He was forced back by Xia Ming again and again, but for him, his face was a bit unfavorable.

He is a master of the real soul realm. Xia Ming's strength is only at the ninth level of the virtual soul realm. There is so much difference between him, but now he can't even control the wind, so he can't defeat Xia Ming.

Said, there is no face.

Lin Zhichu took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out like a torrent of water. The terrible spiritual power was turbulent, impacting the surrounding space. Countless people held their breath and their expressions were shaking.

"Lin Zhichu, I'm angry..." Someone's eyelids pounded and he said in a deep voice.

"It's probably over now."

Many people looked at Xia Ming in one go. Although Lin Zhichu had used some methods before, this was not all about Lin Zhichu. Now Xia Ming has repeatedly angered Lin Zhichu, which has led to

Lin Zhichu was completely furious.

"Xia Ming."

Lin Zhichu shouted coldly, with a little gloomy between his eyebrows and a strong anger on his face. Xia Ming could be said to have lost his face.

Lin Zhichu's hands quickly changed, and for a moment, the light shone brightly on Lin Zhichu's body, and then under these countless eyes, Lin Zhichu shouted loudly.

"Swords come..."

Before Lin Zhichu's voice could be finished, Lin Zhichu held his big hand and a sword appeared in Lin Zhichu's hand. The sword was sharp and dazzling, giving people an inexplicable fear.

This is a divine spiritual weapon.

This divine spiritual weapon was obtained by chance. In order to obtain this spiritual weapon, he almost died.

A red light appeared in Lin Zhichu's eyes, and his figure flashed, and he came to Xia Ming's sky. He held a sword in his right hand. Under these many eyes, Lin Zhichu's sword moved.

Lin Zhichu didn't have any fancy things, he just slashed it with a light sword.

This sword looks light and fluttering, but it gives people an inexplicable fear.

"brush……"

Suddenly, in this starry space, it seemed as if there was a long sword directly crossing the layers of voids and descending above Xia Ming's head. The terrifying sword intent was raging, and terrifying swords were left around him.

The scars and sword scars are ferocious, giving people an inexplicable fear.

If this sword falls on a person, wouldn’t it be cut off by a sword?

"It turned out to be a sword control technique."

Someone couldn't help but exclaim: "This sword control technique is said to be something Lin Zhichu accidentally obtained in a treasure land. It is powerful and unpredictable."

"This is probably Lin Zhichu's trump card? With this kind of swordsmanship, Xia Ming may be in danger."

Many students couldn't help but sigh and shook their heads. They didn't expect that the battle between Xia Ming and Lin Zhichu would be so intense.

I'm afraid even two masters at the ninth level of the Real Soul Realm may not be so intense, right?

Can Xia Ming still withstand such swordsmanship? Unless Xia Ming has an unknown trump card.

Under these countless eyes, Xia Ming stood up straight. Looking at the falling giant sword, he could feel the powerful sword intent contained in it. If he was hit, he would probably suffer severe damage even if he was not dead.

call.

Xia Ming took a deep breath, his hands quickly changed, and the next moment, his body suddenly shook.

"Three heads and six arms."

“Buzz…”

The spiritual energy burst in Xia Ming's body, and there were two more heads and four arms on Xia Ming's body. This sudden change also scared the people around him.

"What……"

Everyone looked at Xia Ming in horror and excitedly: "This... what kind of martial arts is this?"

"He actually has three heads and six arms. Where did this guy learn such martial arts?"

Xia Ming suddenly used the three-headed and six-armed arms, which scared everyone around him. This was really terrifying. There was never such a powerful martial art between the three-headed and six-armed arms.

They were all staring at Xia Ming tightly.

Even Lin Zhichu was shocked when he noticed Xia Ming's strangeness. The guy in front of him was really unfathomable. Even he felt the threat of this continuous trump card.

This person must die.

Xia Ming held a sword in both hands, and under these countless eyes, the chaotic power in his body also exploded.

About three feet of spiritual energy surround Xia Ming. Then, the three feet of spiritual energy transformed into three spiritual energy. Two of them poured into these two long swords, and the other one poured into them.

On one of the arms.

The appearance of this scene also surprised countless prides of heaven.

"Sword drawing."

Xia Ming shouted sharply, the sword in his hand sternly, and then slashed out with a bang, and a sword light directly fought against the sword in the sky.

As soon as the sword drawing technique was released, countless people noticed a sharp sword light. This sword light gave people an inexplicable fear. It seemed that this sword could crush all enemies in an instant. That terrible sword intent,

Even Lin Zhichu was shocked.

However, this scene is not over yet.

"Sword Burial."

brush……

With Xia Ming's words coming out.

A decadent aura appeared beside Xia Ming. That aura made countless people feel shocked and shocked.

"What kind of sword technique is that?"

"I felt a decayed breath, as if I was buried underground." Someone's heartbeat suddenly and he spoke nervously.

"What a terrible sword technique. I shouldn't have such sword technique in Tiandao Academy, right?"

Many people were shocked by Xia Ming's move. They were so powerful that they were a bit terrifying, especially the feeling that they seemed to bury people, which made people even more frightened.

"boom……"

at the same time.

An explosion suddenly resounded, just like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, rumbling. Obviously, it was the sound of sword-cutting and sword-controlling techniques colliding.

The explosion kept resounding, and even the pleasant sound of golden swords could be heard. However, although Xia Ming's sword drawing technique was powerful, he seemed a little pale and powerless in the face of this sword.

This is not the gap in swordsmanship, but the gap in strength.

After all, he is at the ninth level of the Void Soul Realm, but compared with the first level of the Real Soul Realm, it is much worse, so his sword was easily torn apart by Lin Zhichu.

Xia Ming's sword energy collapsed, but the next moment, another sword energy wrapped Lin Zhichu's sword. This sword seemed to bury Lin Zhichu's sword, that kind of dead aura

, makes people born in their hearts.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

The sound of golden swords kept resounding.
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