There was a loud noise, like thunder shattering the sky. The warriors who retreated to the edge of the compound felt as if their eardrums had been torn, and their whole brains seemed to be pierced by an invisible blade, causing excruciating pain.
Lin Xiao's figure was like a flying crane retreating, his feet repeatedly stepped on the ground, creating ripples like a violent wave. Tiny cracks appeared on the hard floor. The White Bird Sword trembled wildly and made a rapid buzzing sound. The hand holding the sword
He was sore and numb from the shock, and the tiger's mouth seemed to burst. There was an astonishing force that kept impacting. This astonishing force exceeded ten thousand kilograms. Even a black bear would be directly chopped into pieces, but the impact on Lin Xiao's sword did not stop it.
Quickly guided by Lin Xiao, he guided it into the soles of his feet using the horse-riding post and the flying crane step on the water.
"Can the sword cultivation thing be called a sneak attack? It's a pre-emptive strike." Lin Xiao was secretly frightened, but responded calmly. The heat surged all over his body, quickly eliminating the soreness and numbness caused by the powerful impact.
Eliminate, at the same time, Li Ganghao's figure swept like a strong wind, slashed hard with his long sword, and chopped into pieces.
The sword's light was dazzling, and the roaring sound filled my ears.
Lin Xiao immediately dodged, and a sword slashed out from the side like a gust of wind.
The power that Xiaocheng, who had been trained internally, could exceed ten thousand kilograms, was so strong that Lin Xiao knew he could not compare, so he could only resort to guerrilla tactics.
After successfully resisting the internal training with external training, Lin Xiao felt that he was too swollen, as if he was walking on a tightrope and walking on a cliff. But for some reason, waves of tremors kept rising deep in his heart. It was not fear, but excitement.
, originating from the deepest excitement in my heart.
That trembling feeling made Lin Xiao become more concentrated, his muscles tightened, his strength seemed to become more concentrated, and his perception seemed to become more acute, and he could vaguely sense the slight flow of airflow around his body.
Wonderful, wonderful.
Cut, cut, cut!
Li Ganghao held a knife in his hand, clasping the handle of the knife back and forth with both hands. Each knife was not only heavy, but also extremely violent. He cut off everything without any hesitation, causing waves of violent knife winds to roar. Every knife had the feeling that he would try his best not to kill the enemy.
The determination to give up.
"His speed is not as good as mine." Lin Xiao dodged while his eyes were extremely sharp. The opponent's sword skills were astonishingly powerful and very violent. He tried his best with the sword, but the speed was not as good as his own. Of course, the internal training master's
No matter how slow the speed is, it cannot be compared to external forging. The problem is that Lin Xiao is not an ordinary external forging.
He is in the second class.
As early as when he killed Fei Yang, Lin Xiao's speed was close to that of the internal trainer, and now it is much faster.
Without confronting the opponent, he used the Flying Crane Walking Water Step to the extreme, dodging continuously, with a long pulse, and Lin Xiao's breathing was not disordered. He used the Swift Wind Sword Technique continuously, stabbing and slashing from the flank with one sword after another.
The swordsmanship is superb.
"He is just an external trainer, but he can actually compete with Xiaocheng, an internal trainer..." He Mingshan was extremely shocked and couldn't believe it.
He has never heard of any externally trained quasi-warrior who can fight against an internally trained martial artist. No matter how strong the power of external training is, it cannot approach ten thousand catties, but it is not difficult for the power of internal training to exceed ten thousand catties. It is like
A dividing line.
You know, Li Ganghao defeated him not long ago. Doesn't that mean that Lin Xiao is strong enough to compete with him? Or even...better than him?
For a moment, He Mingshan felt a strong sense of trance, as if he was drunk.
"My junior brother..." Fang Qinglei put his hands on his back again, feeling surprised in his heart. He is a martial arts master, and what he has seen and heard is more subtle and unique: "When did you master the Swift Wind Sword Technique and the Flying Crane Water Step to perfection?"
Fang Qinglei was confused inside.
Is that the state of transcendence? Even if it is only a third-rate martial arts, it is still a state of transcendence. How can it be so easy to achieve?
And how long did it take for you to acquire those two martial arts skills? Wouldn’t it be shameful to learn third-rate martial arts?
It is not difficult for him, a great master of martial arts, to master a third-rate martial arts to perfection, but the problem is that Lin Xiao is only eighteen years old and is only a quasi-martial artist through external training.
An externally trained quasi-warrior has accomplished many things that serious warriors and even true warriors cannot do. How subversive of imagination.
"Is this guy born to practice swordsmanship?" Fang Qinglei couldn't help but think: "Or is it that he is incomparable with the inheritance of Tianhe style?"
"So, wouldn't it be possible for Tianhe's body-building skill to be perfected?"
The more he thought about it, the more likely it suddenly seemed. Even if a few days later, Lin Xiao suddenly told himself that Tianhe's body-building skills had become perfect, he would not find it difficult to accept it.
Swinging the sword repeatedly, Lin Xiao felt that the air flow around him became clearer, as if following the White Bird Sword, which invisibly provided the White Bird Sword with a way out, and even gradually formed a boost, making the White Bird Sword move faster.
A few points.
Li Ganghao slashed continuously, straight slash, horizontal slash, diagonal slash, light slash, heavy slash, all kinds of slashes were done with ease. He put all his strength into every slash, and the strength and angle were almost perfect.
"quick!"
"Faster!"
"Even faster!"
Lin Xiao's eyes contracted, and the flow of air around his body became more and more clear. Li Ganghao's straight-knife slash was caused by the flow of air, which Lin Xiao immediately sensed, and reacted instantly to dodge, dodging with meticulous precision.
Stabbing straight with the sword, the sword seemed to blend into the airflow and turned into a wisp of wind.
"Not long ago, I was just mastering the Body Sword Realm for the first time, and now I have mastered the Body Sword Realm to such a profound level." Fang Qinglei's eyes suddenly shrank, unable to contain the horror in his heart.
monster!
Just a little monster.
In the history of the Heaven and Earth Sect, has there ever been such a monster since the founder who opened the Heaven and Earth Sect?
After thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is not. As for the records of the ancestor, there are only a few words. It is impossible to know how amazing it is. After all, they are too far apart.
A strange battle that makes people's scalp numb.
Every sword was so terrifying, as if it could cut off everything, but it could not hit Lin Xiao. Lin Xiao's figure seemed to turn into a ball of air, changing erratically, like the invisible wind, the impermanent clouds, and a wisp of sword.
The light merged into the airflow and turned into a strong wind. One sword after another turned into a wisp of strong wind and flew past, all of them blowing towards Li Ganghao.
"Is this the so-called strongest Ipzan-ryu in the world? Even I, the external foreman, can't kill him." Lin Xiao's voice then rang out, blending into the wind and blowing into Li Ganghao's ears.
Li Ganghao's expression suddenly changed, and he was extremely shocked. Is this an external forging?
Is it really an external forging?
When did the external trainer become so strong that he could fight against a small internal trainer like himself without losing?
Could it be said that Dynasty Martial Arts is really that strong?
Is it stronger than Yi Zhanliu?
How can an external exercise be able to compete with an internal exercise?
Li Ganghao's mood fluctuated instantly, affecting his sword. The moment's pause was immediately sensed and captured by Lin Xiao, and the sword struck like a gust of wind.
One sword followed another, and the swords were connected in a chain, as if wisps of wind were blowing continuously towards Li Ganghao. He lost the opportunity with every move. Li Ganghao reacted quickly and counterattacked immediately, but he was still a step too late.
Even though he is known as the Wind-Slashing Sword, and the sword can erupt with a force exceeding ten thousand kilograms, it still cannot cut off the strong wind created by the sword in Lin Xiao's hand.
The gust of wind was a continuous gust of wind that could not be cut off. If the wind could not be cut off, it would be difficult to withstand the wind-like speed of the sword. Li Ganghao was frightened and took a defensive position.
"This battle has been decided." Fang Qinglei suddenly thought to himself.
Ipzan Ryu is a martial art that advocates attack, and offense is the best defense. When they give up offense and turn to defense, they are in a mess. It can only be said that this person's mastery of Ipzan Ryu is not deep enough.
Fang Qinglei's eyes became distant, and he couldn't help but recall an opponent from back then. He mastered the slashing flow to an astonishing level. In that battle, he tried his best to win the battle.
Unable to hold on for long, Lin Xiao's sword tore a gap and directly stabbed Li Ganghao's hand holding the sword. The astonishing sharpness of the White Bird Sword tore apart instantly, and the strong wind seemed to burst into countless pieces in an instant.
tear, cut, pierce.
The sword kills!
"Dead!" Li Ganghao roared angrily. The ferocity in his heart was aroused. He let Lin Xiao's sword fall on him without dodging. He clenched the long sword with both hands and raised it high. His muscles bulged and his tendons were tense.
The energy in the body surged wildly, and the entire upper body seemed to expand in a circle. The warrior's robe, which was originally a bit wide, immediately tightened, and he devoted all his strength to this sword.
This sword...if it could split a mountain.
A gust of wind flashed in an instant. Li Ganghao raised the knife high and tried his best but failed to cut it down. It was not because he was unwilling to cut it down, but in an instant, a strong internal energy poured out like a torrent breaking a bank, causing
The power of this sword suddenly collapsed like a broken bubble.
I don't know when his neck was pierced by a sword. Li Ganghao raised the long sword high, his arms trembling slightly, and his eyes glared at Lin Xiao, but the depths of his eyes were full of confusion and confusion.
"Facts have proved that it is a problem for Yi Zhanliu to dominate Qingtong Township, let alone the world." Lin Xiao slowly drew out the White Bird Sword and said unhurriedly.
Li Ganghao expressed his dissatisfaction and tried his best to open his eyes wide. His lips trembled and he wanted to say something, but nothing came out. Only blood continued to gush from his throat, and he slowly fell down with endless unwillingness.
The sun shone down, as if Lin Xiao was covered with a layer of battle clothes, the light was dazzling.
On the afternoon of September 23, 669 in the Dayunli calendar, Lin Xiao performed his first internal training, which shocked everyone in the martial arts hall.
"Kill an enemy by leapfrogging, and your score will be increased by 400." There seemed to be a kind of surprise in the old-fashioned voice.
Lin Xiao's hand holding the sword shook unconsciously, and an indescribable ecstasy suddenly surged from his heart.
Four hundred!
The score is directly increased by 400, which is several times higher than when Fei Yang was killed. This is the real fat sheep, the big fat sheep.
Lin Xiao was so excited that he almost laughed out loud.
You need to be calm and composed, and have the demeanor of a master. Now I have killed a person who is a master in training.
I am invincible.
"There is nothing to be proud of." Fang Qinglei suddenly said: "This person has not practiced Yizhanliu enough and has not mastered the essence of Yizhanliu. Otherwise, you will lose this battle."
"I've trained my fellow practitioners, and I've killed them like chickens." Lin Xiao groaned inwardly. Fang Qinglei choked up and his face sank. He couldn't say a word, and he couldn't refute.
Perfection through external training kills small achievements through internal training. This is a fact. How can I refute it?
Indeed, as Lin Xiao said, if the opponent is also perfect in external training, or if Lin Xiao is a small success in internal training, it will be like killing a chicken with one sword.
Although it is true, why do I get so angry when I see him pretending to be a master? The more I think about it, the angrier I get and I really want to beat him up.
"Come on, come on, I will control my cultivation and forge it outside, let's discuss and learn from each other." Fang Qinglei said with ill intentions.
"Hahahaha, Gang Leader He, you have something to do with me. Come on, let's talk outside." Lin Xiao laughed immediately, and quickly called He Mingshan, who was confused in the torture of life, and quickly walked outside the martial arts hall.
The most important part of touching the corpse was abandoned.
I can't afford to offend a martial arts master who talks about controlling his strength. Do I, Lin Wuming, naively believe it? Will I give you a chance to beat me up?