There are 18 fighters of the Setting Sun Sect here, twelve of them are at the first level of the championship, five are at the second level of the championship, and one is at the third level of the championship.
And Elong, the son of Wudao, is a martial artist at the second level of the Aspiration Realm.
The martial artist who has won the third level of the championship has always followed E Long, as if he was protecting the innocent son E Long.
"If you want to hurt Mr. Elong, you have to think about us!"
"Stop hurting Senior Brother Elong!"
Five warriors at the second level of the Aspirational Realm flew up and stopped Lin Bai.
Lin Bai looked at several people indifferently, and said coldly: "Since you are determined to seek death, then I will give you a ride!"
"bring it on!"
The five martial artists at the second level of the aspiration to the crown were furious, and rushed towards Lin Bai one by one.
"No Dao son E Long, it's ridiculous that you follow him so loyally with such a cruel method. It seems that you are all the same, so today I will send you all to hell!" Lin Bai roared, gnashing his teeth. With that, a sword flew away, attacking the five martial artists who were at the second level of the Aspiration Realm.
With the cooperation of these five people, they attacked Lin Bai fiercely.
Lin Bai tried his best to run the Nine Swords of Zhanyue, entangled with these people.
After ten strokes, Lin Bai found a flaw, rushed away with a sword, and beheaded a warrior who had attained the second level of the crown.
After a hundred moves, he killed another martial artist at the second level of the Aspiration Realm with one strike.
After three hundred strokes, another martial artist who had reached the second level of the Aspiration Realm died under Lin Bai's sword.
Young Master Wudao now smiled lightly and said: "If you really have some skills, if the little sword god in Jianhu is not dead, your swordsmanship may be able to compete with that little sword god, it's a pity, which little sword god God has been destroyed along with Jianhu."
Just as Young Master Wudao was speaking.
Lin Bai flew away with a sword, and killed the other two warriors who were at the second level of the aspiration realm beside him under the edge of the sword.
Lin Bai said coldly: "Now the people you brought here, the five warriors who have reached the second level of aspirations, have all been killed by me, and you still don't change your face!"
Young Master Wu Dao shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, anyway, I will kill you and avenge them!"
At this time, the martial artist standing next to Young Master Wu Dao, who had a cold face, was about to attack Lin Bai.
But at this time, Young Master Wudao stopped this person and said: "You don't need to do anything, I finally met such an interesting swordsman, I will naturally have a good time!"
Prince Wudao shook his folding fan and walked towards Lin Bai.
The martial artist at the third level of the aspiration to the top realm really didn't make a move.
"Come on!" The corners of Master Wudao's mouth curled up with a cold sarcasm.
"That's exactly what I meant!" Lin Bai's face turned hard, and the blade of his sword stabbed coldly and mercilessly at Young Master Wudao.
Prince Wudao closed the folding fan to block Lin Bai's sword.
The folding fan in his hand was forged from some kind of divine iron, but it could easily block Lin Bai's demon sword.
"Hmph!" After blocking Lin Bai's sword, Young Master Wudao smiled, and then the powerful force in his body shook, and he knocked Lin Bai back with a bang.
At the same time, he unfolded his folding fan and waved at Lin Bai!
The folding fan fluttered down, and immediately in front of Lin Bai, a gust of wind swept over, turning into a black dragon with its fangs and claws, roaring and attacking Lin Bai.
There was a bang.
After being hit by the black dragon, Lin Bai flew upside down.
"Emperor weapon!" When Lin Bai was hit by the power of this folding fan, at this moment, Lin Bai felt the power of this magic weapon!
Young Master Wudao unfolded the folding fan, shook it lightly and said, "That's right, it's the imperial weapon! Wudao Fan!"
"I only need such a light wave, and you will be defeated by me!"
"I haven't used the full power of Wudao Fan yet, and you are already dead."
"It's really too weak!"
Young Master Wu Dao shook his head and said: "Alright then, with the next blow, I will beat you to death!"
"No Dao Fan!"
The spiritual power surged in the body of Mr. Wudao, and the folding fan in his hand shook violently towards Lin Bai.
With a shake of the Wudao Fan, gusts of wind blew up, and waves of storms converged in front of the palace.
In this storm, Lin Bai felt that the world seemed to be shaking violently.
Roar¡ª¡ª
At this time, in the storm, three wind dragons with teeth and claws gathered and attacked Lin Bai.
Lin Bai had seen the power of this wind dragon just now, and now the power has doubled, Lin Bai had to deal with it with all his strength.
"Die!"
Seeing the three wind dragons sweeping towards Lin Bai, a cold smile appeared on the corners of Mr. Wudao's mouth.
At the moment when the three wind dragons devoured Lin Bai, Mr. Wudao put away his folding fan, thinking that Lin Bai would definitely die under the wind dragons.
But at this moment, a surprising scene appeared.
Among the three wind dragons that devoured Lin Bai, a powerful force suddenly swept out, not only crushing the three wind dragons, but also smashing all the storms here.
"Huh?" Young Master Wudao was stunned for a moment, then looked intently, and saw Lin Bai holding a monster sword in his right hand, and a black iron epee in his left hand.
The power of the blow just now came from the black iron epee.
"While you are swayed by wind and rain, I will stand still!" Lin Bai said coldly holding a measuring ruler.
"You actually practiced the Ba Sword Dao while practicing the Spirit Sword Dao. In this regard, you are better than any little sword god!"
"But it's a pity, you are such a swordsman genius, you are doomed to die in my hands today!"
"This makes me excited!"
Young Master Wudao yelled at Lin Bai ferociously.
Unfolding the Wudao fan, Young Master Wudao laughed ferociously at Lin Bai, and the folding fan in his hand continuously beat out storms, turning into wind dragons and attacking Lin Bai.
"The power of five dragons!" Master Wudao sneered ferociously.
Five wind dragons with claws and fangs rushed towards Lin Bai.
The power of this wind dragon is actually the same as that of Mr. Wu Dao. If it is any other aspiring martial artist, I am afraid that under this wind dragon, they will be beaten to death.
But now Lin Bai still took out the measuring ruler, facing the wind and dragon attack, Lin Bai was no longer afraid.
"Destroy it for me!" The measuring ruler swung up and slashed down angrily.
Lin Bai killed the five wind dragons attacking with his sword.
At the same time, Lin Bai picked up the measuring ruler and rushed towards Mr. Wudao.
"The power of six dragons!" Seeing Lin Bai rushing towards him, Young Master Wu Dao not only showed no fear, but laughed wildly at the corner of his mouth, wanton and crazy, he was a complete lunatic!
The six wind dragons attacked Lin Bai again.
Lin Bai's face did not change, and he slashed down with the measuring ruler angrily, crushing the wind dragon again.
At the same time, Lin Bai was still fighting in front of Young Master Wu Dao, the demon sword stabbed out violently, and the bright sword glow went straight to Young Master Wu Dao's throat.
Swish¡ª¡ª
Prince Wudao unfolded the Wudao fan and blocked it in front of him.
The blade of Lin Baiyao's sword pierced the surface of Wudao Fan, but was blocked by Wudao Fan!
"Damn it! Martial Soul Secret Art! Stop Ge!" Lin Bai's body surged with black light, and the demon sword suddenly sharpened. The sword pierced through Wudao Mountain, and the sword edge pierced Wudao's shoulder, and the blood immediately splashed away. ! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com