The word 'please' fell, and the space boiled again!

Although Luo Yi and the other Qingyang Sect disciples also felt a breath of arrogance surging, they were still worried about Lin Chenxing's safety in their hearts.

For people who simply watch the excitement, Lin Chenxing's choice is exactly what they want.

However, to say that the most excited people present were naturally the disciples of the South China Sea Sword Sect.

"Haha, self-defeating guy!"

"I really want to see that guy's embarrassed appearance soon!"

"This is what he promised himself, if he is really killed by Senior Brother Song with a sword, he can't blame us!"

Wang Yilong and the others are naturally full of confidence in their senior brother, and at this moment, they are just about to celebrate with their crowns.

In the ring.

The three brothers of Song Qinghai glanced at each other, and then said in unison: "Be careful!" ”

After saying that, the three of them closed their mouths, their steps were linked, and their figures changed, no longer surrounding Lin Chenxing with the momentum of the three talents, but converging in one place.

The two brothers Song Qingjiang and Song Qinghe are in front, and the eldest Song Qinghai is behind, in the shape of an inverted arrow.

The next moment, the three of them acted at the same time.

Six hands, thirty fingers, like a wild bee and butterfly fluttering;

At a very fast speed, there is a special rhythm, which makes the spectators feel dizzy and have to look away.

In an instant, three fierce breaths rose from the three brothers of the Song family, each different, but complementary to each other!

The three of them all comprehended the rudiments of the true meaning of the sword, and each comprehended the three realms of wood, fire, and wind.

At this moment, the sword trick in the hand of the boss Song Qinghai was triggered, and the pale green flying sword slowly rose and was suspended above the three of them.

A strong aura of wood escaped, mixed with a trace of terrifying sword aura.

seemed to have received a huge help, but in an instant, the momentum of the second Song Qingjiang was forcibly raised.

The fusion of the two rudimentary forms of sword and fire seemed to break through the shackles of the Bao Dan Realm, and it was only a trace away!

A terrifying force spread, making the faces of the surrounding spectators look horrified.

At this moment, they seemed to feel a spiritual power and coercion that belonged to the Knowing Realm martial artist from the orange-red flying sword!

It makes people's hearts palpitate!

Feeling this majesty, Lin Chenxing had a smile on his face, and the Qing Yuan in his hand also trembled slightly, as if he was longing.

However, Lin Chenxing was not in a hurry to make a move, because everyone knew that this was not the end!

Sure enough, the next moment, with the sword technique of the third elder Song Qinghe, the pale cyan flying sword trembled slightly, and then it seemed to turn into a breeze, spinning around the orange-red flying sword.

It's just that in comparison, the power of the pale cyan flying sword is much worse.

However, before everyone could have any doubts, they saw that the power of the pale cyan flying sword was rapidly rising at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, the orange-red flying sword also moved, and it was no longer the center of the pale cyan flying sword.

One green and one red, the two flying swords rotated each other, and a shuddering power overflowed, and it was still steadily improving.

After a short breath, the blue and red flying swords trembled slightly, and the power on them suddenly decreased, but in an instant, another strange rhythm appeared out of thin air.

It seems to be weak, but it is extremely strong!

That's true!

This aura overflowed, and it was no longer limited to the space of the ring.

In a tent, the blue-robed man was meditating, and when he suddenly opened his eyes, it was the disciple of the Knowing Realm from the Tianshan Sword Palace that Lin Chenxing had seen before.

He sighed lightly: "Someone has broken through the realm of knowledge?" ”

Immediately he shook his head again, closed his eyes again, and only a faint murmur faded into the tent.

"The true meaning of wind and fire that was barely fused with external forces should be the three brothers of the South China Sea Sword Sect!"

At this moment, many warriors in the Nanda camp were aware of it.

The few Knowing Realm martial artists clearly sensed the true meaning of this fusion of wind and fire!

Some people face it calmly, while others are amazed.

Being able to fuse the two true meanings, even among the several super sects, can be regarded as a genius among geniuses, an elite among elites!

Of course, with the exception of the Tianshan faction, they only recognize the sword and the sword, and never judge the heroes by the number of true intentions.

......

In the ring, feeling the true meaning of this fusion, Lin Chenxing finally became a little serious.

Everything takes time to say, but the three brothers of the Song family completed this combined attack technique, and it took less than four breaths in total.

Considering the distance advantage opened up with the help of the Edgeworth's method, they did have the possibility of killing the Knowing Realm martial artist.

"Based on wood, nourish the fire!"

"The fire borrows the wind, and the wind fuels the fire!"

"Borrow the way of the five elements to live together!"

"I'm familiar with this!"

Because of the help of the innate Five Elements Qi, Lin Chenxing had already comprehended the complete True Meaning of the Five Elements, and had achieved preliminary fusion, but he had never fought with it.

If he is willing, with his understanding and comprehension of the Five Elements Dao, he can easily find the weaknesses in the method of the three brothers of the Song family, and with a little guidance, he can make the wind and fire collapse together.

At that time, the combined attack of these three people will be self-defeating!

It's just that, at this moment, Lin Chenxing has no such intentions.

Now that you have made up your mind to act in a high-profile manner this time, it is naturally more comfortable to be positive and hard.

"Go!"

When the power of the true meaning of wind and fire was raised to its peak, the two brothers Song Qingjiang and Song Qinghe did not hesitate at all.

They pinched their sword tricks at the same time, and the intertwined blue and red sword lights seemed to break through the space, killing Lin Chenxing with terrifying fierceness.

This blow made the faces of everyone present change wildly, including the guardian of the ring who had always been as steady as Mount Tai, Niu Cheng.

He is just an ordinary realm of knowledge, how can he withstand this sharp attack that combines wind and fire?!

"I'm afraid I'm going to be punished by the general this time!"

Niu Cheng felt bitter in his heart, but he didn't plan to stop this blow.

Because, he knows that he is too late and can't stop it.

Risking your own life for the life of a sect disciple?

He Niu Cheng asked himself if he didn't have that enlightenment, at most he would be punished afterwards, but he knew that not everyone in the army was waiting to see these sect disciples.

When everyone was shocked, Lin Chenxing's face showed a touch of war intent and a trace of regret:

"It's a pity, there are only two ways."

"If you can fuse the true intent of the sword into it, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort for me to be able to stop it, but now, ......"

A few thoughts flashed in his heart, Lin Chenxing looked at the blue-red sword light, and the green abyss in his hand was raised, as if it was slow and urgent, and a bright and pure sword light blasted out head-on.

That's the killing style!

Rumble!

There was no crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, but a deafening roar came from the intersection of the two sword lights.

The blue and red swords were directly knocked into the air, shot backwards, past their masters, and then slammed into the edge of the ring, leaving only two bottomless rifts in the ground.

And Lin Chenxing was still standing in place, just a robe and hair hunting with the aftermath of the battle.

This scene made everyone present fall into a huge shock.

It is rumored that he has killed more than one Knowing Realm martial artist's combined attack method, that's it?

Is it the three brothers of the Song family who are boasting?

Or is Lin Chenxing really strong and terrifying?

Putting aside the onlookers for the time being, the three brothers of the Song family, who had basically lost their strength after a blow in the ring, fell into an even greater shock.

Own ability, own know.

But it is precisely because of this that they are more and more shocked!

How could this Lin Chenxing be able to take over the combined attack technique they were using with all their might so easily?

You know, the other party did not dodge, nor did he unload, but a solid frontal hard shock!

"It's a very good sword, but it's a pity that you didn't integrate the true meaning of the sword!"

This voice entered their ears, and Song Qinghai and the three of them came back to their senses from the previous shock.

At this time, although they did not have any injuries on their bodies, their true qi had long been empty, and more importantly, their own mental consumption was too great, and they no longer had the strength to fight again.

Forcibly giving birth to the rudiments of true meaning to the level of true meaning is a qualitative change, and it is not as easy as it seems on the surface.

Not to mention the true meaning of the two fusions.

"Re-merge the true meaning of the sword?"

Song Qinghai and the three of them looked bitter.

Three-way fusion, of course they wanted to, and they had tried.

It's a pity that apart from being traumatized and almost ruining his foundation, there is no other gain.

The three realms of wood, fire, and wind can be used with the help of the principle of the five elements, but the comprehension of one of the sword paths is extremely difficult, how can it be so easy to integrate and improve?

"It's us who lose!"

The three of them were also generous, stretched out their hands to recall their flying swords, saluted Lin Chenxing with a fist, and then walked down to the ring.

At this time, the disciples of the Qingyang Sect could no longer suppress the excitement and ecstasy in their hearts, and they were as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

In the end, most of them are young disciples, even if they are old and serious on weekdays, but at this time, they are still inevitably agitated.

Only Luo Yi, in addition to being excited, there was a trace of loneliness and bitterness in his heart.

The path of martial arts, he has almost reached the end.

Although the road ahead is long, he has almost no strength to climb anymore, how can he not be bitter and lonely?

Seeing the three brothers leaving, Lin Chenxing set his sights on the back of the disciples of the South China Sea Sword Sect.

There, at some point, a slender figure appeared, and it seemed that it was difficult to attract people's attention.

His face was grim, his stubble was embarrassed, and his robe was not torn, but it looked very old, and it should be some years.

"Zhuo Xiuye?"

Lin Chenxing secretly guessed that this dress, coupled with the sharp sword intent, it was not difficult to guess the identity of this person.

I have to say that Luo Yi is really thoughtful, and the information of those strong people in the camp has been prepared for Lin Chenxing a long time ago.

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Chenxing looked at the figure and said loudly: "Brother Zhuo, why don't you come and learn a thing or two?" ”

Lin Chenxing opened his mouth, and everyone noticed Zhuo Xiuye's figure, and only those who were extremely sensitive could feel the looming sword intent on his body.

"Senior Brother Zhuo!"

"I've seen Senior Brother Zhuo!"

“......”

It was only then that the disciples of the South China Sea Sword Sect discovered that their senior brother had appeared here at some point, and they all greeted each other and made a way to the ring.

However, Zhuo Xiuye didn't move his figure, just looked at Lin Chenxing with a shake, then shook his head, and said, "Forget it, I'm not your opponent, it's pointless to fight if the gap is too big." ”

Lin Chenxing raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, this person is also interesting.

Immediately, he spoke: "Since Brother Zhuo is unwilling, then Lin is not strong. However, I think it's okay for our two disciples to fight and fight, but there is no need to deliberately target, deliberately tease and humiliate, what do you think? ”

When the words fell, there was silence around, and everyone's eyes turned to Zhuo Xiuye, waiting for his response.

To be honest, the bullfighting of the two sects, except for making unrelated people have more fun, is not good for either the South China Sea Sword Sect or the disciples of the Qingyang Sect.

It took a lot of energy and a lot of time in vain.

This is what Lin Chenxing doesn't want to see, with the 'Blood and Soil' task pressing, he naturally wants to devote all his strength to dealing with the Blood God Sect.

This high-profile move to show strength is also to establish prestige, show your face, let everyone in this camp know you, and improve the weight of your words.

Otherwise, in the future, if everyone jumps out and chatters, how much time will he have to waste?

He never likes to play any tricks that reverse and slap his face.

Although Luo Yi and the others did not expect Lin Chenxing to raise this matter so directly, they also had no opinions.

It's not impossible to have a battle of will, but if you damage too much of your own interests for the sake of a battle of will, or even delay your cultivation, it's not worth it.

Now, Lin Chenxing has suppressed the South China Sea Sword Sect, and he is in the limelight, if this matter is resolved, it will be regarded as their Qingyang Sect completely gaining the upper hand.

Under the ring, Zhuo Xiuye paused for a moment, as if he didn't expect Lin Chenxing to suddenly bring up this matter, but he only groaned slightly, and then said, "Okay." ”

"Big brother!"

"No, big brother.....

As soon as Zhuo Xiuye's words fell, many disciples of the South China Sea Sword Sect stopped each other, and the most excited among them were Wang Yilong and another young disciple.

"What? Do you have any objections? ”

Zhuo Xiuye's eyes narrowed slightly, and his sharp gaze swept towards the people who danced the most among the disciples.

Others don't know, but he knows that the reason why the Qingyang Sect and the Nanhai Sword Sect faced each other at the beginning was just that some people didn't like the attitude of the Qingyang Sect towards the Seven Princes, so there were doglegs who made their own decisions in a vain attempt to please the master.

The disciple of his South China Sea Sword Sect has been a gun for the past few months, which can be regarded as giving that enough face, and it is time for these to end.

Feeling the chill on Zhuo Xiuye's body, Wang Yilong and a few others turned off the fire in an instant, not daring to have the slightest rebellion.

This matter is conclusive!