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Chapter 42

"court death!"

Qing Ling felt very angry when she saw Lin Mingyuan's slippery tongue.

I had originally considered being cautious in my approach, but at this time I had already thrown this idea out of my mind.

She activated her spiritual power, and her originally supple sleeves turned into thousands of sword shadows, hanging high around Lin Mingyuan.

"I'll ask you one last time, now you still have a chance to admit defeat!"

"I asked you if you are getting older and are too long-winded. If you want to take action, hurry up."

"Okay! Then don't blame me for not giving Senior Lin face!"

Qing Ling's expression was ashen, and the hidden sword that was hanging high behind him had already been deployed, coming through the air like thousands of spiritual snakes spitting messages.

Her patience had reached its lowest point. Since Lin Mingyuan didn't know what was good or bad in front of him, let him see the gap between the two.

Lin Mingyuan calmly summoned the green sword with his mind. In the blank eyes of the onlookers, the Taiyi Light Sword shook rapidly. With the blessing of the civet transformation, thousands of lights and shadows were formed around the body, which collided with Qing Ling's hidden sword.

The hidden sword looks soft, but is actually extremely sharp.

It collided with the sword shadow shield produced by Taiyi's splitting light sword, making the sound of gold and stone clashing.

"Isn't that right? Why is this little devil's cultivation so strong? I don't think it's just the third level of foundation building!"

"To be able to take over Fairy Qingling's Hidden Sword, Lin Mingyuan's cultivation level must be at least seventh level!"

"Don't make such nonsense! With the embroidery needle in the little devil's hand, how can he be the opponent of Fairy Qingling? You must know that Fairy's Hidden Blade is a low-grade spiritual energy!"

There was noisy offstage and chaos onstage.

The initiative of the battle was completely in Qing Ling's hands. She controlled the hidden sword to strike left and right, trying to break through Lin Mingyuan's defense in one fell swoop.

However, the sword shadow danced by the embroidery needle in Lin Mingyuan's hand seemed to be extremely resilient. It seemed that it would break at any time, but it could be blocked every time and the danger was saved.

The elders of the sect in the sect hall used their spiritual consciousness to see Dabi clearly. Seeing the stalemate between Lin Mingyuan and Qing Ling, everyone's expressions were different.

Deputy head coach Xing Wudao looked unhappy and was somewhat dissatisfied with his performance off the field.

He was Fairy Qingling's mentor. He thought that only Zhao Xuanyi could compete with his disciple in this sect competition. Unexpectedly, a little-known little devil suddenly appeared and disrupted everything.

"Junior Brother Xing, this girl Qingling has grown a lot in these years."

Chi Wuya smiled and nodded. Although he was praising Qing Ling, his eyes fell on Lin Mingyuan.

Xing Wudao naturally took this scene in his eyes, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

"Senior Brother Head, you are so complimentary. This girl's practice has always been smooth sailing, so it would be nice to suffer some hardships."

"but.."

"Qing Ling's current strength is less than 50%. With Lin Mingyuan's cultivation, he will be defeated soon!"

Deputy head Xing Wudao is very confident. He has information about Qingling, and he is even more confident in himself.

No one knows what is hidden in Xing Wudao's heart. Back then, the genius of the Lin family shone with infinite brilliance, and he could only keep up with it.

"Oh? Let's take a look again."

Chi Wuya did not comment, his eyes fell on Lin Mingyuan's sword move.

"Does this swordsmanship look familiar to you? It seems that disciple Shanhe used it before."

The great elder of the outer sect, Zhao Gao, had an ugly expression on his face, but he recognized the sword moves used by Lin Mingyuan at a glance.

Forty years ago, he was already a disciple of the inner sect and was showing off his power in the outer sect. However, he was defeated by Lin Shanhe, who was still a disciple of the outer sect, with just one sword. He used this sword technique.

"Master! This man is using the Taiyi lightsaber used by the demon Lin Shanhe!"

"Lin Shanhe only used this sword technique when he was young, so not many people know it!"

"Master! This son will always be a disaster if he stays in Shushan. His father will destroy the foundation of Shushan. I think...!"

"Elder Zhao, please be patient!"

Chi Wuya exuded powerful pressure, causing Zhao Gao to shut his mouth.

He sighed secretly.

As the head of the Shushan Sword Sect, how could he not be aware of the contradictions within the sect.

When the devil invaded, many disciples and elders became victims.

In order to save Shushan, Lin Shanhe inhaled the demonic energy into his body and fell into the devil's path.

The seven immortal sects decided to suppress Lin Shanhe. Only Chi Wuya tried his best to protect his disciples.

It was rumored that Lin Shanhe injured Chi Wuya, but that was not the case.

Chi Wuya was seriously injured after fighting with the other six immortal sect monks.

Very few people knew about this matter, only the deputy head coach Xing Wudao, so he was very dissatisfied with the behavior of the head brother, and this emotion also transferred to Lin Mingyuan's displeasure.

Until now, Chi Wuya has never regretted it, because he always felt that there was something fishy about Lin Mingyuan becoming a demon. Even if Chi Wuya had to choose again, he would still fight against the six immortal sects and protect his disciples.

After leaving seclusion this time, there is not much life left.

After decades of hard thinking, Chi Wuya seemed to be able to see a big net full of conspiracies hanging over Shushan. This is why he had to break out regardless of his own longevity.

Taking a deep look at the deputy head Xing Wudao, Chi Wuya sighed secretly, hoping that what he thought was not true.

On the martial arts stage.

"Senior Sister Qingling, haven't you had breakfast? Your attack is like scratching an itch."

Lin Mingyuan was very leisurely, his body surrounded by the light and shadow of Taiyi's splitting light sword. He allowed Qing Ling's hidden sword to continuously attack. He seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but he was able to avert danger every time.

After so many fights, Lin Mingyuan was not injured, but Qing Ling's spiritual energy was consumed by nearly half.

Qing Ling frowned and stopped attacking.

She admitted that she underestimated Lin Mingyuan's strength.

Activating the Hidden Blade to attack consumes a lot of spiritual power, and one cannot maintain the state of Dzogchen with the pure spirit for a long time.

In the past, no monk of the same level could survive the time of a stick of incense when being strangled by the Hidden Blade.

However, Lin Mingyuan was standing in front of him, waving an embroidery needle to the crotch of the Hidden Sword. He looked like he couldn't resist every time, but he was able to save the day every time.

Qing Ling has realized that this guy is cheating!

Pretending to be able to break through the defense at any time, he tricked Qing Ling into using a large amount of spiritual power.

Lin Mingyuan's cultivation level surprised her.

Where the opponent only has the third level of foundation building, the strength shown is at least above the seventh level.

Qing Ling was quite satisfied with this. As the son of Lin Shanhe, he finally showed some decent strength.

But as soon as he had a little sense of identification with Lin Mingyuan, he heard provocative words from the other party.

really!

There is still a huge gap between him and Senior Lin!

"Lin Mingyuan, I hope your strength is not just what I see in front of you."

Qing Ling took a deep breath and put the hidden sword back to her side.

The next moment, the blue robe she was wearing stretched out with thousands of silks and satins, covering the entire sky. From a distance, it looked like a beautiful cocoon, wrapping the entire martial arts stage.

The disciples in the audience couldn't see clearly what happened for a while. Only a few people who asked about Fairy Qingling whispered.

"Fairy Qingling is getting serious! This is her special skill, she has everything in her sleeves!"


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