And then. Jiang Xiaolin threw out the broken rusty sword in his hand and flew directly sideways towards Lin Xingyu.

Since the test is whether or not you can catch the broken sword, then there must be something extraordinary about this sword. Is it heavy? It doesn't look like it. However, Huang Chenkui's sword didn't look very heavy, but it was very heavy. Lin Xingyu thought quickly, concentrated on the sword, stretched out his hands, and waited for the rusty sword to fly.

The rusty sword just fell into Lin Xingyu's hand, and it was not as heavy as expected, but it was almost the same weight as an ordinary long sword, which seemed to be a bit of a fuss.

Lin Xingyu swirled the sword in the palm of his hand with one hand, and looked at Jiang Xiaolin strangely, as if he was asking.

"Huh. Jiang Xiaolin laughed strangely, "If you can take the sword away with both hands, the sword is yours, if you can take the sword away with one hand, then the old man will give you another creation, the Tianhuo Lake of Longyuan Sword Pavilion, make an exception and let you go in once." ”

Lin Xingyu held the five fingers of the rusty sword's right hand and grabbed the scabbard together, and the moment it was closed, there was a sharp pain in the palm, such as a needle prick, such as a tear, like a heavy hammer, such as burning, like freezing, like a lightning strike, that kind of pain came from the palm of the hand, indescribable, unbearable.

The sword struggled like a living thing, trying to desperately break free from the shackles of Lin Xingyu's palm, trembling.

Lin Xingyu frowned, the pain and his facial features changed a little, blood began to leach out of his palm, and if he looked closely, his palm was already peeling and fleshy, and it was spreading outward.

Jiang Jianxue's body recovered a lot, stood up, and stared nervously at Lin Xingyu's hand.

With the trembling of Lin Xingyu's palm, the signs of the rusty sword wanting to break free became more obvious, and the tremor became larger and larger, Lin Xingyu clenched the rusty sword even more vigorously, regardless of the pain in his heart.

The flesh and skin spread from the palm to the back of the hand with blood marks one after another, and the blood marks on the back of the hand broke again, and the flesh was torn apart, and then spread to the wrists and arms.

Even so, Lin Xingyu showed no signs of letting go.

However, as the force of the sword body to break free became greater and greater, Lin Xingyu raised his left hand, ready to grab the 'broken sword' that was about to break free.

"Let go, Brother Xingyu, your arm will be scrapped!" Jiang Jianxue shouted anxiously.

Lin Xingyu turned a deaf ear, his teeth were clenched, his face was congested and red, and his facial features were distorted. Letting the flesh shatter, the blood on the rusty sword spread from the scabbard to the whole body, and did not drip down.

When the bones can already be seen in Lin Xingyu's palm, the strength of the sword to break free has reached the extreme, Lin Xingyu's right hand seems to be unable to support independently, if he continues to stiffen, his right hand is afraid that the bones will be shattered, and the entire arm will be useless at that time.

However, a turning point appeared at this moment, wisps of silver-white light came from the body, repairing the wound on Lin Xingyu's arm, starting from the forearm to repair the damage of flesh and blood, the damage caused by the sword qi was quickly repaired by the silver-white light, and the two sides were evenly matched, one injured and one mended, each of which did not give in.

"Liuliquan, you haven't finished digesting it yet?" Jiang Xiaolin's face had a different color.

Lin Xingyu's sense of pain weakened a lot, coupled with the gradual adaptation, his complexion had recovered a lot at this moment, he raised the sword obliquely above his head, the tip of the sword rushed towards Jiang Xiaolin, his eyes stared at Jiang Xiaolin's eyes, and the meaning of provocation was quite strong.

The rusty remnant sword gradually began to emit a faint glow, and the range of struggle gradually decreased, and the silver-white light brought by the glazed spring, the speed of repairing the injury advanced a lot, and it had reached the wrist from the forearm.

After a while, Lin Xingyu's palm was already intact, and he couldn't see the slightest injury.

The rusty remnant sword that was originally rusty all fell off at this moment, but it still looked worn, not like a good sword, and completely stopped struggling in Lin Xingyu's hands.

Lin Xingyu held the long sword in his hand and turned it around a few times again, raising his arms high.

"That's it, thank you seniors for giving you the sword!" Lin Xingyu said defiantly, and then stuck the sword at his waist.

"Okay! good!! you kid is good, Xuanyan is yours, and the old man will go first. Jiang Xiaolin said hello three times in a row, he couldn't see his joy or anger, turned around and disappeared into the distance.

"Hahaha, Brother Xingyu is awesome! This time grandpa has lost a lot, don't pull out the sword at any time. Jiang Jianxue jumped and clapped her hands. I wanted to say something more, but was pulled away by Jiang Jianyu.

Qin Shuyu hugged Qin Lan's corpse, followed behind Jiang Jianyu and Jiang Jianxue, glanced back at Lin Xingyu as he left, his mouth moved slightly, and he turned around until his back disappeared and never looked back.

Lin Xingyu could vaguely distinguish from Qin Shuyu's mouth shape, the six words Jia, Nan, Jun, Ju, Jian, and Tang, and the rest were not quite sure.

"It's time for us to go, too. Zhuge Yunyi said.

"Let's go. ”

The four Venerables of Yunxian Palace, Immobility, Impermanence, and Illusion Viewing took Lin Xingyu, Wu Yixiu, and Gu Zhenhong respectively, and disappeared outside the broken stone gate in a few jumps.

Tao Mingqian's expression was solemn, he picked up the broken arm, and he didn't know where to go in a few jumps.

Nearly 100 children of the Seven Great Families, seeing that the matter has come to this point, there is no other way, so they have to return their own way, the team of nearly 100 people, when they gather, when they disperse, they are also fast, and in a moment, there are only two people left standing there outside the stone gate.

Ye Shunan stared at the direction in which Lin Xingyu disappeared and did not move for a long time.

Ye Zhengkai looked at the direction of Qin Shuyu's departure, his eyes were obsessed.

The four Venerables of Yunxian Palace had wind under their feet, and their breath was continuous, and when they jumped, their breath was like a long rainbow, and when they fell, their breath was calm, but in a quarter of an hour, they had already disappeared.

Zhuge Yunyi was the first to stop, and the four Venerables followed, still stopping in the east, south, west, and north directions, each of them was no more than three meters away from Zhuge Yunyi, and the protection was very thorough.

"Now that you are safe, let's separate here. Zhuge Yunyi opened his mouth and said, his voice crisp.

"Good. Lin Xingyu nodded.

"Your master's injuries can heal in a few months, but at most a year, so don't worry. ”

"Good. Lin Xingyu looked at Wu Yixiu.

The two looked at each other's tattered and bloody clothes and smiled wryly.

Wu Yixiu summoned Lin Xingyu, whispered a few words in his ear, and then separated.

"Let's go!" Zhuge Yunyi said.

As soon as the words fell, Zhuge Yunyi took the four Venerables and Wu Yixiu in a flash, and they didn't know where to go.

"Brother Gu, what are your plans next? Lin Xingyu asked gloomily.

"The desolation is over, it's time to go home. Gu Zhenhong's voice was still hearty.

"Give it to me, I said I'd help forge it. ”

Gu Zhenhong nodded, did not speak, handed over the pitch-black spear that was broken in two, waited for Lin Xingyu to take it, turned around and left, and waved his hand with his back to Lin Xingyu.

Lin Xingyu raised his hand and waved lightly.

The afterglow of the sunset is so dazzling that this look makes me cry.