Huh!
A squeak sounded, the long knife came out of the sheath, and the sharp blade shone on all sides.
Strike at will, the intention of killing swings like water ripples, the purple sword rushes into the sky, pierces the void, and chops Lin Xuan with a sharp gesture.
He was so powerful with just a draw.
"So strong!"
"Deserves to be the holder of a ten-game winning streak!"
In the hall, those martial arts admired Qi Qi's hand.
Looking at the degree of condensing of Daomang, he has reached the peak of the seventh step of Ningmai. I am afraid that Qi will break through soon. Some of the eighth-ranked warriors are also dignified, and the potential of Qi Qi is enough to attract their attention.
"Hmm! This Lin Xuan is absolutely dead!" Ling Ze's eyes shone with anticipation.
"Hey, if there is no accident, this warrior named Lin Xuan may not escape this trick." Some martialists regret that, after all, they have just gained the seventh-order power of Ningmai, and it is difficult to adapt in a short time.
After Lin Xuan saw this move, her pupils shrank. He quickly performed the magic thunder footwork, and his body became dreamlike, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.
Huh!
The purple sword flashed, but only one residual image was cut.
"Huh? Did you escape?" In the hall, many warriors were surprised, even Qi Ju himself was surprised.
They don't know that Lin Xuan has precise control. Although his power has soared a lot, but under his control, he can definitely play it out perfectly.
"Good mastery of footwork!" Luo Qingshan saw Lin Xuan's footwork, his eyes flashed, it seems that it should be Xuanjie martial arts, I do not know to what extent Master Lin practiced.
Qi Linxuan's body is really fast, but Qi Ju's sword is not slow, and he can maintain ten consecutive victories, naturally he has his advantage.
"Absolute Sword Style!" Qi absolutely felt ashamed of the miss. He didn't want to spend it with Lin Xuan, so he shot with his hand.
"Appeared, the Eight Swords! Qi Ju won!" Some martial artists who supported Qi Ju were excited.
The purple sword-blade lighted up, and a lavender-blade gas of more than two feet long stretched out from the long blade, and where it passed, it made a dull whistling sound.
Zhe Linxuan swept across the sword body, covered with a pale golden arc, a messy and violent breath spread out, swiftly like electricity, and hit the purple blade.
The swords and swords fought, and a fierce energy collision made the air tremble, the tables and chairs on both sides shattered, and a terrible crack was cut above the ground.
Jianqi aspect, the sword is soaring.
But Qi Qiju was not slack, he felt that the long knife in his hand was being dissipated by a strange force, and the original long sword that split on Lin Xuan staggered away by three points.
"How is that possible?" Qi Juan's face changed so much that Lin Xuan could escape his first knife, after all, he was just his tentative move. However, now that he exhibits the Eight Swords, he still cannot prevail, which makes it difficult for him to accept.
"No, how could he master the power of the seventh-order Ningmai so quickly?" Did he hide his strength? Qi must think of a more important question.
But Lin Xuan obviously won't give him the answer. Now Lin Xuan can use the power of the seventh-order Ningmai, not to mention how happy he is. He splits one sword after another. The mighty sword air is mixed with a pale golden arc, forming Thunderstorm.
"The power of the seventh-order Ningmai is really strong, and the power of the Seven Spirit Veins has stronger explosive power and endurance, but this power is also more difficult to control." Lin Xuan's analysis kept in mind, after all, there was an additional vein Some things he needs to study carefully.
"If I can fully grasp the seventh-order power of Ningmai in this spiritual space, I can directly swallow Julingdan after I go out." Lin Xuan's heart was a little excited.
He also has an elixir that can directly elevate a realm. If he can master the power of the seventh-order Ningmai, and then use this elixir to advance, then he can be stable in the seventh-time Ningmai without fear. Any side effects.
Thought of this, Lin Xuan's offensive has accelerated a bit.
This scene surprised all the martial arts watchers.
"What? He even pressed Qi Juda? I'm not mistaken!"
"Impossible? This is absolutely impossible!"
Ling Lingze's face was completely calm. He stood upright, clenched his fists, and stared at the light curtain motionlessly.
"Damn, can anyone tell me what's going on!"
"Master, it is possible that this boy has hidden strength." Said the warrior in black.
"Hidden strength?" Ling Ze's face turned dark after hearing it. "Fuck, why did I say he was so confident that he had hidden strength!"
"Brother Lin, good job!" Not far away, Ye Qing cheered.
This voice spread to Ling Ze's ears, which even made him angry.
"They must be well-designed." Ling Ze seemed to think of something. "So many designs have to be my soul stone!"
When I thought of 10,000 spirit stones, Ling Ze had a pain in his face. At first he had 100% certainty, so he dared to hold 10,000 spirit stones, but he did not expect to be pitted.
"It's not that easy to win my spirit stone!" Ling Ze called a warrior in black and whispered, "Go to Wu Ye and let him find a way to control the result of the game. In any case, Lin must not be let Xuan Win! "
The warrior in black was ordered and left quietly ...
In the spiritual space ~ ~ Qi is very aggrieved. He was completely restrained, and even Lin Xuan took his nose away. The thought of being beaten by a warrior with the sixth order of Ningmai under the watchful eyes of all the people, he had the urge to be killed.
Lin Xuan across the face was calm and his sword was very stable. He didn't want to win quickly, but attacked step by step at his own pace.
Alas, the next moment, a sudden sound came into his ear.
"Participant on the 9th, I am the manager of this space, I hope you can take the initiative to lose."
"What?" Lin Xuan suddenly hesitated, and the offensive in his hand stopped immediately, but he calmed down immediately, and the sword stabbed again.
But this tiny flaw was caught by Qi Qi, and he immediately counterattacked. He was originally a powerful warrior, otherwise he would not have won ten straight games.
Qi Qi succeeded in one trick, his body was full of spiritual power, and he exerted all kinds of swords in an all-out way. The purple sword was extremely powerful, attacking Lin Xuan from all directions.
Under such a strong attack, Zhe Linxuan had no good way. He could only keep Jian Mang within three feet and adopt a defensive state.
This amazing change made the military soldiers in the hall cry for a while, and their mood now seems to be moving in the waves, undulating.
"What's the matter, this Lin Xuan suddenly can't do it?" Some martial artists were puzzled.
"It may be that the spiritual power in the body is not controlled well, which causes the spiritual power to be consumed too fast, after all, it is not the real state!" Some experts in Ningmai Eighth Order made a guess.
Only Ling Ze knew that his order worked.
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