An unpretentious light palm instantly appeared in the air, it was the second form of 'extinguishment', at the same time, Huang Cong at the same time at the same time in a row played twenty rival fists, the fist contained my invincible ice qi, hoping to be able to successfully block it, at this moment he had taken out all his hole cards, and almost used the forbidden things in his body.

There was no sound, and the first batch of sword qi ushered in was completely like a mud cow entering the sea, without setting off any waves, but Huang Cong didn't have any carelessness, because he found that with more and more sword qi, his 'annihilation' gradually dimmed, and he didn't know how many sword qi he could resist.

After a breath, the light palm had completely disappeared into the air, and the power of the sword qi did not weaken in the slightest, Huang Cong immediately cast his 'one step away' to dodge repeatedly, and the indestructible ice qi in his hand also kept urging out, and for a while, the light here was bright and dazzling.

"Bang Bang Bang"

After countless collisions, Huang Cong finally became a little overwhelmed, and his steps staggered a little, although at this moment he had completely become a bloody man, and he couldn't count how many wounds there were, but the corners of his mouth showed a hint of a smile, because he had successfully blocked all the sword qi, and he was still alive.

But in an instant, his eyes were full of fear, because the entire three thousand steps trembled completely, and an even more invisible power enveloped the four directions.

"No, why is that? Could it be that those sword qi just now are just the surface, this is the true meaning of it?"

In a trance, he heard an old word: "The way of the sword, ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

As the words ended, the three thousand sword qi was no longer three thousand, but innumerable, three thousand was just a general description, and suddenly Huang Cong was already surrounded by it, looking at this abrupt scene, only a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Do you want me to use the power of life and death balance again?" his heart was unwilling, but there was no choice, he was the only one here. At this moment, how he wished that there was a passerby beside him who would wake him up in time.

But before he could urge the endless demonic qi and death qi in his body, the sword qi had already fallen, because there were too many, and many people seemed to be in the sword sea. Everywhere they went, there were swords.

The first sword qi had already penetrated his body, and before he could stabilize his body, the second sword qi had already struck, and he had completely lost his ability to move, swaying in the wind like a fallen leaf.

After a few moments, his flesh and blood were already blurred, and he no longer knew how much sword qi had passed through his body. At the same time, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Why am I not dead yet?"

He was still conscious, enduring the pain of each sword qi piercing, I don't know how long it was, it seemed to be a century away, when the last sword qi passed, he suddenly closed his eyes, as if he felt something, but he couldn't find it.

Gradually, he felt the pain in his body slowly disappear, and the moment he opened his eyes. The three thousand steps were still the same, all the ground was restored to the same as before, and the few huge cracks in the sky had been repaired at some point, and even the body had not changed at all, as if it had never been injured.

Looking at the huge mountain gate, he knew that he had woken up in a strange meditation, but when he tried to reminisce about the experience, his heart throbbed a little, because a qiē was too real.

After a third of the time of the pillar of incense, Huang Cong cleaned up his mentality. He didn't know what he had gained, or maybe he hadn't gotten anything, but the experience just now gave him a kind of spiritual realization of what it was. At the moment, he can't say that he doesn't know what to do.

"That's it, maybe I'm really sorry I don't have that chance!"

After a sigh, Huang Cong walked towards the mountain gate again, and suddenly a small head came into his eyes, it was the little round circle he knew when he entered the mountain gate.

There was a trace of confusion in his heart, and he quickly ran forward. "Why are you still sweeping the floor here?"

Xiao Yuanyuan had already noticed Huang Cong's return, but he saw him standing there in a daze just now, so he just watched with curiosity, and at this moment, he saw that his senior brother was really awake, and suddenly his eyes showed tears, like a child.

A smile appeared on Huang Cong's face, and he said, "Didn't I ask you to go to the Internal Affairs Elder before leaving, he will help you enter the outer disciples for cultivation, why are you still sweeping the floor here?"

Speaking of this, Xiao Yuanyuan couldn't bear the feelings in his heart anymore, and cried, "Senior Brother Lin, we have been bullied, do you want to make decisions for me?"

Xiao Yuanyuan's words provoked Huang Cong's eyes instantly became solemn, and he faintly felt that something was happening in his heart, and then said loudly: "What happened, and what about my brother Erniu?"

Xiao Yuanyuan looked at the expression of his long-lost senior brother, and he was a little eager to say anything about Erniu, but Huang Cong's heart became even more anxious, and he ran directly towards the inside of the sect.

At this moment, it was the time for the Infinite Sword Sect to practice, so there were countless outer disciples gathered on the martial arts arena, and some inner disciples who had not cultivated the cave mansion, with the arrival of Huang Cong, some slightly lazy disciples looked at this person, and one of the disciples said: "Senior brother, look at the person who is looking around, it seems that the legendary figure of my sect?"

"Fart, Senior Brother Lin will be a thief, in the Infinite Sword Sect, that person doesn't know Senior Brother Lin, and if you dare to insult my idol like this, be careful that I beat you. Another man threatened viciously.

"Although I haven't met him and is just getting started, but through your description, that person's appearance really looks like Senior Brother Lin?"

The little disciple who asked before was a little unwilling.

At this moment, Huang Cong's heart was extremely anxious, looking for the figure of Erniu in the back of the martial arts arena in rows, how powerful his spiritual power was, just in a few moments, he excluded all people, and at this moment a thin back fell into his eyes.

Just in an instant, he felt that he was having difficulty breathing, as if a thousand pounds of boulder had fallen on his back, his body trembled, although he didn't believe what he saw in his heart, but his eyes were staring at that back as if they had magic power, slowly, he stepped forward with heavy steps, and with every step, the whole ground would tremble violently.

At this time, countless disciples in the martial arts arena noticed the abnormality and looked towards the place where the incident occurred, and suddenly many people's hearts seemed to be flooded with turbulent waves, and one of them shouted abruptly: "Lin is back!" Suddenly, the entire martial arts arena had exploded.

Many people's hearts were excited, but none of them dared to approach, because they found that Lin's face was extremely uncalm at this moment, and even the instructors at the front of the martial arts arena had different expressions on their faces and did not make any movements.

The thin figure is Er Niu, his face is full of tears at this moment, although he desperately wants to see his brother in his heart, but at this moment his head has never looked back.

"Your hand?" At this moment, a low, trembling voice sounded from behind him. (To be continued.) )