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- Of course Lin Yan was not dead. The moment the man in Tsing Yi struck behind him with a palm strike, he mobilized his mental power. The tombstone tattoo on his arm hidden under his sleeve flashed with light, and he came to the God Burial Space.
As long as the enemy's cultivation is lower than Dongxu, it is impossible to prevent Lin Yan from entering the God Burial Space, unless the opponent also has a heaven-defying existence similar to Lin Yan's "Dingkong" aperture.
"It has been so many days, and my cultivation has finally returned to the Qi gathering state. The injuries this time are really terrifying." Sitting cross-legged in front of the Sword Demon's tomb, Lin Yan murmured to himself, with a wry smile on his lips.
After staying in the God Burial Space for ten full days, Lin Yan restored his cultivation to the first level of Qi Gathering. This time, the injury was too serious.
The burning of Yuan Li caused Lin Yan's cultivation to drop to the Qi Gathering realm. The ensuing zhenqi explosion made him unable to maintain his Qi gathering state and plummeted. If it weren't for the existence of the God Burial Space, he might not even be able to keep his foundation!
"Alas it seems that it will take a lot of time to return to the Huayuan realm!"
Thinking about his previous behavior, Lin Yan did not regret it. Under the explosion of crazy blood magical power, Lin Yan's spirit was countless times more excited than usual, and he was also countless times crazy. So he wants to kill people, he wants to avenge General Dun, and he doesn't want to retreat!
And the God Burial Space is his last trump card, and he is unwilling to expose it unless it is absolutely necessary.
But the result is what it is now.
"Humans, you still can't be impulsive!" Lin Yan felt helpless when he thought that he still couldn't kill the man in black despite risking his life.
He took out a Qi Gathering Pill and threw it into his mouth. The last time he practiced from the first level of Qi Gathering to the Huayuan realm, it seemed to have taken more than a month. This time it will definitely take much less time.
It has to be said that the God Burial Space is truly incredible. Although Lin Yan's cultivation level has not recovered, his injuries have completely recovered within a day, without even a blood scar.
Closing his eyes and continuing to practice, Lin Yan did not worry about the safety of Zhang Deyi and Die Qianya. He had seen Zhang Deyi's super strength, and Die Qianya's final strength was also amazing. Even if the two of them couldn't kill the enemy, there would definitely be no problem in leaving safely.
It¡¯s just that Lin Yan never imagined that Die Qianya could be so terrifying!
And he doesn¡¯t have to worry about the safety of his sister and General Dun. With such a terrifying uncle, who could hurt them?
Lin Yan clearly remembered that the palm Xu Kong used to kill Zhao Kun in the imperial city clearly contained a hint of the secret of "Dharma"!
Because of his own survival, there was no change in his thinking. Lin Yan did not expect that others would think he was dead.
Therefore, Lin Yan is very confident while cultivating in the God Burial Space.
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Wangyue Sect, Wangyue Peak, Zhenwu Hall.
"Xukong, win!" These three words came from the mouth of an elder of the Wangyue Sect, causing a group of spectators to roar.
Because these three words came out of this elder¡¯s mouth for the seventh time.
"Xukong, the core disciple who left the sect ten years ago and has not returned, actually has to compete for the top disciple when he comes back." One of the spectators murmured softly.
"Seven consecutive victories in such an understatement, this person is really unfathomable!" Another person sighed.
The master of Zhuoyun Peak, Zhao Zhengxing, sat aside, paying close attention to the performance of this most outstanding disciple. Xu Kong's performance is outstanding, really outstanding.
"Chen Shuiling, the eighth competition is up to you!" The elder referee spoke again.
"Yes!" A woman in purple clothes stepped out. The woman's skin is like snow, her grace is beautiful, there is a touch of autumn between her brows, and her face is delicate.
"Senior Brother Xu Kong, please enlighten me." Chen Shuiling said softly with a smile on her cheeks.
"You're welcome!" Xu Kong's expression was as usual, with no unnecessary expression because the eighth person was a woman.
Drink blood, take out the sheath!
A touch of blood, a startling glance.
Blood Drinking, the sword lives up to its name, the edge of the sword is as red as blood, murderous intent overflows, and a gloomy sharp aura sweeps out from all around. The murderous intent in this sharp edge was astonishing, and it exploded with a disgusting bloody aura!
Thirteen Blood-Drinking SwordsSword One!
When the long sword was unsheathed, it looked like a river of blood hanging upside down, with a blood-red cold light blooming. This sword-drawing technique is frightening, the sword shines like a rainbow, and the murderous aura shines through the sword's edge to intimidate people.
"Yunxia!" Chen Shuiling murmured, the long sword in her hand was also unsheathed, a cold light was shocking, and a sharp aura soared into the sky.
Caiyun Sword Technique - Continuous!
Chen Shuiling's Yunxiao Sword just blocked Xu Kong's blood drink, and the huge force made her take seven steps back.
Just when the sword was blocked, Xu Kong's eyesA sharp light flashed in his mind, and there was no trace of pity or pity under his cold face.
"Sword Two!"
He uttered two words softly in his mouth, and without stopping his attack, the long sword slashed down at Chen Shuiling. This strike shocked the wind and clouds, the air stopped flowing, and the sound of the wind was stopped. This sword shocked countless people.
A sword comes from the west, looking down at the sky.
And this is just Xu Kong¡¯s second sword, the Thirteen Blood-Drinking Swords Sword Two!
When this sword fell, Chen Shuiling was unable to resist at all. This was absolute suppression of strength. She could only block by raising her sword. Xu Kong's sword was too fast and too fierce, giving her no chance to counterattack.
The sword breaks!
With only two sword strikes, this core disciple of Wangyue Sect was completely defeated by Xu Kong's long sword.
"Pfft" Chen Shuiling's eyes showed complexity. The sleeve on her right arm suddenly tore open, revealing an arm that looked like a lotus root.
On the slender arm, a hideous wound appeared, and blood was flowing.
The divine sword has a spirit. Once it drinks blood, it will not return to its sheath unless it drinks blood.
"Clang" The blood drink was sheathed, Xu Kong looked at the other party silently, dressed in white clothes without wind, he was still handsome and suave even though he was middle-aged.
"You lost!" Xu Kong's tone was cold, and he didn't show any mercy because the other party was a woman.
Chen Shuiling had a bitter look on her face and walked away helplessly. The difference in strength was too obvious, and there was simply no way around it. If she loses, she loses. She even feels that even the disciple who entered the house cannot force Xu Kong to use his full strength.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Two swords, only two swords, to easily defeat him, which is a great humiliation. But compared to the previous seven people, none of whom could pass the three swords from Xu Kong, Chen Shuiling felt much better.
Xu Kongis a monster!
"The eighth match, Xu Kong wins!" the referee elder shouted again.
Zhao Zhengxing had a smile on his face. Although it was within his expectation, Xu Kong's victory still made him very happy. Because Xu Kong is his disciple and he is the pride of Zhao Zhengxing.
"Ninth match, Ma Jiajun enters!"
Xu Kong¡¯s face remained as usual, and he calmly watched Ma Jiajun walk onto the martial arts test square.
"Brother Xu, please!"
"please!"
Xu Kong showed no mercy, the other party asked him to take action, so why was there any need to show mercy?
Sword One!
The long sword is like a blood-red lightning, shooting out from the scabbard, murderous intent sweeping through it, and the sword's radiance is revealed. It's still Jianyi, it's still this seemingly simple one-step sword-drawing technique, the sword intention is amazing, the sword energy is soaring to the sky!
The sword was ruthless, and Xu Kong's sword strike was just like the previous seven times, crisp and sharp.
"Clang!" Ma Jiajun's sword is not an ordinary sword. He can become the core disciple of Wangyue Sect. Which one is a mortal? But when they met Xu Kong, who was comparable to a monster, they could only end in tragedy.
The crossbar of the long sword in Ma Jiajun's hand stopped Xu Kong's sword strike. The two long swords struck each other with a loud sound.
Sword Two!
Ma Jiajun¡¯s sword is very fast, otherwise it would not be possible to block Xu Kong¡¯s sword 1, but Xu Kong¡¯s sword is faster! Jian Er took action, the sharp sword wind swept across and slashed down diagonally.
quick! allow! ruthless!
"Pfft" A slit was pulled out on Ma Jiajun's sleeve, but he was not an ordinary person. Xu Kong slashed with his sword, and he actually took advantage of this opportunity to quickly draw out his sword.
The sword moves the galaxy!
The move is a big move, a sure-kill move, fierce and ruthless.
Xu Kong had a smile on his lips. This smile was very disdainful! Even if the opponent seizes the opportunity, even if the opponent's sword is fast, they can't escape Xu Kong's mental capture.
With the mental power suppressed, in Xu Kong¡¯s eyes, Ma Jiajun¡¯s sword was infinitely slowed down and shown in slow motion. How could it possibly hurt Xu Kong?
Wrong body!
In a flash, Xu Kong's movements were like wind, lightning, and lightning speed, and he instantly avoided this seemingly surging and fatal blow. Then, with Ma Jiajun's horrified look on his face, Xu Kong drew his sword again.
Three swords!
He only used two swords to deal with Chen Shuiling, and defeated the opponent with just two swords. At this moment, Xu Kong had already used his third sword against Ma Jiajun.
Thirteen Blood-Drinking SwordsThree Swords.
As soon as the Three Swords came out, Xu Kong's whole temperament changed. This was an absolute suppression, a kind of overwhelming coercion!
Ma Jiajun is a monk who can lead the gods to the eighth level, but Xu Kong's sword has already given him the feeling of not being weaker than his own full blow. You know, this is just an understatement from Xu Kong.?
The most important thing is that the timing chosen by Xu Kong is extremely precise. Originally, Ma Jiajun thought of giving Xu Kong a fatal blow when his old strength had been used up and his new strength had not yet regenerated. However, Xu Kong not only avoided his attack, but also treated him in his own way. .
Xu Kong¡¯s Sword Three was thrown out with all his strength just when Ma Jiajun was unable to put away his sword and turn back!
"Bah!" Xu Kong changed his thrust into a slap, and the sword edge hit Ma Jiajun's waist and ribs hard, deciding the outcome with one blow.
"Crack" Ma Jiajun flew out upside down, a large mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth. The force of Xu Kong's sword was extremely astonishing, and it had already damaged Ma Jiajun's internal organs.
Ma Jiajun, defeated!
The ninth person is defeated!
"In the ninth test, Xu Kong wins." the referee elder shouted.
The smile on Zhao Zhengxing¡¯s face became stronger. The better Xu Kong performed, the more proud he felt. Although he was only Xu Kong's master, he felt towards Xu Kong like a father watching his son grow up.
¡°Once a teacher is always a father, this sentence is not false. Master has taken care of his disciples since childhood, and sometimes the relationship is no less intense than that between father and son.
¡°The last competition, Wu Qingtan, come on!¡± the referee elder ordered.
"Yes!" Wu Qingtan took one step forward and reached the competition stage in a flash.
"Junior Brother Xu, we haven't seen you for a long time!" Wu Qingtan smiled. This smile came from the heart and was not false at all.
"Senior Brother Wu, we haven't seen each other for many years." Xu Kong cupped his fists and saluted. This was the senior brother who took good care of him in the past. He still remembered it.
Being both disciples of Zhuoyun Peak, this senior brother gave Xu Kong some help when he had not yet grown up. Although the help was not much, the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water, and Xu Kong never forgot it!
"Junior brother is bound to win the position of the first disciple, and must go all out. Please forgive me, senior brother!" Xu Kong drew his sword and said solemnly to Wu Qingtan.
"Junior brother, you're welcome!"
"I knew back then that my junior brother was extremely talented. After so many years of separation, I must have left him far behind." Wu Qingtan's smile did not diminish, as if he truly felt that he was no match for Xu Kong.
"Junior brother, take action, let senior brother see your strength!"
Xu Kong nodded, his face as calm as water and his eyes cold.
Sword Two!
By bypassing Sword 1 and directly using Sword 2, in a sense, Wu Qingtan was given a kind of attention and respect.
"What a sword!" Wu Qingtan also used the sword. The sword in his hand came out of its sheath with a dragon's roar, and drew a dazzling arc, which was very stunning.
Dragon game water!
Wu Qingtan¡¯s expression was extremely cautious when he launched the Dragon Song Sword Technique. After watching the first nine competitions, he knew that his junior brother was now astonishingly powerful. The level of terror has completely surpassed his own. He does not seek victory in this battle, only a breakthrough.
The roar of the dragon shook the sky, and many people in the venue frowned, and some even covered their ears with their hands. From this, we can see the grace of Wu Qingtan's dragon roar sword technique.
"Tan'er's strength has also improved a lot." Zhao Zhengxing said with emotion as he sat closely watching the competition between the two people in the field.
In some days, I didn't pay attention to Wu Qingtan. I didn't expect that this son had already entered the realm of attracting God's nine, but it looked like it was just beginning, and the realm was not too stable.
Zhao Zhengxing¡¯s brows furrowed slightly. Wu Qingtan and Xu Kong were both disciples of Zhuoyun Peak. If anyone was injured
But he is the master of a peak after all, and this feeling was wiped out in just an instant. In this world, the jungle is the strongest and the winner is king. You cannot survive by relying on shelter.
The second sword was blocked by Long Yushui's sword technique. Wu Qingtan's expression remained as usual, without any pressure. Just the power of Sword Two was completely acceptable to him.
Playing with dragons and phoenixes!
It was another killing move in the Dragon Song Sword Technique. Wu Qingtan did not hold back against Xu Kong. Anyone with a discerning eye can see how amazing Xu Kong's strength is. Wu Qingtan can see from Xu Kong's previous nine competitions that he is not as good as his opponent!
"Senior brother, to show my respect, I will not use the Three of Swords again!"
"This sword is calledSword Five!"
Xu Kong¡¯s voice was soft, but it was loud throughout the Zhenwu Hall. The message reached the ears of every Wangyue Sect member in the hall, making everyone's eyes light up.
In the past, Lin Yan could defeat the enemy by using Sword Three at most, but this time he actually went beyond Sword Three, or even Sword Four, and directly used Sword Five!
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