Chapter Two Thousand One Hundred and Forty Four Five Swords Breakthrough

The sword energy came towards me. This sword contained more sword energy, faster and colder than the previous sword!

But Lin Ye stood still, the Sky Sword in his hand kept ringing, as if it was about to leave his hands at any time.

However, this is also true. When the raging sword energy rushed towards his eyes, Lin Ye suddenly let go of the Heaven Sword in his hand. The sword flew out with thunder, and at the same time, blue frost fire shot up into the sky and merged with the Heaven Sword.

Lin Ye put his hands together and controlled the Heaven Sword to fly into the majestic sword energy. Then, he moved his feet, flashing and jumping, following the Heaven Sword through the sword energy.

In his eyes, the middle-aged man was standing in front of him, holding a pure Jun sword, looking at him expressionlessly.

That posture was so arrogant, that expression was so arrogant and reserved. He looked at Lin Ye as if he was looking at an ignorant child. But at the same time, he seemed to be expecting Lin Ye to break through these sword auras.

Although the middle-aged man said nothing, Lin Ye seemed to hear him speaking in his ear: "Don't you want to ask me about the sword? My sword is right here, just come over."

"If you can't defeat me, your sword will be useless!"

"Look at the many injustices in this world. Do you want to break them one by one? Then come here."

"Break my sword so that you can put an end to the injustice in your eyes!"

Lin Ye closed his eyes tightly, the energy around his body surged crazily, and his aura was extremely fierce.

Passing through the sword energy, he suddenly fell to his knees on one leg. The blood in front of him added new marks, and his face became much pale.

This sword had a total of twenty-eight sword energies, and he was struck four times.

Obviously this time he was hit by more swords than before, but Feng Bo's brows were getting tighter and tighter: "Two out of ten swords, four out of twenty-eight... In other words, even though he was hit the second time,

There are more swords, but the frequency with which he is struck by swords is shrinking."

If this is the first sword strike, then Lin Ye will most likely only be hit by one sword blow. Is this a coincidence?

It was clear that the sword energy of the second sword was more fierce, but he dodged twenty-four swords...

Feng Bo pondered for a moment, but immediately gave up the idea: "Whether it is a coincidence or not, he is seriously injured now. Even if he can withstand the second sword, what about the third sword? The sword energy in this pure Jun sword can

He swung five swords, each one more fierce than the last, and he was dead."

Sure enough, before Lin Ye could stand up, the third sword was already in front of him. This time, there were thirty-six sword energies!

He immediately stood up and protected his body with the power of his blood. He endured the pain in his body and moved around among the waves of sword energy. Soon, his face was also scratched, and when he settled down, it spurted out wildly.

A mouthful of thick black blood. But this time, he was only hit by two swords!

One-fifth, one-seventh, one-eighteenth!

The frequency of his being hit by the sword became less and less. Although his physical injuries became more and more serious and his movements became slower and slower, this was not a good thing for Feng Bo.

When the fourth sword arrived, Lin Ye's figure was also submerged in the wind and snow mixed with the sword energy, and it was impossible to see the person inside with the naked eye.

Feng Bo frowned and stared at the center of the sword energy. This time, he hoped that when the sword energy dissipated, he would see a corpse. However, he was disappointed.

The overwhelming sword energy disappeared, almost razing the surrounding area to the ground, but a red and white figure stood firm among them.

Lin Ye held the Heavenly Sword in one hand, and blood was gurgling from the wound just now, but this time, he did not fall down due to being hit by the sword.

The moment he saw him, Feng Bo's eyes widened: "What!"

This fourth sword, he didn't hit even one!

"No, no, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Uncle Feng's pupils trembled slightly, feeling the sharp sword energy that suddenly emerged from Lin Ye's body. He had been so seriously injured, how could he still be still alive now?

Not enough?

That's all, but how could he come out unscathed from the forty-eight sword energies of the Fourth Sword? He was only a late-stage Kongjing cultivation level, and had not even reached the threshold of Kongjing perfection. How could he resist?

You have to win these five critical swords!

"Qing Ling! Try your best!"

Feng Bo shouted angrily, and Qing Ling immediately came over with her sword in hand, and used the last sword towards Lin Ye - the fifth sword, with a total of fifty-seven sword energies!

Lin Ye looked at the surging sword energy and calmly held the Heavenly Sword in his hand.

In the eyes of others, the person in front of Lin Ye was Qing Ling with a dull expression, but in Lin Ye's eyes, it was the vague middle-aged man.

Lin Ye looked at him and said calmly: "Senior, I understand your sword. Thank you very much."

After saying that, he held the Tongtian Sword and actually broke into the fifth sword's sword energy storm. This time, he felt every sword energy passing by and colliding with the Tongtian Sword. At the same time, he also felt

Following the sword heart in the raging sword energy, I feel, learn, and understand. I observe, I am, and I understand.

However, even if he understood, Lin Ye did not completely appropriate the sword's heart to himself. Because no matter how powerful he was, it was other people's ways, not his. What he had to do was to see other people's paths clearly, and then cross them.

Follow the path of others and create your own path!

He gripped the Sky Sword tightly, opened his eyes suddenly, and swept the sword across, instantly causing thunder to surge from the sky!

The blue frost fire surged around like a giant dragon, melting all the wind and snow in the sky!

Lin Ye raised his sword to ask the sky, and then suddenly pulled down the sword energy, completely dispelling the sword energy of the fifth sword!

Seeing this scene, Uncle Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were full of disbelief: a sword cultivator in the late Kongjing stage actually used his own cultivation to cut through the sword of the Sword God! You know, although Lin Qingyu only has

In the early stage of Kongjing, but after she forcibly detonated her immortal power, she forced her cultivation to the late stage of Kongjing, but she only died together with the three swords of the sword energy!

But Lin Ye, when he was seriously injured, not only saw through the sword moves in the sword aura, but even broke the sword aura!

The moment the sword energy was broken, Feng Bo felt bad and it was too late to stop him.

I saw that the pure Jun sword in Qingling's hand began to lose its luster and immortality at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even turned into a rusty old iron in the blink of an eye. The sword energy in it completely collapsed, and then surged out,

Rushing towards the Sky Sword in Lin Ye's hand!

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth mixed with the pure sword energy was completely absorbed by Lin Ye. He seemed to see lightning and thunder in his sea of ​​energy and consciousness, and sword energy collided in his body, and then returned to calm.

In the sky, a thunder flashed, causing all the monks in Yinxian City to look: Someone is here, breaking through!
Chapter completed!