Full-time Swordsman

Seeing that his equipment had no effect, Situ Zhao reacted very quickly.

"Dragon Shadow Step!"

He instantly escaped from Lin Jichen's attack range. Just as Lin Jichen was about to catch up, Situ Zhao showed a cunning smile.

He turned his back to gather his magic power, and suddenly turned halfway, punching down with his fist like a red-flaming meteor!

There was a deafening explosion, and dozens of water columns hundreds of meters high burst out from the nearby river!

"Flame Dragon Demon Fist!"

This punch really caught Lin Jichen off guard. It was so powerful that it was like a huge truck running at high speed.

"Thunder Armor!"

Lin Jichen only had time to offer a thunder shield.

However, Situ Zhao's punch was so terrifying that the thunder shield was directly shattered and exploded in the fist.

As the lightning flashed, Lin Jichen was blown away by a punch, and his lightning shield completely exploded. A concave fist mark appeared on his chest, causing him to spit out blood three times in a row.

"-18000! Trigger the internal injury effect!"

"Internal injury: Lose 1% of total health per second, lasting 5 seconds."

Lin Jichen almost retreated to the edge of the ring before he stopped. Even so, he was in a mess at this time, with torn clothes and blood all over his body.

Thousands of blood and qi kept coming out of his head.

"Damn, this guy's spiritual skill is definitely a top-grade one."

Lin Jichen spat out a mouthful of blood foam, looked down at the wound on his chest, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

He has top-grade skills, and Mo Shaoku has top-grade skills, not to mention "RMB" players like Situ Zhao.

Lin Jichen rarely feels so embarrassed, but today he encountered it.

All players watched this scene with lingering fear.

Even the No. 1 player in the Eight Wastelands was beaten so badly, other players would have died dozens of times if they went up.

These NPC disciples are really too abnormal!

After being injured, Situ Zhao seemed to be enraged. After a successful attack, his figure scurried away, and only his afterimage could be seen on the ring.

Situ Zhao jumped high, looked down at Lin Jichen, crossed his hands in the void, and a seal condensed in his hands.

Then, he pressed suddenly!

"Dragon Soul Suppression!"

Boom!

In the ten-foot area centered on Lin Jichen, a seal phantom suddenly emerged, and there seemed to be a dragon roar in the phantom.

Under the pressure, the airflow in the air burned violently, and the whole sky was dyed red and spread out!

In front of this looming dragon soul, Lin Jichen was as small as an ant, and countless flames burned around him.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

The seal in the sky pressed down three times in a row, and Lin Jichen's shoulders seemed to be pressed down by a mountain, forcing him to bend down and kneel down, crawling in submission.

Lin Jichen's back gradually bent down under the strong pressure, and the ground under his feet sank deeply.

And Lin Jichen's back was only hunched for a while, and then straightened up again!

However, when he straightened his back, the pressure on his body became even greater!

It was as if the dragon soul in the seal was despised, and it vowed to make Lin Jichen kneel down to it.

"-9000! -9200! -9350!"

In fact, if he knelt down in accordance with the power of the seal, the damage would be much less.

But Lin Jichen was unwilling to bow his head at all, and he resisted this huge pressure, but this also made him suffer a lot, his skin was torn and blood gushed out.

Many female viewers could not bear to see this tragic scene and closed their eyes.

Situ Zhao sneered: "You are a tough guy."

Lin Jichen raised his head proudly, also smiled, and said loudly: "My master told me that the path of sword is like a sharp sword itself, when the edge is exposed, it is not afraid of the power of heaven!"

"The sword is bent and the heart is broken! The broken sword is about to collapse!"

"You want me to surrender with a dragon soul seal? Dream on!"

Lin Jichen's domineering words echoed between heaven and earth, as if he was swearing to the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

Countless cultivators were touched.

Many elders of the sect sighed: "If this child does not die, his future achievements will be limitless!"

In the territory of the Sword Sect, all the disciples were still echoing Lin Jichen's words in their ears.

The sword is bent and the heart is broken! The broken sword is about to collapse!

Is this the heart of the sword that Lin Jichen, a newcomer who has just entered the sect, has realized? Far surpassing those old men who have practiced for decades.

"Master, your disciples really make me look at them with new eyes." Nangong Wu stroked his beard and smiled.

Leng Feiyan didn't say anything, just looked at the somewhat miserable figure on the ring, her beautiful eyes were full of light, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Her disciple has never let her down!

Behind him, Chen Yuan stared at Lin Jichen blankly, with a storm in his heart.

Is this the reason why the gap between him and Lin Jichen is getting bigger and bigger?

He has always regarded Bahuang as a game, his sword is just a weapon, and the so-called swordsmanship is simply nonsense in the game..

He never felt that sword cultivation was different from other professions.

Not only him, almost all players think so.

But Lin Jichen seemed to be completely different. He didn't seem to regard "Eight Wastelands" as a game at all. He seemed to be completely immersed in the game world.

Just like an actor, immersed in the role he played, even after the filming was over, he couldn't extricate himself and was still diligently playing the role.

Some people think that Lin Jichen is too deep into the role and is almost crazy, but some people think that this may be the reason why Lin Jichen can surpass all players.

Situ Zhao seemed to be very disdainful of Lin Jichen's words.

"All personalities are based on strength. In the face of absolute strength, your little heart is ridiculous. Remember, only the strong are worthy of standing, and you are not worthy at all!"

After Situ Zhao finished speaking, the whole person suddenly jumped down, his sleeves flying, his fists like stars, with unmatched power, smashing towards Lin Jichen on the ground!

"Dragon Fist Blast!"

Both fists fell, hitting with all their strength, stirring up a storm of air currents, with the possibility of strangling everything!

Lin Jichen looked at the sky calmly, even though he was covered in blood, he had no intention of retreating.

"Shadow Assault!"

Before Situ Zhao's fist arrived, Lin Jichen turned into five shadows and scattered at the same time.

After a simple judgment, Situ Zhao quickly aimed at the most likely shadow and blasted it down!

'Lin Jichen' was killed directly!

But Situ Zhao knew he was wrong the moment he touched Lin Jichen.

The other four shadows moved at the same time!

Shua shua shua!

The four shadows swung their swords together, just hitting the last four remaining flaws on Situ Zhao's body!

"-70000!"

Ah!

Situ Zhao screamed in pain.

The wounds on his body were like a flood that broke through a dam, and four columns of blood gushed out.

Clang!

Lin Jichen revealed his true form, and raised his hand to swing the Qingming Sword!

"Phoenix Feather!"

22 feather sword energies shot out, and Situ Zhao reacted quickly. The ring in his hand flashed two golden lights, and several shields blocked in front of him.

All the feather sword energies were offset.

Phoenix Feather, who had always been invincible, was defeated at this time.

Lin Jichen thought it was a pity and could only retreat first.

How could Situ Zhao let him go in his rage? His eyes were murderous, and his pupils stared at Lin Jichen like a beast.

Lin Jichen only felt that he seemed to be locked by the other party's consciousness.

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