Invincible Swallowing Heaven

Chapter 222

"Isn't Mi Xinghui an opponent?"

The hearts of the elders watching the battle jumped. What kind of monster did the old guy bring back this time?

Is it a helper?
It's just that this helper is too young!
Since Mu Qing took Zhou Lin up the mountain and gave tokens to the core disciples, a storm was brewing. Those who secretly targeted Mu Qing found an opportunity this time and finally jumped out.

They thought Zhou Lin was a breakthrough, but now it seems that they have hit a hard nail, and their teeth are about to collapse!
"The old man doesn't believe that he will be a half-step Martial Lord."

"Quick, hurry up and get the old man's sky-peeping mirror!"

An old man looked ferocious, and ordered the left and right.

After finally waiting for such an opportunity, it is absolutely not to be missed. This time, Mu Qing must be thrown down.

"Elder, the Skypeeping Mirror is here!"

After a while, someone came over with a dark round stone plate and handed it over respectfully.

The stone plate was only about the size of a palm, and after energizing the true energy, the stone plate began to glow, and the black uneven surface was filled with mist, gradually smoothing out like a mirror.

The old man muttered something, and pointed at Zhou Lin with one hand. Under the shaking of the mirror, Zhou Lin's figure finally emerged, and even his real cultivation status clearly emerged.

"Ok?"

Zhou Lin knocked Mi Xinghui to the ground with one punch, and suddenly felt as if someone was watching him, so he quickly reached out and wiped it, a thick layer of zhenqi wrapped around his body, covering his breath.

"I saw it! You still want to hide it, but you can't hide it under the sky mirror! It turns out that it's only Wu Zong's realm, Wu Zong. Haha, it's just Wu Zong! It seems that it must be relying on some secret treasure, that knife, yes, it is that knife! "

Although it was only a glimpse, the elder had already sensed the opportunity.

"Elder Xinghui, that kid's real strength is only in the early stage of Wu Zong, and he can display half a step of Wu Jun's combat power, mainly relying on the short knife in his hand, you have to be careful with that knife, that knife is very likely to be a top-grade spiritual weapon."

After the sound transmission to Mi Xinghui, the old man looked excited and was eager to try, "It seems to be a top-grade spiritual weapon. How can such a secret treasure be placed in the hands of a disciple of Wu Zong? Naturally, it must be handed over to the old man. With this top-quality spiritual weapon, Mu Qing and his like, You can suppress it with a flip of your hand."

Mi Xinghui was knocked down to the ground by a punch. He was already very decadent, but when he heard someone's voice transmission, he froze for a moment.

"What? He is Wu Zong? This is impossible!"

He hurriedly asked: "Bian Feng, are you sure he is really only Wu Zong?"

The elder Bian Feng who held the sky-peeping mirror replied affirmatively, "That's right, he can't hide under the sky-peeping mirror. His real strength is only in the early days of Wu Zong. But that short knife is weird, you have to be careful!"

"Wu Zongjing, Wu Zongjing, this old man was frightened by a Wu Zongjing, what a shame!"

Lowering his head and muttering a few times, Mi Xinghui's face became extremely ferocious, "A mere Wu Zong dares to be so rampant, I hate it!"

Even if he tore him into pieces, it would only save some face.

What would others think of this?

The dignified elder was beaten all over the ground by a disciple of Wu Zong, and he was even more shameless when he said it.

boom!
A powerful aura erupted, and a powerful aura belonging to the half-step Martial Lord level permeated the audience. All the disciples were squeezed by this aura and retreated.

With his beard and hair all stretched out, Mi Xinghui stood proudly, his eyes glowing with divine brilliance, and beside him, sword clouds swirled, making him look like a god emperor and sword emperor.

"It's been many years, many years, no one has forced this old man to do his best. Originally, he wanted to save it to deal with it. Now, this old man wants to kill you, so that you can know how powerful this half-step Martial Lord is!"

Ah!
Mi Xinghui raised his head to the sky and screamed loudly, wanting to vent all the grievance just now.

Following his long howl, his aura rose step by step, and a wave of sword energy shot up into the sky like wolf smoke, and his aura could be felt throughout the thousands of miles of the South Sea Sword Sect.

"Is this the strength of a half-step Martial Lord? It's terrible!"

The faces of the core disciples changed wildly, and they retreated one after another.

Some of the weaker ones were directly blown away by that breath, and their faces were so oppressed that they turned pale and couldn't speak.

On the mountain in the distance, Mu Qing clenched his hands tightly into fists as he watched the sword aura soaring into the sky, his face was gloomy, "No wonder he dared to do it. It turns out that he has already reached the half-step Martial Lord realm. They dared to do it, probably more than one person." "

Zheng Xinglong looked solemn, "The sect has been made into a mess these years. These people occupy the position of elders. They eat cards and ask for them. Others are also filial. They have collected a lot of resources. If the resources are accumulated, it is hard to think that they will not be strong. The nephew is useless, he still can't break through that bottleneck, and can't comprehend the realm of the Martial Lord."

Mu Qing glanced lightly, and said: "The more advanced the realm, the more it needs to accumulate insights over time, and there are life-and-death struggles. You are the head of the sect, and you are entangled in trivial matters on weekdays. How much time do you practice? If you want to break through, you need great determination and perseverance!"

"Yes, the uncle taught me a lesson. It's just that I can't help myself."

Zheng Xinglong's face showed bitterness, he didn't know what his uncle said was right, but right now the South China Sea Sword Sect has a lot of mundane affairs, and the situation in the South China Sea is now chaotic, if he dies at this time, there is no suitable person in the sect to take over. At that time, it may cause chaos in the sect.

Mu Qing stopped talking and turned to look into the distance.

Zheng Xinglong's thoughts drifted to the distance.

Uncle Shi and him are originally in the same vein and have related interests.

These years, with the backing of his uncle, with his strength and wrist, he is also able to suppress other veins.

It's just that the other lines have expanded greatly in the past few years, and their strength is increasing rapidly. When their strength is enough to compete with themselves, their ambitions will be hard to contain.

This time, they were targeting the uncle, so why not targeting him, Zheng Xinglong?

If all the Supreme Elders are thrown down, and there is no one behind him to support him, how can the position of head of the sect be held?
If they really succeed, and the head is replaced by theirs, it will be almost impossible for him to get ahead in the future.

This time the uncle brought Zhou Lin up. Judging from his strength, although this person is young, he is already proud of his peers. Even elders like them are just equal.

What the uncle said just now, he doesn't want me to pass the position of head to Zhou Lin, does he?
For a moment, Zheng Xinglong was full of thoughts.

bang bang bang...

Below, there was a big explosion in the field. Facing the half-step Martial Lord Realm, Zhou Lin went forward without fear.

Ding Ding Ding!
It was as if two bolts of lightning were entangled, colliding with each other from time to time, bombarding each other one after another.

The air exploded, and sword energy overflowed.

The surrounding disciples had already stepped aside, and in the open space in front of the core disciple's cave, two shadows were chasing after each other, and lightning burst out from time to time.

Their speed is too fast, hitting fast, bursting with sonic booms, releasing terrifying waves.

"It's amazing, he can actually fight half-step Martial Lord!"

"Is this his true strength? It's too powerful."

(End of this chapter)