As soon as the eight feature flying swords were released, even the direct disciples couldn't sit still. Then they noticed that Lin Jiusheng was very skilled in operating the eight feature flying swords. If they were to be replaced by them, I'm afraid they can only do three things.
Now Lin Jiusheng could use his heart and soul, and eight flying swords were more than enough to deal with Yanshen. Lin Jiusheng hadn't exerted his full strength yet.
Yan Shen changed from the disdainful expression to a deep jealousy. The eight flying swords were extremely fast. He wanted to assassinate Lin Jiusheng up close, but found that the eight flying swords were blocking him.
No matter how fast his body is, he still can't get close to Lin Jiusheng, the eight long swords still show a burst of sword light, and the voice of "shoo, hoo," rang.
These sword auras made Yan Shen nowhere to hide, and a lot of blood was pierced by the sword aura.
Lin Jiusheng leaned against the big tree and looked at Yan Shen's embarrassed appearance. He couldn't help but sneered in his heart. After feeling a little boring, he patted his storage pocket again.
The Purple Star Sword, a heavenly sword weapon, came out like a thunder and lightning, and at a very fast speed, it pierced Yanshen all at once.
Feeling the stabbing of this sword, Yan Shen was shocked and yelled badly.
Wanting to dodge, he found eight swords entangled him tightly, and this long sword that flew over was not comparable to the eight long swords that entangled him, whether it was the explosion of sword energy or the speed of the sword.
As soon as the personally transmitted disciples saw this heavenly rank sword weapon came out, one by one stood up from the ground, looking at the heavenly rank sword weapon, these personally transmitted disciples took a breath.
Among the people present, apart from the first disciple who owns a Celestial Grade sword, the others possess only local-grade long swords, and some of them use Profound Grade swords.
But now, Lin Jiusheng actually owns eight local-grade flying swords and a heaven-grade sword weapon, and wants to take it all the time to snatch Lin Jiusheng's things.
Jian Qi blocked Yan Shen, and eight earth-grade flying swords hovered over his head, while the distance of the heaven-grade long sword from Yanshen's throat was one fingernail.
If Lin Jiusheng waved his hand, Yan Shen's head would fall to the ground.
"Senior Brother Yan, you lost." Lin Jiusheng stood up from the tree with a smile on his face.
The corners of Yan Shen's eyes moved fiercely, and his face was full of unwillingness.
Lulu, but everything in front of him is indeed a failure.
Lin Jiusheng suffered no injuries at all, but his body was full of scars.
All the disciples were in an uproar, they didn't believe everything in front of them, and they were all dumbfounded.
"I lost." Yan Shen lowered his head, as if losing his soul, and walked behind him.
Seeing Yan Shen's appearance, Lin Jiusheng touched his nose embarrassedly, did he hit him too deeply.
"Senior Brother Yan doesn't have to be discouraged, not only that you are not my opponent, I can even fight the top ten of this personal disciple." Lin Jiusheng said.
Hearing Lin Jiusheng's words, the top ten pro-dressing disciples coldly snorted, but said nothing.
Judging from Lin Jiusheng's actions against Yanshen, this person is a blessed one, and he hasn't used any energy at all, and there must be some back-ups.
It would be better if he won, but if he didn't win, he would only become a stepping stone for Lin Jiusheng.
So even if Lin Jiusheng uttered wild words, no one spoke.
"Okay, Yuan Xiujing warlord Xiujing's direct disciple won, and he is a good seedling." The head of Jianzong smiled lightly.
It’s not that the head of Jianzong, a genius disciple, has never had a sword. He has also seen a lot of genius disciples coming out of the big family. Some disciples are more enchanting than Lin Jiusheng, so the head of Jianzong was only surprised for a while and quickly recovered. In a state of no surprise.
For a while, everyone was curious about where Lin Jiusheng's eight local swords and a heavenly flying sword came from.
This belongs to Lin Jiusheng's privacy again. If his strength is extremely weak, some people will definitely ask directly, but now that Lin Jiusheng has the strength of a personal disciple, they will not ask without seeing.
The elders of the six major sects looked at each other one by one, and their expressions showed a dignified look. Lin Jiusheng made them feel threatened. If this person grows up, it will be no small trouble for the six major sects.
The six elders are all elderly spirits. They looked at each other's eyes, as if they could understand what they were thinking in their hearts.
"This year's monsters are rampant, and we are almost about to break through the Jinwuguan Mountain Range. The Qinglong Mountain Master asked us to select genius disciples from the Seven Sect.
The sent elder pointed to Lin Jiusheng and said.
The Jinwuguan mountain range is an important barrier to resist the monsters. If the relatives of the demon break through the Jinwuguan mountain range, they will be able to impact the place where the common people live.
So every year, in order to protect these civilians, the Seven Martial Arts will send some direct disciples to the Jinwuguan Mountains.
Monster beasts are not easy to resist. Many direct disciples can't come back once they go.
The Jinwuguan mountain range is regarded as a death mountain range, and many direct disciples are reluctant to mention it.
Generally speaking, the direct disciples selected by the Martial Arts School are relatively weak.
Now that Lin Jiusheng has proved his talent in this battle, the head of Jianzong frowned and his face was a little unhappy.
"There is still some time to go to the Jinwuguan Mountains. During this time, I will discuss and discuss with some disciples. As for whoever wants to go voluntarily and who is unwilling to go, it is the disciple who teaches me personally, not me." The head of Jianzong said softly.
"The Jinwuguan mountain range belongs to the mountain range jointly guarded by our seven sects. Everyone is responsible for the disciples of the seven sects. How can there be any reason why they don't want to go." Huayu Sect elder said solemnly.
"Yes, the more genius disciples go, the more likely they are to survive. Maybe they can rely on the death experience of the Jinwuguan Mountains to make their cultivation progress by leaps and bounds."
The elders of the Six Martial Arts sect said softly, and for a while, the head of Jianzong was silent, too lazy to talk to them.
"Dear elders, let's watch the personal disciple test first." Master Tian hurriedly said.
The elders of the six sects looked at the trial of the direct disciple.
After Lin Jiusheng's battle against the direct disciples, the test of the exaggerated direct disciples was a bit cold. Some disciples looked like they had no interest at all, and some disciples went straight back.
Lin Jiusheng lay under the big tree and began to rest.
It took a long time for the disciple test to pass in person, and it ended after seven days.
Of the dozen or so inner disciples, only seven can become direct disciples.
The others were eliminated, and Xue Ping won the spot as a direct disciple with 700 points.
The seven of them were all embarrassed. The seven-day trial of direct disciples was undoubtedly a torture for them. They had to fight with the Wang Xiu realm monsters, and two inner disciples were killed in the test.
(End of this chapter)