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heard.

Many figures stood up in unison.

However, his eyes were coldly projected towards Luo Wushu and his party.

"Who will come first?" Someone said.

Although it was an inquiry, the eager look on his face was undisguised.

"Lin Hu, how do you understand the magical power of swordsmanship contained in the sword's edge?"

Beside him, another person asked, with a confident smile on his face.

Obviously, he has a good understanding of the magical power of swordsmanship contained in Jianfeng.

"Although it can only be regarded as some fur, it is not easy to deal with them." Lin Hu smiled proudly, and his figure stepped out.

Then, with a playful gaze, he glanced at Luo Wushu and his group, "Which one of you will come to learn first?"

Ye Luo laughed softly.

But he didn't say much, but closed his eyes directly, too lazy to look at those people.

And Mo Fan and the others were also indifferent.

In their opinion, Luo Wushu must belong to the inheritance, and under such premise, they naturally don't bother to waste their energy.

These people, added up, are afraid that Brother Luo is not enough to jam his teeth.

"A bunch of cowards!"

"Isn't it crazy before?"

"How come now, you don't even dare to put a fart?"

Laughing voices came out one after another.

And Lin Hu shouted directly at Luo Wushu: "How long are you going to pretend to be asleep?"

Luo Wushu slowly opened his eyes and glanced at everyone sleepily, "Is it three hours?"

"right!"

"Three hours have come. Immediately, everyone will know that what you did before was just grandstanding, not comprehension of Jianfeng."

Lin Hu let out a voice coldly, with a sharp look in his eyes.

He is bound to win the inheritance of the Nine Swords Immortals.

Luo Wushu won't be the last one to be defeated by him, but the first one.

Luo Wushu glanced at Lin Hu lightly, and asked curiously, "How many of the nine sword peaks have you understood?"

Lin Hu: "…"

"Qingtian, what are you dreaming about?"

"The nine sword peaks all contain mysterious and obscure swordsmanship supernatural powers. Even if the experts in the Heavenly Immortal Realm are here, they may not be able to understand one of the sword peaks within three hours."

"For us, the competition is who gets more fur."

Behind Lin Hu, everyone opened their mouths.

And in their hearts, the scorn of Luo Wushu became more and more intense.

Luo Wushu was indeed grandstanding before.

He didn't even know what a fantasy it was to understand a sword peak.

Luo Wushu calmly glanced at everyone, with a vague idea in his heart.

He smiled and said, "Come on together!"

This statement came out.

The crowd was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, one by one all had expressions of indignity on their faces.

"Luo Wushu, you are too arrogant!"

"Now, the competition is about the understanding of Jianfeng, not anything else."

"Your mana and many means are innumerable in this competition."

...

"I know!" Luo Wushu smiled lightly, "That's why I let you both go together!"

Everyone: "…"

Mo Fan and the others sighed lightly.

Sure enough, it's a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.

"You don't need to join forces, I alone can make you reveal your true self." Lin Hu snorted coldly.

His palm stretched out, and a sword flashed.

Suddenly, a gust of wind whistled, his clothes fluttered, sword intent surrounded his body, and his figure faintly resonated with one of the sword peaks at this moment.

"boom!"

Lin Hu waved his arm and cut out a sword.

The terrifying storm roared out, with the power that made the world seem to change color, and rolled away towards Luo Wushu's figure.

In front of Luo Wushu, a sword curtain was born, like a flowing drizzle, which was continuous.

The storm roared, but like an egg hitting a stone, it was instantly annihilated into the invisible.

The sword curtain seems indestructible.

The crowd was slightly startled.

They didn't even see Luo Wushu's shot.

With just one thought, a sword screen appeared, easily resisting Lin Hu's stormy offensive.

Lin Hu looked stiff and couldn't believe it.

Luo Wushu is clearly sleeping!

How could he be able to resist such a powerful storm attack so easily?

"Senior, he cheated, and the means he used were definitely not understood from Jianfeng." Lin Hu gritted his teeth.

This statement came out.

The shocked people were relieved.

"Yes, it must be so."

"Otherwise, how could Luo Wushu be able to resist Lin Hu's offensive?"

"If people who have been sleeping all the time understand more than us, don't they mean that we are a bunch of idiots?"

Mo Fan and the others looked at everyone strangely, when did these idiots become so self-aware?

But at this moment, there was a resentful voice, whispering, "He doesn't seem to be cheating."

"Zeng Bing, are you talking for him?" Someone looked at the person who spoke in dissatisfaction.

"No!" The young man called Zeng Bing looked at one of the sword peaks.

"The method he just used is a bit like the magical power of swordsmanship contained in that sword peak."

Finished.

His whole body also had the flow of sword intent, which seemed to resonate with the sword peak, and there was a sword curtain condensed in front of him.

Faintly, it seems to have the same effect as the sword curtain condensed by Luo Wushu.

It's just the drizzle mood it contains, but it's like a cloud of mud in the sky.

"..." Everyone was stunned.

His eyes were fixed there.

Luo Wushu, who has been sleeping all the time, actually has a deep understanding of that sword peak.

Are they really a bunch of idiots?

"Zeng Bing, is the sword technique magical power contained in that sword peak a defensive magical power?" Lin Hu glanced.

Zeng Bing nodded, "Yes!"

Hearing Zeng Bing's definite answer, Lin Hu suddenly laughed.

"Luo Wushu, ah Luo Wushu!"

"Even if you are lucky and have a deep understanding of that sword peak, what can you do?"

"As long as we don't take the initiative, you can't beat us either."

The others nodded in agreement.

A relieved smile appeared on that shocked face.

What Lin Hu said was not allowed.

As long as they don't take the initiative to attack Luo Wushu, they are still invincible.

Not entirely hopeless.

Luo Wushu glanced at everyone lightly, and asked again, "Are you sure you won't go together?"

"There's no need for that!" Lin Hu proudly spit out a voice.

Around him, there was a gust of wind whistling, and his figure seemed to melt into the wind, turning into a stormy sword and slaughtering it out.

"Xianyu swordsmanship!" Luo Wushu raised his palm lightly.

Heaven and earth seem to be a little more desolate at this moment, and in an instant, the drizzle is drizzling.

Thousands of rain, thousands of mountains.

For a time, thousands of sharp swords appeared like rain.

The cold light is like washing, and it shines on the nine heavens.

boom!

The sharp sword of the storm rushed to kill him, but like a stone sinking into the sea, it was wiped out invisibly.

Lin Hu's eyes instantly froze there, and instinct gave birth to a sense of powerlessness.

The sword intent is very soft, but it seems to be able to restrain all the ferocity in the world, including the sword of the storm that he learned from the sword peak.

"Chichi!"

Lin Hu's figure was instantly engulfed by thousands of rain swords.

Then he sat slumped on the ground, panting heavily.

At that moment, he only felt that he had passed through the gate of **** for a while.

And this was only realized by Jianfeng when Luo Wushu did not use any other means at all.

Luo Wushu glanced at Lin Hu, and then his eyes fell lightly on the people behind him.

"Do you still want to try?"