This sword energy was very sudden and came from a tricky angle. More importantly, this person's presence was at the eighth level of the Meridian Realm.
"Lin Shidi, be careful!" Luo Qingshan didn't have time to stop him and could only shout out a warning.
Lin Xuan coldly glanced at him. His gaze was like a sharp sword that pierced people's hearts.
The attacking disciple's body trembled as a trace of fear rose in his heart. But he was already halfway there, so he could only grit his teeth and continue to attack.
"Hmph!" Lin Xuan slowly raised his hand and lightly waved the Red Flame Greatsword. He didn't even activate his ling power.
"Haha, you dare to boast with this little skill!" The group of troublemaking disciples laughed arrogantly.
On the side, Luo Qingshan was also worried. Although he knew that Lin Xuan's sword skills were outstanding, facing a martial artist at the eighth level of the Meridian Realm, not using ling power was too careless.
Lin Xuan was expressionless as he slowly waved his longsword.
However, this action was completely different in the eyes of the disciple who had launched the sneak attack.
What he saw was a sharp sword looming behind Lin Xuan's back. The presence was like ten thousand mountains. Just a trace of it could crush someone to death.
"What is that? How can there be such a shadow! "The attacking disciple was shocked and clearly felt resistance.
As Lin Xuan's longsword fell, the pressure increased and finally exploded.
Pu!
In the air, a figure spat out blood and retreated in a sorry state.
When the troublemaking disciples saw this scene, their jaws dropped.
"What happened? What happened? How did you get hurt? " These people ran over and asked all at once. They didn't see the mysteries of Lin Xuan's sword.
Luo Qingshan smiled bitterly. He had underestimated this shidi.
The attacking disciple was pale and couldn't say anything. He couldn't say anything. Was he supposed to say that he saw a greatsword taller than a mountain behind Lin Xuan? Everyone would probably look at him like he was an idiot.
Lin Xuan stood with sword in hand. That feeling just now was too strange. From his epiphany not long ago to the attack with sword force, it was all related to his comprehension of the seed of sword intent. Moreover, he felt that his fusion with the seed of sword intent had improved.
"He must have used a demonic technique just now. Brothers, take him down and hand him over to the sect for interrogation!" The group of troublemaking youths said.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Five or six silhouettes soared into the air and rushed towards Lin Xuan. Their hands continuously swung out fierce moves, and various lights enveloped Lin Xuan from all directions.
"Whirlwind!"
Lin Xuan's face was as calm as still water. He pulled out the large sword from the ground and struck out horizontally.
Above the tip of the sword, a green whirlwind that was more than ten feet tall whizzed out. When it landed on the ground, it continued to expand. Moreover, it quickly split from one to three and rushed towards the disciple who had jumped up.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
These green whirlwinds were covered with wind blades that glinted with a cold light as they swept forward.
"Ah!" Screams rang out one after another.
The five disciples in the air were all repelled by the whirlwinds, and three of them were even pierced by the wind blades.
Repelling five people with a single sword strike, and one of them was a rank eight Meridian Condensing martial artist. Lin Xuan's performance could no longer be described as stunning, it was completely monstrous.
The group of troublemaking youths all looked at him with fear. Their eyes were filled with hatred, but more than that, there was fear.
At this time, a disciple who had been standing in the distance and hadn't made a move said, "You are Lin Xuan."
Lin Xuan looked up and found that there were two long swords on the right side of his chest, clashing with each other.
"Enforcers?" Lin Xuan frowned.
"The sect has already agreed to your life and death duel with Zhang Qian. In three days, in the life and death arena, it will be a battle of life and death." After the enforcer finished speaking, he took out a letter in his hand.
Whoosh!
The thin letter, at this moment, seemed to be sharper than a sword. It directly cut through the air, and slashed towards Lin Xuan.
Golden lightning appeared in Lin Xuan's palm, crackling as it formed a small ball of light that enveloped the letter.
Chi chi!
The sandalwood colored letter cut through the outermost layer of the golden lightning, and continued to advance with a cold intent.
However, even more lightning surged out. When it was about a third of the way, the letter completely stopped moving, and just lay quietly in Lin Xuan's hand.
"Eh?" The enforcer was slightly surprised.
To outsiders, it looked like he had casually flicked it, but he knew that this attack contained a lot of hidden power. Even a rank eight Meridian Condensing martial artist might not be able to withstand it.
"His cultivation is at the rank seven Meridian Condensing martial artist, but he has the battle power of a rank eight Meridian Condensing martial artist. No wonder he dares to fight with Zhang Qian." The enforcer whispered.
Lin Xuan held the letter, his face as calm as water. The duel in three days was ten days earlier than he had expected.
"It seems that I need to consolidate my newly comprehended sword essence." Lin Xuan was fearless. As long as he completely grasped his newly comprehended sword essence, his battle power would immediately double.
Without staying at the Imperial Sword Cliff, Lin Xuan returned to his residence.
The golden sword essence in his body was larger than before. Now, the sword moves he used were almost as powerful as a small success sword force, and this was just the power of a small success sword intent.
One had to know that even a small success sword force was not something that many disciples of the Profound Sky Sect could comprehend. After all, this kind of thing was too ethereal and required extremely high comprehension. Moreover, not everyone was like Lin Xuan, who could plant a seed of sword essence in his body.
With the seed of sword essence, Lin Xuan only needed to slowly dig and cultivate it. As long as there was enough time, when the seed of sword essence matured, the sword essence within would naturally be comprehended by him.
He spent the whole day comprehending the seed of sword essence.
The next day, at dawn, Ye Qing knocked on Lin Xuan's door and told him that Instructor Murong was looking for him.
"Looking for me?" Lin Xuan was at a loss. He tidied up and went out, but his heart was constantly guessing.
Seeing Murong Qianling, Lin Xuan's heart was a bit perturbed.
"The day after tomorrow, you will have a life and death duel with Zhang Qiansheng. How confident are you?" Murong Qianling's voice was cold.
Lin Xuan was stunned. He did not expect that Murong Qianling would look for him to ask such a question. After thinking for a while, he replied, "If Zhang Qiansheng was still at the eighth level of the Pulse Condensation Stage, I would have 60% confidence."
"60%!" Murong Qianling's eyes flashed, "I want to know what you are relying on?"
Seeing Lin Xuan's doubts, she continued, "If you can't convince me, I won't send you to your death! After all, you are half my disciple. "
Lin Xuan took a deep breath. There was a trace of warmth in his heart. Instructor Murong was worried about him.
The seed of sword essence in his body slightly vibrated. Lin Xuan's body emitted an imposing aura, like a peerless sword being unsheathed, making people unable to look straight at it.
"Sword Force!" Murong Qianling's expression changed for the first time. Her red lips trembled as she exclaimed, "Small Success Sword Force!"
Lin Xuan's sword essence had not yet taken shape, but it was very similar to Sword Force. This was exactly what he wanted. He did not want to expose his sword essence too early. After all, this kind of thing was too profound. There might not be anyone who could comprehend it in a few hundred years.
Murong Qianling recovered from her initial shock. She stared at Lin Xuan and slowly said, "Sword Force alone is not enough!"
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