"Thunder Thirteen Swords!"

This is the thirteen swords that are the heaviest of the Thunder Sword Technique, and now they are all used by Lin Xuan in one go. The long sword formed a curtain of light in front of him, flowing with blue light.

The blood was approaching quickly, and before it could be touched, it already made a rumbling sound, which made people's eardrums tremble.

Liang Hong was shocked in his heart, he had never seen such a strange swordsmanship, one sword was faster than another, and the power was constantly superimposed. The blood sword in his hand broke through five or six swords, and his speed had slowed down.

"How is it possible, how could a disciple of the fourth order of condensing veins have such a strange sword technique?" Liang Hong was surprised in his heart, but so what, he was a full level higher than Lin Xuan, just in terms of spiritual power, he could crush the other party!

"Open it for me!"

Liang Hong let out a loud shout, the blood light on his body was strong again, and the red sword couldn't help but double in size, quickly tearing through Lin Xuan's defense.

Bang bang bang!

The blood-red sword was like a bamboo, piercing Lin Xuan's nine lines of defense in a row, and met Lin Xuan's tenth sword with a demonic light.

Lin Xuan was also shocked in his heart, he didn't expect Liang Hong to be so strong, it seemed that he really couldn't underestimate anyone, especially these disciples who could join the Shenwei Regiment.

However, he still has confidence in the Thunder Sword Technique. Each sword of this thunderous sword technique will add a layer of dark energy on the basis of the previous sword, and when the thirteenth sword is reached, it will accumulate the dark energy of the previous twelve swords, and this power is enough to make up for the level gap between him and Liang Hong.

Metals intersect, sparks splash everywhere.

Liang Hong had already shown a cruel smile, and the light curtain in front of Lin Xuan was getting weaker and weaker, as if it would be broken at any moment. His heart finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this Lin Xuan forced him to use sword skills, he still couldn't stop his attack, thinking that defeating this Lin Xuan would have 300 contribution points, the long sword in his hand couldn't help but speed up a few points.

"This Lin Xuan is going to lose. Someone among the onlookers said, "But being able to force Liang Hong to use his sword skills is enough to be proud." ”

"Hmph, against Liang Hong, count him unlucky, in front of Liang Hong, he still dares to call his fast sword!" the disciple of the Shenwei Regiment struck.

Lin Xuan's face was solemn, he only had the last three swords left, and success or failure was here.

His body shook, and he took the initiative to meet it, and the black iron sword was like a swimming dragon, rushing towards the blood-red sword with teeth and claws.

"I'll wipe it!" He even dared to take the initiative to attack, don't die!" Many disciples looked surprised.

The disciples of the Shenwei Regiment were also stunned, they couldn't guess Lin Xuan's intentions, and in the end, they could only boil it down to wanting to fight hard.

Liang Hong saw that Lin Xuan actually took the initiative to attack, and his eyes were full of ridicule.

"What is this, a counterattack before death?" Liang Hong laughed.

Lin Xuan didn't answer, his mind was all integrated into the Thunder Sword Technique, and he was trying his best to control the strength of his whole body, accurately controlling the power of this sword.

"Eleventh Sword!" Lin Xuan urged his spiritual power, the long sword shook, and the sword flew and collided with the blood sword.

Clang!

The huge force made Lin Xuan's arm numb, and he hurriedly urged the longevity technique, and the cyan spiritual power poured into his arm, which relieved this sour feeling.

However, his sword was not without effect, Liang Hong's attack was blocked by his sword, and it slowed down a few points, and at the same time, he became more proficient in the use of the thunder sword technique.

"There are two more swords!" Lin Xuan clenched his long sword, taking the basic footwork, and his body kept swimming.

Seeing that his offensive had been eased, Liang Hong was furious in his heart, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he poured the spiritual power of his whole body into the Dao Blood Sword, preparing to solve Lin Xuan with one sword.

Sou!

The sword flew, and the air shook. Liang Hong killed the past.

Lin Xuan also rushed over, but before the person arrived, the twelfth sword had already been slashed out.

"Give me death!" Liang Hong shouted, his ferocious power swept away the black iron sword, and the cold tip of the sword stabbed towards Lin Xuan's right chest.

At this critical moment, Lin Xuan's eyes were like torches, and his people seemed to have turned into one with the black iron sword, regardless of each other. This was a wonderful feeling, and under this feeling, Lin Xuan swung out the thirteenth sword.

All the accumulated power in front of him exploded in this sword, and the black iron long sword was like a black lightning, stirring up the wind and clouds. There was a muffled thunderous sound from the sword body, and the blood-colored sword light was directly blown away.

Liang Hong felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the huge force made him desperate. His was like a cloud of dust, tossed under the thunder.

Tick tock, tick tock!

After the dazzling sword, Liang Hong bent over in embarrassment, his left hand covering his chest, and blood kept gushing out.

"Liang, Liang Hong lost...... The members of the Shenwei Regiment were stunned, the whole stiffness was there, the muscles on their faces twitched unconsciously, and they couldn't accept it in their hearts for a while.

"I lost, I actually lost!" Liang Hong's eyes were blank, he actually lost to a fourth-order disciple of the Condensation Vein, which caused his confidence to suffer a serious blow.

Lin Xuan stood there with his eyes slightly closed, he was digesting the feeling just now, the thirteenth sword, he seemed to turn into thunder and lightning, this feeling was very amazing.

"Remember owing me thirty contribution points. Lin Xuan opened his eyes and said to Liang Hong who was far away.

"Who's next?"

Hearing this, the faces of the people of the Shenwei Regiment twitched, even Liang Hong was defeated, and the only one left among them who could make a move was Xing Lifeng, who took the lead.

However, Lin Xuan didn't intend to let them go, just kidding, one person is thirty contribution points, where to find this kind of fat sheep! So, he stretched out his finger and began to take a roll call.

"You are not allowed to leave, Lin Xuan looked at the group of members of the Shenwei Regiment and said, prepare thirty contribution points, and wait for the master to pick up the goods!" Lin Xuan said excitedly.

"You, that's you!" Lin Xuan pointed to a disciple of the Shenwei Regiment and said, "Come over and fight, don't lose the momentum of the Shenwei Regiment." ”

That disciple has the heart to die, even Liang Hong has been defeated, he is definitely not Lin Xuan's opponent, but if he escapes at this time, it is estimated that the Shenwei Group will not let him go.

As a result, within three moves, he was defeated. Everyone looked at Xing Lifeng, his cultivation was the highest, only he could possibly defeat Lin Xuan, otherwise this action would become a joke.

"You're too much!" Xing Lifeng said with a cold face.

"Is it too much, did you think too much when you Shenwei Regiment surrounded me, did you think too much when you sent a fifth-order disciple of the Condensation Vein to deal with me, and when you colluded with the law enforcement team to frame me, did you think too much?"

Lin Xuan sneered: "Can you only bully others and not allow others to fight back?"

"Against the Shenwei Regiment, there will be no place for you here!" Xing Lifeng snorted coldly.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Xuan's long sword pointed obliquely, "Now you have two choices, one is to obediently hand over thirty contribution points, the other is to be beaten by me, and then obediently hand over the contribution points, which one do you choose?"

"Rampant, rampant!"

The disciples of the Shenwei Regiment were eager to go up and fight with him, but because of the door rules, they could only endure it. Now the only one who can defeat Lin Xuan openly and save the defeat is Xing Lifeng.

And those onlookers were full of excitement when they heard Lin Xuan's words, none of them were from the Shenwei Regiment, and many of them had been bullied by the Divine Might, and now that someone could make the Divine Mighty Regiment suffer, they were naturally happy.

"I'll tell you to shut up!" Xing Lifeng slowly walked into the formation platform, his gaze like a knife, enveloping Lin Xuan.

"Brother Feng will definitely win!" the disciple of the Divine Power Regiment roared in a low voice.

"Don't worry, Brother Feng is a cultivator at the peak of the fifth order of the condensation vein, and he won't lose to him, just using spiritual power to suppress him can crush him to death!"

Xing Lifeng stood in the center of the formation, his hands clenched into fists, and his cold voice gradually sounded: "Make a move, I will let you know the strength of the Shenwei Regiment!"