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This rain of sticks covered all the boundaries of hundreds of zhang squares, and under the pressure of endless power, the rain of sticks had not yet approached the earth, and the powerful energy had already shattered the ground.

In the center of the stick rain, Jiang Lin is already unavoidable.

"His Highness Jiang Lin. ”

The big demons watching from the outside of the arena all raised their hearts.

The power of the Eighteen Sticks of the Crazy Demon of the Gray Ape Wumeng, they all knew very well that the power of this stick method alone was far superior to all the low-level demons in Fangcai.

The demons also didn't know if this young Highness Jiang Lin could resist under the eighteen sticks of Wumeng's mad demons.

"Don't worry, even if His Royal Highness Jiang Lin loses, he won't be so fast. ”

"Moreover, I have a hunch that His Highness Jiang Lin has not used all his strength at all. ”

The eyes of the high-level demon "Wu" emitted two divine lights, staring closely at Jiang Lin's figure in the battle.

At the moment when the rain of sticks hit the top of Jiang Lin's head, Jiang Lin moved.

Sou!

Jiang Lin touched the ground on his toes, and the whole person shot diagonally like electricity and retreated, and instantly dodged the rain of sticks.

At the same time, Jiang Lin clicked on his toes again, and the volley flew into the air, and the endless Gangyuan sword qi in the sea of true qi in his body was rolling.

In the blink of an eye, the True Qi Flame outside Jiang Lin's body rushed to more than eighty zhang, and the purple spirit sword in his hand diffused more than ten zhang long qi. ≮，

Facing the middle-level demon Wumeng, facing the mad demon eighteen sticks, Jiang Lin's heart was full of fighting spirit.

A real opponent!

In the battle with the ten low-level demons in the front, Jiang Lin did not use all the means at all.

Now, Jiang Lin is finally about to start, the real battle, the real outbreak!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just when Jiang Lin had just set up, the second form of the Eighteen Sticks of the Crazy Demon of the Gray Ape Demon Wumeng. Swept in again.

This style, from splitting to pumping, the crazy magic stick drove the endless power of the first type of rebound, and it was pumped sideways, and the rain of sticks in the sky condensed into a shocking stick.

"Come on!"

Jiang Lin shouted, and the purple spirit sword in his hand shook. The aura on the Purple Spirit Sword expanded again, and the sword aura that was dozens of zhang long directly collided with the mad demon stick that was rolling in the gale.

It's a direct clash of forces!

Centered on the contact point between the mad demon stick and the purple spirit sword, a shocking explosion of true qi erupted, and in the rolling waves of true qi, Jiang Lin was swept hundreds of zhang away by this stick, spurting out a large mouthful of blood.

"His Highness Jiang Lin!"

Many of the big demons screamed in amazement.

"I don't care. ”

Jiang Lin waved his hand to stop the demons who were about to come forward, and looked up at the big demon Wumeng: "Continue to play the stick." ”

Under the protection of the sword power of the Cave Heaven Vortex in the body and the blessing of the true qi of the body. Jiang Lin was not injured at all.

The trick he fought just now was just a validation of an idea.

The big demon Wumeng stared at Jiang Lin for a few breaths, and then shouted, "Okay." ”

The mad stick in its hand moved, and the third stick of the mad devil's eighteen sticks attacked.

Stick sweep thousands of troops!

The momentum of this stick is even greater than the previous two sticks, but at this time, all the demons outside the field looked at Jiang Lin in the air.

Because they found. Jiang Lin's momentum suddenly changed.

If you say, the previous Jiang Lin. Like an elegant sword cultivator, now, Jiang Lin is about to transform into a sword god who has cut everything down in an instant.

"Eighteen sticks of mad demons, the stick method not only has the power of true qi, but also the power of heaven and earth. ”

"This is the use of the stick method to make the power of true qi merge with the power of heaven and earth. can be more powerful than a stick. ”

"This feeling is as if my true qi and sword power are combined!"

Jiang Lin, who was standing in the air, in his body, in the Eight Great Cave Heavenly Starlight Vortex, the incomparable sword power was transmitted throughout.

Moment. Jiang Lin's whole personality has changed greatly.

Above the flame of his body's protective true qi, streams of star light suddenly emerged.

And the purple spirit sword in his hand suddenly became a purple giant sword dozens of zhang long.

On top of the giant sword, there is the silver light of Gangyuan's sword qi, and there is also the light of the stars with sword power!

This is the combination of sword power and true qi power, the two forces converge in the natal flying sword in a circling and kneading way, which makes Jiang Lin's natal flying sword suddenly become larger.

With his feet in the void, surrounded by monstrous body protection flames, and holding a purple giant sword, Jiang Lin was like, a real sword god, he faced the third stick of the Eighteen Sticks of the Crazy Demon, and slashed it with one sword.

Rumble!

The intersecting of sticks and swords once again triggered an explosion of earth-shattering qi, and in the explosion, Jiang Lin and Wumeng retreated a few steps at the same time, and then quickly rushed forward and killed each other again.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The battlefield instantly expanded to a radius of thousands of zhang, and Jiang Lin, who was blessed with sword power, was actually on a par with the middle-level demon Wumeng, and he did not fall behind at all.

"Stand back, let's stand back. ”

The mountain ape "Wu" and the purple kite "Qing", with the remaining twelve demons, burst back thousands of zhang away, making room for Jiang Lin and Wumeng to fight.

They looked into the middle of the battlefield.

"I didn't expect that after His Royal Highness Jiang Lin's momentum changed, his combat power would be increased to such a strong level. ”

"His power, which seems to be endless, is not inferior to Umun. ”

"Wumeng's stick method is originally more powerful than the other, but His Royal Highness Jiang Lin, his combat power can also continue to rise, becoming stronger and stronger. ”

Everyone turned their heads to each other, Wumeng's crazy demon eighteen sticks had already used fifteen sticks, and Jiang Lin fought against Wumeng for fifteen moves, and he didn't lose at all!

"The last three sticks. ”

"Wumeng's stick method, I once taught, these last three sticks are actually connected together, called 'three styles of cutting the sky', if His Royal Highness Jiang Lin thinks that these three styles are the same as the previous ones, I am afraid that I will suffer a big loss. ”

Qingjiao Ao Fang looked at the field, and his heart lifted.

In the field, the gray ape demon Wumeng looked at Jiang Lin, who was like a sword god, and there was also a trace of admiration in his heart.

It stood in the void with the mad wand in its hand.

"Your Highness Jiang Lin, at your age, you can connect me with fifteen sticks without being defeated, which can be called the first day that I have seen Wumeng. ”

"Your Highness should be careful with the next three sticks. ”

At the same time as Wumeng's words fell, its entire body jumped high, and the mad demon stick in its hand also swung high, forming a overwhelming momentum, slashing towards Jiang Lin.

"Huh?"

This style is very similar to the first form of the Eighteen Sticks of the Crazy Devil. But Jiang Lin felt an inexplicable sense of horror in his heart.

Jiang Lin instantly retreated.

In an instant, Jiang Lin had already swept hundreds of zhang away, and when he looked up, Jiang Lin saw that where Fang Cai was, there was a huge stick slashing straight down.

The sight had not yet dissipated in his eyes. A cool breath suddenly rushed out from the top of Jiang Lin's head.

Jiang Lin subconsciously looked up, the pupils of his eyes instantly dilated, and he saw that above his head, a huge stick was slashing straight at him.

It's unimaginable!

Hundreds of feet away, there are huge sticks chopping down, and in this new place of settlement, there are still huge sticks chopping down.

It's like, Umeng's style of crazy demon eighteen sticks. Able to smash the Void and move to a new location to attack.

Boom!

At the moment when the giant stick was pressed, there was almost no interval, and the Natal Flying Sword Purple Spirit Sword in Jiang Lin's hand suddenly burst open and split into seven.

Seven Natal Flying Swords!

At the moment when Jiang Lin was extremely critical, his reaction was like lightning, directly causing the Natal Flying Sword to move again. Sent out what he hasn't sent, the seven natal flying sword hole cards!

Four of them are Natal Flying Swords. Towards the giant stick, three more handles appeared at Jiang Lin's feet, Jiang Lin's speed skyrocketed, and he flew hundreds of zhang away again.

Boom! Boom!

The four natal flying swords collided with the mad magic stick, making a shocking explosion, and Jiang Lin who flew out did not take a breath. In his ears, a voice suddenly came: "Eighteen Sticks of Crazy Demons, Eighteen Sticks, Slash the Sky Change!"

After the four natal flying swords attacked, the great demon Wumeng actually used the move to move the attack again. Attack again!

"No, not a shift. ”

"It's a three-way attack in a row, but because it's so fast, it's like it's moving!"

The fighting power clearly felt on the four natal flying swords made Jiang Lin's mind clear in an instant, and he understood the essence of the last three stick techniques of the Great Demon Wumeng.

"It's over. ”

In an instant, Jiang Lin had no sorrow or joy in his heart, and the three natal flying swords under his feet carried him, dodging Wumeng's eighteenth stick attack at a strange speed, and soared into the air.

At the same time, Jiang Lin made a big move, and the other four natal flying swords flew towards him at great speed.

"Seven swords in one. ”

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Jiang Lin's Seven Natal Flying Swords quickly fused together and turned into a purple giant sword.

The strongest natal flying sword!

Jiang Lin held the only strongest natal flying sword, and the silver heavy wings behind him spread, and the whole person was like a shocking sword god, and he slashed down with a sword in the air.

Eight Sword Kill!

This sword is an eight-sword killing sword move.

But this sword, with the blessing of Dongtian Sword Power and Gangyuan Sword Qi, has exceeded the power of the Eight Sword Kill by ten times, reaching Jiang Lin's strongest killing power!

Coupled with the speed of the explosion, this sword is unstoppable!

A sword slashes out, like an incomparable purple lightning, like a hundred zhang shocking rainbow, volleying down, the sword qi is transmitted, piercing the void!

Even the big demons who were thousands of feet away felt the intent of Sensen's sword killing.

And the big demon Wumeng, who was facing this sword directly, was already completely shocked, and it felt that the power of this sword was even stronger than its mad demon eighteen sticks, the strongest one, "Cutting the Sky Change"!

The Mad Eighteen Sticks were exhausted, and it could no longer muster new strength to fight this killer move.

"His Royal Highness Jiang Lin, be merciful!"

The high-level demons "Wu" and "Qing" burst into the field at the same time.

And the big demon Wumeng, a silver ring on his left arm, also flew up and covered the top of Wumeng's head.

Top-grade defense treasure, Osan ring!

At this moment of life and death, Wumeng finally broke the dragon king's restraints and used a second means other than strength.

Bite.

A crisp sound sounded, just as Wuheqing flew over, just after Wumeng's Wushan ring flew out, Jiang Lin's sword suddenly closed when it fell three or four feet above Wumeng's head.

The sword is like a rainbow, and the sword is like a dragon.

The natal flying sword slashed through the sky like a dragon, flew hundreds of zhang away, and flew back again, only to unload this power, Jiang Lin stretched out his hand, and the natal flying sword quickly became smaller, and after becoming a few inches, it flew back into the flying sword aperture between his foreheads.

"His Royal Highness Jiang Lin, I lost. ”

Wumeng, who still had a sense of horror in his heart, also put away the Wushan ring, and it took a deep look at Jiang Lin.

It knew that its strength alone, even when it was at its strongest, would not be able to block Jiang Lin's final blow at all.

"In the eleventh battle, His Royal Highness Jiang Lin won!"

The "Wu" and "Qing" who rushed in the void, looked at Wumeng, whose face was still a little pale, and then looked at Jiang Lin, whose sharp sword in his eyes had not yet dispersed, and announced the results of the eleventh battle. (To be continued......)