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Chapter 232

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"Ahem, Hall Master Lin, he's not using the Sword Flash. He's just withdrawing his Stegosaurus back into the Spirit Realm." Bai Qinan finally could not stand it any longer and reminded the Discipline Hall's Hall Master Lin Min who was still dodging in the air.

Hall Master Lin Min finally stopped and carefully scanned the surroundings with her eyes.

There was no flying sword at all, nor was there any high-level concealment technique!

She had been tricked!

"Hahaha, Junior Martial Uncle Zhu is too cunning. He shouted so loudly just now that I really thought there was a powerful sword art coming out of the sheath!" Junior Martial Sister Shao Ying could not stop laughing.

Wu Feng shook his head. He was trying very hard to hold back his laughter.

Meanwhile, Yun Zhonghe and Haoye's eyes widened. How could they play like this?

"Damn it!!" Sword Aunt Lin Min was sweating cold sweat.

The scariest thing about the Sword Flash was not the flickering of the sword, but the unknown direction and angle from which the flying sword was coming. It could often penetrate a person's vitals in one hit.

Lin Min had been frightened by the opponent's sword that had disappeared without a trace. Furthermore, Zhu Minglang had shouted "Shuo". Even though there was nothing, his acting was so realistic!

"Zhu Minglang is no longer a Swordsman. He is now a Dragon Herder. Hall Master Lin Min, the flying sword he controls is a rare dragonized sword spirit. When one's mind is as one with him, he can use most flying sword arts." Wen Mengru felt that she should remind her, so she added.

"Junior Martial Sister Wen is right. I was just joking with Hall Master Lin. This time, I'm going to use the real Mount Yi Flying Sword Art. Don't be careless, Hall Master Lin Min!" Zhu Minglang laughed.

He opened his palm, and an imperceptible spatial crack appeared in the Spirit Realm. The Stegosaurus slowly flew out and appeared next to Zhu Minglang!

Zhu Minglang did not hold his sword because he did not have the cultivation of a Swordsman. There was no point in holding a sword.

However, the Flying Sword School practiced flying swords to begin with. What flying sword in the world was more perfect than the Stegosaurus?

"Just some unorthodox methods. The Flying Sword Technique of the Mount Li Sword Sect is profound and profound. You, a brat who just came up the mountain, actually think that you can grasp the essence of my Sword Sect. Ridiculous!" Lin Min, the leader of the Discipline Hall, said with a gloomy face.

Right now, she was both angry and annoyed. At the very least, the elders, the Sect Leader, and the other princesses were all watching, yet she was being teased by this fellow!

"Therefore, Hall Master Lin, please take a good, careful look at my Firefly Sword and see if it is authentic!" Zhu Minglang slowly raised his hand and formed a sword finger.

There seemed to be an invisible string, and the other end was connected to the Sword Spirit Dragon that was floating at the side.

There was no need to hold the sword, the sword would dance by itself!

The Stegosaurus flew up into the blazing sun. As Zhu Minglang's finger pointed downwards, the sword tip was like fire, bright and eye-catching under the sun!

The sword tip was densely packed, like the countless fireflies in the forest at dusk, quiet and beautiful. The sky above the Sword Pavilion was also displaying such a scene. It wasn't the gathering of fireflies, but the friction between the Stegosaurus' sword tip and the air, creating sparks on the sword tip!

"Shua shua shua shua shua!!!"

Firefly Sword Technique!!!

The dense sword-fire fell down, but it was not a large area like rain. Instead, the fireflies that filled the sky gathered together as if they were guided, turning into a river of fireflies. The river of flying swords, sword-fire, and sword-light, madly baptized Sword Aunt Lin Min's location!!

Sword Nun Lin Min was shocked.

The disciples, hall masters, and elders of the Mount Leng Sword Sect were all shocked. Some of them even took off their veils involuntarily, as if the veils were affecting their vision!

These were Firefly Flying Swords!!

Moreover, it was an extremely high realm Firefly Flying River!!

The plateau was riddled with holes. Sword Nun Lin Min used all of her strength to defend. She retreated again and again, but the firefly flying swords were like an endless river. The endless sword tip baptism caused her arms to go numb and her steps to become disorderly.

"Zhu Minglang's Stegosaurus … seems to have gotten stronger." Wu Feng was secretly shocked.

Back in Mechanical City, Zhu Minglang's Stegosaurus had displayed absolute suppression. However, that was clearly under the condition of Zhu Minglang's own sword realm.

The current Stegosaurus' cultivation was different from before. Even without sword awakening, it was still powerful!

Could it be that Zhu Minglang had obtained some great harvest while climbing the mountain??

Firefly Flying River, imposing as a rainbow. Zhu Minglang still stood in place, not moving half a step. However, the flying swords he controlled were already forcing the Discipline Hall Sword Nun back step by step, drenched in sweat.

It was just as Wu Feng guessed.

Stegosaurus' cultivation had indeed skyrocketed.

That was because Stegosaurus had devoured all of the ancient swords in the Xuan Mountain Sword Tomb!

After devouring them, Stegosaurus' cultivation had reached the upper level Monarch rank. In addition, Zhu Minglang had comprehended flying sword techniques from the sword manuals. If an upper level Monarch rank expert appeared, Zhu Minglang would even dare to fight him!

The flying sword sect also had sword realms.

Stegosaurus' cultivation, coupled with Zhu Minglang's sword realm …

Stacked together!

… …

Just as Zhu Minglang said, he didn't need to move half a step.

Moreover, what humiliated Lin Min the most was that Zhu Minglang was using the Xuan Mountain Sword Sect's flying sword technique — Firefly Sword.

"Martial Uncle Bai, have you taught him the Firefly Sword before?" At this moment, Wen Mengru asked Bai Qinan in a small voice.

Bai Qinan shook his head.

When they were in Bei City, Bai Qinan had seen Zhu Minglang's comprehension ability. Although he roughly knew that Zhu Minglang could learn quite a number of sword techniques from the sword manual ladder, it was still a little ridiculous for him to be able to comprehend the extremely difficult Firefly Swordsmanship to such a level in such a short time!

Could one be so strong just by looking at the sword manuals?

Some sword techniques, no matter how high one's comprehension ability was, still required the guidance and demonstration of an expert. Bai Qinan wasn't surprised that Zhu Minglang could learn the Firefly Sword. However, it was still unbelievable that he could use the Firefly Flying River Sword. Some of the hall masters here hadn't even grasped the higher profound meaning of the Firefly Sword!

"Sword Flash!"

This time, Zhu Minglang used the true flying sword Sword Flash!

The sword disappeared under the clear sky and reappeared behind Lin Min without any warning.

It was as fast as a bolt of lightning, splitting apart the tranquil forest. The sword beam flashed and no one dared to blink!

First, it was the Firefly Flying River. Then, it was the Sword Flash Lightning. These two flying sword techniques originated from the Xuan Mountain Sword Sect. Hall Master Lin Min's bamboo hat was sliced apart by the Sword Flash. It split into two pieces and slowly fell to the ground.

Her forehead and cheeks were covered in sweat. Although she wasn't injured, her eyes were filled with horror and pain!

She had been defeated.

It wasn't as simple as defeat.

Her opponent didn't even move half a step.

Her opponent was still using the Xuan Mountain Sword Sect's sword technique!

Extreme humiliation!

"Can I sit where I want to now?" Zhu Minglang smiled and walked towards the comfortable umbrella canopy.

The strong were revered!

At this moment, those prideful female sword nuns from the Xuan Mountain Sword Sect no longer dared to criticize Zhu Minglang.

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