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Chapter 1668

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Eight Sword Stream

"Haha! Haha! "

Everyone laughed even louder. Did he think he could defeat the Zhu Peng Demon King's giant hammer with just a tree branch?

"This guy has a strong physical body and good fire-based martial arts. Is his Sword Dao okay?" Baiyun Tiandi was getting more and more worried.

"Who knows!" "Haha!"

The Nine Spirits Of Heaven had never seen Lin Ling use a sword, so he shook his head.

"Let's begin!" "Haha!"

At this moment, Lin Ling said calmly on the martial stage.

Although Lin Ling had been suppressing his opponents with violence most of the time after he became stronger, his attainments in Sword Dao were extremely profound. Now that the martial stage did not allow him to use other powers, it was just right for him!

"Poison Demon!" "Haha!"

At this moment, the huge Zhu Peng Demon King sneered and strode forward. The hammer in his hand whistled loudly, and the strong wind caused the martial stage to crack. The most terrifying thing was that his speed was not slow at all despite his huge size. It looked like he was taking one step, but in fact, he took nine steps, forming an intricate movement pattern!

It could be seen that the Zhu Peng Demon King was not weak because he did not use his Demon Qi. Otherwise, his strength would be even more terrifying, and he would have few opponents in the Intermediate Saint Rudiment Stage!

Pop! Pop!

The giant hammer swept through the void. It looked like it was smashing down with brute force, but in fact, it had a mysterious charm, as if it could attack and defend at will!

However, Lin Ling still held the tree branch in his hand and remained motionless. His cloak fluttered, and at this moment, he looked like a lonely swordsman, giving off an indescribable feeling!

However, everyone thought that Lin Ling was scared out of his wits!

However, just as the giant hammer was about to smash Lin Ling's head, Lin Ling finally moved. His movement was very simple. He quickly drew his sword and stabbed out at an unimaginable speed, allowing the tree branch to touch the Zhu Peng Demon King's neck!

Almost at the same time, a bone-piercing chill bloomed, causing the Zhu Peng Demon King's body to tremble. He had a feeling that even though it was just a branch, if it really pierced down, he would definitely die. This caused his giant hammer to stop smashing down!

Time seemed to stop. Countless gazes were fixed on the martial stage. There, the tall Zhu Peng Demon King raised his giant hammer, and below him, the thin man drew his sword with one hand. The sword was pointed at his neck, forming a shocking scene!

"Fight, fight, fight for a spouse, you can't kill!" "

A moment later, the Zhu Peng Demon King's terrified voice could be heard.

"You lost! "

Lin Ling said faintly as he put away the branch.

Boom!

The crowd's hearts exploded. He won, that skinny guy actually won!

It was a wonderful battle. This was the real Sword Technique Conference!

When a swordsman does not draw his sword, he is calm and relaxed. But when he draws his sword, it is as powerful as thunder!

"It's fine if you don't move, but when you do, it's like a thunderbolt. Moreover, it's a fatal strike. What a powerful sword technique!" "

On the other side of the martial stage, the 13 Heavenly Kings of the Demon Cloud frowned. This Sword Technique Conference was not a competition of strength, but of skill. He did not expect that there would be a demon whose sword attainments had reached the point of perfection!

"I lost, you are still the best! "

The Zhu Peng Demon King walked down. He was well aware that if he used his full strength, that short man was not his match. But in terms of the sword, he really could not compare. That short man's sword was not only fast, but it could also kill in one strike!

"Interesting, I will fight you!"

At this time, a two-meter tall, thin man with purple skin walked up. He was wearing white bone armor, and on the bone armor, there were beast teeth on his shoulders and elbows. The most shocking thing was that he actually had eight arms!

"Eight Desolation Demon King!"

The surrounding demons clearly knew who this man was and could not help but cheer.

Lin Ling bitterly smiled in his heart. To be honest, he did not want to continue fighting because the longer it dragged on, the more dangerous it would be. However, if he wanted to enter the Dreamlike Mountain, this battle would be unavoidable!

"Your sword technique is very powerful. You can turn complex into simple. It is a true killing sword. However, with such a perfect sword, I want to see if it is invincible!" The man called Eight Desolation Demon King faintly said. His eight arms shook and unexpectedly, they were eight swords. Moreover, all of them were pointed at Lin Ling, and a sharp atmosphere spread out.

"I am the Eight Desolation Demon King, the number one swordsman of the True Martial World. Although your sword is perfect, it has a fatal flaw. If you lose, I will tell you!"

"There has never been a perfect sword, and mine is the same. You say that my sword has a flaw, then you can point it out to me!"

Staring at the other party, Lin Ling's interest was piqued. As long as it was a person who truly entered the Dao of the sword, he would respect such a person!

"Hunting, Moonless, Cloud Light, I am, Armor Break, Demon Return, Sky Valley, Radiant, these eight swords are my favorite swords. To be able to lose to the number one swordsman, you should be proud!"

Clang!

The eight swords let out sword cries. These swords were extremely famous in the True Martial World.

"Your weakness is that you are too simple. You lack the tyranny of the sword. Eight Sword Current!"

The Eight Desolation Demon King moved. Like falling leaves, like meteors from the heavens, the eight swords actually carried a trace of origin energy!

Although he had suppressed the devil qi, it was undeniable that his sword moves were indeed powerful!

Clang clang clang!

Lin Ling's figure floated up, using a tree branch to block. Furthermore, he did not dare to meet force with force, so he could only strike from the side!

"Eight Sword Current is the true meaning of the way of the sword. If you win against me, so what if my sword belongs to you?!"

The aura of the Eight Desolation Demon King's sword was extremely sharp, causing the entire martial stage to be filled with sword light. Seeing this, many Demon Clan sucked in a breath of cold air, if he used the devil qi, then the Eight Desolation Demon King's sword would be even more powerful!

"That idiot, he clearly has his own advantage, yet he insists on competing with the sword!" Baiyun Tiandi stared at the intense martial stage and said with dissatisfaction.

"You don't understand. Sometimes, competing with the sword is also a competition of the heart of martial arts. This is a battle between men!" The Nine Spirits Of Heaven shook his head. He looked at Lin Ling on the Martial Stage, and the more he looked, the more excited he became.

At this moment, the Martial Stage's Qi was rolling, and the ground was cut open. Many people saw that Lin Ling was almost cut in half a few times, but he narrowly avoided it!

"So, your weakness is very obvious. Your sword is too simple, and you lack the tyranny of the sword. Take this move of mine, Three Disasters!"

A voice came out from the Martial Stage. The eight swords turned into sixteen, sixteen turned into thirty-two, thirty-two turned into sixty-four, and gradually, the sky was filled with swords, making it impossible for people to dodge!

"That guy is going to lose!"

Many Demon Clan s stopped breathing. Who could dodge such a sword?!

At this moment, Lin Ling's expression was still calm, he stared at the swords, and his eyes finally flashed with light: "Unavoidable swords, then open up a sky for yourself!"

Weng!

The tree branch in his hand shook, and shot out like a dragon. It actually sent the four swords flying at a tricky angle, and then pierced towards the Eight Desolation Demon King. At this moment, the sword seemed to have come to life, and once again, it was fatal!

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