Invincible Sword Soul

Chapter 803 Seventh Grade Martial Saint
The sword spring was about to bottom out, and the ancient sword spirit transformed into a real ancient sword, which was almost the same as the ancient sword Lynch saw in the secluded cave.

It's just that the body is not as big as that, but the texture is very close.

Lynch had an illusion that once the ancient sword spirit was blessed with swordsmanship, it would definitely be able to kill a ninth-rank martial saint. Although it was an illusion, he also had this confidence.

"Ong!"

The ancient sword spirit suddenly moved, and the sword light slashed down angrily. Lin Qi secretly thought that something was wrong. Could it be that the ancient sword spirit wanted to escape?
The eardrums trembled, the head buzzed, and the body seemed to be torn apart. The ancient sword spirit almost split Lin Qi's body. The strange thing was that a crack was split open in Lin Qi's Danhai.

Those sea waters roared angrily, they were stuck at the pinnacle of the sixth-rank Martial Saint, but with the roar of Danhai, the realm showed signs of loosening.

"The ancient sword spirit helped me open up the pill sea for the second time?"

Lin Qi looked bewildered and widened the Danhai. Even the emperor could not do it, but the ancient sword spirit did it, dividing the Danhai into two, and the trace in the middle was like a moat.

From one pill sea to two, it is equivalent to Lynch's strength at the same level, which is twice that of ordinary people.

Coupled with the five elements, it is even more powerful.

Yuanli surged, and the surrounding sword intent crazily poured into the body. The aura here is much purer than that of Tianyan Continent, and it can be absorbed faster.

This scene naturally fell in everyone's eyes. Everyone seemed to be possessed by a demon. After three days in, except for a few people who broke through the realm, most of them stayed where they were. Only the sword intent and martial arts talent increased.

Compared with Lynch, it's nothing like the big witch. The sword intent on Lynch's body is almost real.

Now the vitality of heaven and earth is gathering around him, which is a sign of a breakthrough.

"I remember that he only broke through to rank six Martial Saint three days ago!"

Someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked terrified. They only broke through a realm in three to five years, and Lynch completed their decades-long goal in just half a year.

The expressions on everyone's faces are different, most of them are jealousy and resentment, only a few of them look indifferent.

After all, Lynch did not threaten them. Only the four superpowers had a hostile relationship with Lynch, and many second-rate sects wished that the five of them would fight to the death, so that they would have a chance to rise to the top.

"When the sword spring is over, he must be killed, even if he uses the tactics of crowds, he will not hesitate!"

The four major sects all have their own representatives, and the representative of Burning Moon Valley is the Ghost Hand Butcher, who has ordered that nearly 600 people from the Zixia Sect and the Wuxiang Sect be beheaded to kill Lin Qi together.

There are more than 40 rank-nine martial saints. With such a lineup, even if Lynch has monstrous abilities, he will die here today.

Several other families nodded. Lynch's oath was like a sharp sword, which would hang on top of their heads if they didn't get rid of it for a day.

With this talent in martial arts, within a few years, Lynch will be able to reach the level of a martial god. It will be a nightmare for the four of them, and they will kill it before it can fully grow.

After unifying their opinions, they all gritted their teeth, because the vitality around them almost turned into a liquid, filling up the dry lake and merging into Lynch's body.

"How is it possible that he can hold so much aura by himself!"

Some people were stunned by the sight in front of them. The ordinary dantian couldn't absorb so much aura at all, and it exploded long ago.

"Damn, he is not a normal person!"

Someone scolded angrily, thinking that Lynch is not a normal person, how can he break through two realms in three days in a row, and ordinary people don't have enough time to polish his realm.

Many people nodded, agreeing that Lynch is not a normal person.

Jiaolong turned his head to look over, and saw a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

The IQ of the monster race is no lower than that of humans. It can also be seen that Lynch is different from other people. The most important thing is that even Jianquan took the initiative to approach him.

"It seems that the rumors are true, he has been approved by the sword master!"

Jiaolong muttered to himself, human beings don't know about the sword master, but the monster race knows it all. From the beginning to the end, the monster race and human beings seldom had conflicts of interest. Only very few people in the Ancient Monster Clan know about it.

The lake dried up for the second time, and the two dantians formed a sea of ​​yin and yang, which fully doubled the size of the dantian, and the realm climbed to the peak of the seventh-rank martial saint.

The tyrannical sword intent formed a shock wave and went straight to the surroundings.

The sword springs on the left and right sides seemed to be swept by the rain of swords, and those low-strength warriors were so frightened that they all fell down. It was just the sword intent, and they couldn't bear it.

Once Lynch uses swordsmanship, he may have to kneel down and surrender.

Zhu Qiong's eyes are getting colder and colder. Lynch's breakthrough is not good news for them. It is possible that even the ninth-rank martial saints will not be able to kill him unless dozens of ninth-rank martial saints besiege him together. , and there is still a chance.

The Ghost Hand Butcher clenched his fists tightly. Three months ago, he could crush Lynch to death. Now the situation is reversed. Lynch can crush him to death at will. This change of mood is unbearable for a while.

It took an hour, and the surrounding breath slowly stopped. After a few months of polishing, the realm will be completely stable, and it can attack the eighth-rank Martial Saint.

The human race was in a mess. Many people were so frightened by the sword intent that they lay on the edge of the lake, unable to even raise their heads.

Except for a few powerful leaders of the Yaozu, the other Yaozu were also trembling with fright.

Leaping out of the lake, he glanced around. Ghost Hand Butcher and others stood up one after another, intending to unite and kill Lynch here.

Right now!

The sword-shaped building in the middle made a cracking sound and split open in all directions, and another light curtain flew from the middle to the sky, this time it was a purple beam of light.

"A treasure is born!"

The ones who spoke were from the Yaozu, and they knew very well about the Sword Domain. Under this building, there must be a place where Nangongze collected treasures.

The dragon soared up, gave up absorbing the sword spring, and went straight to the purple beam of light.

"what!"

As soon as his body touched the beam of light, he suddenly let out a scream, and a strong burning sensation hit him, and a wound the size of a bowl appeared on his forearm.

"Jian Ming, this is the power that Jian Ming exudes!"

Jiaolong let out an angry roar. After Nangongze died, he turned his lifetime of swordsmanship into Jian Ming and stored it here. Even in the past 3000 years, Jian Ming could easily strangle ninth-rank martial saints.

On the human side, they had never heard of what Jian Ming was, and they looked at each other, and from each other's eyes, they saw bewilderment.

Lynch's eyes narrowed. From an ancient book, he had read some information about Jian Ming. After death, people put their whole life's efforts into one and formed Jian Ming's form.

A powerful sword cultivator can refine Jianming to become his own sword intent. Nangongze is in the Yaoguang state, and even a powerful martial saint cannot refine it.

Fortunately, Nangong Ze has been dead for thousands of years, Jian Ming has weakened, and the purple beam of light is not as strong as before.

Jiaolong didn't give up, and continued to test forward, this time it was only a slight burn, and did not hurt the inner palace.

"Fight!"

Jiaolong's body suddenly rushed into the purple beam of light, then sank, and entered the ground, his body disappeared.

Ghost Hand Butcher discussed with the Wuqing Pavilion, Zhanjia and others whether to kill Lynch first or go in to hunt for treasure.

"I suggest, kill Lynch first, don't worry about the treasure!"

Ever since the Wuqing Pavilion received the Ruan family and began to build a large area of ​​training rooms, it has already been laid out, and Lin Qi must be killed. Waiting, when Lin Qi breaks through to the ninth-rank Martial Saint, only the Martial God can suppress him.

After leaving the Sword Domain, the chances are even slimmer with the Martial God sitting outside.

Several other families nodded and agreed with Wuqing Pavilion's decision to kill Lynch first.

"Lynch, today is your death day!"

The person who spoke was Shen Ying Gu Jiang Chong, a ninth-rank martial sage, and the beheaded Barry had some blood relationship with him. Barry's mother was Jiang Chong's distant cousin.

After Barry died, Jiang Chong had been trying to get revenge, so he took the initiative to enter the Sword Realm.

Dozens of ninth-rank martial saints surrounded Lin Qi in unison. The Ruan family disciples were about to move, but Lin Qi stopped him with a wave of his hand.

"Kill me, come in with me!"

The ancient sword spirit was trembling rapidly, Lin Qi's body suddenly swayed, and got into the purple beam of light, his physical body was not weaker than Jiaolong, even he was fine, Lynch should be able to go in too.

Everyone in the four families looked at each other, and Lynch actually fled into the building.

"Chase!"

With the order of the ghost hand butcher, a group of dozens of people quickly entered the beam of light and disappeared together.

Jianquan had almost absorbed it, and thousands of people swept up together and headed straight for the beam of light, wanting to get a share of the pie.

"Ahhh!"

A scream came out, and the seventh-rank Martial Saint was burnt before he approached, lying on the ground crying, and almost died.

An eighth-rank Martial Saint can barely support it, but his physical body cannot meet the requirements. If he barely breaks in, he will surely die.

As for the sixth-rank Martial Saint, he didn't even dare to try, so he could only obediently stay on the ground.

"Forget it, Lin Qi sent us a voice transmission just now, let us hurry up to absorb Jianquan, after the absorption is over, leave immediately, don't stay here."

Several Ruan family disciples are very knowledgeable. Such a big sword spring is enough to improve their martial arts talent by several levels. As for the treasures in the beam of light, they dare not even think about it.

There are other second-rate sect disciples who gave up entering the beam of light. Most of the people in Jianquan left, and the remaining half were here to refine Jianquan freely.

Lynch's body fell rapidly, and it took a full cup of tea time for him to fall before his feet landed.

In front of him, four passages appeared, east, west, north, and each direction had a passage. I don't know which passage Jiaolong rushed to.

The ancient sword spirit no longer trembled, that is to say, it was up to Lynch himself to choose a passage.

"south!"

Without hesitation, Lynch chose the south side. No matter if there is anything, go in and have a look first. The ghost hand butcher and others are behind.

Not long after Lynch disappeared, Ghost Hand Butcher and others also fell down, staring at the four passages in a daze.

"What should we do, should we chase the four passages one by one?"

Jiang Chong was a little annoyed, he was run away by Lynch, and he should have united long ago, before Lynch broke through to the seventh-rank Martial Saint, there was a trace of regret on everyone's face.

"The soldiers are divided into four groups. I don't believe that he can run away. Once there is a big battle, you should be able to hear it here. Let's notify each other as soon as possible."

As expected, the Ghost Hand Butcher was scheming and divided the forty or so people into four groups of ten people in each group, and went straight to the four passages.

(End of this chapter)