10,000 Times Of Return, Never Hide For The Teacher

As soon as the words fell, Han Zimo's sword condensed in his hand, and he held a sword flower in a rather coquettish manner.

"Jin Tao Tian Zong Han Zimo, please advise!"

With the sword in his hand, Han Zimo's aura suddenly rose to a peak, and his half-step king-level profound energy was quite oppressive.

And Lin Xueyan in front of him condensed the ancient sword of Qingyun, and swung the sword edge in front of him at will, and the aura of a king-level cultivator spread freely.

"Ancient Dao Tianzong Lin Xueyan, please enlighten me!"

She is standing with a sword standing, her clothes are hunting and her long hair moves with the wind. Although she is young, she already has the appearance of a sword fairy outside the world.

Many spectators couldn't take their eyes off of it, but there were also some people who focused on the ancient sword of Qingyun shining with cold light in her hand.

"Damn it, isn't this Elder Ye's saber, how did it get into her hands?"

"Elder Ye really doesn't hide his secrets, he is willing to give his apprentice a sword to become famous!"

"Yeah, I really want to have such a master!"

Some people couldn't help recalling the shock of Ye Yun's domination of the Four Sects General Assembly with this sword.

So much envy in his eyes when he looked at Lin Xueyan.

On the Nine Nether Demon Sect's side, because Chen Wuyi came late and didn't know what happened before, he was really stunned by Lin Xueyan's burst of cultivation.

But when I thought that Lin Xueyan had only been cultivating for a long time, and that 80% of the time he was able to have this cultivation, was forcibly pulled up by the medicinal pill, which made him feel a little relieved.

"Even if it's a real king, you can't win this sect by relying on this alone!"

Chen Wuyi sneered secretly, confident in Benzong's trump card.

"How about holding the Qingyun Ancient Sword, the most important thing is always the sword holder!"

Han Zimo snorted coldly on the martial arts stage, and then a stern light flashed in his eyes.

"Get ready to accept!"

Han Zimo suddenly raised his sword and rushed out, the sword's edge tore through the air and let out a buzzing sound, attacking Lin Xueyan from an extremely tricky angle.

But facing his menacing thunderous sword, Lin Xueyan was still watching, without any intention of avoiding it.

"What's wrong with her? Could it be that she didn't respond?"

Everyone watching the battle was extremely surprised. With the power of Han Zimo's sword, if he hit, even a king-level cultivator would be severely injured.

Seeing this situation, Han Wangfeng secretly smiled coldly.

Sure enough, it was still forcibly upgraded. Kong has a cultivation base, and the actual combat power is completely vulnerable under Han Zimo's sword.

Now look at that guy Ye Yun, can you be stubborn later!

But before he was happy for long, what happened on the martial arts platform shocked him.

Facing Han Zimo's attack, Lin Xueyan shook her head slightly.

"There are too many flaws, it's not as good as Junior Sister."

After all, she didn't even use the sword in her hand, but raised her hand unhurriedly.

At that instant, her delicate fingers landed precisely on Han Zimo's sword, making it impossible for him to make any further progress.

boom!

At this moment, the people watching the battle in the audience immediately frowned, and they all stared at Lin Xueyan's actions in stunned eyes.

Han Wangfeng's eyes were even more stagnant. He took the white blade with his bare hands, or it was Han Zimo's attack. Isn't this really a dream?

"how can that be?!"

It was Han Zimo who was the most shocked on the martial arts stage. After all, he was able to clamp the sword's edge with such precision, which showed that his underpants were all seen through.

Lin Xueyan looked at him calmly and said slowly.

"Nothing is impossible, your swordsmanship level is too much worse than mine."

After all, whether you have comprehended Sword Intent is not only the superposition of damage brought by Sword Intent to sword moves, but more importantly, the difference in the quality of swordsmanship.

Lin Xueyan let go of the sword and revealed a playful smile: "Don't you call yourself a genius, would you like to open your eyes?"

Lin Xueyan was prosperous before and after, and it was the biggest humiliation for Han Zimo, who boasted of excellent kendo talent, which made his mood sink to the bottom in an instant.

He gritted his teeth and said solemnly: "Okay, I want to see how powerful you are!"

After all, Han Zimo shot again, this time it was a personal attack, and the threat level was much higher than before.

However, Lin Xueyan easily avoided this sword as if he was a dragon, and then swung the ancient sword of Qingyun, and started to counterattack suddenly.

"Now, it's my turn!"

The bright light in Lin Xueyan's eyes flashed away, and then the ancient sword of Qingyun rushed out like a gust of wind. The speed and the tricky angle made Han Zimo's expression change drastically.

Not good!

Han Zimo hurriedly wanted to get away and dodge, but the sword edge attacked in front of him in an instant.

But this was just the beginning. Lin Xueyan had the upper hand with one blow, and then, as if he had transformed into a gust of wind, he launched a hurricane-like attack on Han Zimo.

In the face of Lin Xueyan's superb swordsmanship, Han Zimo couldn't make another sword in the whole process of being suppressed, and he couldn't see the appearance of genius at all.

"How can this guy have such a strong swordsmanship, how is this possible?!"

Han Zimo's face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't figure out why this guy who was promoted by external force had such a terrifying swordsmanship.

The battle that followed was basically Lin Xueyan's swordsmanship show. Han Zimo was completely abused, and there was a bit of despair in his eyes.

"ended."

Following Lin Xueyan's indifferent words, the sword light above the Qingyun Ancient Sword suddenly slashed onto the sword in Han Zimo's hand.

The power of this sword was astonishing. With a loud bang, a huge amount of smoke rose from the fighting platform, and Han Zimo's body flew out like a cannonball, fell to the ground 100 meters away, and rolled several times before barely stopping.

After the battle was settled, Lin Xueyan put away the ancient Qingyun sword and looked at Yu Wenya.

"Senior, can you announce the results?"

Yu Wenya looked slightly stunned, and was obviously shocked by her amazing strength. She thought to herself, when did such a terrifying kendo genius appear in the Eastern Region?

Then she took a deep breath and nodded and said, "This palace announces that the first of the four sects will be the winner of the Ancient Dao Tianzong Lin Xueyan!"

The voice fell, and the audience was still silent, as if he had not recovered from the shock just now.

"She... is she a monster?"

"Empty-handed pick up a white blade, crushing Han Zimo, I can't understand this!"

"This elder Ye can actually teach this kind of monster?"

"Yeah, if you can comprehend the sword intent, you will completely surpass the old Ye Elder!"

"Sword Intent, if she can understand it, she will be even more powerful, but after all, she is only fifteen years old, so I am afraid it is not so easy to achieve in terms of understanding."

At this point, it doesn't matter whether Lin Xueyan's cultivation base relies on foreign objects or not, the key is that she does possess the ultimate swordsmanship that matches the realm.

Compared to Ye Yun back then, the strength that Lin Xueyan showed now was not nearly enough to comprehend the first-level sword intent.

"Master, is the disciple's performance okay?"

Lin Xueyan returned to Master, as if begging for compliments.

"Well, Xueyan, you did a good job, some people should be embarrassed to talk nonsense now."

Ye Yun patted her shoulder in praise, then smiled and looked at Han Wangfeng with a gloomy face, not forgetting to make up for the knife.

"Elder Han, does your face hurt? Don't be too arrogant next time if you don't have this strength."

"you……"

Han Wangfeng's face was ashen, and he could not wait to rush up to fight him desperately. The key was because of the result of the battle, he was really irrefutable, and he was speechless.

He could only swallow his anger and go to check Han Zimo's injury.

In the past, it was Jintao Tianzong, relying on the arrogant look on his face, now Han Wangfeng's fiery but incapable appearance made some people who hated Jintao Tianzong secretly snickered.

"Isn't it arrogant before, this time I kicked the iron plate?"

"That's what they deserve!"

"Elder Ye is mighty!"