Nine Heavens Sword Emperor

Just now, the sword energy passed by him, and the terrifying feeling was unforgettable for him.

At this time, Lin Che looked at Zhang Ming and said, "All the wealth on the three of them belongs to you, leave here."

"Thank you, young man! Be careful." Zhang Ming took the space rings of the three people, then bowed to Lin Che and left in a hurry.

Lin Che patted the shoulder of the leading warrior, "Take me to see your boss."

The latter was trembling all over after being patted by Lin Che, and nodded deeply. . .

Yinyu Mountain, in the inner hall.

Ren Wanqing's black robe had been roughly taken off, and the clothes inside were also torn, revealing a lot of spring.

Her body was full of terrible scars. Yin Jiudao stabbed her shoulder with a finger, and the latter couldn't help but grit her teeth in pain as if she was about to lose consciousness.

Tears and blood mixed together and flowed on the ground, but Ren Wanqing didn't say a word.

"Okay, I really underestimated you, girl." Yin Jiudao raised his eyebrows and praised.

"However, you may not be able to bear what happens next." Yin Jiudao saw a short dagger in his hand sliding down Ren Wanqing's lower abdomen, and the latter's body trembled slightly in fear.

Yin Jiudao smiled playfully and took out a small jade bottle from the space ring.

"No one can bear such pain." He whispered in Ren Wanqing's ear with a sick look.

The old man surnamed Wu frowned slightly when he saw this scene. Perhaps he felt a little reluctant, but he still didn't speak at this moment.

Just as Yin Jiudao's dagger was about to stab down fiercely, a disciple suddenly ran in hurriedly.

"Master Yin! Someone broke into Yinyu Mountain and is killing all the way. Our people are not his opponents at all."

Yin Jiudao's face changed and said in a deep voice: "How many people, what is their cultivation?"

"Just one person, his cultivation is too small to know." The man said timidly.

And while he was talking, wailing and screaming had come from outside the hall!

Yin Jiudao was shocked. At this moment, he had vaguely sensed the terrifying killing intent!

On the other side, Lin Che raised the Taiji Tianni Sword in his hand with a monstrous sword force, and his other hand was clenched into a fist. He smashed the dark red door in front of him with one punch.

"Boom!"

The whole inner hall trembled violently, and even the barrier in the hall was destroyed by this punch.

Lin Che's punch was obviously not a random punch.

Yin Jiudao stared at the masked man who suddenly appeared. His cultivation was only in the middle stage of the True God, but his spiritual power exceeded that of ordinary late True God masters!

"There is such a thing." Yin Jiudao looked at Lin Che in surprise.

The strength of a warrior's spiritual power is mainly determined by his own realm. In addition, there are only three kinds of shackles that may make his spiritual power surpass his own realm.

One is that a warrior mainly practices a very powerful technique, and the spiritual power gain it brings will exceed the limit of the warrior's current realm.

One is to have a very precious special spiritual treasure. If its attributes happen to match the warrior's own, it will directly increase the warrior's spiritual strength.

But such spiritual treasures are very rare no matter where they are, and spiritual treasures that can increase their own spiritual power by 30% are already rare. It is almost impossible to rely on this to directly increase the spiritual power by one level.

The last method is that the warrior uses a certain secret method at a great cost to make himself enter an extremely powerful state in a short time.

But the masked man in front of him is obviously not. Yin Jiudao can feel that he has not used any secret method at all.

Just when Yin Jiudao was plundering, Lin Che killed his two hall masters. These two are both top masters in the late stage of True God. They were killed by him in just three or two moves!

In front of Lin Che, only Yin Jiudao and the old man were left.

Lying on the ground dying, Ren Wanqing looked at Lin Che in confusion. The person who killed her father also wore a mask, but she was sure that the two were not the same person.

At this time, a large number of Yinyu Mountain strongmen rushed out, each of them was like a ferocious devil, surrounding Lin Che.

Among them, there were actually five late-stage True God strongmen!

"You came to my Yinyu Mountain to kill so many people, do you have a grudge against me?" Yin Jiudao looked at Lin Che and said coldly.

"I just came to rob." Lin Che said lightly.

Yin Jiudao frowned, coming to the evil forces? This kid is really shocking.

Even if his spiritual power has reached the realm of the late True God, there are even two peak True Gods present, this boy is so confident?

Yin Jiudao carefully looked at the masked boy in front of him, he really couldn't figure out what kind of support this boy had.

But as the master of Yinyu Mountain, he Yin Jiudao is definitely not a timid person!

"Break his legs for me." Yin Jiudao looked at Lin Che and said coldly.

In an instant, the strong men of Yinyu Mountain rushed forward, and their execution of Yin Jiudao's orders was very strong.

Yin Jiudao watched the battle coldly from the side. He wanted to know what extraordinary abilities this masked boy had.

Facing the fierce siege of the powerful men, the sword-shaped mark on Lin Che's forehead burst into brilliant white light, and a sword-shaped phantom appeared out of thin air, and finally overlapped with the Taiji Tianni Sword.

It was the power of the Ten Thousand Swords Transformed!

Lin Che took a step forward, and the Taiji Tianni Sword drew an arc of sword energy, an unparalleled momentum that immediately amazed the audience!

In an instant, dozens of powerful men were directly annihilated in the brilliant sword energy, and several hall masters in the late True God Realm stood there in horror.

This sword, below the late stage of the True God Realm, cannot be blocked at all!

Yin Jiudao was also full of shock. Just this sword alone already possessed the power of the peak of the True God Realm. What kind of background did this young man have!

A long sword appeared quietly in his hand. He knew that his several hall masters were no match for this young man.

Ren Wanqing, who was dying on the ground, also had a huge wave in her heart. This masked boy might be a turning point in her fate!

Suddenly, a blade slashed out, and the might was as fierce as the eternal galaxy split in two!

"Be careful!" Ren Wanqing warned with all her strength.

If this masked boy died, she would have no chance of turning around.

But Lin Che had sensed this powerful blade light the moment Yin Jiudao made his move. He directly repelled several hall masters with a palm, and then the Taiji Tianni Sword suddenly turned at a strange angle and accurately met the terrifying blade light!

Ren Wanqing stared at this scene intently. She wanted to know whether the masked boy could take Yin Jiudao's sword!

The sword light clashed with the sword light, and a sense of the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth came instantly. The whole hall was shaken into ruins!

Yin Jiudao was shocked again. He was a sneak attack, but he didn't have the upper hand at all.

And Lin Che's body shape changed rapidly under this attack. The Taiji Tianni Sword cleverly performed a move of swinging the sword back to the maple with the force of the recoil. He turned around and cut out a sword energy, freezing the figures of several hall masters who wanted to sneak attack behind him in place!

"Plop." Several hall masters fell to the ground at the same time!

Yin Jiudao's heart was no longer able to be described as horrified at this moment. He had never seen such a wonderful swordsmanship, which was simply magical!

"You two come together, I'm in a hurry." Lin Che pointed his sword at Yin Jiudao and said coldly.

The latter narrowed his eyes deeply, and the long sword in his hand was shaking.

"I, Yin Jiudao, have been roaming the evil ways of Lianxing City for decades. Your swordsmanship is the strongest I have ever seen in my life. Can you tell me your name?"

Lin Che looked at him indifferently, "A masked thief who specializes in robbing the rich and unkind and killing those who bully the people."

"Okay!" Yin Jiudao gritted his teeth and said. The old man surnamed Wu also stood beside him at this moment.

The two peak masters of the True God Realm exerted pressure at the same time, and the mark on Lin Che's forehead burst out with an unyielding and heaven-defying momentum.

The swordsman uses his pride as his sword and his sword heart as his blade!

The Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords is not only the fusion of the sword intentions of the sword emperors of all generations in the Jiuxiao Continent, but also a kind of eternal and unyielding belief and power!

At this moment, the combined might of the two could not suppress Lin Che's sword power at all!