Daqizong

When Li Wan and others asked the reason, what they saw was the scene of the two confronting each other on the stage.

The monk surnamed Xie looked at Li Wan, and a knowing smile appeared on his face: "These two are considered elites, isn't Daoist Li just about to watch his disciples fight their skills, and it's a good time for them to be on stage now."

"They started." Shi Haoguang said suddenly.

On the stage, Third Young Master Fang raised his arms suddenly, raised his magic sword high, and a white glow like thunder pierced through the sword.

As his figure moved, the sword light drew afterimages in the air, like waves and waves, extremely fierce.

Lin Jinghong didn't even take out the long sword in his hand, he moved it left and right, avoiding the sword's edge, his graceful posture was like dancing to a song, growing lotuses every step of the way.

"Good posture!" Li Wan couldn't help admiring.

Although he is not good at fighting, after all, he has practiced in the dojo for many years, and he can still see that this Lin Jinghong has very rich actual combat experience, and he didn't even draw his sword. If they touch each other a few times, they are afraid they will break, so they walk around first and wait for the opportunity to move.

The cultivator surnamed Xie also saw his plan: "What did you just say, this Lin Jinghong inherited the inheritance of the medieval sword fairy? The ancient sword fairy was a master of sword repair, known as the first in combat power, with a body Both dharma and swordsmanship are enough to rule the world, but I don't know if he has learned the true essence, if he has learned it, he must be waiting for an opportunity to turn the enemy into victory in an instant!"

Seemingly aware of Lin Jinghong's intentions, Third Young Master Fang attacked for a while to no avail, and suddenly retracted his sword and stood up, holding a crystal sword obliquely in front of him.

The white light was blazing, the wind and thunder hissed, his spiritual will merged with the whole dharma sword, and he used his spiritual consciousness to activate this precious dharma sword. The more forceful sword glow immediately caused the sword to overflow, and it continued to radiate to the surroundings.

The sword is like a heavy wave, like a torrent, galloping and impacting, and the bluestone floor within ten feet can't bear the sharp air blade contained in it, and it is torn apart.

This is an unreasonable and tyrannical offensive. Controlling the sword with qi and sending out the internal qi is the supernatural power that belongs to the foundation establishment realm. It has special effects that are close to the real weapon, and it can't be regarded as self-cultivation.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the sharp edge is bursting out, and soon it spreads all over the square inch of the arena.

Lin Jinghong's expression became dignified and cautious. Facing this tyrannical attack like a foundation-building cultivator, he had no doubt that as long as he was a little careless, he would be strangled to pieces.

In less than half a breath, the third young master Fang rushed up, and the blade storm formed by the stellar energy enveloped him completely.

"clang!"

The swords in their hands finally collided.

Lin Jinghong threw out the scabbard and went straight to the face of Third Young Master Fang, but it was cut off in an instant, and there was another sound of gold and iron striking.

In an instant, Lin Yidong's sword followed the direction of castration without any trace and struck again, following the rotation of Mr. Fang San, came to his side and stabbed forward effortlessly.

Like the light of dawn in the boundless darkness, the densely-covered sword gangs were instantly broken.

There was a sneering smile on the face of Third Young Master Fang, as if he had expected that Lin Jinghong would be able to break through the Sword Gang Luo inspired by the magic sword in his hand, and even ignored the edge of the sword coming towards his throat, and suddenly turned the sword, Straight to Lin Jinghong's waist!

Swords, lights and swords crossed each other, Lin Jinghong flew backwards with a cloud of blood mist.

This split-second attack and defense ended in Lin Jinghong's complete retreat.

The disciples on the sidelines let out a burst of exclamation, seldom saw what happened clearly, but Li Wan and others sitting in the distance could see it clearly.

At the moment when the two were almost desperate to fight, the sword in Lin Jinghong's hand was cut off without any suspense. The third son of Fang seemed to have exposed his flaws, but in fact, he used his body to lure the enemy and wanted to take the opportunity to kill him.

Everyone thought that Lin Jinghong would definitely die, but suddenly, a white light flashed on his body. It was referring to the sword, and the condensed sword-shaped air blade hit the third young master Fang who was chasing him in the air. !

Third Young Master Fang was stunned!

Taking advantage of these slight delays, Lin Jinghong jumped up, turned around and jumped off the ring.

"Ah, use blood to transform form, use energy to control sword!"

"Is this the method of the monk who established the foundation, or the sword technique of the medieval sword fairy?"

"Third Young Master seems to be injured."

The crowd exclaimed.

Seeing Lin Jinghong jumping off the ring, the third son of Fang could not help but look gloomy: "Good boy, you escape quickly! But you wait for me, as long as you dare to come to participate This sect Xiaobi is looking for death, and an inferior person like you will never have the right to fight against me!"

Lin Jinghong stared at Third Young Master Fang with hateful eyes, paused for a while, covered the almost open wound on his waist and abdomen, and let out a long breath: "Just wait and see!"

After all, he turned and left.

Third Young Master Fang spat angrily at his back, then turned and stepped off the stage.

Li Wan watched the murderous intent disappear, and sighed: "It's a pity!"

With his foundation building cultivation, he saw that Lin Jinghong actually took advantage of the moment he vomited blood and flew back, stabbed with a sword in vain, forcing the true energy in his whole body to one place, turning into sword energy and bursting out through the air.

This move appeared very suddenly. If he had a stronger magic sword in his hand, he could gather the sword energy more solidly and sharply, or if the magic weapon in Mr. Fang San's body was weaker, he would have succeeded.

But even though he tried his best, Third Young Master Fang was only blocked by him and suffered a little internal injury.

On the contrary, he made a mistake in his calculations and was almost beheaded.

Li Wandao: "The Third Young Master Fang is wearing a vestment that looks like a treasure! This is a high-grade and low-grade usage. There are two large formations on the inside and outside. When necessary, the protective energy will be activated. All you need to do is refine the energy." The realm can be activated, and the level of defense is equivalent to that of a precious dharma robe, but the body has the toughness of a treasure, and it is difficult to break even a magic sword."

Shi Haoguang also said: "It's a pity, this Lin Jinghong suffers because the magic weapon is not as good as others, otherwise, it's hard to say who will win and who will lose."

Li Wandao: "This Lin Jinghong is a bit interesting, just now he also wanted to kill the third son of Fang, he was not lacking in ruthlessness, the calculation failed, but he could endure the momentary anger, and he simply surrendered, with such a heart, maybe there will be something in the future , I can’t help but want to help him.”

Shi Haoguang showed surprise: "What do you mean?"

Li Wan smiled and said: "Didn't you just say that he suffers because his magic weapon is not as good as others? If he also has a good magic weapon, or even an unparalleled sharp sword, he will be able to greatly improve his strength and turn defeat into victory!"

Li Wan's words seemed to follow his surname, but in fact, he suddenly thought of his trip to Feixian Palace.

I came to Feixian Palace this time with the responsibility of liaison, and it was for business, but those masters who have been famous for a long time, and the peak masters with high positions are not easy to contact, even if they can be contacted, they have already known each other It is not an easy task to persuade them to switch to Tiangongfang if they are masters of refining equipment, or a fixed source of magic weapons.

Li Wan was ready to return empty-handed during this trip, but when he saw Lin Jinghong fighting with Third Young Master Fang, he was suddenly shocked.

"In the Feixian Palace, there are some junior talents who have not become famous, and the senior masters are also from these talents. If you make friends with them before they make a fortune, or even treat them favorably, when they grow up, there will be a lot of people. Huge rewards, this can be regarded as a different way to develop.

Moreover, if my magic weapon can make this kind of frustrated disciple stand out and defeat a powerful enemy that was invincible before, it will definitely attract the attention of the high-level officials in Feixian Palace! "

The monk surnamed Xie was not as far-reaching as Li Wan, so he just glanced at him: "From Li Daoyou's tone, do you want to be Lin Jinghong's nobleman? This kid is really blessed."

Li Wan smiled and didn't answer, but called a deacon and asked where Lin Jinghong was going.

Not long after, a group of people quietly left the stand and went to find Lin Jinghong.

Lin Jinghong had already returned to the courtyard where he lived, and after a brief tidying up, he was ready to go out.

He is also a smart person, knowing that he has fallen into the hands of Third Young Master Fang, it is better to keep a low profile and hide to recuperate.

Seeing Li Wan and his group suddenly appear, Lin Jinghong looked solemn and said, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

He noticed that Li Wan's cultivation was unfathomable, and there were servants and beautiful maidservants beside him, who seemed to have a lot of background, so he couldn't help but get nervous, and he couldn't help but fall behind him, as if he wanted to escape.

Li Wan smiled and said: "Friend Lin, don't be nervous, we have no malicious intentions. As for who we are, let's not worry about it, I just ask you, do you want to beat your opponent and stand out?"

When Li Wan came, he had already asked about Lin Jinghong's various wishes, and also knew his surname, and he was not a muddleheaded person, so he said it bluntly.

Hearing this, Lin Jinghong remained silent, but his slightly suspicious eyes revealed that his heart was not as calm as his expression.

Li Wan smiled and said, "I can help you."

There was another silence. After a long time, Lin Jinghong asked with some vigilance, "What do you want?"

Li Wan showed appreciation, and praised: "You really are a happy person. In fact, what I want is very simple. It's just that you meet noble people when you go out, and you can help them. If you have peerless talents, you will be able to practice in the future. If you do, then owe me a favor."

"Favour?" Lin Jinghong showed surprise, hesitating for a while.

As if feeling the kindness in Li Wan's words and deeds, and as if he was in extreme embarrassment and had nowhere to go, he finally softened and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, since senior loves me so much, how can I Dare to disobey the kindness of the senior? Everything is done according to the senior's order."

Li Wan laughed loudly and said: "Young Daoist Lin is serious. I am not a senior. You and I are about the same age. You can just call me a fellow Daoist. My identity is actually an offering from Tiangongfang. Master Yan's Xiantai Peak is a guest, so you don't have to doubt my intentions, and you don't have to worry, Fang and Han will put pressure on me, and it won't be good."

He revealed his identity and strength in a timely manner, which immediately caused waves in Lin Jinghong's heart again.