After a while of commotion among the disciples, they all looked at Lin Bai in unison.
Zhu Ziling also found Lin Bai, and sneered meaningfully: "He is Lin Bai, hmph, he looks like a monkey, I really don't know how Murong Yeshen was killed by him."
Zhu Ziling is not only a warrior at the first level of the Tianwu Realm, but also a warrior of the League of God.
Lin Bai's killing of Murong Yeshen caused a commotion in the League of God, so that many disciples left the League of God one after another.
And Zhu Ziling did not have the slightest kindness towards Lin Bai.
"bring it on."
Lin Bai stood at the foot of Jianzhong Mountain. After concentrating his mind, he stepped hard, and his whole body was ejected like a cannonball, heading straight to the halfway up the mountain.
When the momentum weakened, Lin Bai stepped on the hilt of the sword on the Jianzhong Mountain with the sole of his foot, and after borrowing the force, he rushed up again.
"Wow, what a fast speed, it's actually halfway up the mountain so quickly."
"Yeah, it's no loss that he is capable of beheading Murong Yeshen. It's really powerful."
"You have reached the height of Senior Brother Zhu Ziling so quickly."
"It's amazing."
Many warriors exclaimed when they saw Lin Bai rushing unstoppably to the halfway up the mountain.
Zhu Ziling looked at it, and said with a bad look: "The strength of the eighth level of the Earth Martial Realm is the limit if you can rush to the halfway up the mountain. When you get to the halfway up the mountain, you will find that you can't carry it at all." Hold the sword intent emanating from the spirit sword."
"Senior brother Zhu Ziling is right. The sword intent on the mountainside is extremely powerful, and it is difficult for ordinary warriors to parry."
"It would be nice for Lin Bai to reach halfway up the mountain."
Many warriors agreed with Zhu Ziling's words and nodded.
Boom¡ª¡ª
When Lin Bai reached the middle of the mountain, suddenly a torrential sword intent descended from the top, suppressing Lin Bai's head as if the sky had fallen.
"What a strong sword intent!"
Pressed by the huge pressure of the sword intent on his shoulders, Lin Bai felt his body keep falling down.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Ziling immediately laughed: "Well, let me tell you, the sword intent on the mountainside can't even be resisted by me, a master of the first level of the Heavenly Martial Realm. , how could it be the opponent of Sword Intent."
"Yeah, yeah, or brother Zhu Ziling's sharp eyes, he can see where Lin Bai's limit is at a glance."
"Just kidding, senior brother Zhu Ziling is also a master of the first level of Tianwu Realm, so Lin Bai is a fart in front of him."
At the foot of Jianzhong Mountain, there were also quite a few warriors from the League of God, all of whom sneered.
Hearing the voices of the disciples around him, Zhu Ziling showed a smug smile on his face, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Lin Bai with contempt, and waited for Lin Bai to fall from the mountainside.
Lin Bai, whose body kept falling, became more and more fierce.
Between the opening and closing of the eyes, a piercing and sharp gaze radiated out, and said coldly: "You want to fight my sword intent, okay, let's see who is the strongest sword intent!"
"A group of sword intents that have died for an unknown number of years, what's the use of remaining?"
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, go away."
Lin Bai raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain suddenly, his sharp gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing all the obstacles from the sword on the top of the mountain!
Phew!
Without the hindrance of the sword intent, Lin Bai supported the cloud first, and crossed the halfway up the mountain in the blink of an eye.
thump thump¡ª¡ª
Lin Bai, who rushed halfway up the mountain, became more and more unstoppable, and rushed all the way to the top of the mountain.
Looking from a distance, many warriors showed surprise.
Jianzhong Mountain, which is so difficult to climb, was actually climbed so easily by Lin Bai.
"Crossed halfway up the mountain!"
"How can it be so simple?"
"Impossible, I feel like Lin Bai hasn't been suppressed by the sword intent at all!"
"yes."
Many warriors exclaimed.
brush¡ª¡ª
Just at this time, a sword inserted into the mountain above Jianzhong Mountain suddenly flew out autonomously, rushed towards Lin Bai, and hovered in front of Lin Bai.
Spirit swords have spirits.
When they felt the sword intent of Lin Bai, they were completely determined to follow Lin Bai.
So much so that, now above Jianzhong Mountain, a spirit sword with a handle flew out autonomously and landed on Lin BaiIn front of him, let him choose.
"What!"
"The spirit sword flew out by itself!"
"My God, I must be dazzled."
"It's a third-grade spiritual weapon, the Qingfeng Sword!"
Many warriors screamed when they saw the spirit sword flying out autonomously.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Ziling was surprised and said: "How is this possible? Even Jianxuan back then couldn't let the spirit sword fly out on its own."
"Is this person so talented in swordsmanship?"
Zhu Ziling said in disbelief.
In fact, Lin Bai's talent in the way of swordsmanship is really exceptionally strong, and it can almost be ranked among super geniuses.
Now Lin Bai's sword intent has been cultivated to the late stage of the first-order sword intent.
The geniuses who are the same age as Lin Bai probably haven't comprehended the sword intent yet.
Moreover, Lin Bai has the soul of devouring sword, and his talent in the way of sword is extremely terrifying.
Lin Bai looked down, and saw a spirit sword flying in front of him. He shook his head lightly and said, "The third-grade spirit weapon is no longer suitable for me."
Lin Bai flicked his fingers, and his true energy turned into aura and hit the spirit sword, knocking it out, and the spirit sword flew back autonomously, re-inserted into the mountain, waiting for other disciples to come and pull him out .
"Lin Bai actually gave up!"
"A spirit sword that flew out on its own initiative wanted to recognize Lin Bai as the master, but Lin Bai gave up."
"Damn it, I wish I could have a spirit sword, but he is lucky, a spirit sword flies out of his own accord, and he still doesn't want it."
"It's really popular, maddening."
Many warriors shouted angrily, and secretly shouted Lin Bai's prodigal son.
Lin Bai continued to move forward.
Another spirit sword flew out autonomously.
This time it was a fourth-grade spiritual sword, which was extremely powerful. His former master was also a master of the alchemy realm, and there was a domineering sword intent left on it, which made Lin Bai take a second look.
"Fourth grade spiritual weapon, not enough!"
Lin Bai shook his head slightly, flicked his fingers, and shook the spirit weapon back.
Continue to fly upwards.
Swish Swish Swish Swish¡ª¡ª
When Lin Bai reached the top of the mountain, a group of fifth-grade spirit swords flew out autonomously, as if gathering into a whirlpool of spirit swords, wrapping Lin Bai up.
"Made, there are so many fifth-grade spiritual swords, they fly out as if they don't want money, and let him be the master!"
"Lin Bai should choose one now."
"Wow, among the group of fifth-grade spirit swords, many of them are famous spirit swords in the spirit sword sect. For example, the Qingshuang sword, whose previous owner was 'Tong Le', is a veritable human alchemy state. The pinnacle master!"
"And that Feixue sword, was his previous owner the first person in the inner sect of the Spirit Sword Sect five hundred years ago?"
When everyone saw the hundreds of spirit swords surrounding Lin Bai, they all exclaimed in unison.
Many of them are peerless swords from the famous town, and the warriors at the foot of the mountain are all jealous.
"How is this possible!" Zhu Ziling was in a very bad mood at the moment, and his self-esteem was hit. He wanted to get a fifth-grade spiritual sword day and night, but he couldn't get it all the time, and now there are more than one hundred fifth-grade spiritual swords to choose from. A warrior at the eighth level of the Earth Martial Realm, instead of him, a warrior at the first level of the Heaven Martial Realm.
This resentment was stuck in Zhu Ziling's heart, and it was difficult to spit it out.
The group of spirit swords that surrounded Lin Bai for a long time suddenly flew back to Jianzhong Mountain in unison.
"What, I gave up again. Lin Bai actually doesn't even like the fifth-grade spiritual sword."
"Even if you don't like the fifth-grade spiritual sword, then his goal is the sixth-grade spiritual sword that is above the peak!" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com