Cangling World

"Naturally it's not a level of Sword Intent, that would be too boring." Wang Xiao took a few sips from the wine gourd, his face flushed.

"So, how are you going to compare?" Lin Luo was deeply curious.

"It's like the sword stance. The sword intentions of you and me turn into a sword stance. Whoever is stronger is the winner." Wang Xiao said what he thought.

"Not bad." Lin Luo agreed.

"Sword competition, hum, so it is!" Elder Chi narrowed his eyes and said, "Wang Xiao's sword is stronger than my coercion, and he will definitely win. It turns out that the reason why he doesn't care about the results of the previous movement competition, It's about putting the focus on the last match."

"Are you sure you want to compete with swordsmanship?" Lu Changfeng expressed deep concern. Swordsmanship competitions are very dangerous, and the slightest carelessness will damage the source.

As a judge, he had to confirm it again and again.

Lin Luo nodded and said, "It's alright, it's the last match, it doesn't matter if you compete with swordsmanship."

Even though his sword intent is only approaching the peak of his early achievement, he is not as good as Wang Xiao's Xiaocheng sword intent, but if he is just competing for swordsmanship, he has the confidence to fight.

Under everyone's attention, the two were separated by ten feet and clasped their fists to each other.

"Sword competition is very dangerous. You and I are separated by ten meters. Even if there is an accident, it will not hurt the source." Wang Xiao put away the wine gourd with a serious look, and his palms moved forward. The sword momentum rolled forward with tremendous pressure.

Lin Luo grabbed the sword with his left hand, and put his right fingers together and shot forward.

The sharp sword intent spread out, causing the heavens to tremble, turning into a slightly smaller sword force and pressing down.

The two swords collided with each other, and the invisible ripples oscillated, as if to crack the void.

"Kakkaka!"

The harsh sound came out, accompanied by a terrifying breath.

Below the Profound Profound Realm, everyone is like a awn on the back, and the whole body is depressed and uncomfortable.

The experts in the Profound Opening Realm used their coercion to offset the impact of the aftermath.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the swords of the two men shrank backwards, and then it seemed like two giant beasts collided, and they let out a low roar like thunder, which made the eardrums tingle.

"Wow!"

Some warriors felt uncomfortable and couldn't help retching.

"careful!"

With a wave of his hand, the chief elder of the precepts hall turned into a shield to block in front of him, relieving the pressure for everyone.

"Boom boom boom!"

The swords of Lin Luo and Wang Xiao collided, entangled, and neighed one after another, and it was like two tsunamis collided.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the air is squeezed sharply, blasting countless air beams, strangling all around.

Fortunately, the elder of the Discipline Hall released the shield ahead of time, blocking the torrential rain.

Many disciples changed their expressions and retreated.

In their opinion, even if it is just the aftermath of the battle between the two, they can easily kill the top master of half-step Tongxuan.

This is very scary!

Wang Xiao is okay, he has entered the Tong Xuan realm himself, so it is not surprising that he has such strength.

But you must know that Lin Luo is only a true Qi ninth-level warrior!

From then on, everyone became more and more afraid of Lin Luo.

In just half a cup of tea, the two swords fought each other for dozens of rounds. Within a radius of ten feet, the brilliance was flying, and it seemed to become an Asura purgatory.

"Strange, Lin Luo's Sword Intent level is obviously not as good as Senior Brother, why hasn't he lost yet?"

"Could it be that the big brother knows that he will win, so he deliberately released water and wants to play a few more times?"

"I don't think it can be ruled out."

The disciples whispered.

"Wang Xiao, what the **** are you doing!" Elder Chi's face was ashen, and he wanted to go into battle in person and crush Lin Luo.

In his opinion, Lin Luo should have lost a long time ago, but why is he still undefeated?

Could it be that Wang Xiao was throwing water again and deliberately lost to Lin Luo?

Compared with Elder Chi's thoughts, Luo Yufei, Ji Haiyou, Qi Rufeng, Mo Ruxue and others who specialize in kendo have seen the clue and have different judgments.

Lin Luo's sword intent level was not as good as Wang Xiao's, but his sword stance was more condensed and purer.

What is even more admirable is that Lin Luo can actually divide the sword into dozens of lines, like overlapping roof tiles, and like a dense combination of fish scales.

Therefore, his sword stance is extremely resistant to impact, even if he fights with Wang Xiao for hundreds or thousands of rounds, as long as his sword intent is continuous, he will never be defeated.

In contrast, Wang Xiao's sword power was larger, but also more scattered, making it difficult to break through Lin Luo's defense.

Wang Xiao also discovered this, and after hundreds of rounds of fighting, he had plans to stop.

He said loudly: "Your use of swordsmanship is too strong, and I can't keep up with it. It seems that you have won again."

After all, Wang Xiao took the initiative to withdraw his sword, declaring Lin Luo's victory.

"Is this too fast?"

Everyone was speechless.

Wang Xiao voluntarily conceded defeat when the swordsmanship competition was less than half a column of incense?

The two sides are clearly fighting inextricably!

Most people can't see the way out, and it's inevitable that they think this way.

Only the four Great Elders and those who practiced kendo can see the situation clearly.

In their view, this battle should be a draw.

"How could this be?" Elder Chi gritted his teeth, "Wang Xiao, how can you lose?"

"How about you and Lin Luo have a fight?"

Wang Xiao squinted at Elder Chi with a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth, who immediately closed his mouth obediently.

Previously, Elder Chi had already judged Lin Luo's combat power from Lin Luo's fight with Shuang Yayi.

If he really fought against Lin Luo, he would most likely be defeated by himself.

By then, the face will be lost.

"You two, do you want to continue?" Lu Changfeng came over, and after seeing Wang Xiao shaking his head, he looked at Lin Luo again.

The latter asked in surprise: "This is the end?"

He originally thought that Wang Xiao would not be able to resist a real fight and decide the outcome with absolute force.

"No need." Wang Xiao shook his head, "Although, I really want to meet you for a while, but the master said about your experience in Zixiao Mountain before retreating, so I can only temporarily admit defeat."

"I see!"

Lin Luo was stunned, but he didn't expect the crazy Jiang Ruochen to explain everything before retreating. It seemed that the other party's mind was still clear.

"Zixiao Mountain?"

"What experience?"

Everyone was confused and confused about this.

Elder Chi suddenly glared at Ji Haiyou and asked, "I remember, shouldn't you be practicing in Zixiao Mountain? Why did you suddenly come back? What happened there?"

Everyone's eyes converged on Ji Haiyou again, which greatly increased his pressure.

Inadvertently, he and Lin Luo looked at each other.

From the latter's gaze, Ji Haiyou saw the meaning of the promise, so she said in a deep voice what happened in Zixiao Mountain.

Hearing that Lin Luo used his own strength to fight with Taoist Zizhu in turns, and slashed the purple mist mysterious turtle that was comparable to the upper realm of Tongxuan with one sword, he couldn't help but take a breath of cool air.

Even Elder Chi was horrified, staring at Lin Luo in disbelief.

"Impossible, nonsense!"

Elder Chi still didn't believe it, pointed at Ji Haiyou and scolded: "True Qi Nine-layer slashed the mysterious turtle in the upper realm of Tongxuan? How unreasonable, open your eyes and talk nonsense!"

"What Ji Haiyou said is true."

An old voice came slowly.

Elder Chi subconsciously sneered: "Who is talking nonsense?"

He followed the sound and saw a gray-haired old man strolling over, with a smile that was not a smile in his eyes.

Seeing the face of the visitor clearly, Elder Chi froze in his heart, and his face turned pale.

"Alliance... Alliance Lord!"