"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense and watch the sword!" Lin Qinyue shouted softly, swung her long sword, and a silver light came out with the sword. She tapped her toes lightly, stepped back a few steps with her body hanging in the air, and danced with her right hand quickly, and three more
A sharp silver sword light, and four poisonous snake-like sword energy rushed towards Lin Mu in an instant.
"...This girl is really ruthless in her attacks." Lin Yuemian on the stage saw that Lin Qinyue's sharp killing moves were her first move. She shook her head gently and said with a smile: "Girls are better off being gentle."
I don’t know whose two granddaughters they are, one is arrogant and domineering, the other is unruly and willful, but they still have the nerve to talk about my Yue’er. Lin Yang looked at Lin Yuemian with disdain, and the other elders also looked at Lin Yuemian with disdain.
Lin Yuemian felt the disdainful gazes of everyone, touched her nose and said with an embarrassed smile: "Watch the game, watch the game..."
"Tsk, tsk, how can a girl use 'cheesy energy'?" Lin Wenwen didn't take any action. He tapped his feet lightly, turned around, and dodged four sharp sword auras.
But before he could recover, Lin Qinyue's long sword turned into a stream of light and struck him.
"Hey, little girl, you are too unkind. I just discussed my chest muscles with you. Is it necessary to fight like this?" Lin Mu watched the sword attack him, but it didn't move at all.
Just when Lin Qinyue's long sword rushed towards Mu's chest, Lin Mu suddenly waved his right hand, pinched Lin Qinyue's long sword tightly with both fingers, and said with a smile: "Sister, you are still far behind."
"How is that possible?" Lin Qinyue looked at the indifferent Lin in front of her and asked in disbelief. His sword with all his strength was caught so easily by him.
"Keng." Lin Daowao pressed hard with both fingers, and the long sword broke with a sound, "Nothing is impossible, you and I are not on the same level."
A sense of frustration instantly spread throughout Lin Qinyue's body. Although his sword was not a magic weapon, it was a rare good sword, and Lin Wenwen could actually break him so casually...
And didn't he know the meaning of breaking the sword? Lin Qinyue's face turned slightly red, she stamped her feet fiercely, gave Lin Wenwen a blank look, turned around and left.
"Breaking swords? Interesting. Doesn't this kid know the rules of Zhuri Villa?" Lin Yuemian looked at Lin with some evil intentions and asked with a strange smile: "Is it possible...hehe..."
"Ahem, um, Master, you are thinking too much." Lin Baohe coughed lightly.
"Yes, yes." Lin Yang immediately echoed.
But a group of elders looked at Lin Baohe and Lin Yang gossiping.
Lin Mu looked around, and suddenly smiled softly at Lin Jinghong, who had been watching him: "Senior Brother Jinghong has been looking at me for so long, is he a little impulsive?"
"Hungry..." Lin Jinghong looked at Lin with some embarrassment and asked. Seeing a man looking impulsively, Lin Jinghong really didn't know how to answer.
"Haha, these people don't make you or I feel impulsive." Lin Mu chuckled and said, "How about we do it."
Lin Jinghong looked at Lin Wenwen for a moment, then nodded.
"Hey, these two boys are going to fight? We've got to see a show." Lin Yuemian looked expectantly at the two people fighting against each other in the audience.
"Asked, two years ago I almost defeated you by half a move, but then you have been unwilling to practice. Although I have the strength to defeat you, the victory is meaningless. Now you seem to have regained the feeling you had before. It's time for us to do it again
Let’s compete.” Lin Jinghong said calmly.
"Haha, come on then!" Lin Mu smiled.
Most of the people on the sword platform could hear the conversation between the two. The originally noisy sword platform became silent for a while, and everyone who was fighting also stopped and watched the contest between these two geniuses.
"Ding." Lin Jinghong sucked his right hand gently, and a long sword inserted in the distance instantly flew into his hand. With a slight shake, the sword was immediately covered with dazzling white light. Lin Mu also made the same movement.
, facing Lin Jinghong’s long sword.
"Squeak." Lin Jinghong swung out his long sword, and the long sword immediately began to rotate rapidly around Lin Jinghong. The long swords in the hands of the disciples on the sword platform made a "buzzing" sound one after another. Suddenly, Lin Jinghong's right hand
With a strong wave, the long sword suddenly rushed straight towards Lin Wenwen. Then, tiptoeing, the figure flew out along with the long sword.
With a slight grin on his lips, Lin Mu raised his sword and walked away. He turned around slightly and stabbed Lin Jinghong's back with the sword at an incredible angle.
The back-and-forth between the two made the surrounding disciples express their emotions. They seemed to be two simple moves, but the techniques involved were quite difficult. It would be difficult for me to catch them.
Lin Jinghong's pupils shrank slightly, and then his eyes gleamed. He hit the ground with his right palm, turned forward, and avoided Lin Wenwen's sword.
"Haha, good trick." Lin Jinghong smiled slightly.
"You're not bad either."
"It's serious."
Lin Jinghong thrust his long sword into the ground, closed his palms, white light surged all over his body, and a majestic aura slowly emerged, causing all the disciples around him to take more than ten steps back.
"Open!" Lin Jinghong shouted softly, and slowly separated his palms. At this moment, the swords on the entire sword platform began to shake violently. Many disciples felt that their swords seemed not to obey their orders.
He quickly escaped from his hand and flew into the sky above Lin Jinghong.
"Great Sword Controlling Technique?!" Lin Yuemian looked at Lin Jinghong in surprise, "Are you kidding? This trick is definitely not something that a second-level beginner can use. Could it be that this kid has hidden his strength?"
Lin Yuemian then glanced at Lin Yin and saw his indifferent expression, and said secretly: "Sure enough, this aura should be at the peak of the second level."
"Huh? It's actually this move. I didn't expect that he also hid his strength." Lin Mu also knew that in Lin Wenwen's memory, this was an extremely powerful move that required a peak level of strength above the second level to use.
In a moment, Lin Jinghong's palms were opened to the maximum, and hundreds of long swords were gathered on top of Lin Jinghong's head, densely packed. The disciples on the stage looked at Lin Jinghong in surprise.
What kind of cultivation is required! Compared with it, I am really far behind.
Lin Mu looked at the hundreds of long swords in the sky and raised his eyebrows. Has it reached its limit? It is said that the higher the level of this move, the more powerful it will be. It is recorded in the book that masters at the sixth level can gather tens of thousands of swords at the same time.
It seems that the gap in realms gets bigger the further you go.
"Asked, are you ready?" Lin Jinghong had a few drops of sweat streaming down his head. Such an energy-consuming move was still a heavy load for him.
"Come on!" Lin Mu exhaled softly, with a flash of gold all over his body, and rushed towards Lin Jinghong.