"This is my grandfather's artistic conception!" Lin Jianteng said proudly.

Gao Han said lightly: "It should be the meaning of strength!", after speaking, his eyes looked at Lin Jianteng.

Lin Jianteng, who heard Gao Han's words, exclaimed in surprise and turned around: "How do you know that my grandfather's artistic conception is the meaning of force!"

"Guess. ”

Lin Jianteng: "......"

In fact, Gao Han really guessed that he could have such an oppressive force, and in Lin Zhendong's direction, it was like having a huge force to constantly oppress himself.

Therefore, Gao Han guessed that the other party must be based on the artistic conception of force, and from the fact that he can dance the famous giant sword of Wanshi lightly, then his own strength must be also amazing, and the meaning of force is the most suitable choice.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

There was a hurried applause from under the hole where the demon fell: "It's really good, Lin Zhendong, I didn't expect you to actually cultivate a hundred battles to such a point, I'm really surprised!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in the air, and then a large amount of muddy water rushed into the mouth of the cave.

The ghost dragon pointed the black sword in his hand at Lin Zhendong: "Then try my true ability!

As he spoke, the sword in his hand flashed, and then disappeared, but the ghost body was still in place, and a sword suddenly appeared behind Lin Zhendong's back, what is the black sword in the hand of the ghost dragon?

Lin Zhendong's eyes froze: "This is the real ghost sword, I was completely suppressed by this move back then, but now let you see the results of my cultivation over the years!"

"The final slash of a hundred battles, the wind volcanic forest!"

Lin Zhendong turned around and slashed towards the sword: "Fast as the wind!"

The eternal giant sword in the air suddenly accelerated, like a gust of wind, and as soon as it was swiped, it quickly came to the sword and swept it to the side.

The weight of the Eternal Giant Sword itself, coupled with Lin Zhendong's strength, shattered all the spaces swept by the sword into halves, and the suctioning power of the broken spaces continued to increase.

Even, even the clothes on Lin Zhendong's upper body were forcibly torn by this suction. It shattered into pieces, and then was absorbed into the spatial rift.

"Qiang ......"

A crisp sound sounded, and the black sword was knocked away by Wan Shi in Lin Zhendong's hand, and the speed was like a meteor, fleeting. However, in fact, it only flew a mile before it stopped, because the demon had once again performed the next move.

"The second escape of the ghost!"

The black sword actually quickly returned to his side, and then the grabbed it with one hand, and then pointed the sword at Lin Zhendong and flew towards it quickly. Like a black bolt of lightning.

"Three points of ghost escape!"

As soon as he flew close to Lin Zhendong, the ghost's body shook, and a ghost appeared below Lin Zhendong, still stabbing towards Lin Zhendong at this speed.

I thought this would be the end, but I didn't expect the bodies of the two ghosts to shake, and two more ghosts appeared in different directions.

Until the end, the four sides of the bar are the shadows of the devil, with the same movements, holding a sharp sword. Fly towards Lin Zhendong.

"The eightieth battle of a hundred battles, hunting!"

"Brush!"

Lin Zhendong quickly swung out two swords, trying to find out which one was the real ghost.

However, this time he was stunned. Because I felt it just now, the aura on these eight devils was actually the same, even the strength was the same.

"Is this the ghost intent? Fifty percent of the ghost intent is really even more inscrutable!" Lin Zhendong left a cold sweat on his head, and now he has never seen this trick used by the ghost.

Apparently. This is a trick that the devil has just refined.

"However, do you think I will be defeated so easily?" Lin Zhendong was not frightened by this: "Wind Volcanic Forest of Hundred Battles, Xu Rulin!"

The Eternal Giant Sword suddenly and gradually disappeared in the air, and then several sword shadows suddenly flashed in the air. And it is constantly increasing, and finally tens of thousands of sword shadows are conjured!

Each of those sword shadows slashed the space, and although the space was constantly recovering on its own, it was a little slow compared to Lin Zhendong's destruction.

In just the blink of an eye, the space collapsed, and Lin Zhendong's upper body was completely exposed to the air.

The sturdy flesh is like steel poured, and each piece of the sturdy abdominal muscles contains powerful strength, and even constantly exudes power fluctuations outward.

"It turns out that he is also a half-body refining martial artist, so it's no wonder!" Gao Han immediately understood.

He turned out to be strange, this Lin Jianteng is too powerful, not only is his cultivation a fivefold transformation, but he also has a sword intent, and he has cultivated at least the Liuhe Sword Technique of the Xuan-level superior.

Moreover, his martial body has also reached this kind of Cheng dù in the high cold.

It is not surprising to say that Gao Han himself can achieve this kind of Cheng dù, you must know that his special physique can absorb and use a qiē cold qi.

Coupled with the extreme cold qi in the Huangquan Biluo diagram to refine the body and soul, it can be said that it is expected to be able to reach the second-order martial body and ice intent.

It turned out that he had the help of his grandfather, and it would be simple.

Lin Zhendong's body constantly exuded power fluctuations to the surroundings, and the powerful power distorted the space around him.

"Bang bang......" The eight voices sounded, and the figures of the eight ghosts were all shattered, it turned out that really every figure was a real existence.

The sword shadows then stabbed towards the demon's body, like a swarm of locusts covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire sky, and the moonlight could not penetrate the sword shadows of this secret technique.

"Damn, I didn't expect to see him in two hundred years, this guy has made such great progress!"

But now that he has actually comprehended the final battle recipe of a hundred battles, he also knows this hundred battle tricks.

The simplest is the first slash, and then, every time it reaches the end, it gets stronger and stronger, one sword is stronger than the other, and in the last slash, it is not difficult to split the entire sky.

The Hundred Battles Technique is the best among the Xuan-level intermediate exercises, and there are really few that can compare with it in the Xuan-level exercises.

And this Wind Volcanic Forest is a combination of the names of the ninety-fifth to ninety-ninth slashes, and it can be said that the power of each sword is incomparable.

I heard that this hundred battle tricks are too demanding, and it is an exercise that goes together with true qi and body refining, and body refining is very slow compared to true qi, so it was given up, and to this day, no one is practicing anymore, and this Lin Zhendong is cultivating.

"However, this is not enough, I don't believe that you have really succeeded in cultivating the Wind Volcano Forest, and the ghosts are swallowed everywhere!"

The ghost roared angrily, and danced the black sword in his hand wildly, leaving a never-ending sword shadow in the air every time he passed through the space.

Gradually, there were more and more sword shadows in the air, and the most ghostly black sword stopped, and those sword shadows organized to form a huge black skull.

The skull was 100 meters high, of course about the same length and width, and the position of the pupils of the two black holes exuded endless ghostly energy, as if it was going to swallow the whole time and swallow it into hell!

If you take a closer look, you will find that the huge skeleton is composed of countless sword qi, and each part is composed of countless sword blades.

And the devil has long been surrounded by that skeleton.

"Lin Zhendong, die!" The skeleton actually opened its mouth that looked like it was about to fall off, and made a hoarse sound, and that voice was the voice of the ghost.

After speaking, the skeleton suddenly opened its mouth and bit fiercely at the thousands of eternal sword shadows in the air.

The moment he opened his mouth, the two rows of teeth suddenly became sharp, like a sharp sword, and the two rows of teeth were intertwined.

The sharp sword even pierced the space through holes one by one, and it looked like two rows of tooth marks had been bitten out by a skeleton in the air.

The huge skeleton swallowed a third of the Ten Thousand Ten Thousand Sword Shadows in one bite, and then the shriveled mouth chewed twice with great effort, and the swallowed Ten Thousand Sword Sword Shadows actually disappeared.

Then, as if eating a delicious meal, the skull swallowed all the sword shadows in three strokes and chewed continuously.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, those sword shadows that covered the sky and the earth actually disappeared without a trace.

That sword shadow could easily kill the spirit powerhouse along with the soul, but it looked so vulnerable in front of this skeleton.

After breaking Xu Rulin, the skeleton continued to bite Lin Zhendong in the air.

Lin Zhendong's face suddenly turned red, and he raised the giant sword in his hand, and the milky white sword body also became red, as if a raging flame was burning on it.

Moreover, Lin Zhendong suddenly exuded a powerful momentum, and the space around him began to shatter and burst.

His strong body began to break through the blood marks of the Dao, his hair broke through the jade crown, the roots stood upside down, and even those black hairs had begun to turn white.

Lin Zhendong's skin used to be like a baby's, but now if you look closely, you will find that his skin has begun to become rough.

The scars on his body also cracked more and more, and the length became larger.

However, with the occurrence of these changes, the momentum on Lin Zhendong's body is infinitely increasing, and the space around him is collapsing bigger and bigger.

The skeleton's voice suddenly became frightened: "You're crazy!

This is, Lin Zhendong also grinned, but the smile was obviously a bit far-fetched, and the blood on his face was a little hideous and terrifying: "As long as I can kill you, fulfill my wish, and avenge my dead junior brothers, even if I die, what should I do?"

Now Lin Zhendong's voice has become extremely hoarse, his eyes are full of blood, and he sounds very desolate.

Even Lin Jianteng, who has always been very confident in his grandfather, couldn't help but worry: "What should I do, grandpa, he's fine!"

Zheng Kong walked to Lin Jianteng's side at this time, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "Don't worry! Senior Lin is so strong, he will definitely be fine, and the burning life span is not Shouyuan, right!"

Gao Han's face was sweating profusely: "Is this Nima comforting?

Without waiting for Gao Han to beat Zheng Kong, Lin Jianteng above shouted with all his strength: "The wind of a hundred battles, the volcanic forest, is as hot as fire!" (to be continued......)