The clueless spectators really have nothing else to do except yelling! "Lin Xiaodong is here to fight with me today. If you want to take revenge on him, how about another day?"
Wei Yijue was very unhappy. He should be the one who sang the lead today. How could these two teams steal his limelight?
"Wei Yijue, you should know who my master is, right?
It’s not that I don’t give you face, it’s just because Lin Xiaodong hates me too much and I don’t want him to die in the hands of others. He killed my entire family, so I must kill him with my own hands to avenge him!”
Zhuo Qiu carried out his master to suppress Wei Yijue.
It works quite well, Wei Yijue is really afraid of swords like Zong.
"Zhuo Qiu, I promise you, I will let you chop off Lin Xiaodong's head. I just hope you won't interfere when I fight with him. I can't afford to lose this person!"
Wei Yi definitely gave in, but he had to grab the honor of defeating Xiaodong.
"That won't work, then people will laugh at me.
I can kill him in full glory."
As a result, Zhuo Qiu didn't appreciate it.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't you two take our brothers seriously?"
"We also want to kill the prosperous Lin Xiaodong to avenge our third brother. Whoever dares to stand in our way is our enemy!"
Wang A, Wang A'er, directly burst out with spiritual power, showing his strength in the Nascent Soul stage.
Wei Yijue and Zhuo Qiu were both shocked. These two unknown people were actually Nascent Soul Stage monks. They really didn't know where they came from.
"You don't have to fight anymore, just come together, I can handle it."
Lin Xiaodong smiled calmly and said domineeringly.
"What?
I want to challenge the four of us?"
Wei Yijue exclaimed.
"Yes, I hope you can give me a hearty battle. I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time, and they are almost rusty!"
Lin Xiaodong stretched his waist and pretended to have a sore back.
"Boy, are you a little too arrogant?"
Wei Yijue had a sinister smile on his face, he didn't expect Lin Xiaodong to be so arrogant.
"This is not madness, this is strength.
If you don’t believe me, you can give it a try. Even if the four of you join forces, you may not be able to defeat me!"
Lin Xiaodong's face was filled with confidence, as if nothing in this world could scare him.
"To kill you, all I need is me!"
Young Zhuo Qiu was so arrogant that he directly picked up his sword and stabbed Lin Xiaodong.
Lin Xiaodong was worried about hurting innocent people, so he used the Thunderbolt Technique to sneak to the center of the lake and stood on the lake like a dragonfly dangling from the water.
"Come here and let me see what you can do!"
Lin Xiaodong took out the Xuan Bing Sword and pointed it on the water.
There was a "kakaka" sound, good guy, in an instant he froze the entire lake.
You must know that the entire lake is very wide and the water is very deep. It is probably not possible for ordinary magic to achieve this level.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
Wei Yijue's face was moved. Originally, he thought he could kill Lin Xiaodong easily, but now it seems that it may not be that simple! "A mere magical power cannot scare me!"
Zhuo Qiu hesitated for a moment, then immediately adjusted his mentality, took out the fairy sword given to him by his master, and formally challenged Lin Xiaodong.
Sword cultivation is a special training method, which is different for ordinary monks.
Sword cultivation focuses on the unity of man and sword. When the sword is with the man, it will be destroyed when the man dies.
Sword cultivators tend to be stronger than ordinary monks, because the combination of human and sword can often bring out the strongest power of the immortal weapon.
I saw the fairy weapon in Zhuo Qiu's hand shook, and ten spiritual swords were immediately separated from the fairy sword.
These spiritual energy swords should not be underestimated. They are not swords transformed with spiritual energy.
It is a spiritual sword made from the soul of an elf, attached to the fairy sword.
This kind of soul sword can break through all defensive shields and defensive techniques.
Therefore, facing Zhuo Qiu, Lin Xiaodong's innate Taoist body was of little use.
"Oh my God, those are soul swords. I sacrificed ten of them at once. Zhuo Qiu is so powerful."
"Sword cultivators are indeed terrifying. I heard that those soul swords can break all defenses."
"It seems that Lin Xiaodong has offended someone he can't afford to offend this time. If he goes against the sword cultivator, he will be dead."
The discerning onlookers analyzed.
Even Wei Yijue nodded slightly, affirming Zhuo Qiu's strength.
Zhuo Qiu was able to master ten spirit swords before he was twenty years old. He was definitely an unparalleled genius! Lin Xiaodong's companions were very nervous for Lin Xiaodong.
Especially mother-in-law Sun Meixue, her palms were sweating, and she kept scolding Lin Xiaodong secretly for liking to cause trouble.
Qiao Shan and Qiao Na held hands together, their bodies trembling with nervousness.
The spectators were different. They had the mentality of watching a good show, with smiles on their faces, eager to see blood.
Lin Xiaodong looked calm and stared at Zhuo Qiu's ten soul swords, thinking they were very good.
In his heart, he was already thinking that if he had the chance, he would grab those ten soul swords.
That thing takes a lot of practice. You know, only sword cultivators can practice that thing.
Even if Lin Xiaodong knew how to practice weapons, he still wouldn't be able to practice the Soul Sword.
If he can seize ten soul swords, refine them and add them to his fairy weapon, then his fairy weapon can be upgraded to another level.
"Lin, let me remind you that my swords of luck can break through defenses, so don't use a defensive shield to block them. I really don't want you to die too quickly!"
Zhuo Qiu looked proud and said in a pretentious manner.
Lin Xiaodong smiled slightly and said, "Thanks for the reminder!"
"Look at the sword!"
Zhuo Qiu waved the fairy sword in his hand and drew a semicircle.
Others did not move, but the ten spirit swords all turned into rainbows and stabbed towards Lin Xiaodong! Lin Xiaodong had already thought of a countermeasure and would not fight head-on with the spirit swords.
Use speed to dodge, and then pounce on Zhuo Qiu who is controlling the Soul Sword.
As long as Zhuo Qiu is brought down, those soul swords will be destroyed without any attack.
When the Soul Sword was about to attack, Lin Xiaodong took action.
The void flashed, leaving a shadow, and the other person was no longer where he was.
And those ten soul swords pierced Lin Xiaodong's shadow.
The people who didn't know the situation screamed in surprise.
"Is it too watery? Will you die immediately?"
"I've passed it a long time ago. Lin Xiaodong is just a big parallel importer. You still don't believe it!"
"No, no blood was seen!"
A word reminded the dreamer, and the spectators took a closer look and found that Lin Xiaodong did not fall down even though he was pierced.
"There he went!"
Someone exclaimed, pointing to the side of Zhuo Qiu.
Only then did everyone realize that Lin Xiaodong had transformed into a living person and moved in front of Zhuo Qiu.
Zhuo Qiu panicked. He really didn't expect Lin Xiaodong to be so fast.
It's too late to take back the Soul Sword now.
In desperation, he could only wave the fairy sword in his hand and use the magic of the fairy sword to defeat Lin Xiaodong.