I said I'd go back in time

Chapter 209

Lin Xing looked at the picture scroll that appeared in his mind, and felt that the sky was full of sword lights, like stars twinkling.

In the next moment, sword intent surged out of his body.

Countless sword marks emerged on the ground, centered on Lin Xing's body, blooming in all directions.

The spiritual induction continued to expand with the sword marks, reflecting all kinds of things in the world in his mind.

But Lin Xing has no time to take care of them.

On the picture born in his sea of ​​consciousness, Dao Dao Jian Guang constantly swayed and struggled, like fresh and nimble fish swimming, trying to get out of his control.

But Lin Xing was engrossed, trying his best to suppress the sword lights in the picture with his spiritual thoughts, and tried to make the sword lights be placed in a special position.

But soon Jian Guang rushed out of the Sea of ​​Consciousness uncontrollably, cutting out deep sword marks more than ten meters long on the ground around Lin Xingsi.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light on the picture has dissipated, and even the picture itself has gradually disintegrated, turning into the brilliance symbolizing the four skills again.

Lin Xing felt the spiritual thoughts that had also been exhausted in his mind, and thought to himself: "Did you fail?"

"If it's someone else, the formation of the picture has failed, and I'm afraid we can only start again after the spirit recovers."

"But I have an easier way..."

After a while, I saw that Lin Xing had been enveloped by the flames of the explosion.

Time after time, Lin Xing began to try to complete the picture repeatedly.

In the beginning, the sword light always shot out from the scene.

After repeated attempts, Jian Guang began to stay in the picture for a longer time.

Then with Lin Xing's efforts, Jian Guang gradually formed a scene like a sea of ​​stars.

During this process, Lin Xing persisted for longer and longer, getting closer and closer to the complete completion of the picture.

This time, when Lin Xing completed most of the picture, a figure suddenly appeared on a cliff more than 500 meters away.

A middle-aged man in a white samurai uniform and carrying a sword box frowned and let go of his spiritual sense to look around.

"Where did the demon monk go?"

"Within the range of my spiritual perception, I can't even find him?"

"It's really fast."

Suddenly, a sword light flashed in his eyes, and he frowned deeply when he saw Lin Xing who was breaking through: "Is someone breaking through the realm?"

Looking at the sword marks on the ground and the sharp sword intent erupting from Lin Xing's body, the man snorted coldly and said, "Who is this? He actually stole my Emei swordsmanship? Are you starting to attack the scene?"

The man saw at a glance that Lin Xing's sword intent contained Emei's secret sublimation.

Even the vision emanating from the impact scene at this moment has similarities with several secret scenes of Emei.

And when he saw Lin Xing's young face, a trace of strong jealousy rose in his heart.

Thinking of him, Luo Haoran is extremely talented, and he has practiced swordsmanship for [-] years to complete the picture, but the young man in front of him has come to this step by stealing at such a young age.

Seeing that the other party was still attacking the scene, Luo Haoran gradually had a murderous intent in his heart, already planning to kill this genius so that the other party would not surpass him in the future.

So Luo Haoran patiently waited for the opponent to consume his inspiration, watching the opponent's sword intent and momentum gradually decline.

Until a moment when he felt that he was completely sure, the whole person shot out instantly.

At the same time, he squeezed the sword formula with his hand, and there was a light whistle from the sword box behind him, and a series of fifteen flying swords pierced the sky like lightning, turning into a sword array and strangling towards Lin Xing.

As the thunder sounded, Lin Xing immediately sensed the fifteen flying swords that were encircling and killing him with his spiritual sense.

"Someone assassinated me with a flying sword?"

Lin Xing's heart moved slightly: "This is much faster than Master Bai, and much more comfortable than the explosion."

Thinking about catching a murderer by the way afterwards, Lin Xing became more and more looking forward to it.

And Luo Haoran watched the other party struggling to support a few times, and then he pierced through the heart and brain with the flying sword.

Sensing the breath of the other party's life slowly dissipating from his body, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Then Luo Haoran looked at the puppet girl who was still practicing martial arts just now: "The first pass is bad."

With a thought in his mind, fifteen sword lights had already rolled towards the puppet girl.

After Lin Xing went back in time again, he continued to hit the scene calmly.

And in the process of practicing and being killed again and again, Lin Xing also got to know Luo Haoran better and better.

No matter where the opponent attacked, the flying sword used, and the swordsmanship he was good at, they were all gradually remembered in Lin Xing's mind.

At the same time, he became more and more proficient in the movements of constructing the picture, and the speed became faster and faster, and the time spent was less and less.

After going back in time again, Lin Xing had full confidence to complete the picture in the sea of ​​consciousness.

A moment later, a dazzling sword light burst out from the position between his brows.

A galaxy of sword lights has emerged behind him.

At the same time, on the other side of the cliff.

Luo Haoran, who was sensing the surroundings with his spiritual sense, thought to himself: "Where did that monstrous monk go?"

The next moment, an extremely powerful and sharp sword intent appeared in his senses, and Luo Haoran was surprised: "There is such a master in Dongya Mansion?"

He opened his eyes and saw that the strong man exuding an astonishing sword intent was walking towards his position step by step.

Every time the opponent took a step, the ground under his feet rose and fell.

There are even more turbulent ideas constantly surrounding the other party, as if continuously pouring into a huge funnel, triggering various visions of the other party's surrounding environment.

At the same time, streaks of sword light gradually appeared around the opponent.

The number of Jianguang is growing at an incredible speed.

"What a young master."

Seeing Lin Xing's appearance, Luo Haoran felt a trace of jealousy in his heart, but sensing the opponent's current strength, that trace of jealousy was quickly suppressed by him.

He whispered and said: "My next Emei Sect, Luo Haoran, I don't know your surname Gao? You actually learned the secret method of my Emei Sect?"

Lin Xing didn't speak, but flicked his sword fingers, and in an instant, a hundred and one sword lights surrounded and killed Luo Haoran.

Sensing Lin Xing's fierce killing intent and the majestic sword force composed of one hundred and one sword lights, Luo Haoran was frightened and angry for a moment.

"How brave!"

With a shout of anger, a series of fifteen swords in his sword box shot up into the sky, intercepting the sword lights that were cutting towards him one after another.

Feijian and Jianguang strangled together instantly, and during a burst of mutual attacks, Luo Haoran immediately felt the power of Lin Xingjianguang.

I saw a few sword lights at a very fast speed, killing Luo Haoran directly three inches in front of Luo Haoran's eyebrows like a flash of lightning.

The piercing sword intent seemed to have left a chill on his forehead.

Although Luo Haoran blocked him with his flying sword several times at the last moment, it still shocked him into a cold sweat.

"What picture is this?"

He felt that the mighty sword light not only had an astonishing speed, but also contained many secrets of Emei School's swordsmanship.

Seeing that the sword array formed by his fifteen flying swords could only keep narrowing the range under the opponent's siege and oppression, and became precarious, Luo Haoran shouted angrily:
"Who is your Excellency? I have no grudges with you in the past, and I have no grudges in recent days. Why do you want to kill me so much?"

Lin Xing said lightly: "If you want to kill me, I will kill you. This is a matter of course."

Luo Haoran said unexpectedly: "I want to kill you?"

At this moment, Luo Haoran only felt extremely wronged. Over the years of his practice, although he had killed countless people and done a lot of bad things, he asked himself if he really didn't intend to kill Lin Xing just now, and he didn't even think about it.

Luo Haoran couldn't help shouting: "Did you recognize the wrong person? I met you for the first time today. I have never had any enmity before. Why would I want to kill you? I don't even know who you are. Misunderstand!"

Lin Xing said, "How do I know why you want to kill me?"

"However, I have seen many criminals like you, and I will never admit it until the last moment."

It was the first time in Luo Haoran's life that he felt this kind of grievance of being wronged, and the fifteen flying swords under the imperial envoy screamed repeatedly.

"Little thief, do you really think that I am not your opponent?"

I saw Luo Haoran pinching the sword formula with his hand, and a picture scroll containing a strange sword formation appeared behind him.

At the same time, the fifteen flying swords turned into a sword array and surrounded him like a shape-changing shadow, exuding an earth-shattering awe-inspiring sword intent.

"Little thief, do you know this formation?"

Lin Xing looked at the sword array set up by the opponent, and with a thought, one hundred and two sword lights had already slashed towards Luo Haoran.

After completing the picture of the Heavenly God's Light Sword, Lin Xing can now not only control everything with the sword, but also condense the light of the sword to kill the enemy.

Compared with Yujian Wanwu, Jianguang has its own merits.

Although the lethality is not as good as using a physical sword to control the sword, the sword light itself is extremely fast, far surpassing ordinary flying swords, and it is extremely difficult to defend between attacks and kills.

In addition, after mastering the Heavenly God Light Sword, Lin Xing felt that the sword light and sword intent he emitted seemed to have simple wisdom.

If in the past, his envoy Feijian was able to make Feijian fight automatically through the Tianxing Sword Domain, then now he can not only let Feijian, Jianguang, and Jianyi fight on their own, but can also give some simple orders.

For example, at this moment he ordered to besiege and kill Luo Haoran, even if Bai Yiyi or others rushed into the sword array, Jian Guang would not attack by himself.

He can also use his sword light to do different things. For example, he can use fifty sword lights to encircle and kill opponents, thirty to protect himself, and twenty to stand by.

Lin Xing even felt that he could use one hundred and two sword lights to deal with one hundred and two different opponents.

This is something Lin Xing could never do in the past.

This also allowed Lin Xing to grasp and control the battle situation more delicately and more easily.

(End of this chapter)