"Haha, swords have no eyes, not to mention that the nine-ringed golden sword can leave the scars caused by Senior Ao, which is its glory!"
This time, Lao Chen surprisingly did not feel heartbroken about the damage to the Nine-ringed Golden Knife. Instead, he spoke very calmly.
Old Song and Old Jin, who were familiar with him, both looked at him in disbelief.
Sensing the incredible gazes of the two people, Lao Chen said with an unhappy expression: "Why are you two old guys looking at me like that?"
"That's Senior Ao! Even if you want him to leave any traces on your weapons, you can't do it!"
"In the future, I can still brag to my descendants that my nine-ringed golden sword once fought against Bai Yuan in the hands of Senior Ao. Although I was at a disadvantage, it was still extraordinary enough!"
Lao Song and Lao Jin looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes.
If Lao Chen can see clearly, he is naturally the best.
The two of them were afraid that Lao Chen would feel sorry for their nine-ring golden sword afterwards, but now it seems that Lao Chen doesn't feel distressed, but is actually very happy!
"This Lin Xiao's strength is truly terrifying!"
"If it weren't for our Northwest Martial Arts and Senior Ao, the man who carries the cauldron, I'm afraid no one would be able to suppress this guy!"
"With such strength at such a young age, could this guy be a martial arts star?"
Some people were shocked by Lin Xiao's terrifying strength and said in disbelief.
Everyone was silent, not knowing how to evaluate Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao's strength has obviously exceeded everyone's expectations. If it weren't for Ao Changkong, probably none of the great masters present would be qualified to fight against Lin Xiao!
In an inconspicuous corner among the crowd, Mo Qingqiu and Duan Yu were standing together.
"Mo Qingqiu, did you already know that Lin Xiao's strength is so terrifying?"
Duan Yu looked sideways at Mo Qingqiu, his eyes flickering, and he asked in a deep voice.
Mo Qingqiu glanced at her and whispered: "If I had known he was so strong, I would have fucked up the Sword Sect!"
"Senior Ao may not have much chance of winning this battle. After this battle, I will lead the entire Tiangong Pavilion to join the clan alliance!"
As if he had made up his mind, Mo Qingqiu's eyes became firmer.
Duan Yu had known about Mo Qingqiu's plan for a long time, so he was not too shocked.
She nodded and said: "Senior Ao is old after all, and his energy and blood cannot be compared with young people like Lin Xiao."
"Since this battle has been fought to this point, I'm afraid Senior Ao really doesn't have much chance of winning."
"Like you, after this battle, I will lead Yinyu Valley to join the clan alliance. I also hope that Tiangong Pavilion and Yinyu Valley can take care of each other by then!"
Hearing this, Mo Qingqiu glanced at Duan Yu sideways, then nodded and said: "This is natural. With the strength of you and me, if we join the Zongmeng and fight alone, I am afraid that we will not be able to fight on our own after joining the Zongmeng.
One person’s opponent.”
"You and I can work together to ensure that our interests are maximized and we won't end up with nothing in the end!"
Duan Yu nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "That's exactly what it should be."
In another corner, Shen Jian's eyes flickered, and the shock in his eyes could not dissipate for a long time.
He was shocked by Lin Xiao's terrifying strength. Since he became a disciple of Ao Changkong, this was the first time he saw someone able to fight against Ao Changkong for such a long time!
Even if Lin Xiao hadn't deliberately let off steam before, Ao Changkong might have been at a disadvantage!
At some point, Shen Jian clenched his fists tightly, and his nails dug deeply into his palms.
Drops of scarlet blood dripped down his fingers and fell to the ground, making a small sound.