Seeing that the equipment had no effect, Situ Zhao reacted very quickly.
"Dragon Shadow Step!"
He was out of Lin Jichen's attack range in an instant. Just when Lin Jichen was about to catch up, Situ Zhao showed a cunning smile.
He turned his back to gather his magic power, turned around suddenly, and struck down with his fist like a red-flaming meteor!
Only a deafening explosion was heard, and dozens of water columns hundreds of meters high burst from the nearby river!
"Fire Dragon Demonic Fist!"
Lin Jichen really didn't expect this punch. It was so powerful that it was like a high-speed giant truck hitting him.
"Armor of Thunder!"
Lin Jichen only had time to use a thunder shield.
However, Situ Zhao's punch was so terrifying that the lightning shield was shattered and exploded by the force of the punch.
When the lightning shattered, Lin Jichen was blown away by a punch, his thunder shield exploded completely, and there was a dented punch mark on his chest, causing him to vomit blood three times in a row.
"-18000! Trigger internal injury effect!"
"Internal injury: 1% of total blood volume is lost every second, lasting 5 seconds."
Lin Jichen almost fell back to the edge of the ring before he could stop. Even so, he was in a very embarrassed state at this time, his clothes were torn and he was covered in blood.
Thousands of qi and blood kept coming out of my head.
"Damn, this guy's magical skills are absolutely heavenly."
Lin Jichen spat out blood, looked down at the wound on his chest, and smiled bitterly in his heart.
He has top-grade skills, and Mo Shaoku also has top-grade skills, let alone a "renminbi" player like Situ Zhao.
Lin Jichen rarely found himself in such a miserable state, but today he did.
All players watched this scene with lingering fear.
Even the top player in Bahuang was beaten so badly, and other players must have died dozens of times.
These NPC disciples are really too perverted!
After Situ Zhao was injured, he seemed to be enraged. After a successful attack, his figure flew away, and only the afterimage could be seen on the ring.
Situ Zhao jumped up high, looking down at Lin Jichen, his hands intertwined in the void to form seals, and a seal condensed in his hands.
Then, a sudden click!
"Dragon Soul Suppression!"
boom!
In the ten-foot area centered on Lin Jichen, a phantom of the seal suddenly appeared, and in the phantom, there seemed to be dragon roars.
The airflow in mid-air burned violently under the pressure, and the entire sky was dyed fiery red and spread!
Lin Jichen was as small as an ant in front of this looming dragon soul, with countless flames burning all over his body.
Bo! Bo! Bo!
The seals from the sky pressed down three times in a row, and Lin Jichen's shoulders seemed to be pressing down on a mountain, forcing him to bend down, kneel down, and surrender.
Lin Jichen's back gradually bent under the strong pressure, and the ground beneath his feet sank deeply.
But Lin Jichen's back only stooped for a moment, then straightened again!
However, as soon as he straightened his back, the pressure on him became even greater!
As if the dragon soul in the seal had been despised, he vowed to make Lin Jichen kneel down to it.
"-9000!-9200!-9350!"
In fact, if you obey the power of this seal and kneel down, the damage you will suffer will be much less.
But Lin Jichen was unwilling to bow his head at all and resisted the huge pressure. However, this also caused him to suffer a lot, with his skin and flesh torn open and blood gushing out like a fountain.
Many female spectators couldn't bear to witness this tragic scene and closed their eyes.
Situ Zhao sneered and said, "You are quite a tough guy."
Lin Jichen raised his head proudly, also showed a smile, and said loudly: "My master told me that the path of swordsmanship is like the sword itself. When you show your sharp edge, you are not afraid of the power of God!"
"The sword bends and the heart breaks! The broken sword collapses before the sky!"
"You want me to surrender just because of the Dragon Soul Seal? I'm dreaming!"
Lin Jichen's domineering words echoed throughout the world, as if he was making an oath to the gods and Buddhas.
Countless monks were touched.
Many elders of the sect sighed: "If this son does not die young, his achievements in the future will be limitless!"
Lin Jichen's words are still echoing in the ears of all the disciples on the Sword Sect's territory.
The sword bends and the heart breaks! The broken sword collapses before the sky!
This is the heart of swordsmanship that Lin Jichen, a newcomer who has just started, has understood? It is far more than the old people like them who have been practicing for decades.
"Master, your disciple really impresses me more and more." Nangong Wu Fuxu said with a smile.
Leng Feiyan said nothing, but looked at the somewhat miserable figure on the stage, his beautiful eyes sparkling, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Her disciple has never let her down!
Behind him, Chen Yuan stared blankly at Lin Jichen, his heart agitated.
Is this the reason why the gap between him and Lin Jichen is getting wider and wider?
He had always thought that Bahuang was just a game, his sword was just a weapon, and the so-called swordsmanship was just nonsense in the game.
He has never felt that swordsmanship is any different from other professions.
Not just him, almost all players think so.
But Lin Jichen seems to be completely different. He doesn't seem to regard "Bahuang" as a game at all. He seems to be completely immersed in the game world.
It's like an actor who is immersed in the role he plays. Even after the filming is over, he can't help but still play the role diligently.
Some people think that Lin Jichen is so involved in the drama that he goes crazy, but others think that this may be the reason why Lin Jichen can surpass all players.
Situ Zhao seemed to be very disdainful of Lin Jichen's words.
"All characters are based on strength. In the face of absolute strength, your Taoist mentality is ridiculous. Remember, only the strong are worthy of standing, and you are not worthy at all!"
After Situ Zhao finished speaking, he suddenly jumped down, his sleeves flying, his fists like stars, and with unmatched power, he hit Lin Jichen on the ground!
"Dragon fist blast!"
Both fists fell, fighting hard with all his strength, setting off a storm of airflow, with the potential to strangle everything!
Lin Jichen looked at the sky calmly, even though he was covered in blood, he had no intention of flinching.
"Shadow Strike!"
Before Situ Zhaoquanjin arrived, Lin Jichen turned into five shadows and dispersed at the same time.
After making a simple judgment, Situ Zhao quickly aimed at the most likely shadow and killed it!
‘Lin Jichen’ was directly killed!
However, Situ Zhao knew that he had guessed wrong the moment he touched Lin Jichen.
The other four shadows were dispatched at the same time!
Swish, swish, swish!
The four shadows swung their swords together, hitting the last four flaws in Situ Zhao's body!
"-70000!"
ah!
Situ Zhao let out a cry of pain.
The wounds on his body were like a flood bursting from a dam, with four pillars of blood spurting out.
Clang!
Lin Jichen revealed his true form, and the Qingming Sword was raised and swung out!
"Phoenix Feather!"
22 feather sword energy shot out, Situ Zhao reacted quickly, the ring in his hand lit up with two golden lights, and several shields were blocked in front of him.
All the feather sword energy was canceled out.
Phoenix Feather, who had always been invincible, suffered a defeat at this time.
Lin Jichen thought to himself that it was a pity and had no choice but to retreat first.
How could Situ Zhao let him go in his rage? His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his pupils stared at Lin Jichen like a wild beast.
Lin Jichen only felt that he seemed to be locked by the other party's consciousness.
