Lin Xing looked at the picture scroll that appeared in his mind, and felt that the sky was full of sword lights, like stars twinkling.
The next moment, sword intent surged out from his body.
Countless sword marks appeared on the ground, blooming in all directions with Lin Xing's body as the center.
The spiritual induction continued to expand along with the sword marks, reflecting all the things in the world in his mind.
But Lin Xing no longer has time to take care of them.
On top of the picture born in his sea of consciousness, the sword lights kept swaying and struggling, like fresh and agile fish, trying to escape from his control.
Lin Xing, on the other hand, was concentrating on it, using his spiritual thoughts to suppress the sword lights in the scene, and trying to place the sword lights in specific positions.
But soon, the sword light rushed out of the sea of consciousness uncontrollably, cutting deep sword marks more than ten meters long on the ground around Lin Xingsi.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light on the picture has dissipated, and even the picture itself gradually disintegrated, turning into the brilliance symbolizing the four skills again.
Lin Xing felt that the spiritual thoughts in his mind had also been exhausted, and thought to himself: "Did you fail?"
"If it were someone else who failed to form the picture, I'm afraid they would have to wait until their spiritual sense is restored before they can start again."
"But I have an easier way..."
A moment later, Lin Xing was seen wrapped in the flames of the explosion.
As time went back again and again, Lin Xing began to try to complete the picture over and over again.
Initially the sword light always shoots out from the picture.
After repeated attempts, the sword light began to stay in the picture for a longer period of time.
Then with Lin Xing's efforts, the sword light gradually formed a scene like a sea of stars.
During this process, Lin Xing persisted for longer and longer, getting closer and closer to completely completing the picture.
This time, when Lin Xing had completed most of the picture, a figure suddenly appeared on a cliff more than 500 meters away.
A middle-aged man wearing a white warrior uniform and carrying a sword box frowned and let go of his spiritual sense to look around.
"Where did the demon monk go?"
"I can't find him within the range of my spiritual sense?"
"He ran really fast."
Suddenly, sword light flashed in his eyes, and he frowned deeply as he looked at Lin Xing who was making a breakthrough: "Someone is breaking through?"
Looking at the sword marks on the ground and the sharp sword intent erupting from Lin Xing's body, the man snorted coldly: "Who is this? He actually stole my Emei swordsmanship? And started to attack the scene?"
The man could tell at a glance that the sword intent displayed by Lin Xing contained the secret sublimation of Emei.
Even the vision emitted by the impact scene at this moment is similar to several esoteric scenes in Emei.
And when he saw Lin Xing's young face, a strong jealousy arose in his heart.
I thought that Luo Haoran was extremely talented and had practiced swordsmanship for fifty years before he could complete the picture, but the young man in front of him had reached this point by stealing lessons at such a young age.
Seeing that the opponent was still attacking the scene, Luo Haoran's heart gradually surged with murderous intent, and he was already planning to kill this genius to prevent the opponent from surpassing him in the future.
So Luo Haoran waited patiently for the opponent to use up his wits, and watching the opponent's sword intent, his momentum gradually dropped.
Until a moment when he felt completely sure, his whole body suddenly erupted with electricity.
At the same time, he squeezed the sword a little bit, and a light roar came from the sword box behind him. Fifteen flying swords in a row pierced the sky like lightning, turned into a sword array and strangled Lin Xing.
Amidst the thunderous sound, Lin Xing immediately felt the fifteen flying swords that were rapidly encircling him with his spiritual sense.
"Someone stabbed me with a flying sword?"
Lin Xing's heart moved slightly: "This is much faster than Master Bai, and much more comfortable than explosions."
Thinking that he could catch a murderer afterwards, Lin Xing became more and more excited.
Luo Haoran watched as the other party managed to hold on for a few moments before he pierced his heart and brain with his flying sword.
Feeling the breath of life of the other person slowly dissipating from his body, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Then Luo Haoran looked at the puppet girl who was practicing martial arts just now: "You are a bastard."
As soon as he thought, fifteen rays of sword light had already rolled towards the puppet girl.
After Lin Xing went back in time again, he continued to attack the scene calmly.
In the process of practicing and being killed again and again, Lin Xing also got to know Luo Haoran better and better.
Regardless of the opponent's attack position, the flying sword used, or the swordsmanship he was good at, they were gradually remembered in Lin Xing's mind.
At the same time, he became more and more proficient in constructing pictures, became faster and faster, and spent less and less time.
Until he turned back time again, Lin Xing had full confidence in completing the picture in the sea of consciousness.
After a moment, a dazzling sword light burst out from between his eyebrows.
A galaxy composed of sword lights has emerged behind him.
At the same time, on the cliff on the other side.
Luo Haoran, who was sensing all directions with his spiritual sense, thought to himself: "Where did the demon monk go?"
The next moment, an extremely powerful and sharp sword intent appeared in his senses. Luo Haoran was surprised and said: "Is there such a master in Dongya Mansion?"
He opened his eyes and saw that the strong man exuding astonishing sword intent was walking towards his position step by step.
Every time the opponent takes a step, the ground beneath his feet undulates.
There are even more turbulent inspirations constantly surrounding the opponent, as if they are constantly pouring into a huge funnel, triggering various strange phenomena in the opponent's surrounding environment.
At the same time, streaks of uncertain sword light gradually appeared around the opponent.
The number of sword lights is growing at an incredible speed.
"What a young master."
Seeing Lin Xing's appearance, Luo Haoran felt a trace of jealousy in his heart, but sensing the strength of the other party at the moment, that trace of jealousy was quickly suppressed by him.
He shouted softly and said: "I am Luo Haoran of the Emei Sect. I wonder if your surname is high? You actually learned the secret method of my Emei Sect?"
Lin Xing did not speak, but flicked his sword finger, and in an instant, a hundred and one sword rays shot towards Luo Haoran.
Feeling the fierce killing intent emanating from Lin Xing and the majestic sword power composed of one hundred and one sword lights, Luo Haoran was filled with shock and anger for a moment.
"How brave!"
With an angry shout, fifteen swords in his sword box rose into the sky, intercepting the sword lights that were slashing towards him.
The flying sword and the sword light were strangled together in an instant, and during the attack on each other, Luo Haoran immediately felt the power of Lin Xing's sword light.
I saw a few sword lights that were so fast that they struck three inches in front of Luo Haoran's eyebrows like a flash of lightning.
The biting sword intent seemed to leave a chill on his forehead.
Although he was blocked by Luo Haoran at the last moment several times with his flying sword, it still shocked him into a cold sweat.
"What picture is this?"
He felt that this mighty sword light was not only astonishingly fast, but also contained many secrets of the Emei Sect's swordsmanship. It was also innovative and exerted all kinds of more incredible power.
Seeing that his sword formation composed of fifteen flying swords was surrounded by the opponent, and could only keep narrowing the range under the pressure, becoming precarious, Luo Haoran shouted angrily:
"Who are you, Your Excellency? I have no enmity with you in the past, and we have no grudges recently. Why are you so murderous towards me?"
Lin Xing said calmly: "If you want to kill me, I will kill you. This is a matter of course."
Luo Haoran said unexpectedly: "I want to kill you?"
At this moment, Luo Haoran only felt extremely wronged. Although he had killed countless people and done many bad things in his practice for many years, he asked himself whether he really had no intention of killing Lin Xing just now, or even thought about it.
Luo Haoran couldn't help shouting: "Did you admit the wrong person? You and I met for the first time today. We have never had any enmity in the past. Why do I want to kill you? I don't even know who you are. This is a conspiracy."
Misunderstand!"
Lin Xing said: "How do I know why you want to kill me?"
"But I have seen too many criminals like you, and you will never admit it until the last moment."
For the first time in his life, Luo Haoran felt the aggrieved feeling of being wronged. The fifteen flying swords under his command all screamed continuously.
"Little thief, do you really think I'm not your opponent?"
Luo Haoran was seen holding the sword technique in his hand, and a picture containing a strange sword formation appeared behind him.
At the same time, the fifteen flying swords transformed into a sword formation surrounding him, exuding earth-shattering awe-inspiring sword intent.
"Little thief, do you recognize this formation?"
Lin Xing looked at the sword formation set up by the opponent. As soon as he thought, one hundred and two sword lights were already heading towards Luo Haoran to kill him.
After completing the image of the Heavenly God's Light Sword, Lin Xing can now not only wield the sword of all things, but also be able to condense the light of the sword to kill enemies.
Compared with Jianguang and Yujianwuwu, both have their own merits.
Although the lethality is not as good as using a physical sword, the speed of the sword itself is extremely fast, far exceeding that of ordinary flying swords, making it extremely difficult to defend between attacks and kills.
In addition, after cultivating the Heavenly God's Light Sword, Lin Xing felt the sword light emitted by him, and his sword intention seemed to have simple wisdom.
If in the past he commanded the flying sword and could let the flying sword fight automatically through the Tianxing Sword Domain, now he can not only let the flying sword, sword light, and sword intention fight on its own, but he can also issue some simple commands.
For example, if he ordered Luo Haoran to be surrounded and killed at this moment, even if Bai Yiyi or others rushed into the sword formation, the sword light would not attack on its own.
He can also use his sword light to do different things. For example, he can use fifty sword lights to surround his opponent, thirty sword lights to protect himself, and twenty sword lights to stand still.
Lin Xing even felt that he could use one hundred and two sword rays to deal with one hundred and two different opponents.
This is something Lin Xing could never do in the past.
This also allowed Lin Xing to grasp and control the battle situation more delicately and with greater ease.