The old weirdo looked at Lin Bai and said, "Let's go. Leave this place to us. Even if we can't defeat them, we can still stop them for a while."
"Okay!" Lin Bai glanced at the battlefield here, turned around, and headed straight for the Heritage Palace.
Shortly after Lindbergh left, an explosive news spread throughout the island of death.
Lan Yuxin, the quasi-sage of the South Academy, and the quasi-sage of the East Academy fought on the Dead Island.
In addition, a fierce battle is going on between the six quasi-holy sons from the East Campus and the more than ten rising stars from the East Campus.
This news swept across the entire Dead Island like a storm.
When Lin Bai didn't have time to stop and think, he ran all the way, non-stop towards the inheritance palace.
Half an hour later, Lin Bai crossed more than half of the Dead Island and quickly arrived not far from the inheritance palace!
At this moment, another warrior appeared in front of Lin Bai.
This man was dressed in black robes and held a fine steel sword in his hand. The blade of the sword was filled with a hint of cold air. His eyes were sharp and his face was expressionless, which added to the feeling that he should be kept away from strangers.
"Sword cultivator!"
"What a strong swordsman!"
Lin Bai's face turned slightly cold when he saw the sword cultivator in front of him.
"Your Excellency, you insist on blocking the road?" Lin Bai said coldly.
"Hand over the purple token and I will spare your life." The swordsman in black said coldly.
"Can I ask why?" Lin Bai sneered.
"Just with this sword in my hand!" The black-clothed swordsman raised the blade in his hand, and a hot sword light spread out, followed by a cold and ruthless sword light, and then another one
The thick sword glow, and finally a violent sword wind howled.
"The artistic conception of fire is perfect!"
"The dripping water completes the artistic conception!"
"The artistic conception of the earth is complete!"
"The artistic conception of the gale is complete!"
"Four levels of artistic conception!"
Lin Bai felt a hint of horror and looked at this person blankly.
"Who are you?" Lin Bai asked. A warrior who can cultivate the four levels of artistic conception to the Great Perfection, whether in the East Campus or the South Campus, or even above Dongzhou, cannot be an unknown person!
"Qin Tang!" The sword cultivator in black said coldly.
Hearing this name, Lin Bai shrank his eyes and said coldly in his heart: "He is the number one person on the life and death list, Qin Tang!"
"The person who can cultivate the four levels of artistic conception to the Great Perfection is indeed capable of being number one on the birth and death list!"
Lin Bai said calmly in his heart.
"What if I don't hand over the purple token?" Lin Bai suddenly asked with a grin.
"Then die!" Qin Tang's eyes exploded, and a monstrous force spread out. Then his figure turned into an afterimage, heading straight for Lin Bai. In the afterimage, a sharp sword light broke through the air attack.
Come.
The moment he heard that Lin Bai was unwilling to hand over the purple token, Qin Tang stopped talking nonsense with Lin Bai and took action directly to kill Lin Bai!
This person came to kill with one sword, and the terrifying power of the fourth level of artistic conception immediately unfolded!
The flames of a sword surge into the sky, burning everything.
A sword drips water through stone and penetrates the void!
A sword is vast and speechless, encompassing the universe.
A sword storm passes through, and not a single blade of grass grows!
Lin Bai's expression suddenly changed in shock, he turned around and hurriedly retreated. As he retreated, he exclaimed in his heart: "This person can actually use the power of the four levels of artistic conception to such an extent. It is truly extraordinary!"
"I'm afraid this person's strength is already infinitely close to that of the Quasi-Saint Son!"
"Maybe this person is stronger than some weak quasi-holy sons!"
Lin Bai instantly made a judgment on Qin Tang's strength!
"Even if this person is not as good as Li Jiuge, Mo Baihe, Sheng Huayang, Lan Yuxin and others, he is almost the same as Wang Qing." Lin Bai drew out his sharp sword, and the power of the three levels of artistic conception spread out instantly.
A sword flashed and attacked Qin Tang!
"The three levels of artistic conception..." Qin Tang was also a little horrified: "You have actually practiced the three levels of artistic conception! And they are all in the realm of Dzogchen!"
Lin Bai snorted coldly: "I know a lot more!"
"Flying sword!"
"Tai Chi Liang Yi Sword Formation! Killing Formation! Open!"
Having already taken action, Lin Bai no longer planned to hold back. Two flying swords flew through the air and slashed at Qin Tang fiercely.
Qin Tang's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly used his sword skills to clash.
Immediately, Lin Bai controlled the flying sword and fought fiercely with Qin Tang for a moment in the forest here. They exchanged hundreds of moves. Both of them had injuries on their bodies, but Lin Bai was obviously slightly more seriously injured!
"Zhu Xian!" At this moment, Lin Bai gritted his teeth and his eyes turned blood red. The three levels of artistic conception that spread out were absorbed by the swallowing sword soul and merged into one, turning into another even more explosive force.
A sword slashes in anger, and the sword shines to the sky!
Qin Tang was originally fighting with Lin Bai, but now that Lin Bai was attacking with his sword, Qin Tang's expression suddenly changed, and his sword technique suddenly changed, forming a defensive sword light all over his body.
Rumble——
Lin Bai's sword fell down and hit Qin Tang's sword light. There was a loud noise, and the sword light exploded directly, and this sword light fell directly and unstoppably towards Qin Tang.
"No!" Qin Tang screamed and immediately stepped back.
But this sword was extremely ferocious, and he cut it down with one strike. Qin Tang spurted out blood and left a terrifying sword mark on his chest. His body flew backwards in an instant and hit him heavily a hundred meters away!
"Let's fight another day!" After Lin Bai slashed Qin Tang away with one sword, he turned into an afterimage without stopping at all and flew directly to the inheritance palace.
Lin Bai had just left. Qin Tang immediately flew up after landing. Seeing that Lin Bai had disappeared into the forest, his eyes flashed and he looked down at the sword marks on his chest with a gloomy expression: "This sword is so strong.
power!"
"How did he do it?"
"The moment he just drew his sword, I felt that the three levels of artistic conception on his body turned into one level of artistic conception...,"
"How he integrated the three artistic conceptions into one!"
Qin Tang had a look of horror on his face.
The Qin and Tang Dynasties also practiced the four artistic conceptions, but the Qin and Tang Dynasties were unable to integrate the four artistic conceptions into one.
Qin and Tang had tried this method before, but every time they tried, the four levels of artistic conceptions fought with each other in the body. They were incompatible with water and fire, and they fought to the death. Qin and Tang ended up seriously injured every time.
After many attempts, Qin and Tang gave up on integrating artistic conception this time.
But now, Lin Bai could easily integrate the three artistic conceptions into one!
This made Qin Tang extremely surprised, and at this moment, Lin Bai's figure was firmly remembered in Qin Tang's heart!
Qin Tang didn't know that the reason why Lin Bai was able to integrate the three artistic conceptions was because Lin Bai found an opportunity in the Devouring Sword Soul. He used the power of the Devouring Sword Soul to fuse the three artistic conceptions and created this sword move.
Law!
However, Lin Bai didn't know that Qin Tang had remembered him. At this moment, Lin Bai came to the inheritance palace and stepped into it...