The onlookers widened their eyes and then looked at each other.

"Senior Brother Lin, where have you been?"

Some people even went directly to ask the judging elders, but even the elders shook their heads and said they didn't know.

You must know that many elders are only at the peak of Ling Yuan's seventh-rank strength, or half-footed into the eighth-rank, while Lin Zifeng has already reached the speed of eighth-rank when he uses his full strength to ride the wind, so they naturally have no way of discovering it.

Jiang Cai'er was also surprised: "Gone?"

Fu Hao suddenly couldn't help but want to tease her: "Turned into a flying insect and flew away." ”

"Poofha-" This sentence really had a miraculous effect, Jiang Cai'er couldn't stop as if she was laughing, fortunately she still kept her sanity and covered her mouth in advance, otherwise she suddenly became big in a row of sect masters who were watching the battle seriously, which would make her father ugly.

However, these leaders have no leisure to care about her laughter at the moment, and their attention is focused on the martial arts arena.

Lin Zifeng's speed broke through the limit of the realm and reached the eight-rank realm, but it was still in their eyes.

Because in addition to the heads of the three major families, the weakest of these elder sect masters are also in the realm of the eight grades, and almost all of them are the strongest people on the chivalrous list.

They looked around Li Xuan in surprise, where Lin Zifeng's offensive had already begun.

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What is the Wind Riding Sword Technique?

Is it like a strong wind, the sword is unstoppable, and the sword is breezy?

Is the sword like a swimming dragon, riding the wind to cut the stars and the moon, and leading the thunder of the nine heavens?

Or is it a madness that is not the same as heaven and earth, a sword is not asked, and a student is divided?

No, these are not Lin Zifeng's swordsmanship of riding the wind.

Lin Zifeng's swordsmanship of riding the wind, without him, is only fast.

But his speed is different from the Ten Directions Sword of the Green Bamboo Sword Sect. The speed of the ten-sided sword is the land of the ten directions, reaching everywhere, nothing is broken, and the sword intent is swept away, and Lin Zifeng's swordsmanship of riding the wind is to incarnate Ling Feng, unpredictable, and instantaneous.

Therefore, the moment Lin Zifeng disappeared in place, Li Xuan frowned and clenched the sword in his hand.

Then, a cut was made on his back, and blood oozed out.

Li Xuan directly turned around and slashed behind him, but there was no one except for the oncoming wind.

Then, Li Xuan's face was cut by a sharp blade, and at the same time, the clothes on his chest were also torn.

Li Xuan's eyes flashed, and his wrist stabbed into a place in the air, but he pounced again.

For a while, Li Xuan seemed to be overwhelmed by Lin Zifeng's successive attacks.

Although the onlookers couldn't see Lin Zifeng's figure, they could see the constant wounds on Li Xuan's body and his increasingly dignified and pale face.

"Senior Brother Lin is so powerful, as soon as the Wind Riding Sword Technique came out, he occupied an absolute advantage, and Li Xuan had no power to parry. ”

"That's natural, the Wind Riding Sword Technique and the Holy Sword Sect's stake step, it is an eight-rank powerhouse, and Senior Brother Lin can also fight with it. Dealing with this Li Xuan must be no problem. ”

"I don't see it well, you see that although Li Xuan has wounds on his body, they are all small injuries that are not painful or itchy, which shows that Senior Brother Lin is also scrupling and looking for opportunities. This Li Xuan may still have a backhand......"

There are different opinions, and there are different opinions. But on the whole, there are still many people who support Lin Zifeng, after all, on the surface, it is Lin Zifeng who has the upper hand.

Lu Siren looked at the field and was very satisfied with Lin Zifeng. Anyway, did you have to do so many starting moves in front of the Wind Sword Technique? No wonder not many people have been able to learn it......

But even so, Lu Siren was still faintly worried. He felt a different fluctuation in Li Xuan.

The wounds on Li Xuan's body kept increasing, and he tried several times, but he couldn't seem to lock Lin Zifeng's figure.

An ethereal voice came from mid-air: "Surrender or not?"

Li Xuan sneered, at this juncture, not only did he not panic in the slightest, but closed his eyes.

Some people were furious when they saw this: "Senior Brother Lin, this person is so arrogant, there is no need for his subordinates to show mercy!"

In the first few games, Li Xuan showed no mercy to his opponents, which aroused the dissatisfaction of many people.

Although there will be accidents in the competition, as long as it is not a matter of life and death, you will generally choose to stop at the point. Who wants Li Xuan to say that he can't help but act completely according to his own preferences.

So far, two cases of serious injuries and comas are related to this Li Xuan.

Lin Zifeng's feet were erratic, the long sword was swimming to ride the wind, and there was a sudden warning in his heart.

Naturally, he didn't just cut through Li Xuan's clothes or skin because he wanted to show mercy to his subordinates, but he couldn't find the opportunity to attack.

In fact, if it weren't for his quick dodge, he would have been caught by Li Xuan several times, and he was secretly frightened by Li Xuan's observation.

At the moment when Li Xuan closed his eyes, his brows jumped for no reason, and at the same time he felt faintly uneasy.

"We can't drag it out any longer, we must divide the winner as soon as possible!" Lin Zifeng once again blended into the wind, and his sword intent surrounded Li Xuan, looking for the most suitable opportunity.

Suddenly, Lin Zifeng circled behind Li Xuan, his attack angle at the moment was perfect, and Li Xuan didn't seem to notice it.

"This is the moment!"

Lin Zifeng appeared for the first time, and stabbed Li Xuan behind him with a sword. At the same time, the wind around him also gathered, and the sword roared, and it came to Li Xuan's side in an instant.

The onlookers were still immersed in the excitement brought by Lin Zifeng's appearance, and Lin Zifeng's sword had already touched Li Xuan's clothes.

Suddenly, Lin Zifeng's uneasiness came to his heart again.

He only felt darkness in front of him, not knowing what was happening.

Then a cold but somewhat playful voice sounded in his ears: "Got you!"

"Huh?" Lin Zifeng was shocked and was about to retreat, but it was too late.

Li Xuan had already abandoned his sword and slammed into Lin Zifeng with one palm.

A power far beyond the seventh grade suddenly rose and crushed towards the forest wind.

The wind in the sky dispersed, and the sword shattered, like the wind and the sword intent disappeared.

Then, Lin Zifeng could no longer hold his sword, and the long sword was gone.

The palm was invisible, but it really hit Lin Zifeng, Lin Zifeng opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body was thrown backwards.

Li Xuan didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, he grabbed Lin Zifeng's long sword in the air and threw it directly like a dart, facing Lin Zifeng.

He actually wanted to kill Lin Zifeng directly.

"Stop!" an angry voice rang out, and a man fell from the room.

He first put his hand on Lin Zifeng's body, and then easily stopped the momentum of the latter's throwing, and then put it down steadily, and then flung it towards Li Xuan's sleeve, and it was a gust of wind, and the long sword was directly swept away, and the wind did not abate, and went directly towards Li Xuan.

Li Xuan hurriedly slapped a palm in response, but he still kicked back ten steps in a row, and then he raised his head to look at the person who made the move, but there was not much shock.

Lin Zifeng was seriously injured and his breath was sluggish, but he still said respectfully: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of the sect master." ”

It was Lu Siren who saved Lin Zifeng, he put one hand on Lin Zifeng's back, crossed an internal force to protect his internal organs, and then looked at Li Xuan coldly, his words contained undoubted majesty.

"Ling Yuan Eight Grades, it's so deeply hidden!"

"Who are you?"