There were different opinions for a while, and there were all kinds of opinions, but they were all overwhelming opinions, thinking that Lin Jiusheng ended up in failure.
There are even some disciples who have become dealers without too much trouble, betting whether Lin Jiusheng has a broken leg or a missing arm.
The stage that originally belonged to a dozen top inner disciples to show off was suddenly taken away by Lin Jiusheng, and everyone's eyes turned towards Lin Jiusheng.
A dozen of them seemed to have no one cares for the unloved orphan, looking at Lin Jiusheng with a little anger in his heart.
After finally cultivating to the Wang Xiu realm, I was waiting for today's vigorous spirit, but no one expected it to watch.
For a while, a dozen inner disciples didn't rush to see the test, and they all stopped and looked towards Lin Jiusheng.
Anyway, relying on Yan Shen's strength, this guy was able to resist it for ten seconds and it turned the sky upside down.
The head of Jianzong was also a little surprised, but Lin Jiusheng didn't expect Lin Jiusheng to be so courageous.
The elders of the six sects all stared at Lin Jiusheng and shook his head for a while, thinking that Lin Jiusheng was just a beaming clown enjoying the scenery for a while.
"Where is Yan Shen?" The head of Jianzong looked towards the direct disciple.
"The disciple is here." Yan Shen walked over and said with a fist.
"Lin Jiusheng challenges you, would you like to learn from him?" Jianzong said.
"The disciple is willing." Yan Shen nodded without even thinking about it.
"Let's go, the same division, don't overdo it," the head of Jianzong reminded.
Yan Shen clasped his fists and said to obey orders. As for what counts as too much, he has his own calculations.
Lin Jiusheng was speechless, as if no one was optimistic about him, and then looked at Xue Ping, who smiled at him.
To say that someone is optimistic about him, only Xue Ping and the Yu family brothers who stayed at the inner door seniors were the only ones.
Others did not know the strength of Lin Jiusheng, the two brothers of the Yu Family knew very well that Jialiang was the peak of the mid-term Wang Xiu stage, but he was abruptly defeated by Lin Jiusheng's nine-nine sword formation.
Yan Shen was a direct disciple, but it was only in the middle stage of Wang Xiu's stage. Compared with Jia Liang, Yan Shen was actually a little weaker.
Of course, the two brothers of the Yu family would not openly support Lin Jiusheng. When they talk about it now, I am afraid they will provoke the eyes of the surrounding inner disciples.
Yan Shen stepped on both feet and landed in front of Lin Jiusheng, clasping his fists and said to him: "Lin
Junior brother, please enlighten me. "
"Brother Yan, please." Lin Jiusheng said.
Yan Shen frowned. Seeing Lin Jiusheng didn't immediately release his sword, his face sank for a while, thinking that Lin Jiusheng was underestimating himself.
A stride strode directly, Yan Shen waved his fist open, and this fist made clear the head that followed Lin Jiusheng.
The strong yang energy enveloped Yan Shen's fist, and this fist really hammered Lin Jiusheng's head. With the Yang Qi in the middle stage of Wang Xiu's stage, it would definitely make his head blossom.
Seeing this punch, some inner disciples' mouths twitched. Did Yan Shen want to punch Lin Jiusheng into a fool
The fist wind blew Lin Jiusheng's face, Lin Jiusheng moved back, and Yan Shen's fist passed his nose.
"Did off!"
Some disciples of the inner sect have sharp eyes, and they can naturally see.
Yan Shen made a punch and lost his face, his face was a little surprised. Seeing Lin Jiusheng who was ten meters away from him, he was looking at himself cheerfully.
"Senior Brother Yan, haven't you made a sword yet?" Lin Jiusheng laughed softly.
"Do you deserve my sword to deal with you a cultivator of the Yuan Xiu level?" Yan Shen said coldly, with a movement, and instantly came to Lin Jiusheng, raised his hand to form a hand blade, and slashed towards Lin Jiusheng's neck.
With Yang Qi covering his hands, Yan Shen's hand blade can split all hard stones, not to mention a living human head.
But Yan Shen was angry, Lin Jiusheng was like a flexible loach, no matter how he attacked it, Lin Jiusheng would always be able to avoid it.
It's as if I almost touched it, but it feels a thousand miles away.
"Damn it!" Yan Shen cursed inwardly, and Lin Jiusheng was ten meters away from him again, looking at him happily.
Like teasing a dog, Yan Shen was extremely angry in her heart.
The disciples who had been talking about it completely calmed down. When Lin Jiusheng was able to evade the first time, they thought it was accidental, but when they appeared for the second and third time, they thought it was accidental.
Each of the disciples began to pay attention to Lin Jiusheng's body technique under his feet, and everyone was shocked. This body technique was so flexible that he easily avoided Yan Shen's fist technique.
The disciples passed down their disdain for Lin Jiusheng, and began to attach importance to this test one by one.
"
Brother Yan, do you really not use a sword? "Lin Jiusheng said softly.
Yan Shen saw that the gazes of the people around him had changed, and if he continued to be so embarrassed, even if he defeated Lin Jiusheng, he would fall into some unpleasant reputation.
Thinking of this, Yan Shen snorted coldly: "Since you want to die, then I will give you one floor."
The sword was unsheathed, and the long sword fell into Yan Shen's hands, looking at Lin Jiusheng with his eyes sideways, the long sword stabbed at Lin Jiusheng, and the sharp sword aura was released.
Seeing that Lin Jiusheng was almost done, especially after testing Yan Shen's strength, he had already had a plan in his heart.
In contrast, Yan Shen's overall strength is not as good as Jialiang.
If he was in the late stage of the spiritual cultivation stage, he might have to use the nine-nine sword formation, but now his strength has reached the Yangyuan cultivation stage, he doesn't need to release the nine-nine sword formation at all.
He simply stepped back and leaned against the big tree behind him. Yan Shen's sword had already attacked, and Lin Jiusheng patted his storage pocket casually.
With a "buzz", a ground flying sword flew out of the storage pocket.
In combination with Lin Jiusheng's Yang Qi, the Yang Qi cultivation base released by this flying sword could reach the early stage of Wang Xiu's realm.
With a "ding", the local flying sword pierced Yanshen's sword tip accurately.
Yan Shen frowned tightly and shook out Feijian with the Yang Qi inside his body, and the Yang Qi bounced the Feijian out.
He stabbed at Lin Jiusheng again, and as he patted his storage pocket, another flying sword sprang from the ground.
The Fei-Rank Flying Sword, which was originally shaken by Yan Shen and fell on the ground, flew quickly again, and the two swords strangled towards Yan Shen.
"Two local-grade flying swords." When some inner and outer disciples saw the two local-grade flying swords, their eyes were almost straight.
Yan Shen's personal disciple was only holding a profound grade sword weapon.
Then what made them bewildered appeared, one after another, flying swords flew from Lin Jiusheng's storage pocket.
Eight full-scale flying swords flew, and these flying swords all attacked Yan Shen, which is equivalent to eight early stage monks of the Wang Xiu stage attacking Yan Shen together.
Seeing that Lin Jiusheng was able to manipulate eight flying swords as he wanted, Master Tian sitting on the stool glared, then shook his head and laughed.
"This kid is really surprising. He has cultivated an underground sword skill, and his sword is pointing to the world."
(End of this chapter)