Before this scene happened, the Sword Soul Palace had already exploded.
Li Tianming's black sword pattern caught up with Lin Jianjia's and already silenced the Sword Soul Palace.
"Ah this!"
Many elders of the Sword Soul Hall scratched their scalps with their fingers and couldn't think of how to blow.
As elders, they know better than the disciples on the sword tablet what this trend means.
For half a month, Lin Jianjia's speed became slower and slower, and she only had four thousand sword marks!
Still short of 6,000, there is basically no chance!
On the other hand, Li Tianming is becoming more and more proficient and faster.
His four thousand was completed in twelve days, not half a month.
Comparing the two, it is obvious who is better and who is worse, Lin Jianjia, who has been preparing for "time-lapse photography" for more than 20 years, and Lin Feng, who is quite stupid.
In the past few days, the change in Lin Xiaoyun's expression with his hands behind his back was classic.
At first, he smiled and took all the compliments in his stride.
Immediately afterwards, he nodded repeatedly, agreeing with his colleagues' statement that Lin Feng would definitely not be able to do it in the second half.
Around the tenth day, he became completely motionless.
Not even an eyelash moves.
A pair of eyes just stared at the picture.
Even he himself didn't notice that his face was getting worse and worse.
The hands behind his back were holding tighter and tighter.
The key is that there are fewer and fewer compliments.
"Let Sister Jianjia drive this loser away quickly. If we really want him to get the sword technique, it would be a waste!"
Lin Manman was furious and couldn't help shouting.
"Shut up."
Lin Wuyi covered her mouth.
Everyone looked at each other, somewhat embarrassed.
At this time, everyone was afraid of saying the wrong thing, so they didn't dare to say anything.
As a result, the entire Sword Soul Palace fell into deathly silence.
Whenever someone coughs, it is clearly audible.
Everyone's micro-expressions are very wonderful.
Lin Xiaoyun had received too many compliments before and could not step down now!
It felt like someone was using a knife to cut off pieces of flesh on his face, and his face hurt terribly.
In this moment of deathly silence, there was movement outside.
Boom!
The door to the Sword Soul Palace was pushed open.
Two old men and three beautiful little girls walked in from outside.
"I heard that my precious grandson is comprehending the inheritance of Ancestor Taixu? He has broken through four thousand sword barriers and is far ahead? Haha, what happened? This is a bunch of noobs, not one of them can fight."
Lin Yao served Dong Shenyue, who had a frosty face, and walked directly into the crowd.
The best seat in the viewing area must belong to Lin Xiaoyun.
However, after Dong Shenyue arrived, Lin Yao put his hand on Lin Xiaoyun's shoulder and said, "Please forgive me, our old man has bad eyesight and cannot see my grandson clearly from a distance."
"you!"
Lin Xiaoyun was pushed unexpectedly and was so angry that he was furious.
Just as he was about to have an attack, Dong Shenyue rolled his eyes at him and said: "What? You want to take action? Your daughter has the same virtue as you, but she can't compare with you, so she resorts to dirty tricks, does she still have any dignity? As long as your three veins want to show off, we will
Don’t even come here to stare.”
"Grandma Dongshen, those boys from the Discipline Hall did it on their own, and it has nothing to do with Jianjia. Don't be slanderous," Lin Wuyi said.
"Ah, this is just to fool me and everyone else. Do you think others don't have IQ, or do you think you don't have IQ?"
Dong Shenyue smashed his skull crutch on the ground, glared at everyone, and said with a glare: "I don't care, if my grandson loses the inheritance of ancestor Taixu due to interference today, I will tear down your Sword Soul Palace. Anyway,
It has no meaning of existence."
She was now confident and confident, and her momentum was so fierce that she directly suppressed everyone present, and no one could say a word.
Dong Shenyue didn't expect that when he sent his grandson to Sword Soul Purgatory for the first time, he would cause such a big stir.
When she heard that he had broken through four thousand heavy sword barriers in twelve days, her crutches hit her feet.
She was the first to be slapped in the face...
"Grandma, look, those people have been defeated."
Jiang Feiling pulled Dong Shenyue's sleeve.
"What?"
Dong Shenyue took a closer look and saw a dark figure with a nearly bald head in the picture, guarding beside Li Tianming, and resisted the attack of five Discipline Hall disciples.
Even counterattack the opponent!
Five people were knocked out of the Ancestral Sword Monument one after another, and all of them flew out.
"Ha ha!"
Dong Shenyue and Lin Yan couldn't help laughing.
"Who is this kid? Why don't you give him face? Where can you put Lin Xiaoyun's old face? If you interfere with others, you will be killed?"
Dong Shenyue's laughter echoed throughout the entire Sword Soul Hall.
"My grandson is not bad. He has become a reliable brother so quickly. He is not a philanderer."
Lin Yao stroked his long beard and admired.
At this time, Lin Dan appeared out of nowhere and said: "Second master, mother-in-law, this is not a boy, she is a girl! Her name is Lin Xiaogui, she is a hybrid of ghosts and gods."
"Gah?"
Lin Yao was stunned.
After doing it for a long time, it was still a woman.
Of course, this isn't important anymore.
The important thing is that Lin Jianjia's "off-board move" is completely useless.
"The ancestors created the Ancestral Sword Monument, and their core will is 'fair inheritance', so that everyone has a chance. You educate your children to have privileges and rely on external tactics to exclude dissidents. On the contrary, it is a blasphemy against your ancestors!"
"So, have some face and watch carefully. Don't lose your face just to flatter yourself."
Dong Shenyue glanced around.
Many people lowered their heads and were speechless.
"Don't laugh too early, there's only half a month left, who knows what will happen next?"
Lin Wuyi sneered.
However, she didn't speak too loudly.
…
On the ancestral sword monument.
Li Tianming lay on his stomach, watching Lin Xiaogui "conquer the crowd" and returned to him panting.
"You still don't want to thank me?" Li Tianming asked.
"Are you crazy? I protected you, you should thank me."
Lin Xiaogui glared.
"No, no, you should thank me for giving you a chance to show yourself. It made you feel bad," Li Tianming said.
"Eat shit, you!"
Lin Xiaogui turned pale and was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.
She glanced at the girl Lin Jianjia not far away, with long black hair, like a sword piercing the sword monument, lowering her head slightly, looking at them coldly, her eyes were extremely gloomy.
The sword in her hand was pointed at Lin Xiaogui, and the intimidation in her eyes was really obvious.
She didn't speak, but Lin Xiaogui knew what she wanted to say.
Lin Xiaogui shrank instinctively.
This is the conditioned reflection brought about by the shadow of childhood.
Under this shadow, she could only lower her head and not look at her, but this could not stop the cold sweat from breaking out.
In fact, after countless efforts, she is not much worse than Lin Jianjia.
However, some of the accompanying nightmares are engraved on the bones and heart, and cannot be forgotten by oneself as one becomes stronger.
childhood……
All Lin Xiaogui's impressions were of her without a father or mother, trembling in a corner like a mouse, while Lin Jianjia led a "group of cats" to capture, tease, and insult her.
Because of all this, Lin Jianjia wanted to ask her something at this moment.