Chapter 373: Word Spirit (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation)

"Senior Brother Lin, let's start!"

The disciple surnamed Chu looked at Lin Yifan and said.

Hearing this, Lin Yifan glanced at the other party lightly, and couldn't help but think a little speechlessly: "Why do you listen to this guy's tone, it seems to be a little excited?"

Unable to guess the dark psychology of the guy next to him, Lin Yifan shrugged his shoulders, and then pointed his finger high to the sky.

The next moment, he saw countless sword shadows flying out from his body.

In an instant, a sword shadow appeared in the sky, surrounding Lin Yifan's body.

Looking at this scene, the disciple surnamed Chu was secretly a little shocked in his heart.

Although he already knew that he might not be Lin Yifan's opponent, now that he had a closer look, the disciple surnamed Chu knew that his understanding of this Lin Yifan was too simple.

"Senior Brother Chu, don't you want to do it yet?"

At this moment, only Lin Yifan's voice was heard.

Hearing this, the disciple surnamed Chu did not delay immediately.

The next moment, I saw his right hand stroke, and a cold light flickering iron flying sword fell into his hand.

"Slash the iron!"

With a low shout, on top of the iron flying sword, a sword shadow immediately flew out and landed on the attic in front of him.

"It's so presumptuous!"

With a loud "boom" sound, I saw that the attic was instantly split in two under the sword shadow slash.

At the same time, a loud shout rang out from the ruins of the attic.

It's just that before the voice in the ruins fell, he saw Lin Yifan's eyes slightly cold, and the sword shadows around him turned into a huge sword wheel and swept away in the direction of the attic ruins.

"Shock!"

Just as the sword wheel swept away, I could only hear another voice in the ruins of the attic.

Immediately, a huge book phantom rose from the ruins of the attic, enveloping the entire ruin in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, I saw the sword wheel slashing at the person in the phantom of the book.

With a muffled sound of "bang", I saw that the void shook slightly, and from the phantom of the book, the words turned from virtual to real, and pasted towards the sword wheel.

"Well, you actually have some skills!"

Soon, Lin Yifan felt the extraordinaryness of these words, and he could feel that with more and more words falling on the sword wheel, the invisible connection between him and the sword wheel he cut out was being deprived little by little!

"Close!"

Knowing that if he continued, he was afraid that his Thousand Shadow Sword would completely lose contact, Lin Yifan let out a low snort, and then the sword technique in his hand changed.

The next moment, I saw that the sword wheel in the air suddenly exploded, turned into a sword shadow in the sky, and flew back into Lin Yifan's cuffs again.

"You are so rude, it's too presumptuous!"

At this moment, only the ruins could be heard, and the voice sounded again.

At the same time, I saw a figure slowly rising from the ruins of the attic in the midst of the sweeping words.

"It seems, compared to the previous times, something is different!"

Looking at the old teacher flying in the air, Lin Yifan keenly felt that the aura on the other party's body seemed to be fundamentally different from those old teachers he had met before.

"Isn't it ......"

Suddenly, Lin Yifan thought of a possibility, and immediately, the threads of his divine consciousness quietly dispersed.

"I didn't find it, it seems that the other party's methods are also very clever!"

I sighed softly.

However, then Lin Yifan didn't think much else, just because the old teacher he met this time was much more difficult to deal with than the one he had encountered before.

"Sword!"

With a deep shout from the old man who was teaching, he saw several words flying out from around him, rushing towards the disciple surnamed Chu at great speed.

The speed of the text was extremely fast, and it changed in the air, and it actually turned into a sharp sword and slashed towards the disciple surnamed Chu.

"Hmph, competing with my Ten Thousand Swords disciple is really self-defeating!"

Looking at the sharp sword slashed in the air, the disciple surnamed Chu snorted coldly with disdain, and waved the iron flying sword in his hand, and several sword qi rushed towards the sword in the air.

It's just that what the disciple surnamed Chu didn't expect was that just when the sword qi he emitted was about to collide with the sword in the air, the sharp sword, like a swimming snake, cleverly bypassed the sword qi slashed out by the disciple surnamed Chu, and continued to slash towards him.

Seeing this, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the disciple surnamed Chu, and his figure quickly dodged to the side.

It's just that his reaction was still a little slower after all, and at the moment when he was about to dodge, the sharp sword like a swimming snake had already wrapped around him.

"Damn it!"

Knowing that he couldn't dodge, he only heard the disciple surnamed Chu scolding secretly, and the cold light on the iron flying sword in his hand flashed, and he slashed towards the sword that was entangled.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

A burst of gold and iron clashing sounded, only to see the sparks burst out of the sky above the blade, for a moment, the disciple surnamed Chu didn't know how many swords he had chopped, he only knew that with every confrontation, his arm had a trace of paralysis like an electric shock.

"These swords, there's a problem!"

Shocked in his heart, the disciple surnamed Chu wanted to retreat, but he was entangled by death.

Suddenly, I saw that it was another piece of slashing, however, before its sword blade could be cut out, the whole person suddenly stiffened.

Immediately, the disciple surnamed Chu watched as the sharp sword bit at his neck like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

"My life is at stake!"

With a sad cry in his heart, the disciple surnamed Chu never thought that he would die in such a place.

However, just as the disciple surnamed Chu was waiting for death to come, suddenly, a hand grabbed straight towards the sharp sword that was slashing towards his neck.

"Who is it?"

Shocked in his heart, the disciple surnamed Chu turned his head, wanting to see the person who wanted to save him.

It's just that, at the same time, in his heart, he is also scolding the other party for being stupid, after all, what he can't deal with a sword, the other party actually wants to use his flesh and blood to resist.

However, what the disciple surnamed Chu didn't expect was that he saw a little spiritual light on the other party's fingertips, and the moment it was pointed on the body of the sword, the sword with the handle that seemed to be spitting out a letter and wanting to choose someone to devour, was actually at his fingertips, turned into a little ink, and dripped on the ground.

"This ......"

The disciple surnamed Chu opened his mouth widely, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"Hehe, sure enough, this ability is really a bit special!"

At this moment, Lin Yifan's chuckle reached the ears of the disciple surnamed Chu.

Turning his head stiffly, he didn't even bother to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, and it wasn't until this time that the disciple surnamed Chu realized that it was Lin Yifan who rescued him just now!

The next moment, the disciple surnamed Chu paid more attention to the bits of ink that fell on Lin Yifan's fingertips.

"What is this?"

The disciple surnamed Chu looked at Lin Yifan suspiciously.

Hearing this, Lin Yifan smiled, but then his eyes turned and whispered, "Here we go again!"

Hearing Lin Yifan's words, the disciple surnamed Chu suddenly felt a pang in his heart, and as soon as he turned his gaze, he saw more than a dozen words in the air, but they were flying towards the two of them again.

"Knives!"

Another low shout came from the mouth of the old man.

I saw that the empty Chinese characters condensed, and then turned into a long knife with a handle, and instantly slashed towards the top of the two heads.

"Here we go again!"

The disciple's heart tightened, and the stiffness on his body disappeared.

Tightening the flying sword in his hand, the disciple surnamed Chu was about to strike again.

However, before he could make a move, a figure suddenly jumped past his side and rushed towards the long knife in the air.

"Drink—"

With a heavy drink, I saw a flash of light in Lin Yifan's eyes, and a little spiritual light flew out from his fingertips.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

A muffled sound came, and I saw that the long knives in the air were under the attack of spiritual light, but they all turned into a mess of ink and sprinkled it.

"You, how can you break my word spirit?"

Seeing that his attack was easily broken by Lin Yifan, on the other side, a trace of shock appeared on the face of the old teacher.

"Hehe, this is, the secret!"

Lin Yifan smiled slightly, naturally he would not tell the other party that the reason why he was able to break the spirit of the other party's words so quickly was because of the blessing of the big guy in the live broadcast room.

I saw that his toes turned into an afterimage and attacked the side of the old man.

And as Lin Yifan approached, the words around the old man automatically swept towards Lin Yifan.

It's just that, in the face of the sweeping words, Lin Yifan just moved lightly under his feet, and the spiritual light of his fingertips quickly pointed out, and the words in the sky were also sprinkled with ink.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Yifan was killed in front of the old teacher, and pointed his finger fiercely at the center of the old man's eyebrows.

"Strong, shield!"

Looking at the ever-enlarged fingertips in his sight, a look of panic flashed in the eyes of the old teacher, and when his body burst back, he couldn't help shouting.

The next moment, I saw that the words in the sky were rapidly condensing, but they turned into a golden shield, blocking the old man in front of him.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and I saw Lin Yifan's fingertips slamming on the shield.

I saw that on the shield, a large amount of ink was spilled, but this shield didn't seem to be such a good thing, but it didn't dissipate directly under Lin Yifan's finger.

"Around, stab!"

At the same time, two more low shouts came.

The next moment, I saw that the ink spilled on the shield changed again, and suddenly turned into a piece of armor and surrounded Lin Yifan in it, and at the same time, from the top of the armor, one by one stabbed towards Lin Yifan like a spike.

"Poof—"

With a muffled sound, in the face of this sudden change, Lin Yifan seemed to have no reaction at all, and in the blink of an eye, he stabbed the spike like a hedgehog.

"Wouldn't it be, dead?"

On the other side, seeing that Lin Yifan was so easily hit by the other party's methods, the disciples surnamed Chu were about to pop out their eyes.

"Hehe, it's really troublesome, it seems that you have to be more careful next!"

However, before the disciple surnamed Chu was shocked, another chuckle sounded from behind him.

Hearing this, the disciple surnamed Chu turned his head suddenly, but saw Lin Yifan, who was supposed to be stabbed into a hedgehog by those spikes, and he didn't know when he actually appeared behind him.

"When?"