"You are very good, very good. You are worthy of being the heir of the Nine Sects."
"If you can still accept my Kun Sword move, I can have a great battle with you."
When Lin Xing's sword intent exploded, it was as if there were six invisible sharp swords slashing out in all directions across the entire arena.
boom!
The arena made of steel was torn into pieces as easily as pieces of paper under these six sword intents.
Various iron pieces and steel pipes mixed with smoke and dust rose into the sky.
Xia Jianlong still stood motionless, watching this scene coldly, as if to see what tricks Lin Xing could come up with.
As for Lin Xing, with the use of Kun Sword's sword intent, the whole world changed drastically in his eyes.
Since Lin Xing returned to the present world from Zhou Tianhui, after seeing the power of the dragon-riding scholar, in order to protect the present world and implement the principles of integrity and chivalry, Lin Xing spent more time practicing every day.
Especially the practice of traveling back in time again and again, because with the help of Youjing Shiyu, he no longer has to go through various life and death battles, which has a much less impact on his personality, making him use time traveling more and more unscrupulously.
Although this process will still blur Lin Xing's past memories, the remaining memories will only be memories of various penances, rather than the previous life-and-death fights and killings that lasted for months or even years.
Sword Intent of Kun Sword: The ground is Kun, nourishing all things. Integrate the Intent of Kun into your own Sword Intent, convert it into the Sword Intent of Kun Sword, and comprehend the Sword Intent among all things born on the earth. Those with excellent qualifications can achieve it after two and a half years of enlightenment.
Take a step further, comprehend the sword intention of the Extreme Sword, and soar to the sky.
By using it again and again in time travel and comprehending the sword intention of Kun Sword, Lin Xing completed two and a half years of hard training in a short period of time, and finally understood the sword intention of Ji Sword.
At this moment, under the infusion of Kunjian's sword intent, whether it is the clouds in the sky, various facilities in the stadium, or the arena under your feet, the flying iron pieces, the smoke and dust rising into the sky...
In Lin Xing's eyes, everything seemed to become a part of himself and the sword.
And under the infusion of Ji Jian's sword intent, Lin Xing felt that the swords in his eyes were ready to go, waiting for his orders.
At the same time, Sword Girl, who had been watching casually under the ring, suddenly shrank her pupils and stared closely at Lin Xing on the stage, wondering in her heart: "What kind of sword intention is this?"
"pole!"
I saw Lin Xing's sword finger on his right hand raised slightly, and the layers of iron fragments that flew out suddenly gathered together and turned into a flying sword, bringing out bursts of sonic booms and shooting towards Xia Jianlong.
Then a steel pipe suddenly twisted and deformed, emitting a surging sword intent and shooting towards Xia Jianlong.
Then the smoke and dust rose into the sky, turning into an invisible giant sword and slashing towards Xia Jianlong.
Even the strong wind blowing through Xia Jianlong's body turned into a sharp sword in an instant and slashed towards his throat.
As Lin Xing's sword finger moved slightly, Xia Jianlong felt as if he was suddenly thrown into a different space full of swords. In all directions, there were peerless swordsmen who were attacking him with unparalleled moves.
Sword skills, want to take his life.
roar!
As Xia Jianlong swung his palm, a dragon-shaped energy crushed the fierce wind swords that were struck one after another.
Then he kicked out again, causing gusts of wind and thunder, and shattered the steel sword that was shot in front of him.
Fists, palms, legs... every part of his body seemed to have turned into a magical weapon at this moment, smashing the swords that stabbed him into pieces one after another.
And with every punch and kick he made, the big muscles in his body trembled, and loud roars like dragon roars seemed to erupt. It was as if there was really a giant dragon hidden in his body.
An extremely terrifying momentum.
At this moment, with the sudden explosion of Xia Jianlong, everyone in the audience subconsciously focused their attention, as if a divine dragon descended from the sky, exuding earth-shattering power.
"It's amazing!" Huiling stared at the direction of the ring, opened and closed her mouth, and said quickly: "Xia Jianlong performed more than ten kinds of martial arts in an instant... It's so powerful, this explosive power is too strong."
But despite Xia Jianlong's outburst of anger, his situation on stage did not improve at all.
The iron plate he stepped on turned into a sharp sword and stabbed him.
The fragments of the steel pipe that had just been shattered once again exploded with shocking sword intent.
The disintegrating wind circled around, like an assassin who had been waiting for a long time, stabbing Xia Jianlong's vest with a fatal sword.
He slapped away the smoke and dust that came towards his face, only to find that the smoke and dust seemed to be just smoke and dust, and the sword intent just now was like an illusion.
With Xia Jianlong's crazy counterattack, various swords continued to be broken, and various illusions rose and fell.
None of this could stop Lin Xing from wielding the sword, but instead made Lin Xing's offensive become more unpredictable and unpredictable.
If Xia Jianlong's explosion just now surprised Hui Ling, at this moment, Hui Ling's face showed a trace of disbelief: "Can Lin Xing's sword control skills be able to control the atmosphere? What kind of sublimation is this?"
Sword Girl stared at Lin Xing, her eyes burning with fierce fighting intent.
Under this unprecedented threat, Xia Jianlong roared and unleashed all his strength. Amidst bursts of explosions like dragon roars, he was filled with energy and energy and rushed towards Lin Xing like a wild dragon.
At this moment, there was nothing in his mind about the arena, the three-move deal, or showing strength to Xia Guo. He only knew that if he didn't fight Lin Xing with all his strength at this moment, he would probably die.
I saw his hands raising palm shadows all over the sky, like an angry dragon opening its mouth, revealing a string of dragon teeth, tearing all the swords that stabbed him into pieces one by one.
The original various iron pipes and iron sheets have become countless tiny fragments as they are broken again and again.
After the strong wind collapsed again and again, it became more chaotic, chaotic and unpredictable.
Fading and appearing, the smoke-like sword intent flashed past him.
Xia Jianlong charged all the way, but the closer he got to Lin Xing, the more he felt how ferocious the attack in front of him was.
Endless, real and fake swords are coming towards the invasion like mountains and seas.
Amidst the soft chissing sounds, Xia Jianlong's clothes gradually torn into pieces, traces of blood flashed across his face, and the number of sword wounds on his body began to increase.
"ah!"
Xia Jianlong, whose face was covered with blood, roared angrily, as if there were giant dragons pushing in his body, and the muscles in his body burst out with terrifying power, bringing up a wave of air that knocked away all the swords around him.
His violently beating heart roared, turning waves of power into rolling torrents, pumping them into every corner of his body.
I saw him take the last step and finally came to Lin Xing.
"die!"
Stimulated by the fatal threat, Xia Jianlong could no longer care about anything else, and slapped out a palm with all his strength like a madman, causing waves of atmospheric dragon roars and stamping firmly on Lin Xing's chest.
boom!
It was like a bomb exploded suddenly, and the air was pushed out in all directions like boiling water.
But Xia Jianlong's imagination of Lin Xing falling apart did not happen. There was only a burst of smoke and dust that dispersed in front of his eyes with his palm.
Xia Jianlong stared at this scene blankly, and then realized that the cold wind was blowing across his body, and his original gorgeous clothes had turned into a beggar's uniform.
"You lost."
When Xia Jianlong heard this voice, he looked up suddenly and found that Lin Xing seemed to be standing in his original position without moving, looking at him with his hands behind his back.
Xia Jianlong looked down and realized that he had just tried his best, but he could only rush more than ten meters away and had not yet reached Lin Xing.
Xia Jianlong gritted his teeth, mustered up the remaining strength in his body and said angrily: "I haven't lost yet, let's try again."
Lin Xing shook his head and said calmly: "Touch your head."
Xia Jianlong was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a chill coming from his head. He raised his head and touched it, only to find that he had become a Mediterranean bald man.
He quickly touched his thigh again, and his face instantly turned pale, with no trace of blood left.
"When did you..."
Lin Xing looked at him and sighed softly: "If it was a life and death battle just now, you would have died dozens of times."
"It's a pity. Although you have the inheritance of the Shenlong Gang, you have only completed a few skill transformations and secondary sublimations at most. You have not completed the picture. After all, it is difficult to become my opponent."
At the same time, the entire steel arena had been shattered into pieces in the aftermath of the battle between the two powerful men, and most parts had collapsed.
It can be said that at this moment, Lin Xing and Xia Jianlong seemed to be standing in ruins.
Although most of the people present could not see the subtleties of this battle, they could all feel the terrifying strength and astonishing destructive power of both sides.
Especially the last battle was too simple. No one was injured except Dabagan, and even the arena was not damaged.
This battle was completely different. The scene of tearing and ravaging steel at will... destroying an entire steel structure of hundreds of square meters on the battlefield with just a move of the hand and stomping of the feet made countless viewers stunned.
I felt shocked.
The comments and comments on the Internet are constantly refreshing like a waterfall.
The host exclaimed: "Lin Xing won again! He defeated Dabagan and Xia Jianlong successively, and it seemed to me that he won easily."
The host looked at Hui Ling and asked curiously: "Hui Ling, did you ever think that these two games would have such results?"
Bai Yiyi said towards the live broadcast room: "She knows nothing. Did you see it? Is it like what I said that Lin Xing won?"
Looking at all the admiration, praise, and flattery in the barrage, Bai Yiyi smiled and said: "I told you earlier, Huiling is not a martial arts practitioner at all. She has no ability to explain, do you know?"