Lin Xing looked at the picture scroll that appeared in his mind, and only felt that the sword light in it was full of sky, like a group of stars twinkling.

The next moment, Dao Dao sword intent surged out from his body.

Countless sword marks appeared on the ground, and they bloomed out in all directions with Lin Xing's body as the center.

The spiritual sense of sensing continued to expand with the sword marks, reflecting all kinds of things in the heavens and the earth in his mind.

But these Lin Xing didn't have time to care.

On top of the picture born in the sea of his consciousness, the Dao Dao sword light continued to sway and struggle, like a fresh and agile swimming fish, trying to get out of his control.

Lin Xing, on the other hand, was engrossed, trying his best to suppress the sword light in the picture with his spiritual thoughts, and tried to make the sword light place in a special position.

However, soon, a sword light rushed out of the sea of knowledge uncontrollably, cutting out deep sword marks more than ten meters long on the ground around Lin Xingsi.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light on the picture had already dissipated, and even the picture itself gradually collapsed, turning back into the brilliance that symbolized the four skills.

Lin Xing felt the spiritual thoughts in his mind that had also been consumed, and secretly said in his heart: "Did you fail?" ”

"If someone else fails to form a picture, I'm afraid I will have to wait for the spiritual mind to recover before we can start again."

"But I've got an easier way......"

After a while, he saw that Lin Xing had been wrapped in the flames of the explosion.

In time lapse again and again, Lin Xing began to try to complete the picture repeatedly.

At first, sword light always burst out of the picture.

After repeated attempts, the sword light began to stay in the picture for a longer period of time.

Then, with Lin Xing's efforts, the sword light gradually formed a scene like a sea of stars.

And in this process, Lin Xing insisted on it for longer and longer, and he was getting closer and closer to completely completing the picture.

This time, just when Lin Xing had completed most of the picture, a figure suddenly appeared on a cliff more than five hundred meters away.

A middle-aged man in a white samurai suit with a sword box on his back frowned, letting go of his psychic sense and looking around.

"Where did the demon monk go?"

"I can't even find him within the range of my spiritual sense?"

"It's really fast."

Suddenly, a sword light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Lin Xing, who was breaking through, and frowned deeply: "Someone is breaking through the realm?" ”

Looking at the Dao Dao sword marks on the earth, as well as the sharp sword intent that erupted from Lin Xing's body, the man snorted coldly, "Who is this?" Actually stole my Emei swordsmanship? And it's starting to hit the picture? ”

The man could see at a glance that the sword intent displayed by Lin Xing contained the secret sublimation of Emei.

Even the vision emanating from the impact picture at this moment has similarities with several secret images of Emei.

And when he saw Lin Xing's young face, a trace of strong jealousy rose in his heart.

Thinking that he Luo Haoran was extremely talented, and he had been practicing swordsmanship for fifty years before completing the picture, but the young man in front of him had come to this point by stealing his studies at such a young age.

Seeing that the other party was still impacting the picture, Luo Haoran's heart gradually swelled with a killing intent, and he was already planning to strangle this genius, lest the other party surpass him in the future.

So Luo Haoran patiently waited for the other party to consume the spiritual power, and watched the other party's sword intent and momentum gradually decline.

Until a moment when he felt completely sure, the whole person instantly shot out.

At the same time, he pinched the sword trick in his hand, and a light roar came from the sword box behind him, and fifteen flying swords in a row had already pierced the sky like lightning, turning into a sword formation and strangling towards Lin Xing.

In the midst of the thunder shock, Lin Xing immediately felt the fifteen flying swords that were rapidly surrounding and killing with his spiritual sense.

"Someone stabbed me with a flying sword?"

Lin Xing's heart moved slightly: "This is much faster than Master Bai, and it is much more comfortable than exploding." ”

Thinking that he could catch a murderer by the way afterwards, Lin Xing looked forward to it more and more.

And Luo Haoran watched the other party barely support a few times, and he pierced his heart and brain with a flying sword.

Sensing the breath of the other party's life slowly dissipating from his body, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Then Luo Haoran looked at the puppet girl who was still practicing martial arts just now: "The miscellaneous pieces of a pass." ”

In the blink of an eye, fifteen sword lights had already swept towards the puppet girl.

After Lin Xing went back in time again, he continued to impact the picture unhurriedly.

And in the process of cultivating and being killed again and again, Lin Xing also got to know Luo Haoran more and more.

Whether it was the position of the opponent's attack, the flying sword used, or the swordsmanship he was good at, they were all gradually remembered in Lin Xing's mind.

At the same time, he became more and more proficient in the movement of composing the picture, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and the time spent was getting less and less.

It wasn't until after going back in time again that Lin Xing had full confidence to complete the picture in the sea of knowledge.

A moment later, a dazzling sword light burst out from the center of his eyebrows.

A galaxy of sword lights had already emerged behind him.

At the same time, on the cliff on the other side.

Luo Haoran, who was sensing the Quartet with his spiritual sense, secretly said in his heart: "Where did the demon monk go?" ”

The next moment, an incomparably strong and sharp sword intent appeared in his senses, and Luo Haoran was surprised: "There is still such a master in Dongya Mansion?" ”

When he opened his eyes, he found that the strong man who exuded an astonishing sword intent actually walked towards his location step by step.

Every step the other takes, the ground under their feet rises and falls.

There are even more turbulent spiritual opportunities that constantly surround the other party, as if they are constantly pouring into a huge funnel, triggering various visions of the surrounding environment of the other party.

At the same time, a series of uncertain sword lights gradually appeared around the opponent's body.

The number of sword lights is growing at an incredible rate.

"What a young master."

Seeing Lin Xing's appearance, a trace of jealousy rose in Luo Haoran's heart, but sensing the other party's strength at the moment, that trace of jealousy was quickly suppressed by him.

He snorted lightly and said, "In Xia Emei Pai Luo Haoran, I don't know your Excellency's surname?" Have you learned the secret method of my Emei faction? ”

Lin Xing didn't speak, but flicked his sword fingers, and in an instant, one hundred and one sword lights surrounded Luo Haoran.

Feeling the fierce killing intent emanating from Lin Xing, as well as the majestic sword momentum composed of the one hundred and one sword lights, Luo Haoran was shocked and angry for a while.

"How daring!"

With a roar of rage, a series of fifteen mouths in his sword box rose into the sky, intercepting the sword light that slashed towards him.

The flying sword and the sword light were strangled together in an instant, and in the midst of a burst of mutual attacks, Luo Haoran immediately felt the power of Lin Xing's sword light.

I saw that a few sword lights were fast, and they directly hit Luo Haoran's eyebrows three inches in front of Luo Haoran's eyebrows with a flash of lightning.

The piercing sword intent seemed to leave a chill on his brain.

Although he was resisted by Luo Haoran with a flying sword at the last moment several times in a row, he was still shocked by a cold sweat.

"What is this picture?"

He felt that this mighty sword light was not only amazingly fast, but also contained many secrets of the Emei School's swordsmanship, and it was even more innovative, exerting all kinds of even more incredible power.

Seeing that the sword array composed of his fifteen flying swords could only continue to narrow the range and become precarious under the encirclement and oppression of the other party, Luo Haoran shouted angrily:

"Who is Your Excellency? I have no enmity with you in the past, and I have no grudge in the near future, why are you so murderous towards me? ”

Lin Xing said lightly: "If you want to kill me, I will kill you, this is a natural thing." ”

Luo Haoran said unexpectedly: "I want to kill you?" ”

At this moment, Luo Haoran only felt extremely wronged, he had practiced for many years, although he had killed countless people and done a lot of bad things, but he asked himself if he really didn't plan to kill Lin Xing just now, and he didn't even think about it.

Luo Haoran couldn't help but shout: "Your Excellency recognized the wrong person, right?" I met you for the first time today, and I have never had a grudge against you in the past, why do I want to kill you? I don't even know who you are, it's a misunderstanding! ”

Lin Xing said, "How do I know why you want to kill me? ”

"But I've seen a lot of criminals like you, and I'll never admit it until the last minute."

For the first time in his life, Luo Haoran felt this kind of grievance of being wronged, and the fifteen flying swords under the imperial envoy all screamed one after another.

"Little thief, do you really think I'm not your opponent?"

I saw Luo Haoran pinching the sword trick in his hand, and a picture scroll containing a strange sword array appeared behind him.

At the same time, fifteen flying swords turned into a sword array around him as if they had shifted shapes, exuding an earth-shattering awe-inspiring sword intent.

"Little thief, do you know this?"

Lin Xing looked at the sword array laid by the other party, and in a flash of thought, one hundred and two sword lights had already slashed towards Luo Haoran.

After cultivating the picture of the Heavenly Imperial Divine Light Sword, Lin Xing can now not only control all things with a sword, but also be able to condense the sword light to kill the enemy.

The sword light and the sword are different from each other.

Although the lethality is not as good as that of the physical material sword, the sword light itself is extremely fast, far surpassing ordinary flying swords, and it is extremely difficult to prevent between attack and kill.

In addition, after cultivating the Heavenly Imperial Divine Light Sword, Lin Xing felt that the sword light and sword intent he emitted seemed to have simple wisdom.

If in the past, he was able to make the flying sword fight automatically through the Skywalker Sword Domain, then now he can not only let the flying sword, sword light, and sword intent fight on its own, but also give some simple orders.

For example, at this moment, he ordered to besiege Luo Haoran, so even if Bai Yiyi or others rushed into the sword formation, the sword light would not attack on its own.

He can also divide the sword light to do different things, for example, he can divide fifty sword lights to surround and kill opponents, divide thirty to protect himself, and then divide twenty to stand still.

Even Lin Xing felt that he could let one hundred and two sword lights deal with one hundred and two different opponents respectively.

This is something that Lin Xing would never have been able to do in the past.

This also made Lin Xing's grasp and control of the battle situation more and more delicate, and he became more and more comfortable.

(End of chapter)