Invincible Sword Soul

Chapter 287 Ninth Grade Martial King
After the two parties separated, Meng Ya brought Lin Qi and others back to the courtyard where they lived. If Meng Ya hadn't accompanied him, Lynch would have been chopped up by the people.

"Master, you must find a way to help me get Xue'er!"

Luo Yujun appeared behind Sect Master Jiang, his eyes were cold. From the first time he saw Xueer, Luo Yujun couldn't help himself. In fact, the main purpose of Sect Master Jiang was to let him get close to Xueer, and it was best to get it.

"Don't worry, my teacher will find a way for you. As long as you get the Snow Fox Saintess, the Xuannv Sect will fall into my hands sooner or later and become a vassal of our Jiugong Sword Sect. By then, you will be the Xuannv Sect Master. So many beauties , it’s not up to you to choose!”

It has long been rumored in the outside world that anyone who can marry the Snow Fox Saintess will basically become the successor of the Xuannv Sect, so many people are eyeing the Snow Fox Saintess, but Luo Yujun has the advantage of being close to the water.

"The disciple can rest assured, it's just this Lynch..."

If Lynch is not dead, Xiaoxue will not change her mind. The biggest problem now is how to kill Lynch.

"This kid can't jump around for a few days. With Meng Ya guarding him, it's not easy to kill him. The Nebula Summit is an opportunity, and you can take this opportunity to kill him!"

Sect Master Jiang showed a smirk. The master and apprentice were completely different from their usual appearance, and they were all hypocrites.

Lin Qi and the others returned to the courtyard and began to allocate them. There are about five rooms in the courtyard. I can only be wronged and live in a room with Master temporarily.

Anyway, two more days will be the day of the Nebula Summit, just stick to it. Early in the morning, Lynch practiced swordsmanship in the yard. The power of the spiral made him very obsessed and opened up a new path.

"Senior Meng, this junior has a merciless request!"

Mengya came out, and Lynch went up immediately, it seemed that she had something to ask the Sovereign Meng.

"What's the matter?"

Mengya glanced at Lin Qi strangely, after two days of getting along, the relationship between the two was very harmonious, even Xue Er was surprised, her master had always rejected men, why she was so enthusiastic when she saw Lin Qi.

"Senior, can you suppress me with the breath of Wu Zongjing? I want to squeeze the limit out of my body!"

Lynch thought of a way to quickly refine the blood of the god of the underworld. As long as he refined it a little, he could break through to rank nine Martial King, and even make his body a step further. He might also be able to use the thorn of the god of the underworld.

"can!"

Meng Ya didn't even think about it, and directly agreed to let Xue'er and the others back away. Wu Zong's aura is very strong, and if he can't resist it, he will easily hurt himself.

The courtyard was quickly vacated, and everyone stood around. Ruan Xiunian, Mu Xiu and others all came out, looking at Lynch very curiously.

"You have to be careful, I'm suppressing the realm at the early stage of the first-rank Wuzong. If you can't bear it, signal it immediately!"

Meng Ya was afraid of hurting Lin Qi, so she suppressed her realm. Once the breath of the second-rank Martial Ancestor leaked out, it would be enough to crush Lin Qi into powder.

"let's start!"

Lynch was looking forward to it. The fire of the soul had already been mobilized, and it was hovering in the dantian, ready to speed up the refining and decompose the power of the underworld.

"Buzz!"

The surrounding space suddenly moved, as if a layer of air pressure sank, and the bluestone on the ground in the courtyard cracked inch by inch. This was Wu Zong's air pressure. Standing in the center, Lynch felt the deepest.

Like a giant mountain, at least ten thousand catties in strength, equivalent to thirty times the gravity platform, Lin Qi's spine suddenly bent, his legs began to shake, but he did not fall down, which made Meng Ya show a look of shock.

Although it was only the early stage of a first-rank Martial King, even a peak ninth-rank Martial King couldn't bear it, but Lynch managed to bear it abruptly, and his body was not crushed.

After adapting to Wu Zong's air pressure, Lynch raised the long sword with difficulty and continued to perform sword skills. Under thirty times the pressure, the sword strokes had already deformed, and even Lynch's face was distorted. Sweat ran down his neck, wet Through the skirt.

Those people standing outside, although they didn't come into contact with Wu Zong's aura, the powerful degassing field still affected them, as if their hearts were pressing down on a big rock, and it was very difficult to breathe.

The most horrifying thing was Meng Ya. If Wu Zong's aura was suppressed, it would be a problem for normal people to act. Not only was Lynch not suppressed, but he was able to use swordsmanship, which was incredible.

"Stress is not enough!"

After getting used to a cup of tea, Lynch signaled that the pressure was increasing, because his strong physical body weakened Wu Zong's air pressure, and adding all his strength to refine the blood of the underworld god also counteracted Wu Zong's energy.

Seeing that Lin Qi still had potential to be tapped, Meng Ya's heart changed, and her momentum changed again, from the early stage to a little bit, reaching the middle stage of Wu Zong's first rank.

"Kakkaka!"

When the aura of Yipin Wuzong appeared in the middle stage, Lin Qi's bones made a crackling sound, like copper bones galloping, every inch of joints was absorbing the power of the blood of the god of the underworld, and the blood of the god of the underworld hovering in the dantian emitted Turning slowly, the endless power of the underworld god merged into Lynch's body.

"Look, Lynch's aura is getting stronger and stronger, obviously much stronger than before!"

Some people could see that Lynch was using Wu Zong's strength to stimulate his inner potential, and tapped his physical and spiritual power to the extreme.

Thinking of this, Ayou walked out without hesitation, and also walked towards the center of the field. Lynch was in the center and was under the greatest pressure, while the surrounding pressure was less, like a halo. bigger.

As soon as he stepped down a step, Ayou shook all over his body and was almost sent flying. He barely stood still and was also resisting Wu Zong's vigor, practicing his skills and cultivating with all his strength.

Others followed suit, and found that after being squeezed, some power hidden inside the body seemed to be unearthed. The limit of human beings can only be fully erupted at the moment of death.

With a clumsy body and wielding a long sword, Lynch's feet are covered with water stains, his clothes are drenched, his lips are cracked, revealing thick blood stains, this kind of cultivation method is creepy.

"It's still missing a little bit, just a little bit!"

Lin Qi found that the spiritual power in his dantian had turned into a liquid, which was a sign of Wu Zong. In other words, Lin Qi's spiritual power was comparable to that of a first-rank Martial Sect, but he had not broken through to a ninth-rank Martial King.

The blood of Hades shrunk significantly, and the terrifying energy, like a flood of beasts, exploded in the body and rushed into the limbs and bones.

"Give me a breakthrough!"

All of a sudden, Lin Qi let out a roar, and his breath surged, he released the shackles of the eighth-rank Martial King, and with the help of Wu Zong's suppression, he successfully broke through the realm and entered the ninth-rank Martial King.

Only now did Meng Ya know Lin Qi's real purpose, which was to take advantage of Wu Zong's suppression to let him break through to rank nine Martial King in advance. With Lin Qi's aptitude, breakthrough was a matter of time.

The Nebula Summit is about to start, and Lynch has no time, so he can only use this self-harm method to successfully break through the realm.

"Continue to increase the pressure!"

After breaking through the rank nine Martial King, Lin Qi's ability to resist pressure increased greatly, which made Mengya continue to increase the pressure, and the speed of refining the blood of the god of the underworld suddenly accelerated.

The realm has been rising steadily, and half an hour has passed. Under Wu Zong's suppression, Lin Qi's realm has reached the peak of the ninth-rank Martial King, and the surrounding spiritual energy has almost turned into liquid and entered Lynch's body.

The nine-turn golden body is running at high speed, devouring the energy in the blood of the god of the underworld to open up more acupoints, doubling the speed of growth.

Every time it is improved, Lynch's attack power will double, and now it is six times the increase, and if more acupoints are opened, it will be seven times.

Mengya could no longer describe her feelings in words. Lynch's talent was so high, it seemed that there was infinite power hidden in his body. As long as he kept suppressing it, Lynch would resist.

This force of resistance forced Lin Qi to move forward. In half an hour, it subverted everyone's perception. Ayou, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance, actually broke through his own pressure and reached the seventh-rank Martial King.

"It's all a bunch of lunatics!"

There are many things in Ayou that are similar to Lynch, otherwise the two would not be best friends, that is, their unyielding character, which Xiaoxue calls a lunatic.

An hour passed, and Lynch finally couldn't take it anymore. He was so tired that he lay on the ground like a dead dog, panting heavily. It would have turned into a pile of blood if replaced by other ninth-rank Martial Kings. Lynch It's enough to bear for such a long time.

"Lin Qi, although you are still a ninth-rank Martial King, it may not be easy for a first-rank Wuzong to kill you now!"

What Meng Ya said was from her heart. Just now she suppressed her realm to the peak of the first-rank Martial Sect, but she only suppressed Lin Qi.

"Difficult, how could Wu Zongjing stand in place and suppress you with arrogance, if you made a move just now, I can hardly support a single move!"

Lynch still had self-knowledge, and Mengya stood where she was from the beginning to the end. If she made a move, Lynch would have died long ago. In theory, it can only be said that Lynch has the potential to compete against Wu Zong, not his strength.

"Brother, what kind of kung fu did you practice, that your physical body is so strong that you can withstand Wu Zong's suppression!"

Xiaoxue is also well-informed and very curious. Lynch has seen every bit of what happened just now, and how she did it.

"I have practiced body training exercises!"

There is nothing to hide from Xiaoxue Lynch. To be honest, as for the cultivation method, Lynch did not mention it. The nine-turn golden body is a method of cultivating the body, which can strengthen one's own strength.

Standing in the distance, Mu Xiu and Qing Lan originally interrupted their discussion with Lin Qi, but now they can only shake their heads and smile wryly. They couldn't even get through the middle ground under the pressure just now, and now Lin Qi has broken through to rank nine Martial King , It is estimated that one hand can crush them.

Compared with Lynch, their so-called genius is far too different, because Lynch is not a genius, but a monster!
In the following time, Lynch continued to practice swordsmanship, and mastered the power of the spiral as soon as possible, at least to the extent that it could be retracted freely, so that it could be used in battle.

Lynch's hard work has aroused everyone's cultivation emotions. He is so powerful and still cultivates tirelessly, so why should they be lazy.

(End of this chapter)