In the foggy area, Lin Tian stood quietly and looked at Meng Xuan opposite him, with the fighting spirit in his eyes rising.
The cold air on Meng Xuan's body seemed to have dissipated into the entire foggy area, making the foggy area where they are located look like the cold winter.
"You are really lucky. I didn't expect that I would meet me until the tenth game. What I didn't expect was that you, a middle-in-class kid, could actually survive this tenth game." Meng Xuan's cold eyes were like an ancient well that never waved forever, with only a cold light flashing, without a ripples.
"Haha, I'm also surprised." Faced with the cold breath emitted by Meng Xuan, Lin Tian was not afraid at all. Some were just a beating fighting spirit. "But now, I finally had the opportunity to see how strong you, the so-called Penglai Xianshan disciple, are among the top three strong people.
"It will make you see it." A trace of contempt flashed in Meng Xuan's cold eyes, "The so-called standing high makes the more painful it hurts when you fall. Now it is the tenth game. The quota of inner disciples is within reach. I believe you are very eager for it, right? But you don't have a chance. I will end you in this tenth game and make your steps no longer move forward."
"Oh? Is it? Haha, then I want to see how you ended me." Lin Tian's eyes flashed, his tone was as calm as water. There was no fluctuation or ripples in his heart because of Meng Xuan's words.
"Your biggest mistake is that you have severely damaged my junior brother Lu Qi. This time, I will leave you a profound lesson and let you understand that although you are both peripheral disciples, not everyone can offend you." After saying that, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Meng Xuan's eyes.
And at this moment, Lin Tian’s fighting spirit had reached its peak. In his eyes, there was only war! war! war!
"Kill!" With a soft roar, the silver sword in Meng Xuan's hand instantly swung out a green sword light and shot straight towards Lin Tian.
"Fight!" Lin Tian's body surging the power of the catastrophe thunder, and in cooperation with the catastrophe thunder body, turned into a sword light, like a flash of thunder, slashing towards Meng Xuan against Meng Xuan's green sword light.
"Hmph, looking for death!" Meng Xuan snorted coldly, and the green halo on his body flashed, and his whole body was like a green sword shadow. He did not retreat but advanced, and rushed straight towards the light that Lin Tian turned into.
Swish! Swish! Swish!…
A burst of swords and swords, colliding with each other, sparks flashed from the position where the two of them fought. In just a moment, the two had fought dozens of times.
When fighting with Meng Xuan, Lin Tian dared not be careless. The power of the thunder body had been exerted to the extreme, and the innate true energy and the power of the thunder in Lin Tian's body merged, and he used all his strength to exert a flash of lightning, blending with the sword intent of the Domineering Sword Technique.
Puchi!
With one blow, Meng Xuan's aura was like a rock and unshakable, while Lin Tian's aura was already messy and could not maintain its best condition.
A trace of blood with a faint golden color slowly oozed out along the corner of Lin Tian's mouth and became a little pale at this moment.
In the first head-on confrontation, Meng Xuan had nothing to do, while Lin Tian was injured and at a disadvantage.
"It's not bad. It can resist my Bibo Sword Technique, but it's just a little bit of injury. It seems that you are still capable. No wonder my junior brother will get hurt on your hand." Meng Xuan looked at Lin Tian, whose face was slightly pale, and sneered.
Lin Tian stared at Meng Xuan, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and felt a little horrified.
Lin Tian knew very well how terrifying Lin Tian’s physical strength was. However, when Lin Tian’s physical strength was combined with the Domineering Sword Technique, the attacks he used had no effect on Meng Xuan at all. Lin Tian felt that every attack seemed to hit the continuous waves. The continuous artistic conception Lin Tian felt that there was nowhere to be released.
"Your power is very powerful, even among the peak innate powerhouses, it can be considered top-notch. However, it will be of no use when it comes to me." Meng Xuan's eyes flashed coldly. For Lin Tian, a middle-level innate powerhouse, who actually had such power and speed, his surprise was actually not necessary for Mr. Lin Tian at all.
"Really?" Lin Tian looked at Meng Xuan calmly, "Although your sword technique can be hard or soft... soft, like water waves, it is endless, and it is as if it can accommodate everything. It is hard, but it is like ice, breaking everything and invincible."
"But..." A brilliance flashed in Lin Tian's eyes, "Your sword technique should have not yet been cultivated to the level of tolerance, or to be extremely good. If my power exceeds the maximum limit that your sword intent can tolerate, then... everything can be broken!"
Lin Tian knew in his heart that any thing, or realm, or artistic conception had a limit, just like a water tank, which could accommodate water, but when the water in the water tank exceeded the limit that the water tank could accommodate, then the exceeded water would overflow.
Similarly, Meng Xuan's sword intent can accommodate Lin Tian's power, but when Lin Tian's power is terrifying to the limit that Meng Xuan's sword intent can accommodate, Meng Xuan's sword intent can be broken instantly, allowing Lin Tian's power to fully act on Meng Xuan.
This is the state of breaking all dharmas with force.
After hearing Lin Tian's words, Meng Xuan's face suddenly changed, and a terrible murderous aura flashed out of his cold eyes.
His sword technique is a realm where he has not yet practiced Yourong Naidada. He uses sword intent to tolerate everything and can transform into a sword. However, even if he practices to that level, he will still have a limit, but it only increases the size of the "water tank".
Meng Xuan did not expect that the realm that he had not yet understood was revealed by Lin Tian, and Lin Tian was still only at the mid-stage level of the innate realm. Meng Xuan could hardly imagine in his heart that if Lin Tian was allowed to grow up like this, then how terrible Lin Tian would reach in the future.
"No wonder you have only the middle-level innate cultivation level, but you can have such powerful strength. This is by no means accidental." At this time, looking at Lin Tian, who was a little pale, the contemptuous look in Meng Xuan's eyes had been replaced by a solemn look.
Such an opponent deserves his respect.
"But, so what do you understand? With your current power, you can't reach the limit that my sword intent can accommodate." Meng Xuan stared at Lin Tian, "If you are in the peak of innate realm now, then in this battle, it may not be certain who will win or lose in the end, but now..."
"You won't have a chance!" After saying that, a misty green halo appeared in the silver sword in Meng Xuan's hand, and the speed was extremely fast. Countless sword shadows overlapped and formed a line. They did not give Lin Tian any chance to react at all, so they came directly to Lin Tian.
Looking at the green sword shadow attacking, Lin Tian was shocked. He flashed the lightning to the limit in an instant and dodged it. While dodging Meng Xuan's green sword shadow, Lin Tian did not give in, swung the heavy bloody battle knife in his hand and used the domineering sword technique. Each move cooperated with each other, used the power of his own thunder body to the extreme, merged with the sword intent, and slashed at Meng Xuan in a wild manner.
However, Meng Xuan's sword intent was too vast and could completely accommodate, pull and offset the terrifying power contained in Lin Tian's sword technique with the artistic conception of making a big move.
While Lin Tian was fighting with Meng Xuan, although he was suppressed by Meng Xuan, Meng Xuan, as the strongest opponent Lin Tian faced after coming to the cultivation world, the pressure was like a furnace, constantly training Lin Tian's sword technique, making Lin Tian's understanding of the Batian sword technique more thoroughly.
In the past, Lin Tian’s Domineering Sword Technique, every sword and every move, had an endless domineering intention, as if it was domineering intention, alone for the world, dominating to the extreme, and I was the only one who only cared about moving forward bravely, and was really fierce.
Now, fighting with Meng Xuan, Lin Tian's sword intent, which was slowly becoming rounded under the acceptance of Meng Xuan's sword intent. It was no longer as strong and fierce as before, and was extremely domineering. Instead, it was like a spear suddenly being melted, which could be bent, stretched, straight, bent, and be firm and soft. Even the domineering intention contained in the sword technique was slowly and completely integrated with the sword intent, turning into a new artistic conception of combining hardness and softness.
At this time, Lin Tian was completely immersed in the enlightenment and fought with Meng Xuan madly.
Meng Xuan naturally felt the changes of Lin Tian, especially Lin Tian's sword technique. With one sword and one move, it no longer looks like the original one who only seeks strength and power, and the sword is extremely domineering, but becomes simple, as if returning to the original source and returning to the essence.
Feeling this, Meng Xuan's face changed, and he felt a little angry in his heart, "I actually treat me as a training partner and tempering the sword technique."
But although Meng Xuan was angry, he was also extremely shocked.
In this state, fighting with the enemy can actually find out the shortcomings of your own sword skills from the enemy's sword intent, improve them, and integrate them into a new artistic conception, so that the sword skills can reach a level of blending, combining hardness and softness.
Meng Xuan was shocked and angry at this understanding, and also secretly admired him.
"I dare to use me as a trial stone, and I'm looking for death!" Meng Xuan shouted in a low voice.
"The blue shadows are over the sky!"
The long sword in Meng Xuan's hand suddenly burst out with a rich green light, and green sword shadows shot out from the green light, like thousands of swords returning to the sect, turning into sword shadows all over the sky, instantly covering Lin Tian.
Lin Tian, who was immersed in the sword technique and attacked Meng Xuan frantically, was instantly awakened from the enlightenment of that sword technique by Meng Xuan's "Biying Chongtian".
"Hmph, go to die!" Meng Xuan snorted coldly, and the thousands of sword shadows covering Lin Tian overlapped with each other, like the stormy waves soaring into the sky, and finally gathered into a solid green sword light and stabbed towards Lin Tian's chest.