Martial Arts Collection Pavilion
Chapter 68 The Shocking Fear
Chapter 68 The Shocking Fear
(I want to hear more of your voices and receive more of your suggestions. Search and pay attention to the WeChat public account "qdread" now, and give more support to "Budao Cangjing Pavilion"!) Seeing Lin Daoru astonishingly He didn't move as if he was stupid, but his heart trembled inexplicably, and he was startled when he thought about it, he said badly to himself, and hurriedly uttered a sound to stop the rushing guards, but it was too late.
Seeing those guards rushing forward, Lin Daoru, who was no longer prepared to save his strength, was happy and unafraid. When they rushed to the front, the Tibetan Lord suddenly pulled out of his sheath in his hand, and blocked them in the midst of screams like cutting cabbage. Cut in half.
Seeing them struggling painfully on the ground, his heart softened, and then he let out a cold snort, and another sword qi slashed across, killing the rest of their lives.
Negative emotions such as regret, relief, and unwillingness flashed in their eyes, but Jing Tian saw sweat on his forehead and was terrified.
Although he also has a mid-ninth-rank cultivation base, but he is relying on a quick method. Before that, he has been relying on his status as the young sect master. Who dare not give face to the disciples in the sect?Therefore, he was not in a hurry to improve his combat power, and tried his best to accumulate cultivation, and then obtained a quick method in the Qingdi Cave, but he did not understand the concept of artistic conception.
Although he didn't comprehend the artistic conception himself, he was the son of the leader of the Demon Cult after all, so he had a certain understanding of the artistic conception.
The young man in front of him knew more about the artistic conception than his father, so he couldn't help but let him click his tongue. A feeling of fear slowly grew in his heart, and finally a trace of fear appeared on his face.
With no subordinates around him, he was also a little flustered, but when he thought of his identity as the young sect master, Pang Suxin strengthened his courage to hinder his father's great cause.
"Your Excellency's martial arts are not weak, why don't you rely on me, and when I inherit the position of leader in the future, how about making you the first elder?" Seeing that he was incapable, he began to seduce him.
The First Elder of the Demon Cult holds a high position and has the ability to vote against the decisions of the Demon Cult leader. He has always been the number one expert of the Demon Cult. This year's First Elder is Pang Suxin's father, the magician Pang Suxin. Taoism.
Because the disciples of the entire Devil Sect have a certain kindness, they are respected as magic masters by the disciples of the Devil Sect, and they are allowed to create a Magician Palace within the Devil Sect. His magician's palace can be inherited by future generations.
Hearing his innocent words, Pang Suxin couldn't help laughing like silver bells. Lin Daoru couldn't help showing a strange expression when he heard her laughter.
He didn't have a good impression of Jingtian at first, but now he hit his own gun, but it was a very lucky thing.
Although he gave up revenge, it doesn't mean that he never thought about revenge. Now that he is given a good opportunity today, Ann can let him slip away from him.
Lin Daoru didn't answer, but held the sword straight, and a majestic aura surged out of his body. Standing there, he was like an unsheathed sword, sharp yet majestic, masculine and strong.
Jing Tian was terrified, seeing that the other party didn't appreciate it, but he gritted his teeth, so what about the people in the artistic conception?The martial art I practice is the pinnacle of existence in this world, how can I be afraid of you?
So he slowly drew out the saber in his hand, held a folding fan in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and stared at Lin Daoru very warily, but he was extremely careful.
Seeing that he was ready, Lin Daoru smiled slightly, and a feeling of getting what he wanted slowly rose from the bottom of his heart.He couldn't believe it, and every time he took a step, the sword intent on his body became stronger.
He had seen through this shocking truth early on. Although his skill was high, it did not exist unconsciously, and his mind was also very fragile. Some wondered why he didn't turn around immediately when he casually killed his guard. Just run, but don't stay.
Looking at Lin Daoru who was getting closer, the fear in his shocking eyes disappeared, and the cold light showed, but he was the first to make a move, using the "true devil descended into the world" style, and the sword in his hand suddenly emitted a faint light , one after another, there are screams of fear, or savage sounds, or angry roars, or women's sobs, or children's wails, or shouts of killing in the bloody flames, and so on. .
Everything in the world is in one sword, Jingtian's confidence suddenly soared, and he actually vaguely realized the true meaning of some swordsmanship. Unfortunately, in his opinion, the sword that was extremely powerful and full of confidence was broken by Lin Daoru go.
It was as if a middle-aged man with a high crown was reciting the classics of a sage above the nine heavens, and his loud voice spread to the mortal world, sweeping away all the sins and sufferings in the world.
Shocking's mind was immediately impacted, he felt his chest tight and uncomfortable, and saw that Lin Daoru broke his first sword move, but he was a little flustered in his heart. After the death, he should have used the move of "Blood Qi to the Heaven", but he didn't want Lin Dao's Confucianism to drive away the demon by relying on his sword intent, and broke the hidden sword intent in his sword technique, but he could no longer catch the martial arts behind him. study.
If he also comprehends the artistic conception, he can replace the intention in the sword with his own intention, and he can continue to use swordsmanship, but now he doesn't have to think about it. When a sword was pointed at him, he hurriedly rolled to the side, but rolled far away in an instant.
When he vigilantly got up from the ground, he found that Lin Daoru didn't continue to do anything, but just looked at himself with a strange expression, causing a trace of flush to appear on Jing Tian's face.
Turning from embarrassment into anger, Jingtian no longer cared about his face, and took out an object from his bosom, which was about to be ignited by his internal force.
When Pang Suxin saw it, he hurriedly said: "Little brother, stop him quickly, don't let him send out the signal."
Lin Daoru had already made a move when he took out the fireworks, but he didn't pay much attention to it before, but now he made a sudden move, but it was a step too late. Lin Daoru frowned, but he didn't hold back anymore, and the sword in his hand drew a sharp edge , or positive or strange, densely packed towards the shocking attack.
Although Jing Tian didn't comprehend the artistic conception, but his own cultivation was not weak, if he wasn't afraid of Lin Daoru, he would have been able to fight Lin Daoru who had suffered some internal injuries at this time.
Now that Jingtian sent a signal, his desire to survive was very strong, he tried his best to resist, although sword marks were gradually drawn on his body, but he didn't get hit at the vital point.
As time went by, Lin Daoru frowned severely.
Suddenly, he felt a stream of auras approaching quickly not far away, and he couldn't care about anything else. He circulated the true energy in his body crazily, and pieces of plum forests slowly formed beside Jing Tian, and a white-clothed immortal with a sword came to him. Come.
Shocked and paled, it was even more difficult to resist. In the end, the sword in his hand was thrown away by the immortal sword, and he kicked him to the ground.
Just as Lin Daoru stepped forward to make up the knife, a dart suddenly struck from a distance. (My novel "Budao Zangjing Pavilion" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lucky draw gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign on the top right to "add friends" , search the official account "qdread" and pay attention, hurry up!)
(End of this chapter)
(I want to hear more of your voices and receive more of your suggestions. Search and pay attention to the WeChat public account "qdread" now, and give more support to "Budao Cangjing Pavilion"!) Seeing Lin Daoru astonishingly He didn't move as if he was stupid, but his heart trembled inexplicably, and he was startled when he thought about it, he said badly to himself, and hurriedly uttered a sound to stop the rushing guards, but it was too late.
Seeing those guards rushing forward, Lin Daoru, who was no longer prepared to save his strength, was happy and unafraid. When they rushed to the front, the Tibetan Lord suddenly pulled out of his sheath in his hand, and blocked them in the midst of screams like cutting cabbage. Cut in half.
Seeing them struggling painfully on the ground, his heart softened, and then he let out a cold snort, and another sword qi slashed across, killing the rest of their lives.
Negative emotions such as regret, relief, and unwillingness flashed in their eyes, but Jing Tian saw sweat on his forehead and was terrified.
Although he also has a mid-ninth-rank cultivation base, but he is relying on a quick method. Before that, he has been relying on his status as the young sect master. Who dare not give face to the disciples in the sect?Therefore, he was not in a hurry to improve his combat power, and tried his best to accumulate cultivation, and then obtained a quick method in the Qingdi Cave, but he did not understand the concept of artistic conception.
Although he didn't comprehend the artistic conception himself, he was the son of the leader of the Demon Cult after all, so he had a certain understanding of the artistic conception.
The young man in front of him knew more about the artistic conception than his father, so he couldn't help but let him click his tongue. A feeling of fear slowly grew in his heart, and finally a trace of fear appeared on his face.
With no subordinates around him, he was also a little flustered, but when he thought of his identity as the young sect master, Pang Suxin strengthened his courage to hinder his father's great cause.
"Your Excellency's martial arts are not weak, why don't you rely on me, and when I inherit the position of leader in the future, how about making you the first elder?" Seeing that he was incapable, he began to seduce him.
The First Elder of the Demon Cult holds a high position and has the ability to vote against the decisions of the Demon Cult leader. He has always been the number one expert of the Demon Cult. This year's First Elder is Pang Suxin's father, the magician Pang Suxin. Taoism.
Because the disciples of the entire Devil Sect have a certain kindness, they are respected as magic masters by the disciples of the Devil Sect, and they are allowed to create a Magician Palace within the Devil Sect. His magician's palace can be inherited by future generations.
Hearing his innocent words, Pang Suxin couldn't help laughing like silver bells. Lin Daoru couldn't help showing a strange expression when he heard her laughter.
He didn't have a good impression of Jingtian at first, but now he hit his own gun, but it was a very lucky thing.
Although he gave up revenge, it doesn't mean that he never thought about revenge. Now that he is given a good opportunity today, Ann can let him slip away from him.
Lin Daoru didn't answer, but held the sword straight, and a majestic aura surged out of his body. Standing there, he was like an unsheathed sword, sharp yet majestic, masculine and strong.
Jing Tian was terrified, seeing that the other party didn't appreciate it, but he gritted his teeth, so what about the people in the artistic conception?The martial art I practice is the pinnacle of existence in this world, how can I be afraid of you?
So he slowly drew out the saber in his hand, held a folding fan in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and stared at Lin Daoru very warily, but he was extremely careful.
Seeing that he was ready, Lin Daoru smiled slightly, and a feeling of getting what he wanted slowly rose from the bottom of his heart.He couldn't believe it, and every time he took a step, the sword intent on his body became stronger.
He had seen through this shocking truth early on. Although his skill was high, it did not exist unconsciously, and his mind was also very fragile. Some wondered why he didn't turn around immediately when he casually killed his guard. Just run, but don't stay.
Looking at Lin Daoru who was getting closer, the fear in his shocking eyes disappeared, and the cold light showed, but he was the first to make a move, using the "true devil descended into the world" style, and the sword in his hand suddenly emitted a faint light , one after another, there are screams of fear, or savage sounds, or angry roars, or women's sobs, or children's wails, or shouts of killing in the bloody flames, and so on. .
Everything in the world is in one sword, Jingtian's confidence suddenly soared, and he actually vaguely realized the true meaning of some swordsmanship. Unfortunately, in his opinion, the sword that was extremely powerful and full of confidence was broken by Lin Daoru go.
It was as if a middle-aged man with a high crown was reciting the classics of a sage above the nine heavens, and his loud voice spread to the mortal world, sweeping away all the sins and sufferings in the world.
Shocking's mind was immediately impacted, he felt his chest tight and uncomfortable, and saw that Lin Daoru broke his first sword move, but he was a little flustered in his heart. After the death, he should have used the move of "Blood Qi to the Heaven", but he didn't want Lin Dao's Confucianism to drive away the demon by relying on his sword intent, and broke the hidden sword intent in his sword technique, but he could no longer catch the martial arts behind him. study.
If he also comprehends the artistic conception, he can replace the intention in the sword with his own intention, and he can continue to use swordsmanship, but now he doesn't have to think about it. When a sword was pointed at him, he hurriedly rolled to the side, but rolled far away in an instant.
When he vigilantly got up from the ground, he found that Lin Daoru didn't continue to do anything, but just looked at himself with a strange expression, causing a trace of flush to appear on Jing Tian's face.
Turning from embarrassment into anger, Jingtian no longer cared about his face, and took out an object from his bosom, which was about to be ignited by his internal force.
When Pang Suxin saw it, he hurriedly said: "Little brother, stop him quickly, don't let him send out the signal."
Lin Daoru had already made a move when he took out the fireworks, but he didn't pay much attention to it before, but now he made a sudden move, but it was a step too late. Lin Daoru frowned, but he didn't hold back anymore, and the sword in his hand drew a sharp edge , or positive or strange, densely packed towards the shocking attack.
Although Jing Tian didn't comprehend the artistic conception, but his own cultivation was not weak, if he wasn't afraid of Lin Daoru, he would have been able to fight Lin Daoru who had suffered some internal injuries at this time.
Now that Jingtian sent a signal, his desire to survive was very strong, he tried his best to resist, although sword marks were gradually drawn on his body, but he didn't get hit at the vital point.
As time went by, Lin Daoru frowned severely.
Suddenly, he felt a stream of auras approaching quickly not far away, and he couldn't care about anything else. He circulated the true energy in his body crazily, and pieces of plum forests slowly formed beside Jing Tian, and a white-clothed immortal with a sword came to him. Come.
Shocked and paled, it was even more difficult to resist. In the end, the sword in his hand was thrown away by the immortal sword, and he kicked him to the ground.
Just as Lin Daoru stepped forward to make up the knife, a dart suddenly struck from a distance. (My novel "Budao Zangjing Pavilion" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lucky draw gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign on the top right to "add friends" , search the official account "qdread" and pay attention, hurry up!)
(End of this chapter)
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