I said I'd go back in time

Chapter 158 Extreme Sword
"You are very good, very good, you are worthy of being the successor of the Nine Schools."

"If you can still take my Kunjian move, I can also have a good fight with you."

Seeing the burst of sword intent on Lin Xing, it was as if six invisible sharp swords slashed out in all directions and the entire arena.

boom!
Under these six sword intents, the arena made of steel was easily torn apart like pieces of paper.

Various iron sheets and steel pipes mixed with smoke and dust soared into the sky.

Xia Jianlong still stood there motionless, watching the scene coldly, as if to see what other tricks Lin Xing could do.

On Lin Xing's side, with the display of Kun Jian's sword intent, the whole world has undergone drastic changes in his eyes.

Since returning to the present world from Zhou Tianhui, after Lin Xing saw the power of the Dragon Riding Scholar, in order to protect the present world and implement the righteous and chivalrous way, he spent more time practicing every day.

Especially the practice of turning back time again and again, because with the help of Jing Shiyu, he no longer needs to go through all kinds of life and death fights, which has much less impact on his personality, and makes him use time turning back even more recklessly.

Although this process will still blur Lin Xing's past memories, what remains are only memories of various penances, not the death fights and killings that lasted for months or even years in the past.

Kunjian Sword Intent: The terrain is Kun, nourishing all things, integrating the Kun Intent into one's own Sword Intent, transforming into the Kunjian Sword Intent, and feeling the Sword Intent in the ground-born myriad things.Those with high aptitude can go a step further after two and a half years of comprehension, and comprehend the sword intent of the extreme sword, and they will soar into the sky from then on.

By using and comprehending the sword intent of the Kun sword time and time again, Lin Xing completed the effect of two and a half years of hard work in a short period of time, and finally comprehended the sword intent of the extreme sword.

At this moment, under the infusion of Kun Jian's sword intent, whether it is the clouds in the sky, the various facilities of the stadium, or the arena under his feet, the flying iron pieces, the smoke and dust soaring into the sky...

In Lin Xing's eyes, everything seemed to be a part of himself and the sword.

Under the infusion of the sword intent of the extreme sword, Lin Xing felt that the swords in his eyes were ready to go, waiting for his orders.

At the same time, Jian Ji, who had been watching casually under the ring just now, suddenly shrank her pupils, stared closely at Lin Xing on the stage, and wondered in her heart: "What kind of sword intent is this?"

"pole!"

I saw Lin Xing raised his right sword finger lightly, and the layers of iron flakes that flew out first gathered together suddenly, turning into a flying sword with bursts of sonic booms, and shot towards Xia Jianlong.

Then a steel pipe suddenly twisted and deformed, exuding surging sword intent and shooting at Xia Jianlong.

Then came the smoke and dust that soared into the sky, turning into an invisible giant sword and slashing towards Xia Jianlong.

Even the gust of wind that blew past Xia Jianlong's body turned into a sharp blade in an instant, cutting towards his throat.

With Lin Xing's sword fingers moving slightly, Xia Jianlong felt as if he had been thrown into a different space full of sword weapons at this moment, and there were peerless swordsmen in all directions, slashing at him with a unparalleled move Sword skills, to take his life.

Roar!
As Xia Jianlong slapped out his palm, a wave of dragon-shaped energy crushed the blowing wind swords.

Then he kicked out again, with the sound of wind and thunder, smashing the steel sword that was shot in front of him.

Fists, palms, legs... every part of his body seemed to be turned into a magic weapon at this moment, smashing the swords that stabbed him one by one.

And with every punch and every kick of his, there seemed to be loud noises like dragon roars erupting from the vibrations of the big tendons in his body, as if there was really a giant dragon hidden in his body, appearing An incomparably terrifying aura.

At this moment, following Xia Jianlong's explosive eruption, everyone's attention was subconsciously focused, as if a divine dragon descended from the sky, exuding earth-shattering power.

"It's so powerful!" Huiling stared at the direction of the ring, opened and closed his mouth, and said quickly: "Xia Jianlong displayed more than ten kinds of martial arts in an instant... So strong, this explosive power is too strong."

But under Xia Jianlong's outburst, his situation on stage did not improve.

The iron plate under his feet turned into a sharp sword and pierced.

The fragments of the steel pipe just shattered once again exploded with a terrifying sword intent.

The disintegrating gust of wind circled around, like an assassin who had been waiting for a long time, stabbing a fatal sword towards Xia Jianlong's vest.

He slapped the smoke and dust that came towards his face away with his palm, but found that the smoke and dust seemed to be just smoke and dust, and the sword intent just now was like an illusion.

With Xia Jianlong's frantic counterattack, all kinds of sword weapons continued to shatter, and all kinds of illusions rose and fell.

And all of this could not stop Lin Xing's Yujian at all, but made Lin Xing's offensive more unpredictable and unpredictable.

If Huiling was a little surprised by Xia Jianlong's outburst just now, there was a hint of disbelief on Huiling's face at this moment: "Can Lin Xing's sword control skills even control the atmosphere? What kind of sublimation is this?"

Jian Ji stared at Lin Xing even more, her eyes were full of fierce fighting intent.

Under this unprecedented threat, Xia Jianlong let out a roar and burst out with all his strength. Amidst bursts of explosions like a dragon's roar, he charged towards Lin Xing like a mad dragon with layers of vigor all over his body.

At this moment, there is no arena, any three-stroke agreement, or any show of strength to Xia Guo in his mind anymore. He only knows that if he doesn't fight Lin Xing with all his strength at this moment, he will probably die.

I saw his hands raised palms all over the sky, like an angry dragon opening its mouth, exposing a string of dragon teeth, tearing all the swords that stabbed him into pieces one by one.

The original various iron pipes and iron sheets have become countless tiny fragments as they are broken again and again.

After the violent wind collapsed again and again, it became more and more chaotic, chaotic, and unpredictable.

Appearing and disappearing from time to time, the smoke-like sword intent flickered beside him.

Xia Jianlong charged all the way, but the closer he got to Lin Xing, the more ferocious the attack he encountered was.

Endless, real and fake swords came towards the invasion like mountains and seas.

Chi chi softly, Xia Jianlong's clothes gradually shredded, traces of blood flashed across his face, and more and more sword wounds began to appear on his body.

"what!"

Xia Jianlong, whose face was covered in blood, let out a furious roar. It was as if giant dragons were pushing in his fleshly body. His big tendons burst out with frightening power, and a blast of air blasted all the swords around him.

The violently beating heart roared, turning waves of power into torrents, continuously pumping into every corner of his body.

I saw him take the last step and finally came in front of Lin Xing.

"die!"

Stimulated by the deadly threat, Xia Jianlong couldn't care less about anything else, and slapped out his palm frantically with all his strength, bringing out the roar of the dragon of atmosphere, and imprinted firmly on Lin Xing's chest.

boom!
Like a dynamite bag bursting suddenly, the air was discharged in all directions like boiling water.

But Xia Jianlong imagined that Lin Xing's torn apart didn't happen, there was only a puff of smoke and dust before his eyes scattered with his palm.

Xia Jianlong stared blankly at this scene, and then found that the cold wind was blowing over his body, and the original gorgeous clothes had turned into a beggar's clothes.

"You lost."

Xia Jianlong who heard the voice suddenly looked up and found that Lin Xing seemed to be standing in the original position without moving, looking at him with his hands up and down.

Xia Jianlong looked down, only to realize that he had just tried his best, but he had only rushed more than ten meters away, and he had not yet reached Lin Xing.

Gritting his teeth, Xia Jianlong summoned up all the strength in his body and said angrily, "I haven't lost yet, let's keep going."

Lin Xing shook his head and said lightly, "Touch your head."

Xia Jianlong was taken aback for a moment, and then he felt a chill coming from his head. He raised his head and touched it, only to find that he had become a Mediterranean bald head.

He hastily touched his thigh again, and his face instantly turned pale, without even a trace of blood.

"when will you……"

Lin Xing looked at him and sighed softly: "If it was a life-and-death battle just now, you would have died dozens of times."

"It's a pity, it's a pity. Although you are the inheritance of the Shenlong Gang, you have only completed a few skill transformations and secondary sublimation at most. You have not yet completed the picture. After all, it is difficult to become my opponent."

At the same time, in the aftermath of the battle between the two powerhouses, the entire arena made of steel has been ravaged to pieces, and most parts have collapsed.

It can be said that at this moment, Lin Xing and Xia Jianlong seemed to be standing in ruins.

Although most of the people present couldn't see the subtlety of this battle, they could feel the horror of the strength of both sides and the astonishing destructive power.

Especially the last battle was too simple, no one was injured except Dabagan, and the ring was not even damaged.

This battle was quite different. The sight of tearing and trampling steel at random... casually moving hands and stomping feet to completely destroy a steel structure building of hundreds of square meters on the battlefield made countless spectators feel uneasy. Feel the shock.

The barrage and messages on the Internet are constantly refreshing like a waterfall.

The host exclaimed: "Lin Xing won again! He defeated Dabagan and Xia Jianlong successively, and I feel that he won easily."

The host looked at Huiling and asked curiously, "Huiling, did you think that these two matches would end like this?"

Bai Yiyi turned to the live broadcast room and said: "She knows what a fart, did you see it? Did Lin Xing win as I said?"

Looking at all kinds of admiration, praise, and flattery in the barrage, Bai Yiyi smiled and said: "I told you earlier, Huiling doesn't practice martial arts at all, and she doesn't have the ability to explain, do you know?"

(End of this chapter)