Let You Be The Leader Of The Clan And Dominate The Immortal Cultivation World?

Hearing Wang Jianchen's registration, Lin Zhiyi narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly:

"Since you want to try the sword, Lin will accompany you to fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures burst out instantly.

"Bang bang!"

The two collided with each other.

Lin Zhiyi never drew his sword, but the swordsmanship surrounding him was domineering and fierce.

Wang Jianchen did not dare to hold back at all. He waved the magic sword in his hand and displayed his strongest sword technique.

The two of them fought for just a moment. Lin Zhiyi stamped his feet on the ring, and an invisible force seemed to surge out of his body and enveloped other places.

Then, a loud noise came, and Wang Jianchen, who was opposite Lin Zhiyi, flew backwards.

"What a powerful Sword Intent!"

Wang Jianchen stood on the ground with a pale face, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face was extremely horrified.

Although he was a disciple of Heavenly Sword Mountain and was very powerful, he did not get any benefit from his confrontation with Lin Zhiyi.

I originally wanted to rely on my powerful swordsmanship to resist one or two, take the opportunity to sharpen my swordsmanship and improve my swordsmanship, but unexpectedly I was unable to fight back.

"This Lin Zhiyi is so strong?"

"Oh my god, Wang Jianchen is a famous swordsman genius of Heavenly Sword Mountain's generation, but he is so vulnerable!"

…

Seeing Lin Zhiyi defeating Wang Jianchen, many monks looked shocked and secretly surprised in their hearts.

Lin Zhiyi is really too strong.

"Compared to Lin Zhiyi, there is no comparison between Wang Jianchen and Lin Zhiyi."

"Lin Zhiyi's strength is just as strong as Lin Luo's. The Lin family is really full of talents!"

"First there was Lin Xuan and Lin Yi, and now there is Lin Luolin Yi. I'm afraid the entire wilderness is trembling because of the Lin family, right?"

…

On the stage, Lin Zhiyi's expression remained unchanged and he said:

"Is there anyone else willing to go on stage and fight?"

Hearing this, no one responded.

Mastering the Sword Intent in the Qi Refining stage is no less than a dimensionality reduction attack. With Wang Jianchen at the front of the battle, even if they are confident, they will not take the initiative to seek abuse.

After all, as long as they take action, they not only represent themselves, but also represent the forces behind them.

There is almost no chance of winning, not to mention the possibility of losing your reputation and being punished after you return.

After a few breaths, seeing that no one accepted the challenge, Lin Zhiyi cupped his fists and saluted, preparing to leave.

At this moment, a slightly feminine voice sounded.

"Master Lin, please wait a moment. I have a favor to ask you!"

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi looked up and found that the person speaking was a young man about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a cold appearance and a somewhat unruly appearance.

The aura is not obvious, but there is a powerful force hidden in him that no one dares to underestimate.

"What's the matter?"

Lin Zhiyi raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Jin Yi Saint Child came to our Infernal Corpse Sect to pay homage before, and he left a deep impression on our Infernal Corpse Sect!"

"I wonder if you dare to have a different competition like Ji Yi Saint Child?"

The cold young man looked at Lin Zhiyi pitifully and said.

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes shining brightly:

"How do you want to compete?"

The other party made it clear that he was here to cause trouble, but Lin Zhiyi couldn't refuse because he was in the Lin family.

"When Ji Yi Saint Child worshiped the mountain, he broke through the Liuhe Yin Corpse Formation and was unscathed!"

"I am not very talented, but I can barely set up a Qi Refining Stage Liuhe Yin Corpse Formation. I wonder if Mr. Lin dares to give it a try?"

After saying that, the cold young man stared at Lin Zhiyi with bright eyes.

Lin Zhiyi's expression changed, and he probably understood the other party's purpose.

They lost face with Ji Yi, and now they want to defeat him to save some face.

Unfortunately, they underestimated the Lin family and even chose the wrong opponent.

The clan leader Lin Xuan told him before he had awakened his knowledge of swordsmanship.

The swordsman will move forward without fear of any enemy!

"In that case, let's give it a try!"

"please!"

The Yinhan young man moved and appeared on the ring.

Then, six Yin corpses appeared out of thin air and surrounded Lin Zhiyi.

The Liuhe Yin Corpse Formation is the most famous formation of the Yin Corpse Sect. It is said to be able to trap and kill all enemies, and it can also absorb the vitality of monks.

"Master Lin, you have to be careful!"

After saying that, the Yinhan young man flew back, all the way to the edge of the ring.

Then he saw six Yin corpses surrounding Lin Zhiyi, moving quickly, with strange and unpredictable figures, like ghosts.

"Hmph! A little trick!"

"break!"

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyi gave a cold shout, his sword glowed brightly, and infinite sword energy surrounded him.

The six Yin corpses were not afraid of the sword energy and rushed towards Lin Zhiyi.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sword energy collided with the six Yin corpses, erupting into a series of muffled sounds, and then exploded.

The sword energy dissipated, and the six Yin corpses rushed forward again, rushing towards Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi watched indifferently as the six corpses rushed towards him. In a flash, he passed through the center of the six corpses.

Then, the sword finger pointed out, and a sword light burst out, slashing hard at the head of an Inferi.

"Pfft!"

The Yin Corpse is made from the corpse of a monk after death, supplemented by Baleful Yin Qi. It has no ability to think or feel pain.

He would only obey the orders of the corpse master, so Lin Zhiyi's sword light easily penetrated the head of the Inferi, but did not cause it to lose its ability to move.

Instead, several other Inferi approached and appeared in front of him, their ghastly claws clawing hard at his chest.

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyi's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he hurriedly dodged to one side to avoid the attack of the Inferi.

"Boom!"

The Inferi missed a single hit and continued to attack Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi now also understands how difficult these Infernal Corpses are. If the other party dares to challenge him at this time, they must be confident enough.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyi's eyes narrowed, his body paused, and he stopped where he was, letting the Yin Corpse rush towards him.

"What is Lin Zhiyi doing? Could it be that he has given up resistance?"

"It must be true. Lin Zhiyi's sword energy cannot do anything to the Infernal Corpse."

"Yes, with his Qi Refining Stage cultivation, facing a magic circle composed of six Qi Refining Stage Inferi, coupled with the characteristics of being invulnerable and fearless of pain, there is no solution!"

…

Seeing Lin Zhiyi stopped in place, whispers suddenly sounded among the crowd.

For sects like the Yin Corpse Sect that use foreign objects to fight, most of the time they don't look at the level of cultivation, but only the strength of the objects.

One person forms a formation, one person forms an army, that's it!

The six Yin corpses formed a formation and cooperated with each other. They were so powerful that it was normal that they could not win.

While everyone was talking in low voices, Lin Zhiyi, who was on the stage, reached behind his back and grasped the hilt of the sword.

"Uh-huh!"

A flash of sword light flashed, and the sharp sword that had never been unsheathed was pulled out by Lin Zhiyi.

Looking at the Yin corpse in front of him, the pure Yang sword bone on Lin Zhiyi's chest shone with light, and the magic sword in his hand swept across.