The sword energy flew across the sky, the sword light soared into the sky, and the sword power was extremely powerful, sweeping across the heaven and earth in all directions.
Lin Xiao swung his fingers lightly like a sword, and immediately smashed the tiger-shaped fist blasted by the third-level expert in the third level of alchemy. He slashed at the opponent like a broken bamboo, the sword energy collapsed, and an extremely powerful force burst out.
With such power, the opponent was immediately slashed dozens of meters away, his chest and robe were shattered, a sword mark was made deep into his bones and blood dripping from his bones, and the sword energy even invaded his body to cause wanton destruction.
However, Lin Xiao still held back and did not kill the opponent. In fact, he could not kill anyone in Qianlong Ancient City, not even those who were strong in the Dharma Realm. This was a protection mechanism of Qianlong Ancient City.
However, instead of killing people, it is still possible to seriously injure people.
Lin Xiao only used one move to injure the third-level expert in the third realm of alchemy, in order to frighten others. Otherwise, if someone comes to challenge and attack the pavilion from time to time, wouldn't it mean that he will continue to interfere with his own cultivation? You know, Qianlong
The training environment in the ancient city is quite superior, and it is enough to further improve one's strength in a short period of time. This opportunity must not be missed.
If you miss it, you will have to wait another ten years before you can enter again. No one knows what will happen after ten years.
In martial arts training, you have to fight for a long time, but you also have to fight for days and nights.
If you want to live long, you have to seize every opportunity and fight for it day and night.
A sword directly struck the third level of the third level of alchemy. Even though Lin Xiao's aura was only at the ninth level of the second level of alchemy, everyone was shocked.
"He must have hidden his cultivation, otherwise he wouldn't be so strong." Someone secretly guessed, and this was also the speculation of many people.
Excluding those Dharma Realm bosses and Jindan Realm Yuanshen, those who enter the Qianlong Ancient City's Dharma Refining Realm and can reach the third realm are considered very strong. After all, it takes more than just cultivation to break through the heavy pressure of the ancient city gates.
And the level of strength, as well as age factors.
Generally speaking, the younger the age and the higher the cultivation level, the easier it is to break through the city gate and enter the city. On the contrary, some people have very high cultivation level, even beyond the three realms of alchemy, but because they are too old, they simply cannot
If you break through the heavy pressure area at the city gate, you will naturally be unable to enter the city.
A strong man who hides his cultivation and can easily defeat the third level of the third level of alchemy, how can he have the cultivation level of the fifth or even sixth level of the third level of alchemy?
Not to be messed with.
"From Building 80 to Building 88, whoever dares to rob me should not blame me for being ruthless with my sword." Lin Xiao's gaze slowly swept over, his eyes flashing brightly, and his voice resounded in all directions like the sound of a sword, containing extremely tyrannical power.
The power of the sword dominates all directions.
In an instant, everyone felt a terrifying kendo power oppressing their bodies, and they couldn't help but feel palpitations.
Withdrawing the power of the sword, Lin Xiao returned to the second floor of Pavilion No. 88 and continued to comprehend.
The spectators left one after another, and the news spread.
There are risks in grabbing a building. If you don't have enough strength, it's better to behave, so as not to be seriously injured and embarrassed in public.
Perhaps due to Lin Xiao's power, he was not disturbed for the next few days.
Those who are powerful basically already have towers, and most of those who don't have towers are relatively weak.
Outside the east gate of the ancient city, a dusty figure flew over quickly, jumped over the crowd in an instant, and flew towards the city gate without any pause.
At the same time, someone happened to fail to break through the city gate, and the others were quickly flying away, but they were still one step behind, and the dusty man took the lead to cross over, stepping into the ten-meter heavy pressure area.
"That person... seems to be the Sandstorm Swordsman..." Someone with sharp eyes seemed to see the dusty figure clearly and exclaimed.
"The genius ranked thirty-eighth on the Hidden Dragon List?"
"His speed is faster than ten years ago." A white-haired expert in the fourth level of alchemy narrowed his eyes and said.
"The Qianlong Tianjiao are extremely talented. After ten years, their cultivation and strength must have improved greatly. The only difference is that some people have improved more and some have improved less."
"I heard that there is a newly rising genius who defeated the Qianlong Tianjiao. I believe that this Qianlong Fight will be more exciting than the last one."
The sandstorm swordsman was so fast that he ignored the heavy pressure at the city gate, flew past in an instant, escaped into the city gate, and entered the ancient city directly.
Entering the city, the cold and stern eyes of the sandstorm swordsman dressed in dusty clothes flashed past, and he swept across the pavilions in an instant.
"It took us twenty days to arrive. Now there are only ten days left. All the pavilions have been occupied. For now, we can only snatch one pavilion and use the power of Qianlong Ancient City to complete the final breakthrough." Sandstorm Swordsman.
He whispered to himself, and immediately, a cold smile appeared on his face: "Then let's see who will be the unlucky guy."
As he finished speaking, the Sandstorm Swordsman passed by. He was looking for a pavilion. Any pavilion would do, but he had a habit of choosing randomly.
The Sandstorm Swordsman was extremely fast, flying past in an instant and then suddenly stopping.
"This is it." The Sandstorm Swordsman glanced over and immediately landed on a pavilion: "No. 88, this number is exactly the same as my age. It is very auspicious. I... like it very much."
After the words fell, the sandstorm swordsman raised his palm like a knife and slashed out in the air. As if there was a whistling wind and rolling dust, a yellow-brown sword light suddenly burst out and slashed out across the air. It instantly became ten meters in size, carrying a terrifying
The extreme power directly struck the shield formed by the power of the formation in Pavilion No. 88.
The pavilion's formation shield vibrated violently in an instant, sending out heavy ripples and crackling sounds. It could not hold up for a breath before it suddenly collapsed, and the pavilion was exposed to the air.
"Who is that?"
"It cuts through the formation shield with one strike. It's so powerful."
Many people were shocked.
The power of the formation shield in the pavilion can be broken, but the ordinary three realms of refining cannot be broken with one blow. However, this person just used his hand to make a knife and broke the power of the formation shield, which shows his strength.
Extraordinary and extremely tyrannical.
You know, he is carrying a long sword on his back, but it has not been unsheathed yet.
"He seems to be the Sandstorm Swordsman from the Evil Sword Sect." Someone recognized this person's identity and exclaimed.
"The thirty-eighth genius on the Hidden Dragon List!"
More people were shocked.
It stands to reason that Qianlong Ancient City has been open for twenty days now, and all the Qianlong Prodigies should have entered the city. Unexpectedly, there are still people who have just arrived, and they are relatively high-ranking sandstorm swordsmen.
There are ninety-nine places on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, and number thirty-eight is enough to be considered a higher ranking.
More and more people are entering the ancient city, and the number has already exceeded 1,200, or even more than 3,000. Many people cannot live in the pavilions and can only stay outside the pavilions to find a place to meditate and practice.
It's naturally much worse than inside the pavilion, but it's much better than outside the ancient city.
The sandstorm swordsman slashed through the formation shield of the pavilion with one blow, and more people heard the sound and came to watch.
Lin Xiao, who was studying the rules of the stars in the pavilion, was also startled again. His eyes opened and a flash of anger flashed through his eyes.
Anyone who is disturbed in the state of enlightenment will feel unhappy. People with a relatively big temper will immediately violently kill people. Last time, Lin Xiao stopped his enlightenment, and then the formation shield of the pavilion was attacked, so it was not considered to be disturbed.
, Lin Xiao didn't feel very annoyed, but it was different now.
Without any movement, Lin Xiao suddenly appeared outside the pavilion. His face was as cold as cold iron, and his eyes shone with cold light as they fell on the sandstorm swordsman.
"I want this building." The face of the Sandstorm Swordsman seemed to be covered with wind and frost, his expression was indifferent. His eyes just glanced at Lin Xiao, and found that he was not someone he knew, nor was he a genius on the Qianlong List. He seemed very strange.
Being young, I didn’t take it seriously.
As a Qianlong Tianjiao, and one who ranks relatively high in the rankings, Sandstorm Swordsman has his own pride. It’s not that Qianlong Tianjiao doesn’t like him, he doesn’t even look down on those Qianlong Tianjiao who are ranked lower.
It's because his background is inferior to the top ten forces.
After the words fell, the Sandstorm Swordsman did not take action against Lin Xiao, but ignored him. In a flash, he headed towards the pavilion. When he was about to pass by Lin Xiao, his hair suddenly counted down, and a wave of
A sense of horror rose from deep within my heart, as if it was about to explode.
Without hesitation, the Sandstorm Swordsman immediately dodged and unsheathed the long sword behind him. The sword flashed, and there was a sound of gold and iron, and an extremely tyrannical force struck across, carrying a domineering and fierce power.
Lin Xiao drew his sword and defeated the sandstorm swordsman with one strike.
"Who are you?" The Sandstorm Swordsman flew dozens of meters away, the long knife in his hand trembling slightly. On his wind-covered face, a pair of sharp eyes were like a blade sweeping across Lin Xiao's face, as if he wanted to kill Lin Xiao.
Xiao saw it through and spoke at the same time, asking in a hoarse voice.
Lin Xiao did not reply. He unsheathed the sword at his waist and flew across the sky like a bolt of thunder. He was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning piercing the sky towards the sandstorm swordsman.
"Sword Controlling, you are a disciple of the Sword Controlling Sect." The sandstorm swordsman's eyes narrowed, and he immediately drew out his sword. The wind and sand rolled, and the sword energy was violent. He immediately blocked Lin Xiao's sword control blow, and then the sand and dust rolled into a ten-meter line.
The meter-long sword slashed across the sky, and the power of the sword was extremely powerful. Lin Xiao felt that the sky was full of sand and dust, blowing in with extreme violence, as if it was about to sweep him away. The sword light slashed across the sky, and it was even more powerful.
, cut off everything.
"The tenth level of the third level of refining the law!"
At this moment, the Sandstorm Swordsman showed all his abilities and was extremely tyrannical.
Lin Xiao was surprised by the opponent's superb cultivation. At the same time, he raised the Sky Mirror Sword high and then chopped it down.
One sword can cut through everything and cut off everything. Even if you are only at the ninth level of the second realm of alchemy, you can still cut through an extremely powerful sword.
The sand and dust were split open, the sword light and the sword light collided, both of them collapsed, and the electric sword shot across the air like thunder in the sky.
"The ninth level of the second level of alchemy?" The sandstorm swordsman blocked the attack of the lightning sword, and frowned at the same time. How could he block his sword with the cultivation of the ninth level of the second level of alchemy? He must have hidden his cultivation by some means.