Chapter 12 Dragon Scale
(4, 0);
Lin Yue smiled. The people of Wangxian Sect knew about dragon scales, but he knew more.
He was one of the few people he found interesting in the past 100,000 years.
It’s just that the interesting thing about dragon scales is a little strange to other people.
Seeing that Lin Yue didn't take it seriously, Yang Qing became a little worried, "Then I'll go with you."
"No, I have something else for you to do." Lin Yue was already used to speaking to Yang Qing in a commanding tone.
But Yang Qing was used to it. "Little Saint King, please speak."
"Go to the Hidden Sect and save someone." Lin Yue did not give Yang Qing a chance to ask back, and continued: "You will know when you go there. Remember, you must arrive before midnight."
The Hidden Sect is a small sect within the influence of the Forgotten Immortal Sect. Although Yang Qing knew where it was, she was confused as to why Lin Yue sent her there.
"You'll know when you go there." Lin Yue said again.
Yang Qing didn't think any more and set off.
There were two female disciples outside Lin Yue's residence. They were sent by Yang Qing to serve him.
"Let Jian Chier come to see me." Lin Yue said while drinking tea.
The female disciple went over immediately, and before she had finished her tea, Jian Chier came in a hurry.
"Greetings to the Little Saint King."
Her petite but plump body rose and fell. Lin Yue smiled and said, "You are practicing sword so early. You are working hard."
Jian Chier was a little surprised to be seen through by Lin Yue. After thanking him, Lin Yue said, "Accompany me to a place."
Jian Chier didn't dare to ask more questions.
But when he arrived, he swallowed his saliva and his heartbeat quickened. "Little Saint King, isn't this the back mountain of the Seventh Palace?"
In front of a towering mountain, Lin Yue smiled softly, "Yes, the Seventh Palace Elder Long Lin is practicing swordplay in front now."
Jian Chier was startled, "Little Saint King, I heard that Elder Long Lin doesn't like others to disturb him, and doesn't allow outsiders to come to the back mountain."
Lin Yue nodded, "Not only do I dislike it, I hate it. Now is the time for him and the knife to get along. Anyone who disturbs him may die under his knife."
Jian Chi'er's throat was dry. It was obviously such a dangerous place, but why did Lin Yue still look so calm?
"Are you scared?"
Lin Yue smiled, Jian Chier gritted her teeth and shook her head, feeling that Lin Yue was testing her. (5,0);
But the next sentence, Lin Yue said: "If I ask you to compete with Long Lin, do you dare?"
"No!" Jian Chier immediately shook his head, "The elders are so powerful that I am definitely no match for them."
Lin Yue ignored her words and whispered a few words into Jian Chier's ear.
"Is it really possible?" Jian Chier looked at Lin Yue in panic on her pretty face.
Get hit by a move first, then keep dodging, and when launching the eighth move, counterattack from the west using the tenth move of Tianyan Sword Technique?
She didn't understand why Lin Yue was so confident in her.
He is an elder-level figure!
Moreover, Elder Long Lin is the most mysterious and strange among the twelve elders.
An existence that even her master didn't dare to mention.
"Let's go."
Without waiting for her to react, Lin Yue pulled Jian Chier straight into the back mountain. After walking only three feet, he noticed the sound of wind rising around him, accompanied by the sharp sword intent!
"Step back." Lin Yue grabbed Jian Chier's slender waist and stepped back!
The moment the two left, a knife swept across, leaving a deep mark on the ground!
"This is my forbidden land. Anyone who enters without permission will be killed."
The green trees were swaying on all sides, and these words came with the wind. Suddenly, leaves were falling all over the sky, and the sound of the wind became three times stronger!
Chapter 12 Dragon Scale
Lin Yue raised his lips, "I have heard of Elder Long's name of Crazy Blade. In Hongmeng, there is no sword seal that can compare to him. However, I feel that the name is not worthy of the title, so I came here specifically to challenge him to a fight."
"Want a fight?" A murderous voice came from a middle-aged man who stepped into the air, stood with his hands behind his back, and landed in front of Lin Yue and the others.
He had a scar on his face, his right hand was bare and tied with a black chain. At the end of the chain was a big black knife!
The blade was pitch black, yet it glowed with blood.
"What a request for a fight." Long Lin stared at Lin Yue, "Come on."
"It feels great." Lin Yue raised the corner of his mouth and pushed Jian Chier out. The latter was startled.
Lin Yue said, "She has fought you enough."
Long Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, "Woman?"
The long sword in Jianchier's hand was unsheathed, and it was also a scarlet sword!
"Good sword." Long Lin held his sword horizontally. (5,0);
Jian Chier said respectfully, "Jian Chier, disciple of the Twelve Palaces, holding the Red Moon Sword, come and break the mad sword of Elder Long Lin."
Of course she didn't dare to say such words herself, but Lin Yue taught her to say it.
"Your cultivation is too weak. I will suppress it to the ninth level of the spiritual realm, the same as you." Long Lin snorted angrily, and the black knife rose into the air and slashed down with one blow!
The wind leaves shattered, and the sword intent spread out, but Jian Chier did not make a move. Instead, he held the sword across his chest. With a clang, the sword intent hit the Red Moon Sword, and the recoil force swept through Jian Chier's body!
She flew backwards, flipped in the air, and with her red moon pierced into the ground, she managed to keep her balance.
Just as Lin Yue said, take it head-on!
If Long Lin had not suppressed his cultivation, Jian Chier would have been defeated with this one strike of the sword.
Then, Jian Chier raised his sword and Long Lin continued to strike with his sword, and three consecutive sword intentions broke through the air!
After hearing Lin Yue's words, Jian Chier had already intended to dodge. With three whooshing sounds, the sword passed by and the ground broke into three pieces, but Jian Chier dodged them all!
"Interesting." Long Lin's fighting spirit increased!
The third move!
The fourth move!
He kept attacking, and Jian Chier dodged according to the method taught by Lin Yue.
Lin Yue, who had been standing in the distance, leaned against a large rock, holding a dogtail grass in his mouth, and watched the battle with interest.
"Not bad progress." Jian Chier cleverly dodged the seventh move, and Lin Yue was very satisfied.
This time, he not only wanted to find the dragon scales, but also had another purpose, which was to let Jian Chier, who was too well protected by Yang Qing, experience a life-and-death battle.
The sword intent came through the wind. Lin Yue shook the dogtail grass and cleverly dodged the sword intent. "It's almost there."
I saw the Dragon Scale Sword rising from the east, and when the eighth move was about to gather power and cut down, suddenly, the red moon in the hand of the Sword Maniac who had been dodging suddenly changed, and the whole body's aura gathered on the sword. Immediately, the Tianyan Sword Art was pushed to the extreme, and the sword energy turned into dozens of afterimages, attacking towards the west of Dragon Scale!
The speed of this move was so fast that Long Lin was completely unprepared, especially Jian Chier's change of move, which came at the moment when she was constantly dodging and seemed to be losing step by step, making Long Lin a step slower in returning the sword!
clang!
Most of the sword energy was dodged by Long Lin, but one of the swords hit the hilt of Long Lin's sword squarely!
The winner has been decided.
Long Lin put down the knife, and blood slowly flowed from the palm of his right hand. (5,0);
The injury was obviously not serious, but for him, losing to a little girl by just one move was already a major defeat.
"very good."
Lin Yue spat out the dogtail grass and clapped his hands. "What do you think of this girl's sword energy, Elder Long Lin?"
"I lost because of strategy." Long Lin was obviously unwilling to accept this.
Lin Yue smiled and agreed, "Of course. In a head-on battle, I'm afraid Idiot won't be able to handle the third move."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
