Seeing Nalan Baiyi and many elders of the sect, Li Tianmu first greeted several elders of the sect, and then walked towards Nalan Baiyi, and Feng Yuruo naturally followed.

"Senior Sister Nalan, you are here too." Feng Yuruo happily held Nalan Baiyi's hand.

Li Tianmu smiled and said, "Hello, Senior Sister Nalan!"

Nalan Baiyi smiled and said, "Senior Brother, junior sister are safe, I didn't expect you to come too."

Feng Yuruo laughed and said, "Senior Sister Nalan, Senior Brother Tianmu called you Senior Sister Nalan, but you called him Senior Brother. It feels so strange. Isn't it better to call him Junior Brother like before?"

Nalan Baiyi smiled and said, "In the past, I don't know who always called Little Plums as Little Plums, but why did it change?"

Feng Yuruo's pretty face turned red, and she pulled Nalan Baiyi's hand unsteadily and shook: "I wanted to call like that, but I was scolded by my father a few times, so I had to change it, otherwise you think I would, Little Lizi's screaming was so easy and kind."

Li Tianmu smiled bitterly. He would rather call him junior brother Tianmu than be called Li Zi again if Fengyu was called him.

"Senior Sister Nalan is better to call my junior brother like before. I also think this is better, and there is no feeling of being separated. In fact, I really don't want to be this first generation senior brother. It's just the meaning of Zong Laohui, but it's because Tianmu can't refuse."

Seeing that Li Tianmu said this, Nalan Baiyi smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, Junior Brother Tianmu!"

After a few short conversations, the three of them turned their attention to the martial arts field, but both sides of the competition were ready and the battle was about to begin.

Linghu is still as wild and unruly as he is carrying a giant sword, and he is as majestic as a mountain. After entering the realm of combat, he instantly gives people a sense of oppression as if facing a towering mountain.

Yanxia's six swords looked at each other, spread out in the direction of Liuhe, surrounding Linghu, and cast spells of spells from their mouths and spun over their heads. The sword energy and spiritual light were scattered and spitting, and the momentum was imminent.

"Junior Brother Linghu, be careful!" Luo Renhuai maintained his demeanor, shouted, then controlled the flying sword and launched the first attack. His junior brothers also cooperated with his attack, and the flying swords intertwined and shot towards Linghu from other directions.

Faced with such multiple attacks in multiple directions, as a monk, the way to deal with it is naturally to sacrifice defensive magic weapons to protect yourself.

However, Linghu did not have any magic weapon. People who thought Linghu would use any magic weapon. What they were looking forward to was the giant sword behind Linghu that everyone regarded as a piece of iron.

It was this piece of bad iron that destroyed a medium-grade defensive magic weapon with just one sword. I wonder what power this giant sword will exert?

Linghu did not disappoint everyone, but it did disappoint and disappoint everyone.

It was still a sword, but no one could see how Linghu drew his sword and swung his sword. They only saw Linghu's body retreating back. The flying swords that were originally flying around became targets in front of him. Then a huge and thick mysterious light was like a horse training, in a rainbow-like arc, completely sweeping the six flying swords into it.

Everyone heard the crisp "clang" sound, and there were large fragments of fragments of spiritual light, which aroused irregular waves of spiritual energy between the surrounding heaven and earth. Then the six swords of Yanxia all over their mouths, their expressions were listless, and they collapsed to the ground with weak slump!

However, the flying swords closely related to their minds have lost contact and are completely damaged, which has caused their minds to be greatly damaged, and the spiritual power in their bodies cannot be controlled, which has retaliated.

Many people originally wanted to see the magnificent battle between martial arts and true cultivation, but unexpectedly it was so simple that they decided to win or lose before they even saw it clearly.

Many people feel disappointed and lost. Of course, people who feel this way only belong to those low-level disciples and have no real understanding of power.

However, for high-level disciples, at least those who are second-generation disciples or above, they are extremely shocked.

Although many people still did not see Linghu's sword clearly and could not understand the power of that sword, the six second-generation disciples in the middle stage of Killing Dan, and even formed a sword formation, were defeated by Linghu's sword. Even their flying swords were destroyed, which was a fact that happened in front of them.

Everyone was shocked, even the elders of several sects, one of them was the Master of Jiugong Pavilion, and his face was moved.

Looking at the desolate appearance of Yanxia's Six Swords, Linghu sighed: "All the elders of the sect and brothers, don't blame Linghu for destroying people's magic weapon every time he takes action. It is actually the way Linghu practices, which is to use force to destroy power. It is a last resort. In addition to using force to destroy power and destroying opponent's magic weapon, there is a certain victory or defeat. Linghu also has a move. However, although this move is not a magic weapon, it is a means to directly kill the opponent. These are the two moves that Linghu has practiced now: the way of breaking and destroying!"

Linghu had to explain that after all, he was a child of the same sect. Although others were dissatisfied with him and challenged him, he really took action. Either he could not break the right method treasure, he was defeated, or he was defeated, and he was defeated! There was no other way.

If you don’t explain it, it will make people mistakenly think that you deliberately specialize in bad guy magic weapons, which not only damages your image, but also makes the sect disagree with you, but it is unnecessary. Therefore, it is better to explain it.

Linghu said this, but he also told other people that if he wanted to challenge himself, he would be mentally prepared to be destroyed in advance.

Many people were thinking. Although Yanxia Six Swords were resentful, they could say what they could say. If they were defeated, they would be defeated. Although the flying sword was destroyed, their cultivation was greatly damaged. They even wanted to kill Linghu in their hearts, but they could only admit that they were unlucky. After all, they did not have the strength to regain the situation immediately.

Zhang Yuanhua, the only master of the Nine Palace Pavilion present, was in charge of Kun Erfeng, and said: "The way of the master Linghu is worthy of the way of killing martial arts. Although the bad magic weapon is a pity, it is the way of martial arts. No wonder the master Linghu. In the future, if there are disciples of the sect who want to compete with the master Linghu, it is best to consider the consequences in advance. If you lose the battle, you will not feel resentful and hurt the friendship of the same sect! After all, the way of martial arts is different from the way of true cultivation, and sometimes you can't help but want to keep your hands!"

Zhang Yuanhua looked at Yanxia Six Swords a few times, with a warning in his eyes, but he was afraid that Yanxia Six Swords would resent the heart of Linghu and that something would happen in the future, but he didn't know that the resentment had already been buried deep in Yanxia Six Swords' heart. The warning and persuasion would not be erased, and sooner or later it would explode.

After Zhang Yuanhua said a few words, he let everyone disperse and went to the head teacher Feng Taichong to report the results of the competition and his discoveries.

Yanxia Liujian meditated in the martial arts field for a while, and after Fushing the churn of true energy and spiritual power inside her body, she left without saying a word.

Although their cultivation level was greatly damaged, it would not fall to the early stage of the Dan-Creating Pill. It was a pity that their cultivation level of flying sword sacrifice was closely related to their minds. In addition to flying swords, it would probably take several years to achieve the cultivation level of heavy loss to return to its original state.

The resentment and hatred of Yanxia Six Swords towards Linghu can be imagined. They only knew that they had suffered huge losses, but Linghu gained greater fame, but they did not expect that this result was also what they asked for.

Some people just don’t know how to examine themselves and always blame others for their mistakes.

"Senior Brother Linghu is so awesome!" Feng Yuruo stuck out his tongue at Linghu: "I can't believe that you are just in the early stage of the elixir. Is the martial arts way really that powerful?"

Linghu smiled lightly. In fact, the way of martial arts cultivation is not stronger than the way of true cultivation. The key is that Linghu is a genius, so he can increase the power of martial arts cultivation several times.

In fact, when Linghu's second soul deduced the Soul-Certification Art, he also realized many magical powers of Taoism. These magical powers are not less powerful than martial arts. It's just that Linghu is dedicated to purifying his body and refining his body into a life soul, so he doesn't learn and use these magical powers.

Li Tianmu also exclaimed: "Senior Brother Linghu's martial arts method is indeed extremely powerful. I am afraid that all the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage will not be the enemy of Senior Brother Linghu!"

Li Tianmu is indeed a genius, and his knowledge is really bloody.

"No way?" Feng Yuruo was a little suspicious: "Isn't even you a match for Senior Brother Linghu?"

From Feng Yuruo's tone, it can be clearly seen that Li Tianmu's weight is obviously much heavier than Linghu.

Seeing Linghu Shina's somewhat depressed expression, Nalan Baiyi sighed, but couldn't say anything.

Li Tianmu said: "I have only been successful in the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation. Apart from the level of cultivation, I have not learned any magic yet. How could I be a rival to Senior Brother Linghu? Even if I learn it, I think the Nascent Soul cultivator may not be able to compete with Senior Brother Linghu. This is my premonition."

Feng Yuruo seemed a little unhappy and said, "You are a super genius. Is it good to have some confidence in yourself? It's useless to waste so many disciples of the sect admiring you, and I'm very optimistic about you. Don't let me down."

Li Tianmu smiled and said, "I just talk about things by facts now, and I didn't say that I can't surpass Senior Brother Linghu in the future." Speaking of this, Li Tianmu's eyebrows showed strong confidence and looked at Linghu: "Senior Brother Linghu, I know I am indeed not as good as you now, but I will work hard to practice for a while and strive to be the opponent of Senior Brother Linghu one day!"

Linghu laughed: "Junior Brother Tianmu is too modest. I believe you will catch up with me soon."

Linghu said this, but he admitted that Li Tianmu's inference just now that the cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage may not be able to defeat him!

If Linghu was asked to speak by himself, he was a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage and was not in Linghu's eyes. Only cultivators in the Out-of-body stage might be able to fight.

Of course, Linghu would not say that. Although he was wild and unruly, he would not show off his abilities everywhere. Otherwise, he would not have been willing to make everyone think that he failed nine times in Ningying and was ridiculed and criticized without justifying him.

At this time, the four of them were chatting at the Guanri Pavilion in Chaoyang Peak. Otherwise, the words just now would have been heard by the disciples of other sects, which would have caused another storm.

Feng Yuruo pouted and said, "So Brother Linghu is more powerful than before. No, I also need to practice hard and surpass you!"
Chapter completed!