The fierce sword intent swung away, Lin Tian withdrew the long sword and kicked Mo Kong on the waist.
With a bang, Mo Kong flew upside down, flipped several times in the air, and barely managed to stabilize his body. When he landed on the ground, staring at Lin Tian, Mo Kong's face turned gloomy.
Holding a long sword, Lin Tian stood on the high platform and looked at everyone indifferently.
"come together!"
He said coldly.
The black hair danced lightly on his forehead. At this moment, he stood there like an immortal sword god.
The hearts of many of the disciples watching the battle were trembling, and they were all frightened by this momentum.
"What a strong gesture!"
"Do you really have to fight twenty-four people by yourself?"
"this……"
Many people were stunned.
In the distance, Mu Qing and Shi Dong stared at Lin Tian's figure, also in a trance.
"This guy."
Su Shu muttered that this was not the first time she had seen Lin Tian's strong posture, but she was still a little frightened at the moment.
After all, there was a pair of twenty-four at this moment, and among them there were three ninth-level body-refining experts.
"If a person wants to fight twenty-four people alone, he is overestimating his own capabilities!"
Lu Sheng snorted coldly.
Behind the rockery not far away, the eyes of several inner disciples shone brightly.
"This Lin Tian is really extraordinary. He can still have such a fighting spirit under such circumstances. What a strong spirit!"
"Unfortunately, courage cannot create miracles."
"So what! Regardless of whether he can enter the inner palace or not, he will win this battle!"
Several people had their hands behind their backs.
…
On the high platform, many of the twenty-four people looked at Lin Tian who was standing alone with a sword.
At this moment, Lin Tian's aura made many people's hearts tremble.
Mo Kong glanced at the crowd and said in a low voice: "It's hard for two fists to defeat four legs. There are many of us, so he is no match! Let's go together!" After saying that, he was the first to rush forward, and with a show of Qianling Sword, he shook out
The sky is filled with swords and swords.
"Do it!"
Rong Xiu said in a deep voice, pressing forward with a spear.
At the same time, Hua Yongchang showed off his advanced martial arts skills and attacked Lin Tian with a long halberd.
As soon as these three people moved, the others immediately started to move.
"boom!"
In an instant, twenty-four strands of powerful and violent true energy surged, and the light of various martial arts intertwined on the high platform.
These people were all at the seventh level of body refining. Dozens of people attacked together, forming an almost airtight attack barrier.
Staring at this scene, many spectators gasped in unison. This attack was simply terrifying. Who could stop it? Looking at the high platform, everyone's eyes fell on Lin Tian involuntarily.
"Can you block it?"
Someone murmured.
Facing this intensive martial arts attack, Lin Tian's eyes looked calm and indifferent.
The next moment, Lin Tian moved, like a bolt of lightning, he rushed directly towards the twenty-four people, as if he did not see the joint attack of the twenty-four people at all.
Such an action made everyone change their color.
"Is he crazy!"
someone shouted.
Not only the spectators, but also Mu Qing and Shi Dong were moved. Judging from their cultivation at the peak of the Divine Vein Realm, Lin Tian's action was undoubtedly irrational.
Intense martial arts lights spread one after another, and in an instant they met Lin Tian who rushed forward.
Many people stared at this scene, their eyes widened.
"Whoosh!"
A ray of light flashed, and Lin Tian's speed suddenly increased. Facing the dense sword light, his body flashed through the gap of the sword light and rushed directly into the twenty-four people.
"this……"
"How did he avoid such intensive martial arts attacks?"
"impossible?"
Many people's eyes were opened. Twenty-four people attacked and killed with the power of martial arts at the same time. The attack light screen formed was almost unshakable. However, Lin Tian rushed into the circle of twenty-four people from the gap between these intensive attacks.
, what kind of keen judgment and what kind of terrifying speed is required to do this?
Among the twenty-four people, most of the disciples were as horrified as many of the spectators.
At this moment, Lin Tian had already forced himself in front of one of them.
This was a disciple at the seventh level of body refining. When he saw Lin Tian appearing in front of him, his expression suddenly changed, and he struck hard at Lin Tian with the long sword in his hand.
Lin Tian had no expression on his face, turned sideways and swung out his fist with his left hand.
There was a bang, followed by a scream, and the man's figure was punched away. He rolled directly off the high platform and fell to the ground sprawled, unable to stand up for a while.
"So strong!"
Some spectators exclaimed.
He rushed into a crowd of twenty-four people alone, and actually knocked one person away in an instant. This fighting power really made many people's hearts tremble.
Such a scene naturally moved other people on the high platform.
This power made many disciples tremble.
"Don't get yourself into trouble."
Mo Kong shouted, and as he spoke, he appeared in front of Lin Tian, displaying his Qianling Sword Technique, and slashing down with dense sword light.
Lin Tian's face was expressionless, Tianyi Soul Technique was running, and his perception was enhanced as never before. He keenly captured the trajectory of every cunning sword light and chopped them into pieces one by one with the long sword in his hand.
"you……"
Mo Kong's expression changed. No one has ever been able to deal with the Thousand Spirit Sword technique so calmly.
The sword roar echoed, and the sword in Lin Tian's hand was slashed out.
Mo Kong changed color and quickly raised his long sword to greet him.
The swords met, and with a bang, a strong force came from the sword in Lin Tian's hand, knocking Mo Kong back several steps.
"Don't worry, I will keep you until the end and let you watch with your own eyes as I kick the others down one by one. Then, you will know how stupid and self-righteous everything you have done is."
Lin Tian said indifferently.
"Keng!"
The sound of a sword was heard from behind me, and someone with a broad sword slashed him from behind.
This is an eighth-level body-refining expert with considerable strength and power.
Lin Tian's face was expressionless, as if there were eyes behind him, and he avoided the blow on one side of his body. Immediately, he stretched out his left hand to grab the wrist of the sword-wielding disciple, and pressed it down with slight force. Suddenly, there was a sound of broken bones.
sound.
"ah!"
This disciple let out a scream.
Lin Tian raised his leg and kicked him out.
With a bang, the disciple holding the knife flew away, coughed up blood while still in the air, and fell out of the main arena.
The second person was knocked off the ring!
"Go together!"
Someone shouted.
The one who spoke was Zhao Lin, whose cultivation was at the peak of the eighth level of body refining, ranking sixth in the outer palace.
Immediately, the others responded and all attacked Lin Tian.
Intensive attacks came together, with fist shadows, leg strength, sword light, sword light, spear skills, halberd skills, and various martial arts lights emerging one after another, pressing against Lin Tian at the same time.
Facing this attack, Lin Tian's expression was very calm. Tianyi Soul Technique started to operate, and his perception became extremely sharp. After that, he moved with two steps, like a light among the twenty-two people.
Flashing.
"Keng!"
The piercing sword cry sounded, Lin Tian raised the long sword in his hand, and the sword of destruction swept out.
"ah!"
"ah!"
"ah!"
Screams rang out one after another, and bits of blood mist floated in the air.
Lin Tian had already practiced the Jingfeng Sword Technique to the Dacheng state. At this moment, he used the ninth level of body refining to perform the first form of the Sword of Destruction. He even showed the powerful power of this martial art, causing three people to be killed in an instant.
Lost combat effectiveness.
Feeling this terrifying sword intent, many people were moved.
"Shocking Wind Sword Technique? He actually practiced this set of martial arts!"
Some inner disciples frowned.
The Jingfeng Sword Technique is notoriously difficult to practice. No one in the martial arts family has chosen this martial arts technique for several years. Several inner palace disciples never thought that Lin Tian would choose this martial arts technique and have already mastered it to such an extraordinary level.
degree.
On the high platform, after Lin Tian slashed out the Sword of Destruction, he did not stop. After swinging away Rong Xiu's spear, he avoided Hua Yongchang's sweeping black halberd, made a fist with his left hand, and swung out with one blow.
"fire punch!"
He said coldly.
In an instant, eighteen flaming fist shadows appeared and struck in all directions.
"Little tricks!"
Mo Kong shouted.
The Thousand Spirits Saber slashed with light and pressed towards the eighteen fire fists.
At this moment, Lin Tian's figure appeared in front of him and kicked him out.
Mo Kong changed color and hurriedly raised the long knife across his chest.
Lin Tian's right leg was placed on the blade, and Mo Kong felt a strong force like a mountain and sea coming in. The strong force was transmitted to him along the blade, knocking it away with a bang.
Then, frightened screams sounded almost simultaneously.
Someone was hit by the fire fist blasted by Lin Tian, and the powerful flames from the true energy ignited the person's clothes, turning the person into a torch in the blink of an eye.
The man yelled in panic, but he accidentally stepped on the air and fell from the main ring.
"what a shame!"
Some spectators despised the situation. Dozens of people worked together to besiege one person, but it turned out to be so unbearable.
When everyone's eyes fell on Lin Tian again, their eyes couldn't help but become awed, especially the many freshmen, whose faces were full of admiration.
Fighting against twenty-four people alone, and defeating six of them in the blink of an eye, how powerful is this!
"This little guy is really interesting!"
In the distance, Shi Dong smiled.
Mu Qing nodded with a smile on his face. He looked at Lin Tian on the main stage and became more and more satisfied.
On the main stage, Lin Tian didn't stop after kicking Mo Kong away. He moved his steps and slashed at the other person next to him with the long sword in his hand. With a clang, the person's weapon was knocked away by Lin Tian and he was hit hard in the abdomen.
After punching Lin Tian, he immediately fell limply to the ground, his cheeks twisted in pain.
Lin Tian didn't even look at the man, he raised his leg and kicked him out of the main ring.
On the main stage, everyone else's expressions turned ugly.
Only half an hour had passed. Twenty-four people besieged Lin Tian together, but at this moment, seven of them were defeated!
Lin Tianli stood in the middle of the seventeen people, his clothes were dancing lightly, and he was calm and composed.
"It's still early, let's take our time."
He said calmly.
Such an attitude and such words immediately changed the color of these people.
"Arrogant!"
"Arrogant!"
Rong Xiu and Hua Yongchang shouted one after another.
At the same time, more than ten other people also showed angry expressions.
"Let's go together!"
"Knock him down!"
"No need to show mercy!"
Many people shouted.
The people who can stand here are all elites in the foreign government, and they are all talents, and talents are naturally very proud. At this moment, they surrounded one person, but the other party had such an attitude, completely looking down on them, and did not regard them at all.
Putting it in their eyes naturally made these people angry.
"boom!"
In an instant, more than a dozen people erupted at the same time, and their powerful true energy filled the entire main arena.
Facing this power, Lin Tian's expression did not change at all.
Holding a long sword, his clothes rustled against the wind and waves. He was alone, but he was advancing towards a dozen people step by step: "You are not worthy of being my opponent."