"Marshal Fengtian Camp, you seem to be a swordsman. Let's fight. If you win, your army can leave. I, Lin Ling, will no longer order you from now on. How about that!"
At this moment, Lin Ling finally put away the books in his hands, held the wine bottle, and stood up.
He knew it was time to establish some military authority!
He even knew that in a distant place, Master Akadera Tiger and Senior Eighth Lord Lord were all looking at him!
Therefore, Lin Ling can't let them down!
"If you fight with me, you are the marshal!" Marshal Fengtianying's eyes flashed.
"Afraid?"
Lin Ling floated down the mountain and looked at Marshal Fengtian Camp with contempt: "I am at the second level of the True God, and you are at the fifth level of the True God. You don't dare to compete with each other? How can you talk about being a soldier!"
"I!"
Marshal Fengtianying couldn't refute it!
In fact, he knew that Lin Ling had killed Yu Cheng, and there was no doubt about Yu Cheng's strength, so although he was at a higher level, he was not confident in defeating Lin Ling!
"What a piece of rubbish. Let's do this. I see you are a swordsman, so let's compete in swordsmanship!" Lin Ling said again.
"Just competing in swordsmanship?"
Marshal Fengtianying's eyes lit up. He was not afraid of Lin Ling in the swordsmanship competition. He asked again: "Okay, but Marshal Lin Ling's words should count. If I win, all our military camps will not be under your control?"
"
"When will the words I, Lin Ling, say not count?"
Lin Ling sneered: "Of course, what if you lose?"
"I!"
Marshal Fengtianying found it difficult to answer, which made Lin Ling's eyes full of sarcasm: "How do you become a marshal if you are indecisive, neither good nor bad? Let's do this. If you lose, you can step down from your position as marshal!"
"So cruel!"
Marshal Fengtianying cursed secretly, he just became the marshal!
However, he glanced at Senior Qianji and saw that the latter was silent. He immediately knew that with the support of Senior Qianji, he only needed to defeat Lin Ling, and Lin Ling would never dare to go back on his word!
"Then let's fight!"
A cyan sword appeared in his hand. The sword was as simple as the ancient lake and the quiet pond!
However, a sense of calmness also spreads out. If he can become a marshal, his strength cannot be questioned!
Moreover, after the sword came out, his momentum also changed!
"Looking at the sky, the clouds are moving in all directions, with the sword in hand, I ask the world who is the hero!"
He drew his sword in an instant, and the situation changed!
If a sword comes through the void of the universe!
This sword actually has 30% of the sword's heart!
His ultimate swordsmanship is extremely impressive!
After all, his talent is average and not as good as Yu Cheng, but he can still become a marshal because of his powerful swordsmanship!
And Lin Ling's sword heart is only two to five, not as good as him!
Therefore, it was precisely for this reason that he competed in swordsmanship before!
"Haha, it would be a bit embarrassing if he loses!"
"I'm afraid that not only will he lose his dignity in the Sixth Army Camp, but he will also lose his prestige in the Martial God Camp!"
The other marshals immediately sneered and said.
At this moment, Lin Ling put his hands behind his back and looked at the sword with piercing eyes. The sword was very fast and had the speed of the four realms. Unless he burst out with the Qiankun Transformation, his speed would not be comparable and he would not be able to dodge the sword at all!
"Master Marshal, it will be too late if you don't draw your sword!"
The voice of Marshal Fengtianying was accompanied by the sword coming out!
However, Lin Ling still didn't move!
This made many soldiers' eyes flicker. Could it be that Marshal Lin Ling was so vulnerable?
But at this moment, Lin Ling's sword came out!
He still had his hands behind his back, but the Ba Sing Sword floated up on its own!
The sword pointed at Marshal Fengtian Camp's sword from a distance, and then split into two, and the two split into four, instantly reaching ninety-nine and eighty-one swords!
These swords ended up facing each other, and they actually shot towards the sword of Marshal Fengtianying!
Sonorous!
A crisp sound rang out, and a murderous aura spread everywhere, causing the armor of many soldiers to crack!
But looking at it, what was horrifying was that Lin Ling's eighty-one actually blocked the sword of Marshal Fengtianying!
"In terms of the power of the sword, Lin Ling's sword is not as good as Gufeng's sword. However, he has used the Shura Sword Formation to its limit. The power of the eighty-one swords has not been wasted at all. This kind of control is terrifying.
!" Marshal Qian Jiying frowned, he seemed to have seen something!
"The fallen leaves are rustling, the strong men's blood is hot, the cold wind is like a knife, and the sound of tragic songs is cutting. Even if the horse is riding across the Tianshan Mountains, the long bow is drawn to sweep the library pages."
Marshal Fengtianying sneered and waved his sword like a dance, causing the sky to be filled with sword shadows, and the swords broke through ten realms!
Dense sword shadows enveloped Lin Ling and flew away!
Only by gathering Lin Ling's eighty-one swords could he block Fengtianying Marshal Gu Feng's sword. But if Gu Feng spreads his swords out, it would be difficult for Lin Ling to block them!
After all, if one sword is missing from the eighty-one swords, it will definitely not be able to stop Gu Feng's sword!
However, something terrible happened!
No matter which angle Gu Feng's sword was shot from, he was greeted by eighty-one swords. Those Shura swords protected Lin Ling airtight, as if the swords had become alive!
"How is this possible!"
Seeing this, the marshals exclaimed, what a terrifying control!
And if he wanted to be so watertight, Marshal Lin Ling would probably have to concentrate on controlling the sword!
Their eyes immediately turned to Lin Ling!
Suddenly, he realized that Lin Ling was still standing there. Instead of paying full attention, he took out his books and read them, just like a scholar who was about to take the first prize!
At this time, the army made a sensation!
How indifferent!
How calm!
"Qianlao, why is this happening!"
Even though the marshals are at a higher level than Lin Ling, they still can't understand it at the moment!
In fact, the senior Qianji frowned, and he couldn't understand it, but he had a guess in his heart, but he was not sure!
At this moment, Gu Feng's sword was constantly being used, with 30% of the sword's core hitting Lin Ling, but it had no effect. Lin Ling was like an iron bucket that he couldn't chew down!
Most importantly, Lin Ling resisted easily, which made him furious!
Gradually, his momentum also dimmed!
"Marshal Lin Ling, it seems you can only defend like a turtle!" Gu Feng said sarcastically.
"The fight is over!"
Lin Ling then raised his head and looked at the other party calmly.
"I admit that your sword is very weird, but if you only know how to defend, it won't be convincing!" Gu Feng sneered in reply.
"I'm sorry, I thought you were so powerful at first, but in the end, I didn't even reach 50% of my strength. You were helpless, which made me very disappointed!" Lin Ling shook his head and said helplessly: "Since you said that
I only know how to defend, so let me show you what kendo is!"
Lin Ling closed the book and waved her sleeves!
Whoosh!
Eighty-one swords shot at Gufeng, but Gufeng sneered: "What's the use!"
The eighty-one swords gathered before could only block his sword, so Lin Ling's sword couldn't hurt him!
But just after he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred!
The eighty-one swords changed, the energy of Shura filled the air, and actually began to split!
Eighty-two swords!
Eighty-three swords!
Ninety swords!
Ninety-nine swords!
Gradually it reached one hundred and eight swords!
The third level of Shura Sword Formation!
This made the pupils of the marshals tremble. Eighty-one swords were comparable to 30% of the sword's heart. What if there were one hundred and eight swords?