"Ahem, Hall Master Lin, he's not casting the flying sword sword, he's just taking his sword spirit dragon back into the spirit realm. At this time, Bai Qin'an finally couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded Lin Min, the hall master of the Discipline Hall, who was still dodging in the void.

林敏堂主终于停了下来，用那双眼睛仔细的扫视着周围。

There are no flying swords at all, and there are no superb skills to hide at all!

She's been tricked!

"Hahaha, I wish the little uncle is too cunning, he shouted so loudly just now, I really thought that there was an imposing sword technique out of the sheath!"

Wu Feng shook his head, already trying very hard to hold back his smile.

And Yun Zhonghe and Haoye widened their eyes even more, can they still play like this??

"Damn!!" Jian Gu Lin Min slipped down in a cold sweat just now.

The most terrifying thing about the flying sword is not that the sword body flickered with a blow, but that it didn't know from what direction and angle the flying sword was coming, and it could often directly break through the person's vital point with one blow.

Lin Min was frightened by the disappearance of the opponent's hidden sword, and Zhu Minglang also shouted "Shuo", obviously there was nothing, and he acted so realistically!

"Zhu Minglang's sword cultivation has been abandoned, he is now a dragon herder, Lin Min Hall Master, the flying sword he controls is a rare sword spirit dragon, which is one with his mind, and can perform most of the flying sword school swordsmanship. Wen Mengru felt that it was still time to be reminded, so she added.

"Senior Sister Wen is right, I was joking with Hall Master Lin just now, this time I'm going to perform the real Flying Sword Technique, Hall Master Lin Min, don't be careless!" Zhu Minglang laughed.

The palm of his hand opened, and only an imperceptible spatial gap appeared in the spirit domain, and the sword spirit dragon slowly flew out of it and appeared on Zhu Minglang's side!

Zhu Minglang didn't hold the sword, because he didn't have a sword cultivation at the moment, and there was no point in holding the sword.

But the flying sword school, what it cultivates is flying swords, and what it cultivates is swordsmanship, what flying sword is more perfect than the sword spirit dragon in this world? ?

"Some side doors, the flying swordsmanship of the Shan Sword Sect is subtle and profound, you just went up the mountain, you think you can master the essence of my Sword Sect, it's ridiculous!" Lin Min, the master of the Discipline Hall, turned gloomy.

She is so angry and annoyed now, even the elders, the head of the sect, and several county lords of the country are watching, and they are being teased like this guy like this!

"So Master Lin, take a serious and careful look to see if my firefly sword is authentic!" Zhu Minglang slowly raised his hand, and his hand was in the posture of a sword finger.

There seemed to be an invisible thread, and the other end was tied to the sword spirit dragon suspended on the side.

You don't need to hold a sword, the sword flies!

The sword spirit dragon flew into the scorching sun, and as Zhu Minglang's fingertips slammed downward, the tip of the sword was like fire in an instant, and it was still so bright and conspicuous in the sun!

The tip of the sword is dense, like the countless fireflies in the forest at dusk, quiet and beautiful, the sky above this sword pavilion is also showing such a scene at this moment, it is not the fireflies in the forest gathering, but the sword tip of the sword spirit dragon rubbing against the air, the sword tip sparks!

"Boom !!!!!"

Firefly Swordsmanship!!

The dense tips of sword fire fell, not covering a large area like a shower, but the fireflies in the sky gathered together as if they had been guided, turning into a flying sword river composed of sword shadows, sword fire, and sword mangs, and frantically baptized towards the location of Lin Min's sword aunt!!

Lin Min was shocked.

The disciples, hall masters, and elders of the Sword Sect also showed their stunned expressions one by one, and some even involuntarily took off the veil, as if they felt that the gauze curtain had affected their vision!

It's a firefly flying sword!!

And it's a firefly river with a very high realm!!

The mountain was full of holes, Lin Min Jian Gu tried her best to parry, she retreated again and again, the firefly flying sword was like an endless river, and the endless baptism of the sword tip made her arm numb and her steps messy.

"Zhu Minglang's sword spirit dragon...... I want to be stronger. Wu Feng was secretly surprised in his heart.

When he was in the Organ City, Zhu Minglang's sword spirit dragon showed an absolute crushing momentum, but that was obviously combined with Zhu Minglang's own sword realm.

Now the sword spirit dragon cultivation is different from before, even if there is no sword awakening, it is just as powerful!

Could it be that Zhu Minglang has any big gains in the process of mountaineering? ?

Fireflies flying in the river, momentum like a rainbow, Zhu Minglang still stood in place, did not move half a step, but the flying sword he controlled had already forced the sword aunt of the Discipline Hall to retreat and sweat profusely.

Just as Wu Feng guessed.

The sword spirit dragon cultivation has indeed skyrocketed.

That's because the Sword Spirit Dragon has devoured all the ancient swords in the Sword Shrine of the Mountains!

After devouring, the cultivation of the sword spirit dragon is close to the upper monarch level, coupled with the flying sword swordsmanship that Zhu Minglang realized from those sword spectrums, if it is said that the upper monarch-level powerhouse appears, Zhu Minglang will dare to fight with it!

The flying sword genre also has a sword realm.

Sword Spirit Dragon's own cultivation, plus the sword realm that Zhu Minglang comprehended......

Stacking Boosts!

......

As Zhu Minglang said, he didn't need to move half a step.

And the most humiliating thing about Lin Min was that Zhu Minglang used the flying sword sword technique of their Yishan Sword Sect - Firefly Sword.

"Uncle Bai, have you taught him the Firefly Sword?" At this time, Wen Mengru asked Bai Qin'an next to him in a small voice.

Bai Qin'an shook his head.

When he was in Beicheng, Bai Qin'an had seen Zhu Minglang's comprehension, although he probably knew that Zhu Minglang could learn a lot of swordsmanship from the sword ladder, but it was really a bit outrageous to comprehend the extremely difficult firefly swordsmanship to this realm in such a short time!

Purely looking at the sword spectrum, can it be so strong?

Some swordsmanship, no matter how high the comprehension is, it also needs the guidance and demonstration of some masters, Zhu Minglang can learn the Firefly Sword, Bai Qin'an is not surprised, but he can cast the Firefly River Sword, it is still a little incredible, some of them here have not mastered the higher meaning of the Firefly Sword!

"Sword Shimmer!"

Zhu Minglang unleashed the real flying sword sword this time!

The sword disappeared under the clear sky, but appeared behind Lin Min without warning.

As fast as a bolt of lightning, splitting through this quiet mountain forest, the sword flickered, making people dare not blink!

First the Firefly River, and then the Sword Flashing Lightning, these two flying sword techniques originated from the Sword Sect of the Mountains, and the hat of the master of Lin Min Hall was slid away by the Sword Shuo, divided into two pieces, and slowly fell to the ground.

Her forehead and cheeks were covered with sweat, and although she was not injured, her eyes were full of horror and pain!

She was defeated.

It's not just about failure.

The other party did not move half a step.

The other party is still using the swordsmanship of their Yishan Sword Sect!

Extreme humiliation!!

"Now I can sit where I want to sit, right?" Zhu Minglang smiled and walked under the comfortable umbrella tent.

The strong are respected!

At this time, those high-minded and arrogant female sword sisters of the Yishan Sword Sect no longer dared to make irresponsible remarks about Zhu Minglang.