The Fourth Financial Crisis

Zhang Qian, who was hit hard, had a look of pain on his face.

He widened his eyes and said in an incredible tone: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! I am the leader of Yufeng Sect, a monk with holy spiritual roots. How could your attack hurt me? What is the fate of your flying sword? What kind of magic was cast on you?"

Lin Musen was actually a little surprised when he saw that he failed to break the opponent's defense with all his strength twice in a row.

If he hadn't used formation methods to strengthen his own flying sword again before the start of the outer battlefield, I'm afraid that even if Zhang Qian stood there and let me hit him, I might not be able to hit him!

Catching the flying sword, he once again sensed the information from the flying sword computing module. Lin Musen sneered: "Although Qianfeng Zhuiyun Sword is powerful, its efficiency in using spiritual energy is very low. It's suitable for blocking smaller flying swords, but it's more suitable for attacking forts. After this round of attacks, your winning rate is only 38.5%."

Zhang Gan glared angrily and said, "You're talking nonsense!"

However, Lin Musen shook his head: "Senior Brother, times have changed! President Lu once said that knowledge is power. The era of relying on spiritual roots alone to conquer the world is probably gone forever!"

After saying that, he activated his natal flying sword for the third time to attack.

His Monte Carlo Flying Sword can automatically find the weaknesses of the enemy's moves and calculate the winning rate of both the enemy and ourselves in real time. Although this sword only has one move: flat cutting, in the Qi Refining Stage, it can break through all the methods in the world. The more fancy and complicated the killing move spell is, the more fragile it becomes in front of the Monte Carlo Flying Sword!

Considering that Senior Sister Zhang Yajun's injury can no longer be delayed, no matter how strong Zhang Qian is, it is absolutely unreasonable for him to be hit by flying swords on key points all over his body three times in a row. With this sword, he will take Zhang Qian's life!

Zhang Gan struggled to stand up, with a hint of madness flashing in his eyes: "Lin Musen! Although your flying sword is magical, I don't believe you are also made of iron!"

Then he actually did not dodge the Monte Carlo flying sword, and slashed directly at Lin Musen himself with his natal flying sword.

If he had used this unpretentious flat chop earlier, Lin Musen might really have been in danger of life. However, Zhang Qian didn't think of exchanging injuries for injuries until he was at the end of his efforts. It was obviously too late.

Facing Zhang Qian's trapped beast fight, the sneer on Lin Musen's face became even stronger.

"Zhang Qian, do you know why I always use the flying sword to attack from a distance? That's because I am really afraid of being approached by you. If you use the method of exchanging injuries for injuries from the beginning, it is hard to say whether we will win or lose, but If you use this strategy now, it will only make your winning rate drop further to...22.15%!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Musen spat out a mouthful of blood, and then turned into a blood rainbow and soared into the sky!

The strongest escape technique of Yufeng Sect——

Blood sword escape!

Zhang Qian never expected that Lin Musen would directly activate his secret escape technique in order to distance himself from him. He also wanted to get up and control the escape light to catch up, but the smart flying sword behind him was activated faster than his escape light. Faster!

"A mere inner disciple, how dare you—ah!"

After being hit in the center by Lin Musen's flying sword for the third time, Zhang Qian's powerful body-protecting aura finally couldn't hold it any longer.

After all, he had used his own body to resist Lin Musen's flying sword three times in a row. As long as Lin Musen's flying sword was not shattered, it could quickly return to its original state after re-injecting mana. However, he was completely shaken by the violent external impact. The spiritual energy circulating in the body cannot be restored to its original state in just two breaths.

As the Monte Carlo Flying Sword was knocked away again, Zhang Qian felt an upsurge in his Dantian. He couldn't control the light escape. He fell to the ground with black eyes and was no longer able to chase after the flying sword that had flown hundreds of meters in the air. Lin Musen.

After building enough distance, Lin Musen caught the flying sword flying backwards again.

"Elder brother, I'm going to continue taking action!"

Facing the Monte Carlo Flying Sword that slowly slashed at him again, a trace of fear finally flashed in Zhang Gan's eyes: "Monster! You are definitely a monster. There is no reason in this world for an inner disciple to kill his direct disciple!"

"After today, it makes sense!"

Zhang Qian forcibly suppressed his physical discomfort and said in a trembling voice: "Let's stop! As long as you choose to stop, I can pretend that I didn't see what happened today, and you can take Zhang Yayun back with you!"

Lin Musen said in a cold tone: "If you cut the grass without eradicating the root, it will grow again with the spring breeze! My flying sword is about to cut down. If you don't take action to deal with it, the winning rate will be less than 15%."

Seeing Feijian approaching unhurriedly, Zhang Qian collapsed completely.

"I'll fight you!"

As Zhang Gan shouted violently, the chaotic spiritual energy circulation all over his body was like a reservoir whose dam had been blown down. The powerful spiritual power of the holy spiritual roots surged out from every pore of his body almost at the same time, powerful. The output even exceeded the limit of Zhang Qian's body, causing traces of blood to ooze from the surface of his skin.

After the violent spiritual energy surged out, it turned into a long river of wind-attributed spiritual energy and surged directly towards Lin Musen's flying sword.

Although Zhang Qian had already suffered backlash before he actually took action, the power of this killing move was indeed so powerful that even Li Qingning might not be able to take it head-on. However, when Lin Musen saw Zhang Qian turned into a bloody man, he just sneered: "It's over! After using this trick, your winning rate is only 0.46%!"

But this time, Zhang Qian could no longer hear Lin Musen's verdict. In his vision, which was stained red with blood, only the purple flying sword that looked like a devil's weapon remained.

Just when the river of spiritual energy was about to come into contact with the flying sword, the Monte Carlo flying sword actually used the counter-shock force from Zhang Gan's killing move to fly backwards at an incredible speed. However, Zhang Qian's consciousness at this time was no longer enough. Controlling the direction of his ultimate move, he could only watch as 95% of the power of his ultimate move hit the ground.

After the Monte Carlo Flying Sword was knocked away, it quickly made a 180-degree bend on the horizon, and then straightened up and pierced Zhang Gan's back and chest.

As the light flashed on the surface of the flying sword, powerful spiritual power exploded in Zhang Qian's body. The heart of the leader of the Wind Yu Faction was blown into a pile of debris on the spot, and his body was slowly planted outside the territory. On the blood-red land of the battlefield.

Seeing that the other party was dead, Lin Musen controlled the escape light and slowly landed on the spot. After regaining his balance, the pale Lin Musen couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Looking at Zhang Gan's body, even though Lin Musen had been keeping track of the battle's direction by calculating the winning rate throughout the whole process, he couldn't help but feel a little scared:

If Zhang Qian hadn't been too confident and didn't take action against himself when he first came up, but instead desperately targeted the flying sword that he deliberately brought out to attract the opponent's attention, wasting the best opportunity, he might not have been able to beat this person.

Even though he had the upper hand, the aftermath of Zhang Gan's attack and the backlash from Blood Sword Escape still left him seriously injured.

"The leader of Yufeng Sect is just a person who has gained a false reputation!"

Looking at Zhang Qian's body fiercely, Lin Musen, a genius programmer in the world of cultivation, hurriedly came to his senior sister's side and began to check the other party's injuries.

After discovering that his senior sister's life was not in danger for the time being, Lin Musen breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's a good chance. Not only did he save his senior sister from Zhang Qian this time, but he also happened to help Li Qingning. This can be considered worthy of Xiao." Patriarch Nan’s instructions, right?”