Lin Bai turned around and looked at the more than a hundred warriors in the hall, with a smile on his face.
Now that Lin Bai has no spiritual power, if he competes with other sects and they use their spiritual power, Lin Bai will easily suffer losses.
But if they were self-proclaimed cultivators and simply competed with Lin Bai in swordsmanship, then Lin Bai would not be afraid of them.
"Okay, this is what you said!"
"I come first!"
The middle-aged man smiled when he heard this, and immediately jumped into the air, landed in the middle of the field, and stood opposite Lin Bai. All the majestic and surging spiritual energy in his body was absorbed at this moment.
"Look, I have proclaimed myself a cultivator." After the middle-aged man finished all this, he looked at Lin Bai and said coldly.
Lin Bai nodded slightly and said, "Come on!"
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and a sharp sword suddenly appeared in his hand. He stabbed Lin Bai in three steps. The sharp cold light on his sword's edge immediately spread out.
"Master, don't..." Long Beibei took a look and realized that something was wrong, so he hurriedly stepped over to help Lin Bai block the sword.
But at this critical moment, the middle-aged man's sword had already struck Lin Bai.
But at this moment, Long Beibei suddenly appeared in front of Lin Bai, and this sword went straight to Long Beibei's eyes.
"Beibei!" Long Huihuang shouted in horror when he saw this scene.
When the middle-aged man saw Long Beibei appear, he also looked horrified.
At this moment, two fingers suddenly appeared from Long Beibei's shoulders and clamped the sharp sword that was piercing her eyes in front of Long Beibei!
when!
The tip of the sword that struck Long Beibei's eyes stopped three inches away.
Long Beibei looked shocked.
"Get out of the way!" At this time, a cold voice came from Long Beibei's ear.
Long Beibei looked back and saw that Lin Bai's face was extremely cold.
"Master!"
Long Beibei shouted in a low voice.
Lin Bai pushed Long Beibei away, held his wooden sword in his hand, and thrust forward with the sword. Even though it was a wooden sword, in Lin Bai's hand, it was as sharp as a peerless sword.
A stab of the sword knocked the middle-aged man back three steps!
Taking advantage of the situation, Lin Bai pushed Long Beibei in front of him, took a step forward, and without any too many words, moved the wooden sword forward, and a sharp light emerged from the wooden sword, forcing the middle-aged man to retreat step by step!
This sword thrust straight away. It seemed like a simple straight thrust, but it contained millions of changes.
Poof!
The wooden sword passed over the man's shoulder and knocked him to the ground.
"You lost." Lin Bai said with a faint smile.
This man fell to the ground and stared at Lin Bai dumbfounded. Then his eyes fell on the wooden sword in Lin Bai's hand, with a trace of fear and fear in his eyes.
Now he is no longer as brave as he was when he provoked Lin Bai just now.
"Lost?"
"You actually lost?"
"How is this possible?"
Seeing the defeat of this middle-aged man, more than a hundred warriors around him said in surprise.
Everyone was surprised, but among the crowd, there was an old man. His eyes flashed, he jumped up and landed in front of Lin Bai: "I'm here to meet you!"
This was a thin old man with a gray beard. When he landed in front of Lin Bai, his eyes flashed with a faint light, and his body was filled with a powerful sword intent.
"Tianwei Tribe, Yue Bing!"
The old man introduced himself to his family.
The Tianwei Tribe is one of the seventy-two tribes in Nanzhou, and is even stronger than the Qinglong Tribe.
And this Yue Bing is an outstanding swordsman within the Tianwei tribe, and his swordsmanship is extremely powerful.
He originally had the cultivation of Dzogchen in the face of death and adversity, but now in order to fight Lin Bai, he proclaimed himself a cultivation base.
"Senior Yue Bing takes action!"
"Very good!"
"Senior Yue Bing is a sword cultivator from the Tianwei tribe, so he is naturally extremely powerful!"
"If Senior Yue Bing takes action, he will definitely be able to teach this junior a lesson!"
The warriors around said excitedly.
"Please." Lin Bai said casually.
Lin Bai said casually, not taking this Yue Bing into consideration at all.
That Yue Bing, after proclaiming himself a cultivator, snorted displeasedly, seeming to protest against Lin Bai's contempt.
Immediately he stamped his foot, and the long sword flew out from the scabbard behind him. The moment it fell into his hand, he rushed towards Lin Bai like an arrow from the string, and a sword glow appeared in the air.
Lin Bai's eyes flashed and he looked at Yue Bing. This man's swordsmanship was indeed much better than that of the man just now!
Yue Bing took action, and thousands of sword lights appeared in front of Lin Bai, surrounding Lin Bai like a dragnet.
There was no gap left for Lin Bai to escape.
This sword was meant to defeat Yue Bing.
After Yue Bing drew his sword, he sneered in his heart: "Hmph, I really want to see how you can escape from this sword!"
Lin Bai looked at Yue Bing's sword attack and immediately smiled, not taking it seriously at all.
Lifting the wooden sword in his hand slightly, Lin Bai stepped forward and rushed out with the sword.
This sword seemed simple and unremarkable, but a surprising scene appeared.
After Lin Bai thrust out his sword, he seemed to ignore all the sword light in front of him and rushed straight forward.
"Does he want to clash with Yue Bing's sword?"
"Even if he hits Yue Bing, he will still be injured by Yue Bing's sword light?"
"Is this person planning to kill everyone?"
The surrounding warriors screamed in alarm.
Even Long Huihuang and Long Beibei were worried about Lin Bai.
But what happened next shocked the whole audience.
I saw Lin Bai's sword passing through the layers of sword light and hitting Yue Bing's body, knocking Yue Bing away.
But Yue Bing's sword light fell on Lin Bai and disappeared instantly.
"Impossible! Impossible!" The moment Yue Bing fell to the ground, he immediately exclaimed.
Because he did not use his spiritual power, Lin Bai's sword hit Yue Bing but could not seriously injure him.
Seeing Yue Bing's sword light hitting Lin Bai, but Lin Bai was not damaged at all, even Long Huihuang frowned and said: "Is it a phantom?"
"Is it really a phantom? I didn't expect Yue Bing's phantom swordsmanship to blind me!"
"Since I was deceived, how did he tell the difference?"
Long Huihuang looked at Lin Bai in surprise.
Yue Bing stood up from the ground, looked at Lin Bai in surprise, and whispered: "Impossible! It is absolutely impossible for you to distinguish the shadow of my sword in such a short period of time!"
Lin Bai shook the wooden sword and chuckled: "Phantom Sword Technique, I stopped doing this little routine many years ago!"
"You!" Yue Bing looked at Lin Bai in shock and anger, gritting his teeth, but after a while, he could only walk away.
Seeing Yue Bing's defeat, more than a hundred warriors in the audience once again fell into a deathly silence.
Although they claim to be cultivators, they are still peerless sword cultivators in the realm of death and adversity and the realm of life and death, and their entire training is focused on swordsmanship.
Even if he no longer has any cultivation, he would not be crushed by this prisoner like this.
Lin Bai saw the deathly silence around him and asked coldly: "Is there anyone else who wants to take action?"
After Lin Bai asked this question, no warrior dared to take action for a long time.
Even Yue Bing was defeated, and the other warriors present knew even more clearly that they were no match for Yue Bing.
"I'll do it!" After a long period of dead silence, an old voice came again among the more than a hundred warriors.