A flash of sword energy flew out as fast as lightning.

"Ghost Slayer!"

Without any intention of testing, Lin Jichen took action with all his strength as soon as he made a move!

He is very aware of the strength of an opponent of Situ Zhao's level and must seize the opportunity and gain the advantage!

The sword energy turned into a ferocious grimace, biting towards Situ Zhao.

"Little tricks."

Situ Zhao smiled disdainfully, raised his fist and punched without hesitation.

"Burning Ming Fist!"

The fist force collided with the sword energy, and the sword energy collapsed. Under the raging force of the fist force, the sword energy was crushed with pure physical strength.

The remaining force of the punch jumped behind him, and Lin Jichen was knocked back several steps, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"-3800!"

Lin Jichen's eyes darkened slightly. He didn't expect that all his earth-level skills would be crushed. Situ Zhao didn't underestimate him at all, and he would hit him hard every time.

Being able to suppress earth-level skills means that the opponent has at least earth-level skills, or even a higher heaven-level skill.

But it's impossible for a heavenly martial skill to only do this little damage. The only possibility is that this guy's martial skill has definitely reached the ultimate level, and is also higher than him in rank.

Lin Jichen still wanted to take advantage of the beginning, but it seems that he thought too much. This guy is very difficult to deal with!

Just after the fight, Lin Jichen was beaten until he bled. For a while, the righteous monks shook their heads and sighed, and they were even less optimistic about it.

Lin Jichen didn't care about other people's opinions, it was just a minor injury.

But at least, he obtained Situ Zhao's attribute information.

[Devil Cultivator: Situ Zhao]

[Zongmen: Jiulong Valley]

[Occupation: Demon Sect Boxing Cultivator]

[Talent: Dragon Soul True Body]

[Strength: Early stage of spiritual development]

[HP: 250000/250000]

[Mana: 138000/150000]

[Strength: 1500]

【Defense:1700】

【Speed:1200】

【Knowing:400】

【Heart protection: 600】

[Toughness: 35%]

[Physical resistance: 30%]

[Magic resistance: 25%]

[Dodge: 20%]

[Skill:~~]

This attribute can only be said to be outrageous!

He is on par with Li Xinghun at the beginning, and is even much stronger than Li Xinghun in terms of defense and other defensive attributes.

He is indeed qualified to be ranked among the top three demon sects.

Lin Jichen didn't care to sigh, he drew his sword again, the sword glowed three feet, and the magic power surged.

Stepping on the void, holding the Qingming Sword in his hand, he slashed through the air!

"Sky Light Slash!"

Earth-grade martial arts are used again!

The interplay of light and shadow is like a glow rising from the sky!

Bright as a golden crow! It emits a dazzling beam of light in an instant.

Situ Zhao stepped on his feet, and the black crystal stone floor instantly cracked under his feet. He flew out like a meteorite from the bottom up!

Facing Lin Jichen's second earth-grade sword energy, he remained indifferent and refused to dodge. He was as fierce as a dragon and hit him with the sword energy!

"Dragon scale armor body!"

Large shiny scales appeared on Situ Zhao's body.

Bang!

The sword energy slashed at Situ Zhao's chest, and the scales all over his body were like black iron from the sky. The skylight slashed on it, leaving only a string of sparks and then disappeared.

After knocking out the sword energy, Situ Zhao flew to Lin Jichen with a devastating force and punched out!

It was just an ordinary punch, but Lin Jichen flew backwards like a kite with its string cut off, vomiting blood.

"-5200!"

Depend on!

Lin Jichen wanted to scold her.

This dragon scale armor was able to block even earth-level martial arts skills from him.

In terms of attributes, except for strength, everything else was crushed.

What's even worse is that his strength is only less than 1600 and cannot break Situ Zhao's defense.

In the Sword Sect's territory, all the disciples, including Nangong Wu, couldn't help but shake their heads.

Totally useless.

"I hope this kid will admit defeat in time, otherwise I may not be able to save him from Zhuge Zheng."

Nangong Wu had already begun to worry. He could not guarantee that he could leap over Zhuge Zheng and save others.

At this time, a voice sounded as cold as a valley.

"Who said he needs you to save him?"

Nangong Wu's body was shaken, he looked back, horrified, and immediately stood up to salute.

"Meet the leader!"

All the disciples of the Sword Sect also shifted their gazes. When they saw the stunning beauty in white clothes in front of them, who was as beautiful as a fairy, they were shocked and stood up to salute.

"Meet the leader!"

The monks from the nearby sects were also shocked. They never expected that the head of the Sword Sect was here!

The elders of the sects also quickly stood up and said in a very respectful tone, "I have met Sect Leader Leng."

Leng Feiyan ignored the other sects and just nodded slightly towards Nangong Wu and the Jian Sect disciples.

"No need to be too polite, just watch the competition, it will be good for you."

"Yes!" Everyone agreed immediately and watched the game obediently without even daring to glance at Leng Feiyan.

Although the leader is as beautiful as a fairy, the disciples of the Sword Sect do not dare to do anything arrogant.

Even the other sect disciples nearby were too afraid to look directly at Leng Feiyan because of his strong aura, so they all acted like quails.

Chen Yuan was a player, so he was not afraid. He looked straight at Leng Feiyan's back and profile, and was astonished.

This was the first time he met the Sect Master of the Sword Sect. He had always heard that the Sect Master was the most powerful figure in the country, but he still didn't believe it. He felt that no matter how beautiful she was, Nangong Yue could not be more beautiful.

Now when I look at it, Nangong Yue pales in comparison to Leng Feiyan.

The main reason is that Leng Feiyan's powerful aura and unparalleled temperament are too dazzling.

This is definitely the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.

Chen Yuan couldn't help but feel even more jealous of Lin Jichen.

How come this kid is so lucky to be Leng Feiyan's apprentice? And he claims to be quite talented and a swordsman, but he can only become a disciple of Nangong Wumen.

People are more infuriating than others.

Chen Yuan wished he could become a disciple right now. Maybe Leng Feiyan took a fancy to his talent and accepted an unusual apprenticeship.

Just when he was hesitating, a notification sound made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

[Ding! Because you are rude and look directly at the leader, and do not respect your teacher, this is considered disrespectful! Leng Feiyan’s impression of you is -10! Nangong Wu’s favorability towards you is -5! You will be punished with a spiritual stone of -1,000 pieces.

!After returning to the clan, I shut myself up and thought about my past for 3 days!】

"I'll go..."
To be continued...