Comprehensive martial arts begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 18
After Ao Yu finished speaking, a knife appeared in front of Qi Lin.

It was a straight black knife without a scabbard, and it came without a trace when it came and went without a trace.

Even Qi Lin had just reacted when the saber energy reached three inches in front of him.

He immediately withdrew and retreated, using his sword box to protect himself, and struck with a straight knife, like a mountain hitting.

Qi Lin couldn't stop backing back more than ten meters before barely stopping, with his feet deep into the ground.

"Nanjue Daoxian, Ghost Dao, and Moon-chasing Lord!"

Qi Lin's face was solemn. He heard Luo Qingyang talk about those masters in the world.

One of the three great sword celestial beings in Nanjue, Mr. Zhaiyue, the biggest feature is the sheathless straight knife in his hand, the blade is pitch black, killing people invisible.

"As expected of Prince Nanjue, it is enviable to be protected by Dao Xian when he travels."

Qi Lin pushed Minghou Yueji away to let them stay away, and at the same time held the whirlwind sword that popped out of the sword box.

Those who can't be defeated for sure, and those who have a word of immortality, are no longer ordinary warriors. They can use the power of heaven and earth for their own use, which is almost the same as cultivating immortals.

Otherwise, Minghou and Yueji would not be able to see Lord Zhaiyue, and it would be impossible for Qi Lin to react until the saber energy hit his face.

What he has to do now is not to win, but to hold on, and there is still a spear fairy in the city to support him!

"Put down the sword now, and you can still suffer less pain!" Jun Yue held the sword in one hand, aloof and cold, and did not put Qi Lin in his eyes.

"It's a pity." A disdainful smile was drawn on the corner of Qi Lin's mouth: "It's a pity that I am born with a low bone, and I can't stand the kindness of you big men."

Ao Yu wanted to take him back to Nanjue as a toy, and no one with any dignity would submit obediently.

"It's your own choice."

Mr. Zhaiyue will not feel any guilt for the situation that Qi Lin may face.

"Ding!"

Qi Lin smiled slightly, flicked the sword body lightly, and the Whirlwind Sword made a crisp sword chant.

Winds came from all directions, and the howling wind in the northwest gathered and circulated, turning into a wind field, covering the entire open space outside the south gate.

Inside the wind field, sword energy was everywhere, and with Qi Lin's thought, the wind would turn into sword energy and shatter everything.

But Mr. Zhaiyue disappeared in place without a sound, passed through the wind field, and landed in front of Qi Lin's head with a knife.

Qi Lin's mind was connected with the wind field. He couldn't find the figure of Lord Zhayue, but he sensed the opponent's position with the collision of sword energy and knife energy.

Before the black knife fell, Qi Lin stepped on the strong wind in the wind field and floated to another position.

"Young people are awesome!" Even the enemy, Mr. Zhaiyue praised him.

"I haven't seen a young man who can master the power of heaven and earth like you."

The standard for distinguishing the level of Xiaoyao Tianjing is the control of the power of heaven and earth, and the comprehension of the way of heaven.

As the Sword Immortal of the Great Happy Realm, Mr. Jieyue can integrate his body with the heaven and the earth, so he can truly come and go without a trace.

Because he has become a part of heaven and earth, people under the realm of happy and unfettered heaven can't tell the difference between the whole of heaven and earth.

"To be praised by Dao Xian, I am considered lucky!"

Qi Lin said so, but there was no expression on his face: "But you can't get anything in Xicheng today, so if you have any advice, senior, please use it."

Advising is just a polite word, fighting is the real meaning.

Qi Lin is also young, in fact, in his early twenties. After practicing swords for so many years, Uncle Luo keeps his hands away every time he competes with swords.

Although Li Hanyi drew his sword and slashed at him, he would not kill him.

So he has been curious to see how powerful the immortals in this world are.

"Senior Ghost Saber, please!"

Qi Lin flicked the whirlwind sword again, and all the wind turned into invisible sword energy, and the whole wind field turned into a huge mixer.

The invisible whirlwind sword energy swirled and collided, smashing everything in the wind field to pieces.

Jun Yuezhang stood in place, seemingly doing nothing, but in fact, his invisible saber aura had already been released, colliding passionately with Qi Lin's whirlwind sword aura.

It's just that this battle is invisible versus invisible. Unless someone dares to take the risk and test it with his own body, bystanders will not be able to see anything.

"Yes, you are really good. As expected of someone Luo Qingyang valued." Jun Yue stood in the middle of the wind field, and once again came out to praise.

"It won't be long before you can step into the ranks of sword immortals."

"But that's why you are going to die here today. I don't want to see another sword fairy from Beili."

Unlike the sword celestials in Beili and the imperial court, the sword celestials in Nanjue are closely related to the royal family, as can be seen from Ao Yu calling Jieyue Jun his teacher.

Because of this, Zhaiyue Jun became murderous against Qi Lin, who has the talent of heaven.

Mr. Zhaiyue raised his black straight knife, and the supreme momentum of the knife began to rise on his body.

Qi Lin's face was solemn, he held the Whirlwind Sword tightly, and mobilized his true energy, but he could feel the whirlwind around him was getting out of control.

"break!"

When Zhai Yuejun's knife fell, Qi Lin's wind field was instantly split into two.

"The whirlwind is blowing!"

Qi Lin frowned, and the whirlwind sword qi roared, turning into a high-speed spinning hurricane, but this was not an attack, but a defense.

Although Zhai Yuejun was still several hundred meters away from Qi Lin, his saber energy was still rolling in and hit the hurricane.

click, click...

The collision of sword qi and knife qi plowed the sandy land one after another, several meters deep.

Qi Lin changed his figure, and the whirlwind sword pierced out. He moved with the strong wind above the northern plains, and his figure quickly disappeared, leaving only countless sword shadows criss-crossing, forming a huge wind field again.

Zhaiyuejun's knife spread out, and he held the knife with one hand, chopping or slashing, without any subtle moves, but each knife contained the power of heaven and earth, easily tearing a hole in Qi Lin's wind field.

Qi Lin had already vomited blood, and he worked hard to build a wind field in a short period of time with his true energy and the divine power of the Whirlwind Sword.

And Mr. Zhaiyue just swung his saber, and used the rising saber force to build a small world of his own.

Qi Lin's whirlwind sword energy entered within three feet of his body and became his wind.

"It's so unreasonable!"

After another impact, Qi Lin landed in front of the city gate, his gray robe had been torn into holes by the saber energy.

He himself was out of breath, covered in sweat, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and although he was still holding the Whirlwind Sword, his hands were shaking.

"You have other swords, aren't you going to take them out?"

The voice of Mr. Zhaiyue came from afar.

Qi Lin shook his head: "You have self-knowledge. Unless I can take a step further in the way of swordsmanship, I will definitely not be an opponent of my predecessors."

In fact, he still has another choice, which is to draw out the Changhong Sword now and use the tenth layer of Huowu Whirlwind, not to say that he will win, but he will definitely not lose.

But to do that, his insistence on the Seven Swords Unity for several years is nothing.

"Then you will die here."

Zhaiyue Jun's eyes were cold, and he swung the knife with all his strength, just like the previous knife, silent, but with the power to cut everything.

Qi Lin raised the whirlwind sword, and then a wind rose between the sky and the earth.

But this is not Qi Lin's wind, but a gust of wind brought by a black golden gun.

Sikong Changfeng finally arrived, and he showed the demeanor of a spear fairy as soon as he shot, the wind on the whole plain was aroused by this shot, turned into a giant spear, and hit the black knife.

Boom!

The fan-shaped area one mile away in front of the south gate of the west city was razed to the ground.

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