Invincible Sword Soul

Chapter 1639

The sword energy that had just been condensed was crushed mercilessly by Lynch, disintegrating inch by inch.

That kind of aggrievedness made Murong Zhe want to vomit blood, why is Lynch's law still powerful, far stronger than him, an eighth-rank Earth Immortal.

For an eighth-rank Earth Immortal, a genius can have 300 million Dao laws, and ordinary people have about 200 million Dao laws.

Lin Qi's sixth-rank Earth Immortal has nearly 600 million Taos, nearly 200 million more than Murong Zhe.

What kind of concept is this, plus Lynch's law, the quality is purer than these so-called descendants of the star master, it incorporates the immortal pattern, and also absorbs the imprint law of the immortal.

In addition, the law of chaos in the body is like a pillar of heaven, firmly locking the body, allowing millions of laws to run in an orderly manner.

What's more, Lynch's law has been compressed countless times, and each piece is extremely thick, several times thicker than ordinary people.

If it is refined, this is close to the 600 million Tao rule, dozens of times that of ordinary people.

It's normal to crush him with a punch, no wonder Murong Zhe showed a look of astonishment.

The swordsmanship has died, so he can only change his tactics and continue to break through. He wants to fight in close quarters, but he doesn't know that close combat is Lynch's strongest point.

Jiuhong Lve Ying flickered frequently, not giving Murong Zhe any chance at all.

In terms of swordsmanship, Lynch was even better. In terms of speed, he beat Murong Zhe by a few blocks.

From evenly matched to one-sided crushing, Wan Yingming's eyes became brighter and brighter. He never expected Lynch to be so monstrous.

Murong Chou's face was gloomy, and he wanted to intervene several times, but Wan Yingming stared back fiercely.

As long as he dared to intervene, Wan Yingming would kill him without hesitation.

The other Murong family disciples didn't even dare to move, they watched the battle quietly.

"Murong Zhe, if you don't activate the Immortal Mark, you won't have a chance!"

As soon as Lin Qi finished speaking, he punched again, the distance between the two was only a few meters, and in the blink of an eye, the fist appeared on Murong Zhe's left chest.

If he doesn't activate it, Lynch will help him.

"Ong!"

Perhaps it was stimulated by the boxing technique, a burst of brilliance flickered, Murong Zhe was protected by the golden defensive shield, and no attack could harm him in the slightest.

"Turtle shell!"

After cursing, just like Guo Nan's situation, the Immortal Mark was activated to protect Murong Zhe.

"Zhe'er, who can force you to use my mark, could it be Tianxin?"

The appearance of an old man is also a phantom, condensed by using the law of the immortal, it has about one-thousandth of the power of an immortal, which is equivalent to a full-blown blow of a ninth-rank earth immortal.

Even Wan Yingming couldn't force the imprint of an immortal to appear. No wonder the old man asked Tian Xin first. Only a true immortal can do it.

Tianxin is the reincarnation of an immortal, with outrageous methods, and he can practice the authentic immortal world skills, and his cultivation can be said to be rapid.

Even the top ten immortals in the True Martial Immortal Realm are a little bit afraid. When Tianxin breaks through the immortals, they will definitely be countless times stronger than them.

"grandfather……"

Murong Zhe was a little choked up, as if he had found a backer and was crying out his difficulties, or like a child who was bullied outside and found his parents.

The phantom old man turned around and stared straight at Lynch, with doubts, surprises, suspicions, and all kinds of perplexities. This young man who looks so young and of low level can make his grandson suffer, and even inspire the imprint of the immortal, with constant expressions transform.

"Who are you!"

The old man is just an idea, independent thinking, judged according to common sense, and does not have much thinking ability.

It's simple and straightforward, incomplete in intelligence, not even a clone.

"The one who killed you!"

Too lazy to talk nonsense with him, the Xiexie sword continued to cut down, promoted to the ninth-rank pseudo-immortal weapon, and already had the capital to fight the imprint of the immortal.

"court death!"

Being profaned by an ant, the phantom old man was very angry. He grabbed it with a big hand, ignored the Xie Xie sword that was cut down, and grabbed Lynch's neck directly.

"It's you who deserves to be damned, because you are disrespectful and interfered with the competition for the Tianbang, and you still have the nerve to show up. If I buy a piece of tofu and hit you to death, forget it."

Lynch opened his mouth, unreasonable and unforgiving, and the old phantom yelled in anger.

"You scold well, you scold well, you scold loudly, old man Murong is indeed disrespectful."

Wan Yingming looked like he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he clapped his hands, making Lynch's eyes black, and why are you joining in the excitement.

Murong Zhe gritted his teeth, being guarded by the defensive cover, he couldn't make a move for the time being, waiting for his grandfather to kill Lynch, he was removing the defensive cover.

The terrifying Ninth-Rank Pseudo-Immortal Artifact Law descended from the sky, and Old Man Murong's speed was greatly reduced. It was not as good as before, and was suppressed by Lynch.

"Ninth-Rank Pseudo-Immortal Artifact, how could you successfully refine it? I know, you are the kid who comprehended the Immortal Pattern."

Even the immortals knew about Lin Qi's comprehension of the fairy lines, and only the fairy lines could condense the ninth-grade pseudo-celestial weapon.

"You guessed it right, but unfortunately there is no reward!"

The power of the Longxi seal came in, and the Nine Absolute Sword Soul rushed out of the arm, and blessed the Xiexie Sword, increasing the entire sword light by one point.

Infinite and close to the semi-immortal weapon, its power is incomparable, the energy in the pill sea gushes out frantically, injects it into the long sword, and a whole spiritual vein explodes.

The billowing pure yang energy, like a flood, was ruthlessly compressed, releasing the strongest blow.

The surrounding laws have been distorted, and the real bodies of the two cannot be seen. The monks standing in the dark watching the battle opened their mouths in horror, and the immortal appeared. The legendary immortal, who has not been seen for a thousand years, was lucky to see it today.

"Boy, I didn't realize that you actually have the ability to compete against the Ninth Rank Earth Immortal, and I can't keep you!"

Old Murong saw through Lynch's strength. If they really fought, ordinary ninth-rank earth immortals would not be Lynch's opponents, but those geniuses could not be ruled out.

Any realm is divided into three, six, and nine grades, and the garbage raised by using pills, this kind of ninth-rank earth fairy Lin Qi can be killed at will.

For example, if someone like Wan Yingming broke through to the ninth rank, he would have no hope of winning unless he sacrificed the gate of reincarnation, and the result would be a loss for both sides.

"There are so many people who want to kill me, but in the end they were not killed by me. The old immortal of Tianhu star, the old immortal of Xieyue star, and the old immortal of Xuanling star were all killed by me. Now it's my turn is you."

The sword light suddenly flourished, perhaps due to psychological pressure, old man Murong's mind flickered.

"cut!"

After slashing fiercely, the old man Murong could only raise his hand to block, trying to defuse the sword.

Big mistake!

When he realized it, he thought it was too late. How could this sword be an ordinary sword technique? It contained the power of the Heavenly Martial God Realm, the power of the Nine Absolute Sword Soul, and the will of the Gate of Reincarnation.

Even if he doesn't transform into a dragon, he can still cut old Mr. Murong apart and wear down his immortal will.

It's just a mark, without energy replenishment, this blow can't kill Lynch, the mark will gradually weaken, and it won't last long.

"Boom boom boom..."

With the two of them as the center, countless gas explosions were formed, and they continued to advance in all directions.

There were still dozens of remaining disciples of the Murong family, who got too close and were directly thrown away, with blood spurting from their mouths, their faces ashen ashes.

Even the patriarch failed to kill Lin Qi, so are they all going to die here?

"Miaozai, so wonderful!"

Wan Yingming jumped up and down, leaving many people in the dark speechless.

"Are you the second best in Tangtang Tianbang? Can you be a bit of a master? Can you be more stable?"

Rolling his eyes, he was just thinking about it, but he didn't dare to say it, who made him the grandson of Star Lord Po Yue, or the only one.

Star Lord Broken Moon is different from the old man Murong, he has countless descendants, probably even he himself can't remember exactly how many sons he had, how many grandsons he had, as for great-great-grandsons there are even countless.

The other star masters are basically the same, and their lifespans have a long history. It is normal for an immortal to live for thousands of years. It is not easy to have a son every year.

A son is giving birth to a son. Except for the closest direct lineage, the blood of the Murong family's branches is no longer pure.

Chickens lay eggs, eggs hatch chickens, the cycle is endless, survival of the fittest, and those with poor aptitude can only be eliminated. Murong Zhe also got his current status from countless grandchildren.

"jump!"

With the last explosion, Lynch's body retreated rapidly, and the terrifying air wave lifted him into the air. If he transformed into a dragon, he would definitely not be in such a mess.

But old man Murong was also uncomfortable, being suppressed by the ninth-grade fake fairy artifact, the imprint became much darker, and the phantom flickered, and could burst at any time.

"grandfather……"

A trace of panic flickered on Murong Zhe's face, even Grandpa couldn't kill Lynch, so what to do.

"It's useless to call the ancestors today. Even the immortals can't stop the person I want to kill."

Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lynch had a ferocious expression on his face. He barely resisted the impact just now with his strong physical body.

Finally, he endured it, and it will be of great benefit to his next practice.

Especially in the body, close to 600 million laws, more closely.

If the law of chaos is compared to a giant tree, then these ordinary earth immortal laws are the roots of the tree, firmly entrenched under the giant tree.

The two sides complement each other and deliver energy to the giant tree, allowing the giant tree to grow continuously.

The tree of Tianyuan is a branch, which keeps growing along the law of chaos. One day, it will reappear the glory of the ancient times and penetrate the three realms.

What Lynch said made old Murong tremble with anger. If it was real, he would definitely vomit blood with anger.

"Boy, as long as you are willing to let Zhe'er go, I can forget about the past!"

Lynch only suffered some shocks, not to mention injuries. The power of his imprint was used less and less each time.

They had no choice but to lower their figures, hoping to let go of their hatred for each other.

"Are you begging me?" Lynch replied with a cold smile, "If you are willing to kneel down and beg for mercy, I can consider letting him go."

As soon as the voice fell, an endless murderous aura burst out from the phantom.

To make an immortal kneel down, even if Murong Zhe is spared, how will the Murong family gain a foothold in the Realm of True Martial Immortals in the future? It is a disgrace and a blasphemy for an immortal to kneel down to a mortal.

Wan Yingming suddenly stopped laughing and gave Lynch a thumbs up.

"Old Mr. Murong, hurry up and kneel down. How dare you say that you have never pushed a car on the bed. Concubine of Sanqian, you have pushed a car three thousand times. This time is not bad. You are already an old driver."

Wan Yingming's words made the monks in the dark burst into laughter, and Lynch was speechless to the extreme. Was he sent by the monkey to make a joke?

(End of this chapter)