In one go, killing seven sword masters at the level of swordsman and above in a row, it looks beautiful, but in fact it is extremely thrilling.

In the middle, if there is a little bit of a difference, Chen Lin, who is in the middle of the siege, will definitely not escape the fate of being divided by the sword.

In particular, that master of the Great Sword Master level, hidden, suddenly killed, and delivered a fatal blow, more ferocious than any assassin.

If he was someone else, he would have been killed on the spot because his true qi was not running well and he didn't have time to change his moves.

Only Chen Lin has a mother and seven sons with a total of eight invincible sword fetuses, which can break out continuously and again.

There is no time when the strength is exhausted.

Therefore, he was able to attack and attack against each other in an impossible situation, and forcibly kill that Great Sword Master-level enemy on the spot.

This qiē happened between lightning and flint, and most people did not see the process clearly, and the victory or defeat had already been decided.

Feng Qingshuang originally thought that even if Chen Lin didn't die, he would be seriously injured, even if he was slightly injured, he would not be able to escape the end of the fall when he was surrounded by strong enemies, who knows......

The envoys of the Autumn Mountain Kingdom who were waiting for the Purple Mountain were also quite surprised: "Is he really a seventh-order sword master? How can he kill a great sword master as easily as slaughtering a chicken and killing a dog?"

"Perhaps, at this Lancang Conference, it may not be ?... for him to be able to challenge the Eight Great Sword Candidates."

No one could answer, those Hundred Swords Pavilion envoys were full of fear, and in the face of Chen Lin, they no longer dared to attack arrogantly, but instead retreated step by step.

The offense and defense gradually shifted positions, and in the life-and-death struggle, the true strength of both sides was fully revealed.

On the side of the Hundred Sword Pavilion with many people, among the full hundred people, there are only six masters at the level of the Great Sword Master, and the others only have the realm of the Sword Master.

However, on the side of Chen Lin and the others, there are Yu Yuanlao, Mo Chuan, and Xu Yin, all of whom are great sword masters, and Chen Lin's combat power is completely comparable to that of great sword masters.

Coupled with Feng Qingshuang and the other eight people, there are also five great sword masters, masters at the level of Great Dao Division.

Combined, the strength far exceeds that of the Hundred Swords Pavilion.

After being stunned by the surprise attack, they steadied themselves and began to fight back with great vigour.

"Kill..."

It's just that there is still a doubt that haunts them, so that they can't let go of their hands and feet, and go on a killing spree.

Why did the people of the Hundred Swords Pavilion still choose to brazenly attack and intercept and kill, knowing that their strength was not good?

You must know that their strength is not deliberately hidden, and it is impossible for the people of the Hundred Swords Pavilion not to know.

"Could it be because of a mere sword formation of a hundred swords? ”

"Chen Lin, hurry back, be careful of deception..."Feng Qingshuang shouted.

Mo Chuan echoed: "Yes, as long as a few of us gather together and let the Hundred Swords Pavilion play any tricks, we don't have to be afraid." ”

"Good..."

The truth that they can all think of, Chen Lin naturally has no reason not to know, and as soon as he agrees, he will withdraw and fight his way out of the encirclement.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Chen Lin's body, swinging his sword to stop him.

Boom...

The two swords intersected, and they were actually frozen in the air, evenly divided.

Chen Lin took the initiative to retreat, widened the distance, and looked up, and saw that this person was the man who was about forty years old when he negotiated with Zishan Hou at the beginning.

This person is dignified, but his face is like frost, flashing with a piercing murderous intent.

"You stand down, my life will be harvested by me...", only to hear him say coldly, and those envoys of the Hundred Swords Pavilion retreated to the side with hatred and made a noise.

"Chief, you want to avenge us..."

"Senior Brother Hanguang, be sure to cut that little beast under the sword..."

"Damn, damn it, the beasts of the Ancient Sword Mansion are really fierce, no wonder the old man who sharpens the sword and the swordsman of the five poisons have fallen into their hands. ”

......

The resentment is like a tide, if it could be turned into substance, Chen Lin would have been killed thousands of times, but unfortunately words can't be killed, at least these sword cultivators don't have that ability.

Chen Lin handled it calmly.

However, what made him wary was that the leader of the Hundred Swords Pavilion master in front of him, a master called Hanguang, was also indifferent.

It seems that those who curse are not his fellow disciples, and those who die tragically are not his brothers, and there is a taste of iron-blooded ruthlessness.

Such a ruthless enemy is undoubtedly the most difficult to deal with.

"Chill breath..."

The cold light swordsman was too lazy to say, and directly took out the sword, and wherever the sword body went, there was an invincible treasure light surging.

Baoguang Forest is terrifying, like ice crystals, suspended in the void, freezing the air current, freezing the heaven and earth vitality, freezing the shadow of nothingness, much more terrifying than Xu Yin's cold light sword.

Chen Lin bore the brunt of the attack, and immediately felt the strange cold, and the flow of blood in his body also slowed down significantly, and he was almost frozen into a popsicle, unable to move.

"It's a mouthful...... The sword..."

Chen Lin frowned slightly, and unconsciously, his eyebrows were already dyed with frost, and they were snow-white.

It won't be wrong, what this person has in his hand should be a real sword, and among the seven ancestral swords, except for the other six swords of the true ancient, the level is exactly the same.

"Water-soluble..."

As soon as the cold light swordsman struck, the offensive was like a continuous river, the sword light was superimposed, the ice was broken, and the sound of stormy waves came out.

Later, people saw that the water of the Akiyama Great Lake not far away was rolling, the water surface was cracked, and a column of water shot up, spanning a distance of dozens of zhang, and blending into the sword light of the cold light swordsman.

The sword light was surging, and there was really a rushing water.

This water, the chill is overwhelming...

Karala...

swept through the sword array, and in an instant, the spirit swords of several successive envoys of the Hundred Sword Pavilion were directly frozen and exploded...

The chill on Chen Lin's body became even stronger, and layers of ice crystals continued to freeze and reinforce on his body, and he could barely stretch his hands and feet.

And in the sky, snowflakes began to fall, shining brightly.

"Star Sword..."

Chen Lin could no longer sit idly by and began to take the initiative to attack.

The True Gu Yuan Sword flew out of his hand, emitting a mysterious crystal like a star, and as it climbed in height, its volume expanded rapidly, and it was huge and mountain-like, forcibly slashing in the astonishing cold sword light.

Rumble...

The sword light exploded, splashing hundreds of feet, and after an instant, it immediately froze into ice crystals in the air.

The tiniest strand is comparable to a hair, and when the breeze blows, it quickly melts into water droplets, rolls into a ball, and in turn wraps the stars and freezes them into a huge ice ball.

The killing machine in the eyes of the cold light swordsman is even more terrifying than the ice ball, and when he runs the sword in his hand, he quickly slashes down, the cold wind howls, and the earth is frozen for it, which is extremely terrifying.

"It's not good, Chen Lin is dangerous..."

Under the heavy guard, the wind and frost, her eyes stared at Chen Lin, who was swordsmanly and deadly, suddenly saw this scene, she did not hesitate, grabbed a carved bow, twisted her body, opened the bow, and shot ...

Flutter...

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi suddenly cracked on both sides, forming a vacuum, and the speed of the booster arrow was faster than lightning, heading straight for the Cold Light Swordsman's eyebrows.

It is the Northern Wind Family, a unique killer move.

"Wind kills arrows..."

The wind swept forward, violently forward, and the wind and clouds swept in all directions, tearing the earth, and an incomparably deep and terrifying ravine appeared, and the rocks were rolling, and they were about to pierce the body of the cold light swordsman.

The Cold Light Swordsman looked back in amazement, not daring to slack off, and threw the Extremely Frozen Ice Ball that was originally going to slash at Chen Lin into the storm caused by the Wind Killing Arrow.

Woooooo

In a few breaths, the extremely huge ice ball, the invincible and mighty sword light, was twisted and shattered by the storm, and countless ice crystals fell and flew all over the sky.

The heavens and the earth suddenly became white, extremely cold, and even more chaotic by the wind, playing a terrifying cry like a storm disaster.

"Cold snap reversal..."

The cold light swordsman drank violently, slashed out with his backhand, the sword light was invincible, and everywhere he went, the heavens and the earth froze, and the snowflakes froze, shaping into a huge ice crystal giant sword, slashing at Chen Lin in the air.

Before the sword arrived, the terrifying chill was about to freeze Chen Lin's blood and heart.

"The other party's swordsmanship is so strong..."

"The opponent's sword is stronger..."

Chen Lindeng's heart was awe-inspiring.

The Hundred Swords Pavilion is worthy of being famous for practicing swords.

That sword, at least up to the middle grade, coupled with the strength of the cold light swordsman, is enough to exert six or seven percent of the power, so a sword can be cut out, so it has such power.

Chen Lin was holding the True Gu Yuan Sword, although the grade was higher than the other party's sword, but with his strength, he could only exert one or two percent of the power, which could not be compared at all, he could only hold on, and the chill on his body became more and more intense.

"What should I do, if I continue like this, even if I can resist the enemy's sword might, I will be frozen to death..."

Suddenly, he remembered a sword technique from his previous life, which was just right to deal with this situation.

"Seven Kills True Flame..."

Chen Lin did not hesitate to operate this sword technique.

The invincible sword qi in his body erupted, surging, and shot out from the pores on the surface of his body, and in an instant, the cold ice wrapped around the surface of his body was all pierced, melted, and the mist steamed.

The sword light was like a flame, and it burned up, scorching the void.

The chill around was immediately dispelled.

Chen Lin's hands and feet were as good as ever, not retreating, but advancing, facing the huge ice sword that quickly slashed, he killed the cold light swordsman and launched an attack.

The swordsmanship he practiced was fundamentally an invincible sword, and the "sword" of the invincible sword was the ability to use a qiē sword qi and swordsmanship to change at will.

Especially, in this life, Chen Lin practiced an invincible sword fetus, and this kind of sword qi change was more satisfactory.

Seven Kills Sword Palace.

In his previous life, the famous fierce sword cultivation sect killed the world with seven killing swordsmanship.

One of the seven killing swordsmanship, True Flame.

It is simply the pinnacle of fire-attribute swordsmanship.

Chen Lin had worked hard to obtain this swordsmanship.

Now, Chen Lin immediately urged, and the invincible sword qi shot out, turning into wisps of fireworks between the virtual and the real, shining bright, burning the void, and breaking through the dead silence, yin and evil, and cold.

"Flutter..."

Chen Lin's body moved with the sword, and the sword body was entangled by countless heavy flames, and with a thud, he slashed into the huge ice sword.

Suddenly, there was a sound of clattering ice cubes shattering, cracking and exploding, causing the True Ancient Yuan Sword to collide head-on with the mid-grade sword without hindrance.

As soon as the tips of the two swords collided together, the Cold Light Swordsman changed color in shock: "It's not good... My Coldwater Sword... You, you, you...... What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Chen Lin said awe-inspiringly: "My ancient sword mansion has a long history, and the ancestor once dominated the blue sky and had peerless swordsmanship, what's so strange?

He suddenly exerted his strength, and the True Gu Yuan Sword was powerful, and he shot out one sword qi after another, red as fire, extremely agile, like a fire dragon, scrambling to drill into the cold water sword.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the Cold Water Sword burned red. R405