I said I'd go back in time

Chapter 245 Hurricane (27)

Jing Shiyu looked at Lin Xing and said, "Lin Xing, do you really want to continue participating in the martial arts?"

"If you continue to win, the popularity of public opinion will continue to rise, and more and more people will want you to disclose the secret of your becoming stronger."

"At that time, it will be more justifiable for Xingxiao and the others to attack you."

Lin Xing looked at Jing Shiyu and asked, "What do you think?"

Jing Shiyu thought for a while and said: "If I follow my idea, then leave White Eagle Country immediately and return to Xia Country. As long as you are in Xia Country, the Nine Martial Arts will not dare to attack you easily, this is the safest way Method."

"You can continue to cultivate in Xia Guo with peace of mind and accumulate strength for the future."

Lin Xing shook his head, and said with a righteous face: "You want me to shrink back when facing those evil forces in the mirror world?"

"If we retreat now, the Xia Kingdom delegation will be completely passive in the Two Worlds Conference, right?"

"The nine sects will only grow stronger and gain more power in this world."

He recalled the confrontation between himself and Xingxiao in Da Guangming Mountain, and said slowly: "In fact, no matter what I do, the opponent will never let me go."

"Concession is useless. Take five steps back today, and ten steps back tomorrow, just for a moment of safety, but in the blink of an eye, the threat from Xingxiao and the Nine Sects will come again."

"The more you back off, the worse it will be."

"When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. The more you face this evil force, the more you can't back down, the more you have to face it bravely."

Looking at Lin Xing, who was upright and full of fighting spirit, Jing Shiyu only felt that the other party showed a special temperament every time like this.

Jing Shiyu has seen many strong men who possess high strength, but among so many strong men, except for Lin Xing, he has never seen anyone with such temperament.

At the same time, Jing Shiyu didn't care too much about the interests of the Xia Kingdom that Lin Xing said. Compared with those things, she cared more about Lin Xing's safety.

At this moment, Bai Yiyi on the side said: "Look, look, the last match is about to start. Whoever wins this match will face Lin Xing in the final."

Lin Xing and Jing Shiyu also turned their heads to look at the live broadcast.

At this moment, Lin Xing's cell phone vibrated, and he opened it to find that it was a message from a stranger.

……

On the battlefield of Yanwu, the last match of the semi-finals is about to begin.

The two sides fighting were Yun Chong from the Taihe sect, and Jian Ji from the Taiqing sect.

However, because more and more people's attention was focused on Lin Xing in the previous game, the audience in the final semi-finals was much smaller.

But Jian Ji obviously didn't care about this, she was looking at Yun Chong excitedly at the moment, obviously full of anticipation for the next battle.

Yun Chong is a middle-aged Taoist priest with a goatee and wearing a purple Taoist robe. When he appears on the stage, he gives people a sense of immortality.

I saw him touching his goatee, and said with a pleasant face: "Girl, shall we finish?"

Jian Ji smiled and said, "You Taihe Sect and Shilin Temple have always been regarded as Taishan Beidou among the nine sects, and they are the two strongest sects."

She slowly drew out the long sword in her hand, and said word by word: "I have long wanted to try the feeling of cutting you."

Taoist Yunchong sighed helplessly: "It seems that I am an old Taoist, I can't use some real kung fu today..."

Before Taoist Yunchong finished speaking, he saw a swift and fierce sword light directly slashing towards his face.

As soon as he opened his mouth to spit out, a gust of white air collided with Jian Guang suddenly.

This flow of air is milky white, irregular in gathering and dispersing, but has incomparable toughness and strength, even with the sharpness of Sword Fairy's sword light, it is impossible to cut through this air flow.

"Is this the Taihe School's Promise True Qi?"

Amidst Jian Ji's wild laughter, the continuous sword light swept around Taoist Yunchong back and forth, tearing the atmosphere continuously, and bursting out with sharp and loud noises.

But Taoist Yun Chong shouted violently, and streams of milky white air gushed out from his body, turning into violent shock waves that bounced everything around him away.

Feeling the vast power constantly pushing her sword light outward, Jian Ji was not surprised but happy, and said with a happy face: "Hahaha, the Taihe faction is worthy of Taishan Beidou, you really did not disappoint me!"

"Being able to fight against a master like you makes my road to the strong even more exciting."

"People have been telling me that your Taihe faction's boxing is the strongest in the world, and you haven't displayed it quickly for me to see."

Taoist Yunchong said calmly, "Then please have a good taste."

After saying that, he saw Yun Chong let out a low shout, and his whole body suddenly swelled up.

Then when he punched out, he saw strands of white air gushing out with his punch, turning into a shock wave and blasting towards Sword Fairy.

Jianguang and Zhenqi collided violently, and there was a burst of explosion.

With the collision point of both sides as the center, a shock wave exploded, sending smoke and dust all around.

And after this punch, Yun Chong punched out again, his whole body was shaken, not only the Wuji Zhenqi in his body became more active and powerful, but the power of the air wave from the punch also increased by a few points.

……

On the commentary stage, Huiling looked at Yun Chong's astonishing fist, and said, "This is the unique technique of the Taihe School, Dao Zhen Xing Quan, right?"

Du Kong nodded and said: "The Great Dao Zhenxingquan, this is the secret martial art of the Taihe School, and it needs to be supplemented with the Wuji Zhenqi of the Taihe School to practice."

"It is said that there are seven or fourty-nine punches in this unique art. After each punch, the true energy in the body can be strengthened. One punch is stronger than one punch, but one punch is also more demanding on the body than one punch."

"It is said that after hitting No.40 nine punches, you can immediately ascend to the ground and escape from the mortal body."

"Yun Chong will definitely not be able to hit No.40 nine punches, but if he is allowed to punch like this, Jian Ji will definitely lose."

"She should think of a way to cut off Yun Chong's fist now."

……

Twelve sword lights roared back and forth.

While the strong wind was stirring, Jian Guang collided violently with Yun Chong's true energy again and again.

After recklessly fighting one move at a time, Jian Ji only felt that her arms were numb, her breathing was churning and disordered, and Jian Guang also faintly showed signs of instability.

"Happy! So happy!"

"Yun Chong! You deserve to die by my sword!"

Jian Ji yelled violently, and an extremely strong sword intent gushed out of her body.

The next moment, as she slashed out with a sword across the air, a dazzling sword light burst out from Yun Chong's chest.

Under this unavoidable sword strike, Taoist Yun Chong was not defeated even though his body was stunned.

I saw that his luck was shocked, and the infinite true energy in his body had already shattered the sword light.

Taoist Yunchong smiled slightly and said, "Girl, with your current swordsmanship attainments, you still can't break the true energy of the old Taoist."

I saw that he continued to perform Dao Zhenxing Fist, and this was already the seventh punch he had punched.

With the opening of the fist, the billowing air wave pressed towards Jian Ji like a raging sea.

With a loud bang, Jian Ji spat out a mouthful of blood, her face became even more furious, and she growled, "Take another sword attack from me!"

I saw her body turned, surrounded by sword lights like dazzling halos, she had already slammed into Taoist Yunchong again, and fought hard for the opponent's eighth punch.

boom!
Another punch tore apart the sword light, Taoist Yun Chong's figure became taller and taller, and the infinite energy in his body seemed to be boiling, bursting out from his body in an endless stream, forming bursts of auspicious clouds around him.

Looking at Jian Ji who was covered in scars, Yun Chong said amiably, "Jian Ji, if you don't dodge or dodge like this, if you just fight me head-on, you will be beaten to death by me."

Jian Ji wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, but the sword intent in her body became more vigorous and high-spirited.

She looked at Yun Chong and said, "Dodge, retreat, or sneak attack are all fighting methods of the weak. The moment you use this method, you are admitting your own weakness."

She laughed wildly and said: "The real strong should use the most domineering power and the most violent moves to smash the opponent to a fucking scum, or be blasted to a scum by the opponent."

While speaking, the blood from her arm was slowly flowing onto the sword.

The long sword in Jian Ji's hand seemed to have sensed the vigorous fighting spirit in the master's heart at this moment, and it vibrated spontaneously, making crisp sword cries.

Dao Zhen Xing Quan, the ninth punch.

boom!
The surging air wave blasted Jian Ji away again, her feet drew two long marks on the ground, and her shoes were turned into a mess of tatters.

Jian Ji simply stomped on her feet, shattering the shoes on her feet, revealing a pair of white soles.

At this moment, Yun Chong's beard and hair were all raised, and his purple Taoist robe was buzzing under the impact of zhenqi. It seemed that there were rivers in his body, and they continued to roar with the circulation of zhenqi.

He looked at Jian Ji and sighed: "The one who can receive my tenth punch, you are the No.1 I met after I went down the mountain."

"Also, the sword in your hand has not been broken until now, and it has been worshiped for at least 200 years. I am afraid that you are not an unknown person?"

Jian Ji shook the long sword in her hand lightly, and said casually: "It seems that there was a name before, but I have forgotten it."

"Now this is just my sword. As long as it is by my side, it is the strongest sword in the world, and it doesn't need a name..."

While the two sides were talking, fighting and walking, the surging air waves continuously blasted away large swathes of sand and stones, and the plants and trees were torn to pieces by the scattered sword intent.

At this moment, when the sun was setting in the west, the sunlight reflected the entire battlefield into a hazy yellow color, which further highlighted the desolation left after the two fought against each other.

When Yun Chong was about to throw the No.13 punch, his complexion was already bright red, and the internal organs in his body seemed to be cooked, emitting steaming heat, and his whole body was getting closer to the limit.

"Happy!" Jian Ji laughed loudly, piercing the desolation and loneliness of the scene, but when she looked at the long sword in her hand, her face was full of pity. ,
I saw that the tip of the long sword had been broken in the collision just now, and the blade was directly broken.

"This sword has been with me for more than 20 years, and I never thought it would be damaged today."

"Old man, you can no longer accompany me on my journey to become a strong man."

Jian Ji looked at the long sword with regret and sadness in her eyes, but when her palm touched the sword, a cold and chilly feeling pierced through her heart.

"So I have such deep feelings for my sword in my heart?" A flash of understanding flashed in her heart: "How can this cold sword have the same heart of a strong man as I do? How can I chase after it?" Can you get on my path to be a strong man?"

"How can I be considered a real strong when I fight against the enemy with such a single weapon?"

At this moment, the mantra of Tiangang Dishajian came to Jianji's heart: "The heart and the sword are united, and then the sword is given away to gain the sword, so that the sword can be forgotten..."

The madness on Jian Ji's face became more and more fierce, "The real strong should not need weapons, because no weapon can catch up with my growth..."

"The road of the strong, I walk alone."

At this moment, Jian Ji suddenly raised the long sword high, and then the sword intent in both hands soared, and she bent down suddenly.

With a bang, the long sword that had been with her for more than 20 years had been severed by her.

At this moment, her sword intent surged all over her body, tearing everything within a radius of [-] meters into pieces.

Twelve dazzling sword lights unfolded from behind her, and then disappeared back into her body again.

"From now on, I am my strongest sword."

(End of this chapter)