The huge moon-filled building can be heard.

Everyone's eyes fell on Lin Buxuan.

The Li Liu Sect, the Dali Top Demon Sect, the demons in which the witches are all charming and fetish-fighting at the same time...

People in the world guess that Lin Buxuan could be included in the Zhiliu Sect by Pei Rushi, which must be because he has extraordinary strengths.

For example... he is good at calculating and is particularly vicious.

But looking at Lin Buxuan's face, how could this be a demon sect evildoer? This is a true master of sword cultivator!

He held the sword, and the righteousness of his body could not be concealed at all. Even if he jumped out and said that he had inherited the mantle of the sword saint in the South China Sea, someone probably believed it.

But Lin Buxuan's waist swayed, and the jade tag that belonged to Zhiliu Sect was very eye-catching. It was indeed a disciple of Zhiliu Sect. After all, no one would have the courage to fake this Liuye card.

It is easy to track down the top sects. And according to the behavior of Zhiliu Sect, how could it be as simple as a life?

No one dared to replace Lin Buxuan. A month ago, there must be no such person in the world. In the past two days, he was like a dark horse and crashed into the world, and then fell into a storm.

Moreover, rumors were all about the Jingmen, which was in charge of information from Basanmen, and the credibility was very high.

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The men holding a big sword slowly stood up and confirmed their eyes. Lin Buxuan in front of him looked confident, and it was not like making a false statement. The man in charge of the whispered sword, placed his sword behind him, and solemnly clasped his fists and said:

"Mr. Lin, please!"

In Chongwu, it is common to pose in the streets, and Jingzhou is no exception. Eight doors generally don’t care about it. After all, this is also a kind of entertainment project. If you don’t kill innocent people without having to live, the people like to join in the fun, which is profitable, so why not do it?

It’s a pity that those well-known sects do not easily play the game. Now the year is approaching again, so there are even fewer chess games on the street. It’s strange to see one game today.

Moreover, it was Mr. Lin, who was the one who held Liu Zong, who came to the scene in person. On the Chang Street of Jingzhou, there were instantly crowds of people, crowds of people were surging, and traffic was rushing.

Su Ruoru stood in the air with his arms in his arms, his figure lurking, and his eyes stared at Lin Buxuan in the square simple martial arts field directly below.

From the corner of her eyes, she bit those female cultivators who looked like a silly look when she saw Lin Buxuan. Haha... Are you also trying to get into a bad mind with my junior brother?

If he hadn't liked that my little master would have killed someone at will, he would have already dug up your eyes!

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Lin Buxuan's face was as calm as water and his eyes were calm, but in fact he was still quite panicked. As a modern person, the steel knife in front of him was shining with a cold light, which made him feel a little colder in the day when early winter was approaching.

But...After a word is as good as a horse, it is hard to catch up, and this platform has been put on, so how can there be any reason for it to continue?

Pei Rushi said that it is not that easy to ask about swordsmanship. The posture of holding a sword and the angle of drawing a sword are all stacked for countless times. Everyone is different and needs to go through countless actual combat to figure it out.

The enlightenment of the Dao and the Sword of Enlightenment has never been experienced by sitting on an ivory tower and filling the magic medicine all day long.

Moreover, the cultivation level that keeps consuming natural materials and treasures must be very empty. Quick success is quick success, and the fast success of the Nascent Soul may not be the opponent of the hard-working Jindan.

Only by playing enough games can you realize the truth.

Lin Buxuan still remembers Pei Rushi looked at him with contempt and said:

"Ruoru has no choice but to let you squeeze your cultivation on her. As long as you don't force yourself to the king, I'm too lazy to care about Ruruo's soft rice, but even if your true qi is condensed and thick... do you know how to use it?"

Although Su Ruruo held his arm and said softly to Pei Rushi with a flattering face:

"Master, isn't it also a kind of strength to eat soft food? Besides, Junior Brother also took Sister Ning, Liuying's throne and so on. He has been in the fifth stage of the body-building realm in a few days after he was so idle. He is already very hardworking... and his mouth is very powerful... not the one at night!"

Pei Rushi immediately rolled his eyes and had no words to say later.

But Lin Buxuan felt that he could not continue like this, so he immediately made up his mind, how could he eat just one bowl of soft rice be enough?

Ah no, it’s starting to practice swords today!

After all, the sword energy is thirty thousand miles away, and the sword light is shining with nineteen continents. That is also very enviable, right?

Then he understood the first move of the sword scripture. With Fenglaiyi, he was proficient in his mastery and his movements were impeccable. But the problem was that he was like a mud cow entering the sea, and he could not cause any storm.

After all, there are four big words:

Not enough cultivation.

The pendulum bell outside the Yueman Tower made a shaking sound of "clang" and Lin Buxuan's thoughts finally settled.

He held the hilt of the broken sword tightly, and his eyes locked the rash man who was rushing towards him. Lin Buxuan felt that the things he could see in his sight were getting less and smaller.

From the entire front, it slowly contracted into the man's arm holding the knife, then only the sharp edge of the steel knife was accommodated, and finally turned into a thin silver thread.

Then Lin Buxuan subconsciously made a very simple action.

Draw the sword.

"Single"

The sword body roared, and the thin silver thread in front of Lin Buxuan instantly broke and fell to the ground, breaking into two pieces. Only then did he see clearly that it was a knife.

Everyone in front of him was full of disbelief. Lin Buxuan could hear the bell sound in his ears, and the sword energy emitted cut off the old tree next to the imperial road in the middle, with the breaking point flat and smooth.

No one spoke, because Lin Buxuan's sword was too fast, from drawing the sword to collecting the sword, it was faster than the sound of a bell. Moreover, this was a sword that suppressed its cultivation level, and a sword broke the sword.

The Big Sword Sect is indeed a third-rate sect, and Su Ruoruo looks down on it, but it is completely different in the eyes of ordinary monks. Such a rolling sword intention cannot even block Mr. Lin, who is extremely weak in the rumor, with a sword?

Is this the strength of the top sects?

Who else dares to say that Lin Buxuan’s swordsmanship is just Er?

Su Ruoruo was a little shocked to see in the air. She felt that Lin Buxuan's sword could almost be equal to her, but... I have been practicing Taoism for many years!

She felt a little frustrated, and then she thought about it. It was because the Taoist body of this little master and Lin Buxuan complemented each other, which was particularly in line with the reason why he practiced Taoism!

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Lin Buxuan didn't expect that his sword was so powerful. He just subconsciously drew out the sword to block it. Even Youfeng Laiyi only hit half of it. The sword wind had not yet formed, so he was so capable?

The big man in front of him hugged his fists and covered his face with help from several people, and quickly left the stage. Only then did the fierce shouts sound in the crowd, and even a female cultivator rushed to the stage and threw herself into her arms.

Before Su Ruoruo fell down, a very fast escape light came to the sky. A sword cultivator jumped down and stood against Lin Buxuan with a long sword. Her sword edge shone with a faint light and said coldly:

"Why did Mr. Lin's sword technique 'White Clouds Come Out of the Mountain'?! Is it a secret learning of my Wutianque sword script? This is the circulating when the Sword Saint was traveling all his heart. You, the demon demon, are so brave!"

With a "bang" sound, a little fox demon fell from the sky. She protected Lin Buxuan behind her and pointed at the sword cultivator and said angrily:
Chapter completed!