This is the first level of the Thirteen Swords of Thunder Sword Technique, and now Lin Xuan used them all in one breath. The long sword formed a light curtain in front of him, flowing with green light.
The blood light approached quickly, and before it even made contact, it already made a rumbling sound that made people's eardrums tremble.
Liang Hong was shocked. He had never seen such a weird sword technique. One sword was faster than the other, and the power was constantly superimposed. The blood sword in his hand broke through five or six swords, and the speed had slowed down.
"How is it possible? How could a disciple of the fourth level of Pulse Condensation have such a weird swordsmanship?" Liang Hong was surprised, but so what, he was a full level higher than Lin Xuan, just in terms of spiritual power.
You can crush the opponent to death!
"Open it for me!"
Liang Hong shouted loudly, the blood light on his body became stronger again, and the red sword light could not help but double in size, quickly tearing apart Lin Xuan's defense.
Bang bang bang!
The blood-red sword light was as powerful as breaking bamboo, piercing Lin Xuan's nine defense lines in succession, and met Lin Xuan's tenth sword with a strange light.
Lin Xuan was also shocked. He did not expect that Liang Hong was so strong. It seemed that he could not underestimate anyone, especially the disciples who could join the Shenwei Group.
However, he still has confidence in the Thunder Sword Technique. Each sword strike of this Thunderbolt Sword Technique will add a layer of dark power based on the previous sword. By the time the thirteenth sword is struck, the dark power of the previous twelve swords will be accumulated.
This power is enough to make up for the level gap between him and Liang Hong.
Metals meet and sparks fly.
Liang Hong had already revealed a cruel smile, and the light curtain in front of Lin Xuan was getting weaker and weaker, as if it would break at any time. He finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Although Lin Xuan forced him to use sword skills, he still couldn't stop his attack. Thinking that defeating Lin Xuan would get 300 contribution points, the long sword in his hand couldn't help but speed up a little more.
"Lin Xuan is going to lose." Someone among the disciples watching said, "But being able to force Liang Hong to use his sword skills is enough to be proud of."
"Hmph, it would be unlucky for him to face Liang Hong. In front of Liang Hong, he dares to call himself a fast sword!" the disciple of Shenwei Group attacked.
Lin Xuan's face was solemn, he only had the last three swords left, success or failure depended on this.
He swayed and took the initiative to meet him. The black iron sword was like a swimming dragon, charging towards the blood-red sword with its teeth and claws.
"Oh no! He actually dares to attack. It's life-threatening!" Many disciples looked surprised.
The disciples of the Shenwei Group were also stunned. They couldn't guess Lin Xuan's intentions. In the end, they could only attribute it to wanting to fight desperately.
When Liang Hong saw Lin Xuan taking the initiative to attack, his eyes were full of ridicule.
"What is this, a counterattack before death?" Liang Hong laughed.
Lin Xuan did not answer. His mind was completely integrated into the Thunder Sword Technique. He was fully controlling the power of his whole body and accurately controlling the power of the sword.
"The eleventh sword!" Lin Xuan activated his spiritual power, the long sword stirred, the sword light flew, and collided with the bloody sword.
clang!
The huge force made Lin Xuan's arms numb. He hurriedly activated the Immortality Technique, and green spiritual energy poured into his arms, which relieved the sore and numb feeling.
However, his sword was not without effect. Liang Hong's attack was blocked by his sword and slowed down a bit. At the same time, he became more proficient in the use of thunder swordsmanship.
"There are two more swords!" Lin Xuan clenched the long sword, took basic footwork, and kept moving.
Seeing that his offensive had been mitigated, Liang Hong was furious. With a fierce look in his eyes, he poured all his spiritual energy into the Blood Sword, preparing to kill Lin Xuan with one strike.
Whoosh!
The long sword flew and the air shook. Liang Hong killed him.
Lin Xuan also rushed over, but before anyone arrived, the twelfth sword had already been struck.
"Death!" Liang Hong yelled, swinging the black iron sword away with fierce force, and the cold tip of the sword stabbed Lin Xuan's right chest.
At this critical moment, Lin Xuan's gaze was like a torch, and his person seemed to be integrated into the black iron sword, indistinguishable from each other. This was a wonderful feeling, and under this feeling, Lin Xuan swung the thirteenth sword.
All the power accumulated in the front exploded in this sword. The black iron long sword was like a black lightning, stirring the wind and clouds. A muffled sound of thunder came from the sword body, and the bloody sword light was directly blown away.
Liang Hong felt like he had been struck by lightning. The huge power made him despair. His body was like a piece of dust, swaying under the thunder.
Tick tock, tick tock!
After the bright sword light passed by, Liang Hong bent over in embarrassment, covering his chest with his left hand, and blood continued to gush out.
"Liang, Liang Hong lost..." The members of the Shenwei Group were as dumbfounded as a chicken, and their whole body was stiff. The muscles on their faces twitched unconsciously, and they couldn't accept it for a while.
"I lost, I actually lost!" Liang Hong's eyes were dull. He actually lost to a fourth-level Pulse Condensation disciple, which dealt a serious blow to his confidence.
Lin Xuan stood there with his eyes closed slightly. He was digesting the feeling just now. With the thirteenth sword, he seemed to turn into thunder and lightning. This feeling was very strange.
"Remember that you owe me thirty contribution points." Lin Xuan opened his eyes and said to Liang Hong who was walking away.
"who is the next?"
Hearing this, the faces of the Shenwei group twitched. Even Liang Hong was defeated. The only one among them who could take action was Xing Lifeng, who took the lead.
However, Lin Xuan had no intention of letting them go. Just kidding, one person only has 30 contribution points. Where can I find such fat sheep? So, he stretched out his finger and started to call names.
"You are all not allowed to leave, Lin Xuan looked at the members of the Shenwei Group and said, prepare thirty contribution points and wait for me to pick up the goods!" Lin Xuan said excitedly.
"You, it's you!" Lin Xuan pointed at a disciple of the Divine Power Group and said, "Come over and fight. Don't lose the momentum of the Divine Power Group."
That disciple was ready to die. Even Liang Hong was defeated. He was definitely no match for Lin Xuan, but if he escaped at this time, the Shenwei Group would probably not let him go.
In the end, he was defeated within three moves. Everyone looked at Xing Lifeng. He had the highest cultivation level. Only he could defeat Lin Xuan, otherwise this action would become a joke.
"You've gone too far!" Xing Lifeng said with a cold face.
"Was it too much? Did you, the Shenwei Group, think of going too far when you surrounded me? Did you think of going too far when you sent fifth-level disciples of Pulse Condensation to deal with me? Did you think of going too far when you colluded with the law enforcement team to frame me?"
Lin Xuan sneered: "Are you the only one who can bully others and not allow others to fight back?"
"If you go against the Shenwei Group, there will be no place for you here!" Xing Lifeng snorted coldly.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Lin Xuan pointed his sword diagonally, "Now you have two choices. One is to hand over thirty contribution points obediently, or the other is to be beaten by me and then hand over the contribution points obediently. Which one do you choose?
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"Crazy, too crazy!"
The disciples of the Shenwei Group wanted to go up and fight him, but due to the sect rules, they could only endure it. Now the only one who can defeat Lin Xuan openly and save the defeat is Xing Lifeng.
When the onlookers heard Lin Xuan's words, their faces were full of excitement. None of them were from the Divine Power Group, and many of them had been bullied by the Divine Power Group. Now that someone could make the Divine Power Group suffer, they were naturally happy.
"I will tell you to shut up!" Xing Lifeng slowly walked into the formation, his eyes like daggers, covering Lin Xuan.
"Brother Feng will definitely win!" the disciples of the Shenwei Group roared in a low voice.
"Don't worry, Brother Feng is at the peak of the fifth level of pulse condensation. You won't lose to him. You can crush him to death just by pressing with your spiritual power!"
Xing Lifeng stood in the center of the formation, clenching his hands into fists, and a cold voice gradually sounded: "Take action, I will let you know the strength of the Shenwei Group!"