Monster Paradise

Haotian's three hundred sword servants, each of his lifetime combat power is the heaven of heaven, placed in the big world are a powerful party.

It was only because of the competition trials started by Lin Huang that the combat power, physical fitness, and even the meaning of the three hundred sword servants were greatly limited.

But even so, the strength of these swordsmen can never be underestimated.

After all, they have God-level experience and insight. Even at the same level, their strength is definitely more than that of most real virtual gods.

Even the first demon in the realm of the realm of the gods, such as Shen Wushuang, on the bright side, was almost disadvantaged in the middle of the beard.

It can be said that even in the state of beard middle-aged, his various attributes have actually reached the limit of the nine-turn virtual god. Coupled with the gap between his own fighting experience and fighting consciousness, even if it is a demon in the virtual **** realm that is as strong as God's unparalleled, being crushed by him is a normal state.

But middle-aged beard encountered Lin Huang, the situation became completely different.

The middle-aged beard's knife-strength intensity has been suppressed by the half-step knife-path true meaning level, and Lin Huang's knife-mind has also reached the half-step knife-path true level.

The middle-aged bearded will strength is suppressed at the limit of the nine-turn virtual god, but Lin Huang's will strength has entered the true **** level.

The physical strength of the middle-aged beard is also suppressed at the limit of the nine-turn virtual god, and the physical strength of Lin Huang is comparable to the true **** level with the increase in the skills of tyrants and other beasts.

Middle-aged beard's divine intensity was suppressed to the limit of the nine-turn virtual **** realm, and Lin Huang's divine intensity was increased by "Infernal", which is comparable to the true **** level.

Bearded middle-aged people are restricted from using the power of the true **** level, but Lin Huang has mastered the power of the **** and can use the power of the **** directly.

In all respects, Lin Huang is not worse than middle-aged beard, and some properties are stronger than middle-aged beard.

In the void, the two figures collided together again and again, and the sword in the hands of the two hit millions of times in just a few minutes.

Throughout the room, all the furniture was shattered, and even the ceiling on the wall and the ceiling were cut by the two men's scalpels, and almost no inch was intact.

However, the walls remained unpenetrated, the floor did not collapse, and the ceiling was firm enough to not collapse.

Lin Huang devoted himself wholeheartedly to this battle, and he did not even use the power of the gods.

It is not for fair fighting, but for better digestion of previous gains.

Every collision between him and the middle-aged bearded man is helping him digest more knife path nutrition.

Even if the enhancement of the knife intention had reached the true limit, there was no way to improve, but he could feel that the layer of the film that broke through the knife intention was getting thinner and thinner.

The fierce fighting between the two people continued for one hour after another. Each collision of the knives was a frontal battle between the knives. The blade is like red and black lightnings, which are fiercely intertwined in the void, but there is no trace of knife left on the two people or even on their clothes.

Lin Huang, immersed in the battle, didn't care about the change of his ranking in the standings.

As early as about half an hour before he encountered beard, his 11 points have been ranked third and fourth.

About an hour later, his ranking fell to the thirteenth place.

Then, another hour passed and fell to the 36th place.

...

Secretly, many people talked about Lin Huang's points without any changes.

"It's been said a long time ago that this guy named Xie Lin is a parallel import. You see, two and a half hours have passed now, and his points haven't even risen at all. It's not that two and a half hours can't detect one. Trial, right? "

"I'll just say, this guy doesn't know which member of the small force has jumped out, how can it have god-like strength ?!"

"Just a few minutes, the points have skyrocketed, and now the points have not moved for more than two hours. How do you look like the previous points were obtained by cheating!"

...

Several people in the Death Scythe felt a little strange.

Before the Ming Dynasty Lin Huang had shown his real strength, why was he silent for more than two hours without any movement.

"Under what circumstances, shouldn't this be a big move?" Qing Ming still firmly believed in the power of Lin Huang, and felt that Lin Huang's silence would be a big move.

"Isn't it because the detection-type props are broken?" Xing Luo's brows frowned slightly. Compared to Shen Wushuang taking the first place, she was naturally more willing to see Lin Huang get the first place, after all, she was a member of her sickness.

"Xie Lin's guy hasn't moved yet, are you kidding us?" The fiery red head on the right side of the twins laughed.

"There are many possibilities, such as: sudden epiphany, broken detection props, trapped somewhere, can't get out, suddenly I feel unhappy and don't want to do anything ..." The ice-blue head on the left of the twins did not feel strange. .

"Then what do you think is the most likely?" Flaming red head asked immediately.

"How do I know? You don't know if you ask Xie Lin yourself." Bing blue head responded.

...

The battle between Lin Huang and middle-aged bearded men continued.

Lin Huang did not stop because he could feel more gains with each knife.

Middle-aged Beard didn't stop because it was something he should do to accompany the knife's future heirs. Even if the other party may not be able to obtain Haotian's inheritance, at least he now shows the potential to be passed down.

Of course, the premise of his sparring is that the heir can come up with enough strength to cope with his unreserved shot. And this has been done by Lin Huang.

Knife marks were scattered in the room, and time passed by every minute.

Suddenly, Lin Huang's blade sharply accelerated beyond the extreme, passing over the middle-aged beard's cheek for a moment, and the edge of the blade brought a touch of blood.

Lin Huang smiled and closed his sword.

The middle-aged man with a beard exploded for tens of meters, and also retracted his sword into the sheath, distantly arching at Lin Huang, "I lost!"

"It's just a contest, there is nothing to win or lose." Lin Huang smiled and shook her head. "Also, the seniors were restricted in all aspects, and they did not show real strength."

"If you lose, you lose, there is nothing to quibble on." Middle-aged Beard waved.

"But the sword master has repaired more than 10,000 swords, and there are more than 360 people in Tianshen Realm, all of whom are good at the sword. Among these more than 360 people, I belong to the middle-level qualifications, and I know everything, no I like to study one direction, and the strength ranking is only in the middle. If you want to have more gains, challenge other knife servants under the control of other knife owners, I believe there will be more gains. "

"I'll send you another piece of advice. If your sword can't break through to the realm of martial arts, you will give up the final assessment. It will die!"