"You're not bad either."

Xia Lin took a deep breath, shook his right hand gently, and the blood and energy in his body fluctuated slightly.

He planned to take all his strength, and to make such a high-profile appearance and declare war in order to make these copycat disciples surrender! He deliberately gave up those strong disciples. He chose these disciples who were not very strong, but only those who were in the second level of body-building or the third level of body-building were for loyalty.

A mouse ruins a pot of vegetables, this is an unchanging truth.

As long as those mice are eliminated, the remaining people can become their own strength as long as they are calm. As for how to calm down, it is the simplest truth in Heifeng Village, strength!

Let them see your strength, let them see the hope of following you, let them know that following you is a bright future, and they will naturally be willing to follow you to the death, sometimes it is that simple.

So he must win this battle!

"Buzz--"

A light sound came, Xia Lin looked up and saw that Lin Tianxiang had pulled out the long sword from his waist, shining brightly in the sun.

Brush! Brush!

Lin Tianxiang moved his wrist and swung his sword, revealing a bit of chill in the sun.

"If you retreat now, I can pretend that nothing has happened." Lin Tianxiang's low voice came. No matter what, he was still a little afraid of Heifeng Village.

Xia Lin didn't say anything, and waved his right hand gently, a trace of faint traces shaking around, his whole body filled with fighting spirit, and the answer was self-evident!

"call out!"

Seeing this, Lin Tianxiang no longer hesitated. He drew an arc through the long sword and slashed directly over, with an unstoppable momentum!

"Young Master, weapon."

Sun Zhong quickly took down his big sword and handed it to Xia Lin. During the body-forging period, weapons can also play a very important role, especially Lin Tianxiang's long sword, which is definitely not an ordinary thing. Xia Lin faced off with his hands, which was a great loss.

"Need not."

Xia Lin shook his head slightly, exerted a little force on his right foot, and rushed out.

The blood qi that was shaking in his right palm was stimulated without hesitation and directly bombarded Lin Tianxiang's long sword.

Ling Feng Palm, the seventh palm!

"kindness?"

Lin Tianxiang saw that Xia Lin dared to bombard directly with his flesh palm, frowned slightly, and subconsciously contracted the attack of the long sword. Sure enough, just as he was shrinking his formation, he clearly saw a strong palm wind coming from Xia Lin's hand.

"bite!"

The palm wind intersected with the sword, and a crisp sound came from the sound.

With one move, Xia Lin's body bent slightly and swung his palm again. Lin Tianxiang reacted quickly, and his long sword was placed horizontally in front of him. Xia Lin had to withdraw the offensive.

For a moment, the two of them were in a stalemate.

Xia Lin was very taboo about Lin Tianxiang's long sword, and Lin Tianxiang was also deeply afraid of Xia Lin's palm wind, and he naturally shrank his hands and feet when fighting.

"Is it a stalemate?"

Xia Lin smiled slightly. This was not the result he wanted. To shock this group of copycat disciples, we must have an absolute advantage!

"The eighth palm of Lingfeng Palm, explode!"

"boom!"

Without any warning, Xia Lin's palm wind changed, and a heart-wrenching power gathered around him, pressing down on Lin Tianxiang.

"No." Lin Tianxiang's face changed drastically when Xia Lin took action. He actually had the eighth palm of Ling Feng's palm! This was far beyond his expectations. He never thought that Xia Lin, a young man who was only sixteen years old, would have completely understood this set of palm techniques.

The eighth palm of Lingfeng Palm is the last palm of this move, and its power is much stronger than the seventh palm. Xia Lin suddenly used it and directly suppressed Lin Tianxiang.

With one palm, Lin Tianxiang took a step back.

With another palm, Lin Tianxiang took another step back.

In the third palm, Lin Tianxiang was almost hit by Xia Lin's palm.

From stalemate to being at an absolute advantage, the only moment of kung fu left the surroundings stunned.

For the Lin family caravan, the young master who was invincible could see clearly at this time and was deeply worried at this time that if the young master lost... they would be finished.

As for the heartless guys of the copycat disciples, they were furious at this moment. The one who was fighting now was the young master of Heifeng Village who had always been weak.

This eldest young master who did not have any hope, but at the critical moment, the eldest young master burst out with powerful power and saved Sun Zhong.

Even at this time, how confident is he dared to face the sword empty-handed!

If you really hold the steel sword in Sun Zhong's hand, it would be a moment to defeat Lin Tianxiang? The copycat disciples think so, the guards of the Lin family think so, and even Sun Zhong and Lin Qi think so, but they don't know that if this young master is fighting with the sword, it will be a tragic situation.

When did he play swords in his two lives? Naturally, there is no need to say much about his past life. After he arrived here, he has been working hard to take care of his body for ten years, and he has no time to learn basic swordsmanship that everyone knows. This is also the reason why he went into battle empty-handed.

He is not arrogant, but... he really doesn't know how to do it.

A battle against the sword empty-handed made the copycat disciples feel excited. A smile flashed across Xia Lin's mouth. It's almost done, it's time to end.

Thinking of this, he looked at Lin Tianxiang.

There is no doubt that from Xia Lin's eyes, Lin Tianxiang felt the crisis. Xia Lin's strength was far beyond his expectations. Without any weapons, he was still at an advantage!

Speed, reaction, strength, Xia Lin's physical fitness is far above him!

He was confident that his body had been put to an endurance, and the real seventh level of bodybuilding was definitely not a parallel product like Xia Cheng. But for some reason, when facing Xia Lin, he seemed to feel that he was the parallel product that was improved by spiritual herbs, and the gap was not a small part.

Damn it, what's going on?

However, he didn't know that even if Xia Lin had weak strength, he was still a cultivator. Although his bloodline was not fully opened and he had not exerted his strength in the Blood Refining Realm, his physical fitness was still not comparable to him.

"It can't be like this."

A cold light flashed in Lin Tianxiang's eyes, and he didn't want to use that trick.

Weirdly, when Xia Lin attacked, Lin Tianxiang took a step back, his sword was wielding so tightly that it completely blocked the attack. The sword was cold and Xia Lin did not dare to wave his palm rashly again.

However, at this moment, a cold light suddenly appeared in the middle of the sword dance. Lin Tianxiang held the long sword in his hand and shot out strangely from the middle. His speed increased sharply than before, Su Hubei and stabbed towards Xia Lin.

When the Lin family saw this move, a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

It was indeed this move, the famous move of the Lin family, Hanmang Sword Shadow. Hanmang Sword Shadow was a long time ago, a subject of the Lin family understood a powerful sword practice when he was practicing, and then it was passed down to this day as a sword technique of the Lin family. Hanmang Sword Shadow is not very outstanding. As long as you reach the cyclone realm and have enough strength, you can easily comprehend it.

However, the test of the cyclone realm is simple understanding. Therefore, the Lin family also has it. If you can comprehend the cold sword shadow under the cyclone realm, you should be the first genius of the Lin family.

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly displayed in Lin Tianxiang's hands, and he is worthy of being a genius of the Lin family!

"Young Master, be careful!"

Sun Zhong's face changed from the side. He had seen the head of the Lin family take action, and he also belonged to the cyclone realm, but he easily attacked the cold sword shadow and killed the enemy in seconds.

Lu'er clenched her teeth, her little face turned pale, her little hands were pinched, and she looked at the young master worriedly.

A little cold light is amazing!

"It's this time that I'm waiting!" A smile flashed in Xia Lin's eyes. Defeating Lin Tianxiang in the strongest state was an answer he gave to the copycat disciples.

"The ninth palm of Lingfeng Palm, explode!"

Xia Lin's body suddenly accelerated again, and directly ignored the assassination of the sword. It seemed that the long sword with a cold light was only one inch away from him.

Amid everyone's fear, a pair of flesh palms carried the terrifying power of the ninth palm of Ling Feng Palm, and with a howling sound, it directly collided with the long sword that suddenly appeared with the cold light.

The battle between life and death will be decided immediately.
Chapter completed!