A Niang said to be careful of those fairies!

So he tried to use his new understanding and secretly accumulated sword power while observing.

To put it simply, the sword force is a majestic divine will that is like a wave, overwhelming and oppressive. Therefore, he wanted to skip the process of sword dancing and directly began to condense the huge sword intent in secret.

The female puppeteer couldn't understand it. She only saw that the young man killed a strong disciple with a casual sword. He was so powerful that it was hard to understand. However, the female assassin could see clearly his strength.

She is good at using daggers, which are actually another type of short sword or short knife, and also involve the cultivation of sword and knife skills. From her eyes, she could intuitively see that the young man was like an ancient ferocious beast lying on his body, with his breathing rising and falling, and every time he showed his fangs, he could crush a strong man with great momentum.

In mid-air, the supervisors monitored the overall situation. Although the fighting among the Qi Refining disciples was as boring to them as chickens pecking at each other, panning for gold in the sand was one of the few pleasures.

Soon they noticed Lin Xuan. The Purple Mansion stage disciples nodded secretly and thought shamelessly that this boy had the style they had in their past. They also thought that they had discovered the highlight of this mission. The four Jindan stage elders looked deeper and smelled a strong breath of sword intent.

"At such a young age, he has already mastered the swordsmanship, and seems to have comprehended and mastered some kind of essence. His sword moves always seem inconsistent. Could it be that he has jumped out of the original framework and directly attacked the core of intention and momentum?"

"That should be the case. His moves are not smooth. It should be because he has just realized it not long ago."

"What a genius! His magical power fluctuations also feel familiar. I seem to have seen him somewhere before."

"He is so young, but he has already reached the eighth level of Qi Refining. He has first-rate talent and comprehension. Why wasn't he directly admitted into the inner sect?" An elder asked after seeing Lin Xuan's age and cultivation level.

"Xu, he is the Third Elder's child. The Third Elder has his own intentions, so we won't speculate."

"Oh, I see. That's not surprising. It looks like the Third Elder has a good child."

Several elders in the Jindan stage communicated with each other, and the disciples who were carrying out the mission also looked at each other in different ways, leaving an impression in their hearts. At this time, a new situation emerged. Several camps selected several masters to hunt down the young man.

"Have we been discovered?" Lin Xuan raised his eyes slightly. There were four more enemies he was facing directly, two at the ninth level of Qi Refining and two at the eighth level of Qi Refining. It seemed that the secondary hilltop outside Xiangcaiyun had gotten involved.

After all, Wanlin Mountain was originally in a relatively weak position as an outer sect, and there was no one else who had reached the ninth level of Qi Refining except Wanlin himself. The only way was for other mountains to intervene and interfere with the power of the mountain.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I originally thought that Fairy Ling's deputy was the weakest, but I didn't expect that there was a great master like you hiding there. It's a pity that you can't keep your composure." A male cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining with bangs covering one eye joked.

"Did you try to hide your abilities during the outer sect competition last year? You were nowhere near as good as you are today."

Lin Xuan did not answer him. There were four new enemies, one man and three women, a total of six people including the female puppeteer and the female assassin. The lineup was very luxurious. And what kind of unknown methods did the new four people have?

He wiped the spirit sword and thought that if he defeated these six people, it would most likely alert the entire camps of the other several people, right?

"Little brother, you are very handsome, but unfortunately you are too popular. I can only ask you to go out first. If you don't mind, I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with you and have an in-depth exchange. How about it?" Another female cultivator who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining smiled sweetly and a flute appeared in her hand.

The male disciple at the ninth level of Qi Refining is a beastmaster. Two dog-like monsters appeared beside him. They were huge in size, two or three times the size of an ordinary man, and their eyes were shining with wisdom.

The disciple he defeated just now was from other camps. Maybe he attracted attention because he attacked too many times?

In the distant corner, Ling Huaiyin and Xiang Caiyun were fighting each other with combat methods, spells, and magic weapons. After noticing Lin Xuan's condition, a trace of anxiety flashed across Ling Huaiyin's face.

Seeing this, Xiang Caiyun sneered and stepped up her attack, saying in a strange voice, "I told you to stop me from saving my face two years ago. Now your lover is leaving, so I can't help you."

"Do you think you can be the final winner? You must be exhausted to form such a ragtag army, right?" Ling Huaiyin said sarcastically. In fact, she was not worried about Lin Xuan's defeat.

How could a mere six people, who couldn't even gather a tenth-level Qi Refining cultivator, defeat a twelfth-level physical cultivator? She was just worried that her trump card would be exposed in advance and attract everyone to attack her.

"You!" Xiang Caiyun's face froze, and he was so angry that he used his ultimate killing move, summoning two flaming snakes to kill Ling Huaiyin.

Chapter 87 Don’t come over here!

Awoo! Awoo! Roar! The two huge canine monsters howled towards the sky. Miraculously, the roar did not spread in all directions, but was forced into a line of sound that only hit Lin Xuan!

He suddenly felt dizzy, and at the same time, the Qi and blood in his body were stimulated to resonate and vibrate. The surge of Qi and blood made him feel uncomfortable. He froze in place for a few breaths, but he would be able to get rid of the influence soon.

However, in close combat and the fight between monks, a pause of half a breath would be a huge flaw!

The charming female disciple at the ninth level of Qi Refining, the frivolous and coquettish elder sister, spun the flute on her fingertips in circles and said jokingly, "Goodbye, little brother. If there is a chance, I would like to have a deep exchange with you, hahaha."

She held the flute but not as a musical instrument, but as a short stick, smashing it down on people's heads!

Bang! Lin Xuan was hit hard on the head, leaving a faint red mark on his white forehead.

"Huh? Where's the supervisor?" She suddenly noticed something strange. She was a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and her physical strength was naturally powerful. But when she swung the flute, it didn't trigger the supervisor to lead the loser out of the stage?

Lin Xuan shook his head, his eyes sharp, and suddenly reached back to grab the side and back. A muffled groan was heard in the void. The place where he touched was soft, which was surprising for a moment. It seemed that he did not grab the arm. He swung it hard without any care, and the female assassin was thrown out from her hidden figure.

The difficulty of executing the same move increases exponentially after preparing in advance. The female assassin knows this. However, she had clearly taken advantage of the other person's distraction to attack, so how could she fail?

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the female disciple on the ninth floor retreated several feet away. Now, it was her turn to have a serious expression.

"You haven't tried your best? At this age, you are already at the eighth level of Qi Refining, isn't that all you have?!" The male disciple of the Beastmaster cried out in horror. His inherent concepts, arrogance and pride were shattered after he saw the monster.

He finally understood the meaning of the saying "There are always people better than you"!

"Sister has underestimated you, little brother. You have given me a big surprise! How about this trick?!" The female disciple's eyes changed, becoming extremely sharp. She held the flute across her lips, playing invisible magic sounds.

The devilish sound pierced his ears and froze him. His hands and feet lost control, and his magic power and blood power were all in vain. Lin Xuan tried to resist with his divine power, sword intent flowing, cold light flashing in his eyes, and gradually, it finally took effect!

The sword intent was not only sharp but also heavy, suppressing the piercing demonic sound that bewitched the body! For more than a dozen breaths, during which time, the puppets behind him attacked wildly, and his waist was whipped by the iron whip-like tail of the canine monster. He was also chopped by the flying sword, leaving a shallow cut on his neck, but in the end, no blood was seen, because the sharpness was not good enough.

The two eighth-level Qi Refining masters who were using the art of controlling objects to slash with swords were trembling with fear, and the sight of them just short of making a sharp explosion was terrifying. Why were the supervisor seniors just standing by and watching? Aren’t they afraid that they would not be able to stop themselves and chop off their heads?

They chopped twice, then chopped a few more times with more strength. When they saw that only a few white marks were left, they fell silent. This time they became terrified. How could this boy's physique be so strong that even the spirit sword couldn't cut that delicate neck? !

Lin Xuan felt a chill on his neck. He felt very uncomfortable as the sharp sword touched his neck.

Bang! The huge claws slapped his face, unable to tear the tender skin, but pressed him to the ground. The two big dogs attacked and trampled on him frantically. Gradually, Lin Xuan completed the suppression of his body with the sword intent and resisted the interference of the magic sound.

"Have you had enough of the trouble?" Lin Xuan wiped the mud off the surface of his face, which was hit by the big dogs' claws. A little bit of blood leaked out, and his eyes were fierce. The two big dogs that were waving their front paws wildly were suddenly extremely frightened.

"Woo!" They instantly tucked their tails between their legs and lay on the ground, making whimpering and groaning sounds. Lin Xuan picked up the magic sword and hit the dogs' heads hard twice. Seeing this, the supervisor took action and removed the two monsters.

Monsters are also living creatures. As long as the failure criteria are met, they will take action to clear the area where the battle is to be fought outside the arena.

"Little brother, please have mercy on your sister and be gentle!" The female monk sighed, and the next moment she was punched in the stomach.

"Ugh, cough!" Her bile was about to burst out, and the flesh in her lower abdomen was tightened into a ball due to the pain.

How could a young man know how to be gentle with women? He was very serious. At least for now, the two of them were in a hostile relationship. Showing mercy to the enemy was something that only experienced lovers and playboys liked to do.

Anyway, thank God, she was immediately taken out of the battlefield after being punched, and she was safe!

Two female disciples at the eighth level of Qi Refining who were wielding swords followed closely behind. They were frightened by the unparalleled sword intent and their eyes blurred. They were knocked out of the field cleanly and efficiently. Even after being rescued out of the field, they were still in shock and their necks were cold.

All of a sudden the Beastmaster was isolated and helpless, the original female puppeteer and female assassin fled far away, he was secretly annoyed that he forgot to take action just now, allowing the two girls from the hostile camp to preserve their strength.

After the failed sneak attack, the female puppeteer retreated immediately and came to the side of the female assassin. The female assassin was thrown more than ten feet away. Although she was dizzy and her head was swollen, she was still on the battlefield and retained 60% to 70% of her strength.

However, the two women had already developed a deep psychological trauma, especially the female assassin. No matter how cold and cruel she was before, she became a soft and delicate girl after being dumped. Her lips trembled as she said, "He's like a god of war!"

Witnessing the tragic plight of his companions, the beastmaster immediately restrained his flirtatiousness and flamboyance. Sweat broke out on his forehead, his legs and feet became weak, and he said with a horrified expression: "Eleventh level realm? You, don't come over here!"

He swore that he would never show off again in the first half. You haven't even won yet, why are you in such a hurry to show off? Then he was hit hard in the face and fell backwards. How many years of skill did this punch take? The man was dazed and his nose was crooked, right?

Warm liquid flowed from his mouth and nose, and it seemed that he was still bleeding? He hadn't been so embarrassed for many years... As expected, he was asked to leave the battlefield. Lin Xuan's face was scratched by the big dog's front paws, which was considered a courtesy.

"Ah! I, I quit!" The female puppeteer was extremely scared. The young man's eyes seemed to be able to eat people!

The female assassin hid her slender and sturdy figure and moved away from this horrifying monster. Lin Xuan could do nothing about it. He just captured her with the help of her hostility. She wanted to hide, so what could he use to track her?

He stared at the palm of his right hand, clenched his fingers, and muttered to himself, "Where did I grab?"

Many people were watching this battle. When he easily crushed the combined forces of six strong men and swept away two ninth-level Qi Refining strong men and four eighth-level Qi Refining masters like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, many people's jaws dropped to the ground. Their minds were shocked. Xiang Caiyun was so stimulated that his breathing became disordered for half a breath.

Ling Huaiyin seized the small flaw accurately and took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, making her cry out in pain.

"Such a young eleventh-level realm, this must be fake, am I being bewitched by the devil and hallucinating?"

This woman with a strong personality was disheartened and doubting her life. It seemed that her bad luck in recent years was too bad. She had been sucked dry by Wan Lin for several years without any return, and after that she was tricked by him, and then she provoked a super genius.

Logically speaking, for this level of genius, the inner gate is their stage, right? Is it fun to lie in the small pond of the outer gate? We are fighting for the throne of the mountain master to increase our basic foundation and seek the tenth level of Qi Refining. Do you have to interfere?

Damn boy, why are you so affectionate? Wouldn’t it be better to be an unfaithful man like Wan Lin!

Xiang Caiyun was extremely jealous for a moment, and then felt sad. How could Wan Lin be such an ungrateful bastard?

Mentality has a great impact on a cultivator's strength, and Xiang Caiyun's fighting spirit dropped sharply, and he was beaten back step by step by Ling Huaiyin. Seeing that his side had established an advantage, Lin Xuan thought about continuing to look for disciples from other camps to attack.

Hey! Look at my sword of justice! Senior sister, wait for the sword of justice to wipe you out! Relying on his tyrannical strength, he defeated several Qi Refining Level 7 masters from the enemy camp. Suddenly, he felt a sudden increase in hostility towards him. He shuddered and instantly recalled his spirit sword to protect his master.

"You've killed too many people. Let me meet you!" A figure as hard as an iron plate came towards them.

"Just what I want!" Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and thought, the opportunity to conceal his presence again has come.

Chapter 88: Acting

Two figures with amazing blood and energy fought hard. The blood and energy collided and exploded, and the soil was pushed away, leaving behind small pits of strange shapes. After seeing the two people fighting evenly, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the young man was not invincible, and there were still people on the scene who could deal with him, so everyone could still make more sense of their plans.

The man who fought with the young man was named Yu Lang, an extremely rare eleventh-level strong man in the outer sect. He missed the outer sect competition last year for some reasons, but was planning to participate this year and came here to make some money before the competition.

Yu Lang has reached the tenth level of Qi Refining, and has already reached the eleventh level of strength. Due to his main practice, he has developed a strong body refining ability. His weapon is a long staff, and his stick skills are superb.

The more the fight went on, the more frightened he became. After hundreds of rounds, his ferocious stick moves were actually blocked by the young man!

"You are very powerful!" After a collision, Yu Lang retreated more than ten feet. The stick in his hand was beautifully carved, with brown air waves lingering all over it. The stick was blessed with some earth-based magic.

This spell makes the stick several times heavier, enhances its domineering aura, and can break rocks and stop rivers!

"I actually met an opponent?" Lin Xuan panted with an incredible look on his face, showing his tiredness. He held a top-grade spiritual sword in his right hand, and every sword move he made when practicing the Tiangong Sword Technique had extremely strong defensive power!

It seems that these sword moves have some purpose in ensuring that the strongest sword can be accumulated.

"He looks a bit exhausted, strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Could it be that he has only entered the eleventh level?" Yu Lang narrowed his eyes and speculated secretly: "In this case, he can still dominate the battlefield."

"He is very young, and his weakness in the eleventh level domain is very reasonable."

Yu Lang felt that he had fought for hundreds of rounds and felt very little pressure, unlike the young man who looked extremely exhausted. He was just surprised that the young man's swordsmanship was extremely powerful and could block his stick. The sword was very thin and should be of very high quality.

The fundamental technique he practiced was of the Earth Grade, and included a set of stick techniques, which he obtained through some chance and switched to practicing more than ten years ago. Otherwise, how could an outer sect disciple have the opportunity to practice an Earth Grade technique?

This technique and the accompanying stick technique are domineering and powerful, but only those who have physical training can practice it, which is a bit troublesome. Yu Lang's physical training came from this. At the same time, he also practiced an earth-based technique that can bless objects and enhance the killing power of the stick. This is something he realized on his own based on the stick technique.

He originally thought that he was the strongest among everyone in this melee, but he didn't expect that there would be changes.

"What a coincidence! You have also practiced a powerful martial art. What's more, this martial art is very suitable for you." Yu Lang grinned. She could see that the boy's swordsmanship was at a very high level.

I have been practicing stick techniques for more than ten years and have been able to integrate my spiritual power into my moves. I can naturally feel the boy's sword intent, and it seems to contain something amazing?

"Your skills are still a little immature, and a slight injury is beyond repair! It's time for you to end!" Yu Lang flipped his wrist, and a fiery red air wave appeared on the surface of the top-grade spiritual weapon-level stick.

In addition to earth magic, he also practiced fire magic in order to increase the killing power of his stick. It happened that he had a decent talent for fire magic, so he practiced the newly added fire magic to perfection.

The Fire Element and the Earth Element have a mutually reinforcing relationship, which reduces the pressure on him to perform at the same time. At the same time, the nature of the Fire Element explodes, making his stick faster and more powerful. Yu Lang then integrates his divine will. This stick is the result of twenty years of skill. Who can withstand it?

Seeing this, a solemn look finally appeared on Lin Xuan's face. He was actually very confident in his physical strength, but he was a little afraid that the spirit sword would be broken, after all, it was very thin compared to the stick.

"Hah!" Yu Lang's face turned red. He roared and swung the heavy stick with his backhand. The force was so strong that a strong wind was raised. The disciples around him retreated several feet with horror on their faces.

Ding! Lin Xuan raised his sword to meet the stick, using the sword's will to counter the stick's will, and then followed the huge force transmitted to his body and stepped back six or seven steps in succession, creating the illusion of being forced to release the force.

In order to conceal his twelfth level of physical cultivation, Lin Xuan could only play tricks on others.

On the other hand, Yu Lang only took a half step back, and was surprised by the recoil force of the rapier. Then, his confidence soared, and he felt that this young man was indeed only at the initial stage of the field, and was still far behind him, so he could easily defeat him!

However, in a flash, his mentality changed drastically. He then chased Lin Xuan and hit him with a stick. In the eyes of outsiders, Lin Xuan could only struggle and be beaten.

The difference in their physiques was too great. Yu Lang was more than half as tall as him, and his muscles were huge and strong. His weapons also had the advantage, so it was normal for the boy to be beaten.

Seeing that Lin Xuan was in a great disadvantage, the core figures of the major sub-mountains breathed a sigh of relief and turned their attention to dealing with the enemies in front of them.

In mid-air, the Purple Mansion stage masters generally nodded secretly. This battle between noobs finally had a new and eye-catching character. The eleventh level of domain was very powerful even in the inner sect. It was actually quite boring to see one person standing out too much. The Jindan stage elders had strange expressions on their faces.

Why did the Third Elder's child seem to be perfunctory? He missed several opportunities.

In Yu Lang's eyes at this moment, he thought that Lin Xuan felt that he was at a disadvantage and did not dare to seize the opportunity of his mistakes, although most of them were flaws he deliberately revealed, so the older he got, the more nervous he became.

The faith was as strong as a cup filled with water and about to overflow, and the method of striking the stick began to become random.

The truth is, in order to appease Yu Lang and deceive everyone, Lin Xuan felt very bored. He lost the satisfaction of clearing out the enemies, and he had to restrain his strength when fighting with Yu Lang. Acting was very tiring.

At the beginning, Yu Lang's attack was fierce and ferocious. He was inflated and enjoyed teasing his opponent. After hundreds of fights, he gradually smelled something unusual. How could he still have the energy to deal with the stick moves?

He was struggling to resist after being hit by more than 10 sticks, so why is he still like this after being hit by hundreds of sticks? What about his mistakes? He should have more and more flaws by now.

Lin Xuan used the magic sword to collide with the heavy stick and found that the best quality sword was reasonable. After being defeated and hit hard by the stick, the edge did not curl. It seems that the senior brother who sold the sword to him was very conscientious.

Yu Lang secretly cast some spells to increase his strength and competed with Lin Xuan secretly. This kid was becoming more and more like a ball of cotton. It was so frustrating to beat him. He wished he could tear this ball of cotton apart!

The battle time kept getting longer and longer, and more and more people withdrew. Ling Huaiyin's camp lost half of its people. The most exaggerated thing was that after the two camps were united, only one-third of the people were left.

These 30% to 40% of people are the elite, and only those with great strength and unique skills can survive so long.

"Ah! How can you still hold on!" Yu Lang was a little crazy. He tried hard to swing the stick more than two thousand times but still failed to eliminate the boy, which made him a little crazy.

"Yu Lang, come back!" A female cultivator found something wrong and called Yu Lang to return to the team.

Lin Xuan glanced at her, still looking embarrassed on the surface. The tall man like an iron tower hesitated for a moment and then turned back to his own camp. Lin Xuan was leaning on the spirit sword.