Another world dragon and thunder double repair

"Great swordsmanship!" Lin Jinghong yelled lightly, and the long swords all over the sky turned into sharp sword lights and shot towards Lin Mufei, and there were bursts of piercing sounds in the air.

"So strong..."

"Yeah, this is not something we can compare..."

"The gap."

"I don't know if Lin Wenwen can catch it."

"..."

Lin Mu's eyes were fixed on the Baidao Jianmang flying towards him, he smiled lightly, took a deep breath, suddenly his body was filled with golden light, a violent energy overflowed from Lin Mu's body, he raised the long sword with his right hand, Suddenly, a cyan lightning shot down from the clouds above Lin Mu's head and hit the long sword, and the long sword suddenly turned into a giant azure lightsaber. Move, the power is incomparable!

"This, this, isn't this the 'Heavenly Lightning Sword'?!" A group of elders on the stage stared dumbfounded at the giant lightsaber on the stage, "Are you kidding!!! A move that can be used, how is it possible??"

"No, this shouldn't be the real 'Sword of Sky Thunder'. The real 'Sword of Sky Thunder' has nine lightning bolts attached to the sword, but he only has one. Its power cannot be compared with the gathering of nine thunders." Lin Yuemian frowned slightly. He twisted his head firmly, and said: "This should be his move to fortify the fourth level with the power of the second level, but this kid's understanding of the realm has reached a terrifying level, otherwise it would be impossible to use the trick like this gone."

Lin Yuemian was wrong about one thing. Although Lin Mu did use the 'Sword of Sky Thunder', it was just a modified move that could be used on the second level and the fourth level move. Of course, the person who modified it did not Not Lin Mu, but Lin Wenwen.

Lin Jinghong also looked at Lin Mu with a little fear. He could feel how terrifying the energy contained in that lightsaber was, but he had already made a move and was determined not to stop, so he bit it down and exhausted it. With all the strength in his body, he exerted the power of Baidao Jianmang to the maximum, and rushed towards Lin Mu fiercely.

Lin Mu took a light step with his left foot, held the giant lightsaber tightly with his right hand, and slashed at the sword glow that came from the sky.

"Boom!" The two huge energies collided with each other, and the entire sword platform shook slightly. The impact generated by the collision of energies in the sky pushed some low-cultivation disciples out violently.

"Break it!" Lin Mu exerted force with his right hand, and the thunder light on the giant lightsaber soared. The powerful energy suppressed Lin Jinghong fiercely. Jinghong couldn't bear the powerful recoil force, he flew far away, and a few mouthfuls of blood came out of his mouth.

"Jinghong!"

Lin Yin stood up abruptly from his seat.

Lin Jinghong struggled to stand up from the ground, put one hand on the ground, and waved to Lin Yin with difficulty.

Lin Mu, on the other hand, didn't seem to have suffered any damage. He looked at Lin Jinghong who was going away indifferently, and suddenly an uncontrollable impulse came up in his heart. With a long roar, he swung his right hand upwards, and the giant lightsaber With a bang, it pierced into the sky with tyrannical energy, and the violent energy blasted away the nearby clouds.

The disciples around looked at Lin Mu who was screaming endlessly on the sword platform in fear, and unconsciously stepped back a few steps. The genius who swept away his peers with his own power back then is back!

After the long cry, Lin Mu looked around lightly with his eyes, then set his eyes on the high platform, and suddenly smiled strangely at the group of elders on the platform.

"How do I feel... My eyelids suddenly jumped up." Lin Yuemian looked at Lin Mu's strange smile and said hesitantly.

"Then what does the little bastard want to do?" Lin Baohe couldn't help wondering.

"All the old things on the stage, listen to the boss!" Lin Mu arrogantly shouted at the elders on the stage: "I, Lin Wendao is back! After washing all of them, within ten years I will blow up your chrysanthemums one by one!"

Quiet, as soon as these words came out, the entire Chengtian Sword Stage became dead silent, even Lin Jinghong couldn't believe it and looked at Lin Mu who was talking nonsense in front of him, this girl is too arrogant.

"Damn you bastard, how dare you be so arrogant!" The elders on the stage blew their beards and stared angrily.

"Hehe, what an interesting guy, he is even more arrogant than my sister." Lin Yu laughed coquettishly, turned her head suddenly, and asked the elders behind her with a seemingly ignorant expression: "What does chrysanthemum mean?"

A group of elders were choked by these words, and looked at Lin Yu with black lines all over their heads. This girl is also a little trouble.

"Hehe, it looks the same as back then." Lin Yuemian looked at Lin Mu amusedly, and said to Lin Baohe, "Baohe, your grandson seems to have regained his previous look, did he completely walk away from that incident? Out?"

"Maybe." Lin Baohe frowned slightly, glanced at the sky, and replied lightly.

. . .

An hour later, the final result of the game was announced. Lin Mu was undoubtedly ranked first, and Lin Jinghong was second. Although he lost to Lin Mu and was seriously injured, the battle that broke out just now The combat power is not comparable to other disciples.

Without any doubt, there really is not a single outer disciple among the first to ten places. Out of the twenty places, the outer disciples only accounted for the last three, but this is okay, after all, the cultivation environment is too different, and they can occupy the third place. This shows that the talents of these outer disciples are quite good.

Lin Jinghong was carried back by the villa's doctor, and Lin Mu controlled his strength when he shot, so Lin Jinghong's injury was not too serious.

Under the awe-inspiring gaze of the audience, Lin Mu slowly left the Chengtian Sword Terrace. The gazes of the surrounding disciples made Lin Mu feel a little proud, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

After the disciple contest ended, Lin Mu's life became a little easier. He didn't have to go to the mountains to practice hard every day, but his small courtyard, which had been deserted for more than two years, suddenly became much more lively, and some disciples of the same age came to Coming to visit and ask for advice on the way of cultivation and so on made Lin Mu feel dizzy for a while.

"Aunt Yue, those people are really annoying." Lin Mu perfunctorily dismissed the last disciple who came to get close, he took a breath, and said to Lin Yueniang.

"Hehe, that's natural. Now that you've regained your old style, your future achievements will naturally be extraordinary. It's normal for those people to please you." Lin Yueniang smiled.

"Hey... annoying."

"..."

The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was almost a month before the Ion Disciple Competition ended, and the opening time of the Qianlong Pavilion was also coming. The disciples who got the quota were extremely excited, and the long-awaited day was approaching.