The sharp aura contained in it even slightly surprised the leader of the Zhanxie Sect.

"Sword control?"

However, when the sharp sword intent that was powerful enough to cut through iron and gold fell on him, it only made a sound of metal clashing, and only left faint bloody marks on his flesh.

He snorted in his heart: "You think a mere sword power can break through my tempered body?"

Although the leader of the Zhanxie Sect did not possess the inheritance of martial arts, but relying on the great amount of sublimation brought by the evil relics, he possessed a body that was more powerful than many martial arts masters.

But the next moment, the leader of the Zhanxie Sect was surprised to find that his Taoist robe was rolling up uncontrollably, and the sword intent was swinging towards him.

Even the robes around his legs, hands, and neck were constantly tightening, strangling him like sharp swords.

But the next moment, the flying metal box had stopped in mid-air, and sword intent spread out from the box.

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Thinking of this, she had already retreated to the side with the Yellow Turban Warriors, obviously intending to divert the trouble to the second elder of the Zhoutian Society and his men to help them share the firepower.

At the same time, Fairy Yunxiao pinched her fingers and made incantations, and invisible talismans flashed beside her. The six yellow-turbaned warriors were each wrapped in thunder, spiritual fire, and ice, and they brought up layers of air waves to grab Lin Xing.

I watched the huge metal boxes being blown away and about to fall off the cliff in an instant.

But just when she was about to cast the spell and try to further bless the Yellow Turban Warrior.

"But such a domineering flying sword technique cannot last long. As long as we try to hold on for a little longer, he will definitely be the first one to give up in the end."

Each of these ten people were masters who had practiced martial arts for many years. At this moment, they burst out with all their strength. Every step they took caused the ground to crack with a loud bang. In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the huge metal boxes.

The leader of the Zhan Xie Sect thought to himself, "This boy's flying sword technique relies on numbers to win. If we let him continue to grow like this, we will definitely lose."

Immediately afterwards, these martial arts masters each slammed their palms towards the metal boxes, intending to blast the boxes directly off the cliff and knock them off the cliff.

As the spiritual energy in Lin Xing's body was completely exhausted, the second pass of the breathing technique, the sublimation of the Qi Guan Qian Shan, also began to take effect.

But Lin Xing knew that under the influence of ten thousand swords flying together, his spiritual consciousness would never recover.

Fairy Yunxiao thought to herself, "This boy is so young, but he is already a second-rate swordsman. He is indeed incredibly talented. But if he still refuses to hand over the secret manual under the siege of the two of us, I'm afraid he will be strangled in an instant."

Fairy Yunxiao had the same thought in her mind: "The more flying swords there are, the greater the consumption will be. He is now trying to increase the number of flying swords. He will definitely not be able to hold on for long..."

Buzz! A sword force rose from the sand and gravel on the ground, followed by the second, third, and fourth...

The red flames turned into a long sword, the orange flames turned into a breastplate, and the yellow flames turned into leg armor...

But his target was not Lin Xing, but those secret weapons that had descended across the Immortal Gate.

This phenomenon will continue to intensify and spread as time goes by, and will cause the effect of swallowing and exhaling spiritual energy to become more and more violent, until the spiritual thoughts in Lin Xing's sea of ​​consciousness are completely restored.

The leader of the Zhanxie Sect was surprised when he noticed this: "What kind of weird sword-controlling technique is this? It can even control my Taoist robe?"

The next moment, the leader of the Zhanxie Sect took a step forward, and a blazing flame burst out from behind him, creating a strong propulsion force that sent him shooting towards Lin Xing.

Seeing the two top warriors coming towards Lin Xing, one in front and one behind, Luo Wengao and others on the other side felt that Lin Xing was doomed to die.

But I didn't expect that the number of flying swords controlled by the opponent would increase with the passage of time.

Blood gushed out from the wound, but was instantly vaporized by the flames.

His entire body was covered in a dragon-shaped armor made of golden flames, and he exuded powerful pressure.

Fairy Yunxiao was surprised when she saw this scene: "How much more can it become?!"

Although the movement was not big, it looked like the undulating mountains and rivers, with a momentum of one peak upon another.

And just as she hurriedly cast a talisman to repair the huge hole in the chest of a yellow-turbaned warrior, sword energy surged into the sky again in front of Lin Xing, and the one hundred and two flying swords turned into one hundred and three.

At the moment when the leader of the Zhanxie Sect and Lin Xing were fighting, Fairy Yunxiao also took action.

Just like at this moment, with Lin Xing's light shout, hundreds of flying swords whizzed out, accompanied by continuous thunder sounds, and slashed towards the leader of the Zhanxie Sect and the Yellow Turban Warrior. Looking at the more than one hundred flying swords soaring into the sky, the leader of the Zhanxie Sect felt a chill in his heart: "What kind of sublimation is this? He can control hundreds of flying swords in one breath?"

The next moment, despite the fact that the leader of the Zhanxie Sect used the fire to block, deflect and dodge with all his strength, he still received three more sword marks on his body.

In the blink of an eye, one hundred and one sword intentions burst out, and the sand and stones on the ground gathered into one hundred and one flying swords.

In fact, the second elder of Zhoutian Society had already started taking action when Lin Xing obtained the secret book in the box.

Under the effect of Ten Thousand Swords Flying Together, if Lin Xing wanted to maintain one hundred and one sword intents at this moment, not only would he have to release all the spiritual thoughts in his body, but no matter how he took in and released the spiritual thoughts, not even a trace of the spiritual thoughts in his body would be restored.

With such a large number of flying swords, the best he could do was to command the approximate direction of attack. It was difficult for each flying sword to perform exquisite sword moves.

Strands of inspiration flowed into Lin Xing's sea of ​​consciousness, constantly trying to replenish his spiritual thoughts.

Looking at the fifty flying swords coming towards him again, he swung the red flaming sword in his hand and started a fight.

However, from where Lin Xing was, another sword intent rose into the sky, bringing up a gust of sand and gravel that turned into a flying sword and shot towards the position of the leader of the Zhanxie Sect.

The violent spiritual thoughts were surging out of his body like a tsunami.

Spiritual thoughts surged out of Jing Shiyu's sea of ​​consciousness. Although she quickly tried to stop them, she could only temporarily block one or two of them.

Fairy Yunxiao always focused her attention on Zhao Wanxi. After all, in her opinion, she was the one behind Lin Xing and the one who really had the ability to fight for the secret book.

And when fifty pieces of the flying sword split into pieces, bringing with them waves of air and thunderous sounds, constantly tearing through the atmosphere and slashing towards him at supersonic speed, he felt his scalp tingling.

The six Yellow Turban warriors roared, took one step forward, and rushed towards Lin Xing accompanied by the rumbling of the earth.

The ground beneath Lin Xing's feet made crisp crackling sounds, and strands of inspiration swarmed towards Lin Xing from the ground.

The leader of the Zhanxie Sect roared angrily, and the golden fire dragon that was originally rolling towards Lin Xing suddenly rushed towards him.

He flicked his fingertips lightly, and the ten silver threads in his hand were released. The ten old men left a trail of afterimages and rushed towards the huge metal boxes.

But in the next moment, accompanied by the sound of explosions, the ground under Lin Xing's feet continued to shatter.

At this moment, Lin Xing directly released all the spiritual thoughts in his sea of ​​consciousness.

On the other side, the Yellow Turban warriors were defeated again and again under the attack of fifty-one flying swords.

Originally, being able to unleash hundreds of flying swords in an instant was considered by them to be the top skill among the second passers.

But under the effect of the secondary transmission of the Heavenly Sword Interaction that sublimated the Heavenly Sword Domain, each flying sword, when infused with sword intent, could attack and defend spontaneously, as if it were a gift from heaven.

At this moment, the leader of the Zhanxie Sect only felt that all he saw were flying swords stabbing back and forth everywhere, with sword intent echoing in all directions, as if peerless swordsmen were performing all kinds of exquisite sword moves, constantly surrounding and killing him.

In the mind of the second elder of Zhoutianhui, these unknown weapons from the secret realm are the biggest threat at hand.

"It is impossible for this boy to not see the situation clearly. Is he waiting for his backers to rescue him?"

In the blink of an eye, a total of nine flames had transformed into weapons and armor, protecting the leader of the Zhanxie Sect from head to toe.

Amid the crackling sounds, flames roared and thunder rumbled.

"But I have been roaming the world for so many years, and even the strong men of the evil sect cannot catch up with me. How can I be stopped by your mere sword-controlling technique?"

The number of these hundreds of flying swords far exceeds the level that Lin Xing can precisely control.

In other words, he must maintain a state of exhaustion of spiritual energy at all times.

This is exactly the effect of the Thousand Mountains Vision. As his spiritual thoughts are exhausted, Lin Xing will continue to absorb and exhale the spiritual energy contained in the earth, and in the process of absorbing the spiritual energy, he will cause changes in the ground beneath his feet, forming a vision like undulating mountains and rivers.

With a roar, the leader of the Zhanxie Sect retreated violently. At the same time, the golden flames on his body roared like a giant dragon, madly rolling towards the flying swords that were shot at him.

A blinding flame burst out, and the clothes of the leader of the Zhanxie Sect were reduced to ashes.

However, under the effect of Ten Thousand Swords Flying, whenever his spiritual power was slightly restored, it would be squeezed out of his body again to enhance the effect of Ten Thousand Swords Flying, increasing the number of swords Lin Xing controlled bit by bit.

Seeing the yellow-turbaned warriors having their golden armor broken and their bodies pierced by the thunderous sounds, Fairy Yunxiao's expression became extremely solemn.

The leader of the Zhanxie Sect, who had blocked the first wave of flying sword assassinations, shouted angrily, and then saw the eight flames flying back and merged into his body one by one.

As the state of the spirit changed, the relatively flat ground under Lin Xing's feet gradually rose and fell several inches.

The leader of the Zhanxie Sect who was watching this scene became determined and retreated towards the direction of the second elder of the Zhoutian Society who was not far away.

As every bit of spiritual thought was vigorously pumped out of Lin Xing's body, the second pass of the sword-controlling technique, the sublimation of Ten Thousand Swords Flying Together, also began to take effect.

The leader of the Zhanxie Sect and Fairy Yunxiao were both shocked when they saw this scene.

At the same time, the eight beams of fire that had just flown out to intercept others also quickly converged back.

At this time, Lin Xing unleashed the Ten Thousand Swords Flying, Qi Penetrating Thousands of Mountains and Sky-traveling Sword Domain, and suppressed the leader of the Zhanxie Sect and Fairy Yunxiao with his hundred swords.

Just when the leader of the Zhanxie Sect and Fairy Yunxiao retreated towards the direction of the second elder of the Zhoutian Society, trying to divert firepower and share the pressure.

They suddenly felt that the endless feeling of oppression suddenly disappeared, and the flying swords that were just surrounding and killing them dissipated into the air one by one.

The two who noticed this scene breathed a sigh of relief, and thought at the same time: "This kid must be unable to hold on."

(End of this chapter)