Lin Yang was gifted since childhood and began practicing swordsmanship at the age of three. It has been twenty-six years since then. He has learned hundreds of sword techniques. Only then did he successfully understand the sword intent half a month ago, swept the younger generation of the Tianjian Sect and was elected as the chief disciple of this generation.

However, the most important thing to be able to become the chief disciple of the Tianjian Sect is because he has a sect leader’s father.

Since King Xia decided to support the Tianjian Sect ten years ago, Lin Yang not only obtained a large amount of cultivation resources, but also had a rapid increase in his strength, and his status increased with the rise. He was flattered and praised by various forces, comparable to a prince and noble.

As we all know, the biggest gap between ordinary monks and sect disciples is not talent, but resources, weapons and martial arts. For example, two cultivators in the Qi Condensation Realm, one holds a low-level spiritual weapon and only knows a few simple spells, while the other holds a high-level spiritual weapon and is proficient in various high-level spells. You don’t have to think about who is better.

Therefore, Lin Yang is confident that no one is his opponent except those perverts!

Thorn!

In the Huiyan Mountains, the sword intent continued to spread, leaving dense sword marks on the ground, tree trunks and stones, gradually approaching Xu Shu.

At the same time, a cold light flashed, and a sword suddenly appeared in Lin Yang's hand. It was slender and crystal clear as jade, exuding a sharp sword intent. Even though it was far apart, the eyes of the thorny person still felt pain and it was difficult to look directly at it.

This sword is called Nirru, and is a low-grade spiritual weapon. It can easily split rocks and penetrate the body protection power of cultivators in the spiritual realm. It is extremely powerful.

Lin Yang came to Huiyan Mountain Forest this time to master the sword intent more skillfully, and to take the opportunity to break through and advance to the late stage of the Spirit Building Realm, so he was determined to win the seven-leaf spiritual herb.

"So amazing, I deserve to be the young leader of the Tianjian Sect."

Song Ze avoided from afar and couldn't help but exclaim.

Compared to Lin Yang, the seventh level of Qi Condensation Realm that he is proud of is not worth mentioning at all.

Swish!

Finally, Lin Yang moved, and his whole body shot out suddenly. The spiritual power was injected into the Nirvana Sword, drawing a dazzling stream of light, instantly transforming into twelve sword shadows, stabbing Xu Shu from all directions, blocking all retreats!

One of the unique skills of the Tianjian Sect, the Thirty-Three Swords.

When you reach the highest depth, you can transform into thirty-three sword shadows, which are extremely powerful. At present, Lin Yang can only condense twelve. Even so, it is enough to suppress ordinary spiritual cultivators.

Facing the fierce Lin Yang, Xu Shu was speechless. Is this the world of immortal cultivation? He always wanted to kill and rob, and he looked confident.

So he took a deep breath and exhaled gently.

call!

The world seemed to be twisting in an instant, turning from flow to stillness, as if time had frozen in time and entered a slow release state. Then, a crack suddenly appeared at the top of the Nirvana Sword in Lin Yang's shocked gaze.

"What's going on?"

Lin Yang looked surprised and suspected that he had read it wrong.

You know, the Nirvana Sword is made of Mingyao black gold, cut iron like mud, and has some micro formations attached. Even the powerful Hedan realm cannot break it. How could it be damaged for no reason?

Crack Crack Crack!

However, soon, more and more cracks appeared, quickly spreading throughout the sword body!

Bang!

Before Lin Yang could react, the Nirhu Sword could not bear the shattering. Then the twelve sword shadows trembled slightly, turning into light spots about half a meter away from Xu Shu.

Rumble!

As the time around recovered and the slow release ended, the strong wind suddenly stirred up waves of thunder that penetrated the sky, like an invisible wave of waves passing by, submerging Lin Yang!

"No! Mr. Jin saves me!"

Lin Yang shouted in despair, his eyes full of fear.

"Young Sect Master!"

Seeing this, Boss Jin was shocked and hurried forward to rescue him, but underestimated the power of Xu Shu's tone.

Almost the moment Mr. Jin entered the range of the strong wind, his body-protecting spiritual power was torn, followed by his clothes, skin, flesh, muscles and bones.

"How is that possible!"

Old Jin was shocked and tried to activate the golden elixir to resist, but even the golden elixir was swallowed. In just a few seconds, the powerful man in the Hedan realm was already crushed to pieces and could not die anymore.

Until his consciousness fell into darkness, Old Jin couldn't understand why this happened.

As for Lin Yang, it exploded into blood mist on the spot and was wiped out.

In the distance, Song Ze, who was hiding behind the tree and watching, was completely confused and subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

Hallucination is definitely hallucination!

Even the powerful people in the middle stage of the Spirit-Making Realm can't be able to do it, right?

But after opening his eyes again, the facts told him that this was not an illusion.

Too scary!

Without any hesitation, Song Ze turned around and ran wildly, almost exerting his strength, only regretting that his parents had fewer legs.

escape!

Escape immediately!

Even Mr. Jin at the level of the Dan Realm was killed instantly. Could he stay at the seventh level of the Qi Condensation Realm and wait for death?

Looking at Song Ze's back as he was gone, Xu Shu had no intention of chasing him. He was just an irrelevant ant and ran away.

Retracting his gaze, Xu Shu raised his hand to grab the ring that fell from Lin Yang and Old Jin. He just controlled the strength but did not destroy it.

As expected, these were two storage rings. The space inside was much spacious than the storage bag of the Cangkong Taoist, and it was filled with various things, reminding Xu Shu of the days when he used to fight monsters and upgrade equipment.

Although Xu Shu learned a lot of skills in the game world, most of them were simple and crude, with amazing power. They were not as fancy and cool as the sword technique Lin Yang used just now, so Xu Shu wanted to practice the magic of this world.

...

"Hu, Hu, Hu."

Among the bushes, Song Ze gasped violently and rushed without looking back. He didn't find a place to hide until his spiritual power was exhausted and he couldn't run anymore.

Then he found that Xu Shu didn't seem to pursue him.

"Haha, that's great."

Song Ze breathed a sigh of relief, just as he was about to leave the Gray Nightmare forest, a ball of yellow hair suddenly fell from the sky.

"What?"

Song Ze was stunned and was so scared that he retreated repeatedly.

"Jijiji."

The yellow hair slowly rose and stretched outward, revealing a thunderbolt mouth, a lonely face, and a hideous monkey face with ferocious fangs, blocking Song Ze like a hill.

"Lonely, lustful monkey!"

Song Ze's face was pale and shouted in horror.

The lustful monkey, a notorious high-level monster, is equivalent to about the ninth level of the human Qi Condensation Realm. Even Song Ze was not an opponent in the whole province, let alone now his spiritual power is exhausted?

Damn, I accidentally ran into the territory of the lustful monkey!

Anyone who is familiar with the lustful monkey knows that the most terrifying thing about lustful monkey is not its strength, but its special hobby. Thinking of his fate later, Song Ze couldn't help but tremble. Just as he was about to escape, he was grabbed by the lustful monkey's right leg.

"Jijiji!"

The lust monkey lifted Song Ze with one hand and reached down with the other hand.

"No! Ahhhh!"

A shrill scream resounded throughout the mountains.
Chapter completed!