In the square where thousands of swords flew together, only the young man in black waved his sword alone, sweating like rain.

The heavy black iron broadsword in his hand, every swing of the sword, will drive an extremely violent wind pressure.

Many of the disciples of the Nanling Sword Pavilion around looked sideways.

Lin Xi, on the other hand, is swinging a knife with a focused expression on the surface.

Two months··· That's enough to prove it!

Bai Fan is not a genius, Lin Xi... Unfortunately, it's not!

In just two months, if you want to practice a basic sword technique to the point of being superb, and even overwhelm those disciples who practice the superb swordsmanship of the Nanling Sword Pavilion, this is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

Luckily... Lin Xi himself is a plug-in.

When he swung the knife in his hand with the magic of heaven and the transformation of negative emotions, a fierce aura faintly condensed, and a powerful sense of spirit arose.

Even a simple chopping gives people the illusion that they can cut through mountains and rivers.

Bai Xuan is famous for his kendo, so it is too difficult for him, who is a younger brother, to surpass his brother in kendo.

So Lin Xi must find another way and prove himself with a knife... Anyway, the swordsmanship of the Nanling Sword Pavilion that Bai Fan originally practiced, although it was also considered passable, was only a mortal, and it was no pity to give it up.

The sword technique is the first to focus on momentum and condense evil energy.

And Lin Xi's heavenly magic is beneficial in both aspects.

As Lin Xi's knife practice became louder and louder, Lu Xiangkun, who had been observing in the dark, finally walked out.

"I never thought that you still have such a talent in the sword path. It's just... It's a pity!" Lu Xiangkun looked at Lin Xi with regretful eyes, and then said very decisively: "From now on, you are not allowed to practice sword techniques again, otherwise... Dispose of it according to the door gauge. ”

If you go the wrong way, go again.

That's fine.

The question is... Bai Fan was the son of Pavilion Master Bai Qi, and he was destined to be unable to join his sect and enter a certain sect that was mainly based on the Dao of the Dao.

And in the Nanling Sword Pavilion, the more Lin Xi showed his sword talent and spread it, the more sarcastic it became.

Lu Xiangkun thought of this, so he said such a thing.

In the face of the suppression of the 'master', Lin Xi was prepared, but said coldly: "You want to teach me, but you can't teach me, since this is the case... Then decide with real kung fu, who is right and who is wrong?"

"You and I don't need to cultivate, we just judge victory or defeat by technique. If you prevail against the sword in my hand, I will discard it. If you can't win... Don't stand in my way. ”

Lu Xiangkun had already entered the Yuanying realm eighty years ago, and he was also a veteran Yuanying powerhouse, and his cultivation was extremely extraordinary, even if it was not unfathomable.

And he has been worshipping the Nanling Sword Pavilion for three hundred years.

Three hundred years is enough time for him to polish the swordsmanship of the Nanling Sword Pavilion very sophisticated.

Naturally, it is not as talented as Bai Xuan's divine talent, but it has also been sharpened a little unusual from his efforts.

Lin Xi dared to challenge Lu Xiangkun's three-hundred-year-old swordsmanship with two months of swordsmanship, which can be said to be very arrogant.

Facing Lin Xi's 'challenge'.

Lu Xiangkun first swelled with anger.

This anger, of course, was absorbed by Lin Xi without any loss.

Then the anger faded and turned a little flat.

"Of course, I don't know how you are so confident in your own knife skills, even if you have extraordinary talent in knife skills, but... You are destined to be unable to practice knives, let alone an opponent for your teacher. ”

"Let me be a teacher today, and break your delusion. ”

After saying that, he didn't draw his sword, just put his fingers together, to refer to the sword, and he was going to fight Linxi.

You must know that the prerequisite for him to compete with Lin Xi is that he cannot use his cultivation.

Nowadays, to refer to the sword is to have extremely strong confidence in one's own swordsmanship.

"Let's make a move!" Lu Xiangkun said.

Lin Xi held his breath and condensed, holding the knife in both hands, like a statue, standing in place.

He is not a genius of the sword path, and he does not know any great sword skills.

But... He knows how to act.

At this moment, he is not facing the battle alone, he seems to be Fu Hongxue on his body, Ding Peng on his body, Nie Feng on his body, and Song Que on his body...

A deep and lofty grandmaster aura emanated from Lin Xi's body.

This kind of bearing, of course, can be performed.

If you can't... Those actors who play the grandmaster's supernatural role, is it possible that they are all martial arts masters?

But the difference between true and false lies in the aftermath of the shot.

At this moment, Lin Xi moved.

His knife swung down the simplest and most domineering trajectory.

It's a very simple move.

This is also the trick that Lin Xi practiced the most, and he was bound to practice the appearance of this trick perfectly, and he couldn't see any flaws in disguise.

Powered by heavenly magic.

There is no true element circulation, but it is entrenched.

At this moment, Lu Xiangkun was like seeing a black giant tiger coming down the mountain towards him.

When you cheer up and take it seriously, it's already too late.

After all, the sword didn't stab out, and Lu Xiangkun used the instinctive agility of his Yuan Infant Realm cultivator to take a step back, avoiding the edge of this sword.

The so-called suppression of cultivation cannot be truly fair after all.

This is like playing with an adult and a child, even if the strength is equal to that of a child, but the advantage of body shape still exists and cannot be avoided.

Lu Xiangkun took a step back.

If it's a little thin-skinned, you've already thrown in the towel.

Lu Xiangkun's face is not thick.

However, he is not willing to throw in the towel.

If he admits defeat, won't all his 300 years of penance become a joke?

So even if the opportunity has been lost.

He still had to swing his sword.

The sword fingers were together, and a sword stabbed at Lin Xi.

Even if this sword does not contain any True Yuan, it can still be transformed into one hundred and seventy-six different moves in the seventeen sword techniques at any time, and it also contains hundreds of different variations.

Even in the memory of Bai Fan that Lin Xi mastered, he also had the memory of most of the swordsmanship in these changes.

But a gap is a gap, and it is not something that can be bridged by knowing.

Lin Xi is a fake murderer.

Lu Xiangkun is really strong.

In the face of such a sword stabbing, Lin Xi ignored it, and took a step forward, which was a knife.

"You don't even hide, let alone block?"

"What a fierce knife technique!" Lu Xiangkun frowned.

He was already regretting not drawing his sword.

He had to admit that although this apprentice of his, the second son of the Pavilion Master of the Nanling Sword Pavilion, although he had only practiced the sword for two months.

But in terms of sword skills, he has already entered the room and has an embarrassing attainment.

Clang!

The sword pointed at the back of Lin Xi's sword, and the heavy broadsword flicked away heavily.

Lin Xi didn't put away the knife and turned around, but borrowed his strength to turn around.

Heavy slash!

The evil spirit is surging, and the momentum is sinking.

The expression on his face was even more calm and indifferent.

At this time, Lin Xi really had a bit of the style of a sword master, and it was difficult for people to see the flaws in the disguise.

"Genius!"

"He has a talent that is not weaker than his brother Bai Xuan!"

"Are we delaying him?" Lu Xiangkun at this time, for no reason in his mind, popped up such a thought, and then... It seems to be out of control.