The Way of the Immortal Master

When Lin shenpo talked about rising, he pointed with one hand and a flying sword flew into the air and circled over his head.

With another sprinkle, twelve pieces flew into the air, formed an array in the air, and surrounded the flying sword in the air from all directions.

The flying sword flies into this formation and dances in and out, as if it were fighting with a strong enemy. The twelve pieces also hovered and danced, fighting with the flying sword.

It is said that Lin shenpo likes chess as well as kendo. Many people thought he was playing with things and losing his will. Now it seems that the chess pieces in his hands are not weak magic tools.

The monks in the Qi refining period sitting below were dazzled and addicted.

Even Shan Hu, the foreign affairs elder of shuangfenggu, who was sitting on the high platform, said with admiration: "I've heard the nickname of brother Lin shenpo's excellent chess and sword before. When I see it today, it really deserves its reputation."

"Where, where, brother Shan has been praised too much." Xu Yishan, who accompanied him, was modest and polite again.

Shan Ying kept his face cold. Hearing the conversation between the two, a look of disdain appeared on his face.

Shan Ying, who has always been arrogant, doesn't look up to this kind of juggling show.

Lin shenpo talked a lot and demonstrated again before he came to an end.

"No matter how much we talk, it's just empty talk. I wonder if you have learned anything after listening to it for so long?"

"If you think you have learned something, you can also come up and demonstrate it."

After listening to Lin shenpo's words, many monks sitting below looked eager to try.

In the area where the Zhao family friar is located, a friar jumped directly and jumped onto the high platform in front of him.

"The younger generation Zhao Dong, after listening to the elder's speech, feels that he has gained a lot."

"I'm not talented. I'm willing to show you."

Lin shenpo glanced at "leader Meng is the leader of Taiyi sect. I've heard a lot about you. Today's opportunity is rare. I don't know whether leader Meng is willing to teach me or not."

Looking at Zhao Dong's provocative eyes, Meng Zhang looked disdainful.

"The beam skipping clown just brought it to test his sword."

Without the slightest hesitation, Meng Zhang jumped directly onto the platform.

"I'm in a good mood today. I'll give you some tips."

Zhao Dong passed away with a flash of anger on his face. The so-called leader of an unorthodox sect really takes himself seriously.

"I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue. Who can teach who may."

Lin shenpo didn't have time to listen to the two people talking and announcing directly.

"You can start."

Zhao Dong listened and immediately took out his sword.

A yellowish flying sword came out of its scabbard, circled over his head and stabbed Meng Zhang directly.

Meng Zhang raised his left hand, and the flying sword wrapped around his wrist flew out of his hand. The original soft body of the sword immediately stretched straight and flew directly into the sky.

Both of them were monks in the Qi refining period. Without the divine knowledge of the friar in the foundation period, they naturally could not resist the sword with God like the friar in the foundation period.

During the Qi refining period, friars often use Qi to resist the sword, and use Qi to control the refined flying sword.

The range of using Qi to defend the sword is not large. You can only defend the sword within the visual range. The attack range of flying sword is generally only tens of feet.

The area of this high platform is enough for two people.

Meng Zhang's cultivation of Qi refining is also seven fold. Meng Zhang's cultivation skills and sword skills are far above Zhao Dong's.

For Meng Zhang, winning the other party is not a problem at all, but also winning beauty.

In this public sword competition, Meng Zhang certainly would not use his sword formula. He just used a few moves of flying sword assassination at will, which was enough for Zhao Dong to drink a pot.

The flying sword winds around her fingers and takes the initiative to meet Zhao Dong's flying sword. The two flying swords fight in the air.

Compared with the other party's broad sword body, the soft fingers look particularly small and pocket.

However, each stab with soft fingers was extremely accurate and directly hit several key points of the opponent's sword body and handle.

Like people, flying sword also has key points and weaknesses.

When refining flying swords, the prohibition of sacrificing and refining flying swords inevitably has weaknesses. These weaknesses are the weaknesses of Feijian.

When Zhao Dong released the flying sword, the flying sword was fierce and powerful. However, after a fight with huanzhirou, the body of the flying sword trembled violently and its movement was seriously deformed.

A series of crisp percussion sounds sounded. The flying sword released by Zhao Dong kept retreating in the air and was softly hit around his fingers and flew far away.

Rao zhirou didn't continue to chase the flying sword, but directly killed Zhao Dong.

Seeing Meng Zhang's flying sword attack, Zhao Dong was a little flustered.

While pinching the Yin formula, he wanted to quickly recall his flying sword. A small shield appeared in front of the body while activating the body armor.

A flexible turning point around the finger avoided Zhao Dong's body protection magic weapon and directly stabbed Zhao Dong's head.

Seeing that Zhao Dong, who could not escape, was about to be stabbed by a flying sword, the Zhao family children sitting at the bottom stood up nervously.

Even Zhao jiudou, an elder of the Zhao family who has always been calm, can't help but worry.

Although I know Meng Zhang doesn't dare to kill at will on this occasion, it would be bad if this boy was young and impulsive and really hurt Zhao Dong.

Zhao jiudou took advantage of the situation to expand his power when the owner Zhao Yanbei was not at home. Zhao Dong is his important supporter. He is not only a close confidant, but also the implementer of some plans.

Under the intense gaze of the people, the scene of Zhao Dong's death did not appear.

Meng Zhang is not a fool. How could he turn the happy day of Lin Shan sect into a scene of blood splashing three feet.

The flying sword gently rubbed Zhao Dong's head around his fingers, which not only cut off his bun, but also showed a soft force on the flying sword, which made Zhao Dong black in front of his eyes, dizzy and unable to react for a long time.

The flying sword and small shield released by Zhao Dong fell onto the high platform after losing control.

Taking back the flying sword, Meng Zhang said to Zhao Dong, "I don't know how much you can learn from this guidance."

Meng Zhang's attitude made some mature friars slightly unhappy, but the younger generation of friars felt that it was really happy to hit face-to-face.

Looking at Zhao Dong's shaky body, Zhao jiudou jumped directly onto the platform with a face.

He threw Zhao Dong and the magic tools on the ground to the Zhao family below. Zhao jiudou first saluted Lin shenpo.

"Master Lin, master Meng is good at swordsmanship. I'm glad to see the hunter and want to ask for advice."