Mortal: I will establish an immortal dynasty among mortals

Chapter 55: Fighting against the Giant Sword Technique

After making up his mind, the elixir-forming monk from the Giant Sword Sect raised his hand in the direction of Yang Lin, and suddenly there was a loud "chichi" sound, and he saw three golden sword lights several feet long flying out, running towards him. Yang Lin came over and chopped him down.

Yang Lin's expression was solemn. If it were an ordinary mid-stage foundation-building monk with such magical sword power, he would most likely not be able to handle it. However, Yang Lin was still confident in taking on these attacks.

And now that he has taken action, Yang Lin no longer hides his secrets, and the magic power he had hidden suddenly surged out like a torrent of river water.

A roar like a dragon's roar came involuntarily from Yang Lin's mouth, and dense green scales suddenly appeared on the surface of his body.

Most of these blue scales are about the size of copper coins, and shine with a dazzling blue light under the sunlight.

After Yang Lin roared, the silver hammers in his hands suddenly glowed with silver. The silver hammers, which were already several times larger, swelled again under the silver light.

"Break it!" Yang Lin shouted, and slammed forward a pair of silver-white sledgehammers in his hands.

"Clang, clang, clang" made three loud sounds, and sparks flew everywhere. When the three sword lights, which were several feet long, came into contact with the pair of silver hammers, a series of sparks suddenly erupted.

Yang Lin only felt a strong force coming, his hands holding the hammers shook slightly, and then nothing happened.

"Hey, it seems that I have underestimated you." The thin old man suddenly showed surprise when he saw Yang Lin's appearance changed drastically.

What happened next made him even more surprised. He didn't expect that the sword light he released would be caught so easily by this person.

Although this magical power of sword light is only four-tenths of the power of the natal magic weapon, it is not something that ordinary monks in the foundation building stage can take over.

The thin old man snorted coldly, and fired five sword rays in succession, shooting in the direction of Yang Lin.

"I don't believe that you can still go on unharmed!" The corners of the thin old man's mouth turned up, revealing a sneer.

But before he could put away his smile, the five sword lights that were slashing towards Yang Lin were caught again by Yang Lin. Judging from his understatement, even if there were ten more of them, he would be able to catch them. look.

Seeing that his attack failed again, the thin old man felt a little embarrassed on his face. After all, a pill-forming monk could not defeat a foundation-building monk in a short period of time, which made him very annoyed.

Just when he was about to use his own magic weapon to fight the enemy, he suddenly heard a sound of surprise in his mouth, and then his body flashed, and he was already more than ten feet away.

And where the thin old man was originally, a pair of silver-white sledgehammers passed by, scattering the afterimage of the old man.

"I didn't expect that your speed was actually not slow. If my consciousness wasn't stronger than yours, I might have accidentally fallen into your trap." The thin old man said with a gloomy expression.

At the same time, the sleeve of his robe shook, and a small golden sword flew out from the sleeve of the old man's robe. Then it rose up in the wind and turned into a flying sword several feet long. With the sound of piercing the air, it headed in the direction of Yang Lin. Cut it off.

It was obvious that this thin old man was really angry. He thought that he, a dignified alchemy monk, could do nothing against a junior in the foundation building stage without using magic weapons.

Instead, he was attacked by the other party. Although it did not cause any harm to him, it made him feel deeply ashamed.

Looking at the golden flying sword, Yang Lin did not dare to be careless. His body was filled with green light, and he turned slightly sideways, then swung his hammers and swept across the side of the flying sword.

Looking at the aura on the flying sword, it is obviously very powerful. If he uses a silver hammer to hit it hard, not to mention whether the hammers can survive the attack of the flying sword, his physical body will definitely not be comfortable.

However, Yang Lin, who was obsessed with stability, didn't know that he had actually cultivated the Vajra Art to the fourth level, even if he could hard-wire some high-quality top-level magic weapons.What's more, he later practiced the Canglong Body Refining Technique. This ancient body refining technique, even some magic weapons in the pill formation stage, especially some magic weapons such as flying knives and flying swords, couldn't even think of hurting him at all.

With a "clang" sound, a silver hammer hit the side of the golden flying sword solidly, and immediately knocked the flying sword away far away. Although the flying sword was not injured, it also suffered a great deal of damage. Shock.

The moment the flying sword flew out, the thin old man was also affected by the connection between his mind and his mind. He couldn't help but groaned and his face turned pale.

This can't help but make him feel a little shocked. Who is he? He is a monk in the alchemy stage. There are not many such people in the entire Yue Kingdom.

Against a monk who was in the middle stage of foundation building, when he used his magic weapon to fight the enemy, he was the one who suffered the loss, which made him feel unbelievable.

"You're looking for death!" The thin old man became angry with embarrassment. While shouting loudly, he waved to the flying sword in the distance. Suddenly, the golden flying sword came quickly and circled around the old man.

I saw the old man pinching the sword formula with one hand and muttering something in his mouth. Then he shot out a magic spell and sank into the golden flying sword. Then the golden flying sword glowed with golden light. In just the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant of more than ten feet. golden giant sword.

"Cut" the old man put his two fingers together and pointed in the direction of Yang Lin. Suddenly, the golden sword, which was more than ten feet tall, slashed hard towards Yang Lin with the roaring wind.

What this lean old man used was the giant sword technique that almost all sword cultivators must practice.

When Yang Lin saw the power of this giant sword, his scalp suddenly felt numb. Although he didn't know how powerful this giant sword technique was, it gave him a strong sense of oppression.

Ever since he successfully practiced the Canglong Body Refining Technique, he has never fought against anyone, and he doesn't know how powerful the Canglong Body Refining Technique's defense is.

If you overestimate the defensive capabilities of this Canglong body refining technique, you may be split in half immediately.

But now he wants to dodge, but it's obviously too late, because he feels that a divine consciousness has already enveloped him. No matter how he dodges, the golden giant sword will still slash at him.

"It's time to give it a try. What's the defensive ability of this Canglong body refining technique?" Yang Lin shouted in his heart.

Yang Lin swung his hammers and ran towards the giant sword that was chopped off. It was like a green dragon rising out of the sea. The hammers went up from the bottom and collided with the giant sword that was chopped off.

There was a loud "clang" sound, like a bell, and the harsh metal collision exploded in Yang Lin's ears, making Yang Lin's ears buzz.

I saw that the giant sword was hit by the two hammers, and immediately flew high. Then the sword body suddenly shrank, turning into the size of an ordinary flying sword, and flew back to the pill-forming monk of the Giant Sword Sect.

"You can actually block a blow from my giant sword!" The thin old man didn't care at all. The trace of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth was filled with shock and an incredible expression on his face.

This giant sword blow, even if he did not exert all his strength, was still [-]% to [-]% of his strength. Even so, he was still received by the young man. Why didn't this shock him?

At this moment, Yang Lin also felt uncomfortable. He received the huge sword blow forcefully, and his body was boiling with energy and blood. If it weren't for his strong physique, he would have vomited blood long ago.

He ignored the words of the thin old man, but looked at the pair of sledgehammers in his hands. He saw a deep dent on the head of one hammer, which sunk halfway into the hammer head.

The other one was completely split in half. If the sledgehammer hadn't been mixed with a lot of silver essence, iron essence and the like, the terrifying blade would have struck him long ago.

(End of this chapter)