Chapter 72: Sword Master Inheritance

Seeing this, Lin Aochen frowned, but he did not retreat. He also drew out a long sword and attacked forward.

This sword was obviously different from the one he used before. The dragon pattern on the sword emitted bursts of cold light the moment he injected spiritual power into it.

The collision of the two immediately caused a loud noise, and terrifying ripples spread out.

"Ding..."

Lin Aochen took several steps back, with a look of intense shock in his eyes: "Is this the Golden Core Stage? A casual attack can have such power!"

At this moment, Skywalker's body was filled with surging energy and surrounded by spiritual energy.

And this is not the end. Skywalker's momentum is rising steadily, and his speed is beyond Lin Aochen's reach.

"So fast!" Lin Aochen widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

Bang!

He swung his sword, but Skywalker dodged it and then punched Lin Aochen in the chest.

"Puff..." Lin Aochen opened his mouth and vomited blood, then flew backwards.

"Tianjiao? You are too weak. You lost like this." Skywalker curled his lips and said with disdain.

At this moment, Lin Aochen stood up in a frenzy. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at Skywalker with gloomy eyes.

"Don't think you can be arrogant just because you beat me. I was just careless for a moment."

"Next, I'm going to let you see my true strength."

Lin Aochen spoke each word in a sonorous and powerful voice, and the next moment, he directly stimulated his own physique.

The moment his innate sword body was activated, he seemed to have transformed into a sharp sword, and the sword pattern between his eyebrows also shone brightly.

A sharp aura emanated.

Lin Aochen's speed suddenly increased and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, he appeared behind Skywalker and chopped fiercely with the sword in his hand.

"A mere trifle!" Skywalker snorted coldly and grabbed the long sword swung by Lin Aochen with his backhand.

However, his expression changed quickly, because when Lin Aochen swung his sword, it hit his arm at an extremely strange angle.

Skywalker's pupils shrank and he quickly loosened his grip on the sword. He retreated violently and put some distance between himself and Lin Aochen.

"Um?"

When Lin Aochen saw that Skywalker's severed arm was intact, he was immediately surprised and a little bit unbelievable.

Skywalker looked at Lin Aochen solemnly and said in a low voice: "Your swordsmanship is a bit weird."

He had just clearly noticed that his attack had been blocked, and he had almost been injured.

This was completely beyond his expectations, because he could not see through Lin Aochen's swordsmanship at all.

This kind of situation can only be achieved when encountering warriors who specialize in swordsmanship or some top sword sect disciples.

“Get out of the way!”

At this moment, Lin Aochen was almost at his limit. The sword he just swung had already used up 80% of his spiritual power.

If he delays any longer, what awaits him will be the exhaustion of his spiritual power and ultimate defeat.

"You want to leave? No way!"

Skywalker sneered, and his figure flashed and stopped in front of Lin Aochen.

Swish…

Skywalker swung the long sword in his hand, and another sharp sword light, carrying terrifying power, chopped out.

This time, Lin Aochen did not choose to dodge. He gritted his teeth and mobilized the remaining spiritual power in his body, raised his sword and attacked forward!

"bite!"

There were frequent collision sounds, and the swords collided, sending out sparks all over the sky.

However, the next moment, Lin Aochen groaned and flew backwards.

This time, not only did he fail to block the opponent's attack, but he was also violently counterattacked by the opponent, causing himself to be injured.

Not only that, there was a ugly wound on his wrist, with scarlet blood flowing and dripping onto the ground.

"Haha, with such little ability, you dare to challenge my patience. Do you really think you are gifted?" Skywalker sneered and approached him again.

He didn't give Lin Aochen a chance to breathe. He swung his sword and launched another fierce attack.

Lin Aochen gritted his teeth and resisted the opponent's attack, but unfortunately, his attack still couldn't shake Skywalker at all.

"Unable to withstand a single blow!"

After a brief fight, Skywalker sneered and then slapped Lin Aochen hard!

Skywalker slapped Lin Aochen with his hand, sending him flying several meters away.

His body fell on the edge of the stone platform, spurting out a mouthful of blood mixed with dirty fragments.

"How could this happen..." Lin Aochen muttered to himself with a look of despair, his face full of resentment.

"You have already lost. Hand over the inheritance and I can spare your life."

Skywalker said coldly, then slowly raised his feet and walked over.

"No!" Lin Aochen suddenly roared, struggled to get up, his eyes filled with madness.

"Do you think I will tell you? Dream on!" Lin Aochen shouted.

Hearing this, Skywalker frowned and asked coldly, "Are you sure you want to force me to kill you?"

"Haha, come on, kill me if you can."

Lin Aochen laughed wildly, as if he was not afraid of Skywalker at all.

"Since you are so stubborn, just die!"

Before he finished speaking, Skywalker flashed and rushed towards Lin Aochen.

With a crisp sound of broken bones, Lin Aochen was knocked out again. His right knee was broken and blood stained his clothes red, which looked shocking.

"I'll give you one last chance. Give me the inheritance!"

Skywalker said in a cold voice with a gleam of greed and brutality in his eyes.

"Dream on!" Lin Aochen snorted coldly, glaring at Skywalker with gritted teeth, but his body kept shaking.

"If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. In that case, you should stay here forever."

As soon as he finished speaking, Skywalker was ready to take action to completely get rid of Lin Aochen.

At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed and shot out from the side.

Bang!

The ball of thunder hit Skywalker's head hard.

"What is that?" Skywalker was startled and immediately stepped back, covering his head to avoid the lightning.

“Ahem…”

Lin Aochen coughed violently twice, then stood up with difficulty, his face as pale as paper.

"Brother Lin, are you okay?" The thunder dissipated, revealing a thin figure.

He looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with dark and clean skin and regular features, giving him a sunny and handsome look.

The person who came out of the Dragon Gate was Wang Daoxuan, and following behind him was none other than Ye Tian.

Just as the two stood still, several figures appeared behind them again: Xiao Shisan, Chu Qingmeng, Nangong Yan, and Luo Kong.

After coming out of the Dragon Gate, they all rushed towards the exit of the secret realm.

Wang Daoxuan was the fastest, and with the help of thunder magic, he was the first to arrive here.

But as soon as he got here, he saw Lin Aochen being knocked away by Skywalker. If he hadn't taken action in time, Lin Aochen would have been killed by the opponent.

"Haha, there are still some big fish!"

Skywalker did not panic after seeing the few people. He showed a playful smile and said jokingly: "Hand over the inheritance you have obtained, otherwise, you will die!"