”

Wu De's figure moved, and with the Cangyang sword coming out, the light suddenly appeared, like a golden crow soaring and spreading its wings, volleying in the air, the sound broke through the air and tore, and spread far, and the sword qi was practiced, just like the giant flame spewed out by the golden crow, which locked Lin Zhan firmly in an instant.

The Cangyang Sword emitted seventy-seven forty-nine sword rays, like a large umbrella that was held upside down, spraying out.

And in front of Lin Zhan, he raised his hand and flipped the ink sword, and the tide of the spiritual power sword swept up a stormy wave, and a scene of sword qi swept away, enveloping the opponent's forty-nine sword rays.

The sound of shuttling, coupled with the crackling and beeping in the tidal sword, the whole movement spread hundreds of feet, and it was still roaring.

Lin Zhan had no joy or sorrow on his face, the birth of the sword spirit, and he was very autonomous to do some steps that he originally needed to complete, which made him relaxed at the same time, and at the same time, he also had a certain sublimation in the artistic conception, coupled with the bonus of the ethereal one-day immortal breath, at this moment, he was like a peerless power, and with a slight wave of the sword, he could sweep through thousands of armies and break through thousands of enemies.

This seems to be the effect that the Cangyang Sword should have, but it is perfectly displayed on Lin Zhan's ink sword.

Wu De paused slightly, because when he saw the sword gone, he disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't penetrate the sword qi of Lin Zhan's scene, the soles of his feet were a little, he drew his sword and got up, changed his body shape in the air, and cast his sword style again and again, and another wave of sword rays was born, this wave, more than forty-nine daos, in each of them, there seemed to be a golden crow singing, and flames were spraying...... (To be continued.) )