"Hmph, you, an outer disciple who has been on the mountain for half a year, also want to fight me?
At least I have two years of cultivation!"
With a clang, Zhong Xingchang showed his Light Branch Sword and flew towards Lin Xiaodong. Lin Xiaodong raised the Shuangtan Sword and flew with the Light Branch Sword in the air.
Ding ding ding ding, the two of them shook their fingers, and the two swords were exchanged back and forth in the air with sparks flying, which made people jump with fear.
Zhong Xingchang was originally full of confidence, but after taking four moves, the expression on his face gradually became ugly. He only felt the power transmitted from Shuangtan Sword, and also knew that Lin Xiaodong's cultivation level was not low. He couldn't help but wonder: "Where did he come from after half a year on the mountain?"
Such high mana?"
Xie Shengbin got up and waited to see Lin Xiaodong's joke. He didn't expect that he and Xie Shengbin would fight back and forth. He was also puzzled: "Compared with the yearly examination, it has only been a month. How come his cultivation has increased again?"
A lot?"
Xie Wenlun stared at Lin Xiaodong from the side, frowned, and thought to himself: "The leader must have given him a small meal, otherwise, how could his cultivation grow so fast?"
Pan Xiaoxing sweated for Lin Xiaodong and looked up at the two swords flying in the sky. Shi Pingying stood aside, her face reddened and her heartbeat pounding.
Lin Xiaodong had nearly two years more cultivation than Zhong Xingchang, but considering that Song Shuzhi might also have to bear the consequences, he did not fully show off his skills and won by relying solely on his skills. He picked up the Light Branch Sword to the side, and the Frost Pond Sword flew towards Zhong Xingchang.
Xie Wenlun saw that Lin Xiaodong was clever and skillful, and his understanding of flying swords was even better than his own. He was even more confused: "Is this person some kind of hidden master?
A spy sent by the Huoyun Sect?"
Zhong Xingchang only had two years of cultivation and far less combat experience than Lin Xiaodong. When he saw the light branch sword being thrown away, he hurriedly used the smoke fan to fan it.
A hot wind blew and the Shuangtan Sword was blown away. However, Lin Xiaodong had a back-up move and fired out a shot of cold smoke beads, which hit the smoke fan with a swoop.
Creaking, the smoke fan was covered with white frost and lost its effectiveness. Zhong Xingchang's hands were so cold that he screamed and threw the smoke fan on the ground. When he looked back, the cloud and water talisman was already floating on the ground.
top of the head.
"You lost."
Lin Xiaodong raised his eyes and looked at everyone in the Huoyun Sect, "You, the second generation disciple of the Huoyun Sect, are no match for an outer disciple of my Lingquan Sect."
Zhong Xingchang was so frightened that he did not dare to move. He stared straight at the Yunshui Talisman hanging above his head and gasped: "You fart! With your level of cultivation, how can you be an outer disciple?"
Lin Xiaodong turned around and showed his hands to everyone: "I'm not an outer disciple of Lingquan Sect?"
Everyone understood that Lin Xiaodong wanted to deliberately humiliate the Huoyun Sect. Pan Xiaoxing folded his arms and said arrogantly: "He is an outer disciple of our Lingquan Sect who has only been on the mountain for half a year. He became a second-generation disciple a month ago because he could not be selected."
Outer disciple for one month!"
Shi Pingying also said: "It has only been six months since he came to the mountain. He went up the mountain with our second-generation disciples. He became an outer disciple just a month ago. Everyone in our mountain sect can testify."
Even Miao Xiangzheng spoke for Lin Xiaodong: "Not only is he an outer disciple, he also has the shortest time to go up the mountain among the outer disciples. For this reason, even the second generation disciples of your Huoyun Sect are no match!"
Seeing this, Xie Wenlun also said with a straight face: "His name is Lin Xiaodong, and he is an outer disciple who was not selected as the second generation disciple a month ago."
Seeing this, Zhang Xiangqi gritted her teeth and said sarcastically: "Then your Lingquan Sect is really blind. The second-generation disciples selected some trash, some with some skills, but they became outer disciples."
Xie Wenlun's face became hot after being scolded, and he said harshly: "So what?
We outer disciples of Lingquan Sect are all so talented, let alone the second generation disciples, their abilities will definitely be superior to yours in the future!"
Song Shuzhi couldn't hold himself back, walked up, stared at Lin Xiaodong and said: "Outer disciples, right? The ones I'm beating today are the outer disciples!"
Lin Xiaodong expected this and said with a contemptuous smile: "Then come!"
Song Shuzhi also showed his Light Branch Sword, but the flashing golden light was much brighter than Zhong Xingchang's. Lin Xiaodong still used the Frost Pool Sword to catch it. Unexpectedly, the Light Branch Sword was more powerful and the Frost Pool Sword flew aside.
Song Shuzhi took the opportunity to use the smoke fan to blow a stream of white smoke. Lin Xiaodong's life-protecting jade talisman rose above Lin Xiaodong's head and emitted a white light.
The white smoke blew in, but it was blocked by the white light. Seeing this, Uncle Song pointed his hand and the light branch sword flew again.
Lin Xiaodong reached out to the Frost Pond Sword that had fallen to the ground, flew up again, and landed back in front of him. He pointed the index finger and middle finger of his right hand towards the sword, releasing a golden light.
The Frost Pond Sword buzzed, adding magic power, and with a clang, it blocked the Light Branch Sword.
Seeing Lin Xiaodong using his cultivation to bless the Frost Pool Sword, Song Shuzhi couldn't help but smile scornfully: "A waste of cultivation, a waste of time!"
The Light Branch Sword and Frost Pond Sword took several more moves in the air, and the moves became more fierce and swift, with fire and murderous intent flying everywhere.
Zhang Xiangqi stared at Lin Xiaodong in confusion, thinking: "Is this person really a registered disciple of the Lingquan Sect?
How come you have such profound cultivation?"
Zhong Xingchang blushed on the sidelines. He lost to a registered disciple of the Lingquan Sect. He didn't know how long he would be laughed at by his fellow disciples after he returned. He was so embarrassed and humiliated.
Xie Wenlun saw Lin Xiaodong and Song Shuzhi going back and forth with their expressions of composure from the sidelines. He felt more and more that he had taken advantage of the leader and was even more dissatisfied with the leader.
Pan Xiaoxing and Shi Pingying watched intently. The second-generation disciples on the mountain were not very old. They had only learned Taoism for half a year and had no idea how to fight with others. Now seeing Lin Xiaodong and Song Shuzhi fighting against each other, it can be said that it was an eye-opener and they admired Lin Xiaodong even more.
Admiration.
After more than ten moves, Song Shuzhi was still unable to break the Frost Pond Sword. As a second-generation disciple of the Fire Cloud Sect, he fought against an outer disciple of the Lingquan Sect. Not to mention losing, it would be disgraceful even if he didn't win quickly enough, he couldn't help but feel anxious.
, withdrew the Light Branch Sword and revealed the Burning Sky Bell.
Zhang Xiangqi smiled when he saw this and said: "This is what my Huoyun Sect used to set up the formation. It is made of meteorite iron from the sky. It has three years of magic power. I just rely on the Frost Pond Sword and the Life-Protect Jade Talisman. I'm afraid I can't stop it!"
Song Shuzhi held the Burning Sky Bell high and said proudly: "This is the true skill of my Fire Cloud Sect!"
The Burning Sky Bell shook and sprayed out a blazing flame, covering Lin Xiaodong's body.
Zhang Xiangqi grinned, and as soon as the Fentian Bell came out, among the people in the Lingquan Sect present, except for Xie Wenlun, probably no one was a match.
Seeing the flames coming, Xie Wenlun's eyes lit up and he secretly rejoiced: "It would be better if he was burned to death directly!"
Xie Shengbin and Xie Wenlun thought exactly the same: "Let you stand out and burn you to death with a fire, and we will all be at peace!"
When Pan Xiaoxing and Shi Pingying saw the huge fireball coming, they hugged each other in fright and screamed loudly.
Teng! The flames completely enveloped Lin Xiaodong, and everyone was silent. The flames were extinguished. They all stared and stretched their necks to look, and saw that Lin Xiaodong was unharmed, with a pearl floating on his head, flashing with white light.