Between Lin Jiusheng's hands, a ring fell on Mu Chen's body, and at the same time, he unblocked the meridians.
The cultivators who felt the sword intent next to him felt the aura fluctuations on Mu Chen's body, and showed surprised expressions one by one.
Originally thought that Mu Chen was just an ordinary person, but now it seems that this person turned out to be an imperial cultivation cultivator, and he was also controlled by a spiritual cultivation cultivator.
Seeing Mu Chen's face, he didn't feel any irritation, but respectfully picked up the space ring.
Mu Chen took a closer look and found that the good things in the space ring were far beyond his imagination.
Among them was the space ring of his junior sister and younger brother. Lin Jiusheng received the best Yangshi, and the other things were thrown to Mu Chen.
Mu Chen was full of great joy, and at the same time he believed even more in his heart that Lin Jiusheng had come out of the second-rate school.
Otherwise, how could he look at these things like dung, and quickly said thank you to Lin Jiusheng, but instead of leaving, he followed Lin Jiusheng.
"What? You don't leave now, do you still want to shoot at me?" Lin Jiusheng asked suspiciously.
"I don't dare, but I have nowhere to go. I want to follow Young Xia and be able to saddle him, I am already satisfied." Mu Chen said respectfully.
Naturally, Lin Jiusheng didn't believe that his own charm would be so great that he could attract a monk from the emperor's cultivation realm to work for him.
Seeing Lin Jiusheng's unbelief, Mu Chen hurriedly said, "Zongxiu's soul is attached to the ghost sail. I am afraid that at that moment, we have already remembered the appearance of the three of us, and thus passed on to the Huayu faction. At this time, there is only one death. ."
"In that case, my appearance was also remembered by the Zongxiu realm powerhouse and transmitted to the Huayu faction?" Lin Jiusheng asked.
"Yes." Mu Chen said.
Even if the soul of Zong Xiu realm was destroyed, Mu Chen knew in his heart that it was already too late.
Lin Jiusheng frowned. He didn't expect Ghost Fan to have this usefulness. After checking it carefully, there was indeed a little spiritual energy left.
"Then why didn't you explain earlier?" Lin Jiusheng asked in a deep voice.
Mu Chen couldn't help but smiled bitterly. He knew that Lin Jiusheng was a fourth-level formation mage. He had originally thought that he just took Lin Jiusheng to the corner of Tianshijiao.
Hurry up and leave the strength of the Seven Martial Arts.
But now I discovered that Lin Jiusheng was a fourth-level formation mage, and at the same time, he was determined that Lin Jiusheng was a monk who came out of the second-rate sect. It was naturally better to follow Lin Jiusheng than to wander around the world.
Immediately, Mu Chen told Lin Jiusheng what he wanted in his heart. After hearing it, Lin Jiusheng couldn't help but laugh.
"I am not a monk who came out of the second-rate sect, I am just a disciple of the third-rate Jianzong." Lin Jiusheng said.
Mu Chen's expression was a little surprised, and then shook his head. He couldn't believe it at all. The strength of Jianzong was worse than that of Huayu School. How could this school cultivate such a tyrannical disciple.
The top disciples of their Huayu School are not as good as one-tenth of Lin Jiusheng.
"So, you still want to follow me?" Lin Jiusheng asked.
Mu Chen thought it was Lin Jiusheng who was testing himself, nodded and agreed, "Naturally follow the young man."
Lin Jiusheng waved his hand, whatever Mu Chen thought.
Lin Jiusheng walked towards the front, and Mu Chen followed. With Mu Chen present, the aura of the late Emperor Xiu stage was released. Some cultivators didn't dare to say anything at all, and obediently gave up their good positions.
On the second floor of the sword intent, the position became narrow, and there were only three swordsmen standing here to practice.
As for the area of the three-layer sword intent and the four-layer sword intent, each has one person.
For the first level of sword intent, Lin Jiusheng has already realized the peak, and now is the time to understand the second level of sword intent.
Facing the second-tier sword intent, Lin Jiusheng didn't have anything wrong, but Mu Chen behind him, relying on his own cultivation base to resist, even so, causing his aura to float up and down.
"You just wait for me here." Lin Jiusheng said, rushing towards the middle-aged monk in front of him.
According to Mu Chen, with his ability to occupy a place, the middle-aged monk in front of him is just a layer of sword intent. It seems that the sword intent revealed on his body is not strong enough for him. It is indeed a pity that he occupies this position.
Seeing Lin Jiusheng could not help saying that it was a sword stabbing, the middle-aged man was clearly comprehending the sword intent, and reached a critical juncture. Suddenly Lin Jiusheng thrust his foot horizontally and was extremely angry in his heart. He opened his eyes and said angrily: "You court death!"
The sword behind him suddenly attacked Lin Jiusheng, the middle-aged monk.
Being the peak of Wang Xiujing's late stage, it is quite good to be able to feel this level of sword intent.
Among these swordsmen, the strength is considered middle and upper, and now Lin Jiusheng seems to be only a spiritual cultivation level. He even dared to challenge a sword cultivation at the peak of the late Wang Xiu stage. This sword is definitely a place to die.
What surprised everyone was that Lin Jiusheng broke the sword spirit of the middle-aged swordsman with only one sword. Not only that, Lin Jiusheng's sword power was like a broken bamboo, and the sword was extremely sharp. Blinking his eyes, Lin Jiusheng's sword was already clamped. In the neck of the middle-aged Jianxiu.
"I'm just Wu Jian, and I don't have the habit of killing people. If you retreat, I will let you go." Lin Jiusheng said lightly.
The middle-aged Jian Xiu fully understood that Lin Jiusheng's cultivation was not in the spiritual cultivation realm at all. This guy was completely pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and his sword intent was even higher than himself.
Taking a position would be life-threatening at any time. Lin Jiusheng didn't take his life, it was really kind.
The original irritation disappeared at this moment, after all, the skills are not as good as humans, there is nothing to say.
The middle-aged Jianxiu clasped his fists at Lin Jiusheng, lifted his feet and left the area, and sat down 100 meters behind Lin Jiusheng.
"Unexpectedly, Swordman Madness would lose."
"You can tell the winner with one sword. It's no wonder that this young swordsman can have an emperor's follower. It seems that this person is extremely strong."
The Jian Xiu next to him had constrained his underestimation, and each of them remained vigilant, especially the two monks who were ten meters away in front of Lin Jiusheng.
The strengths of the two cultivators are almost the same, but they are much stronger than those of the middle-aged swordsman. However, they have to fight and cannot be able to distinguish the winner with one sword like Lin Jiusheng. Compared with this, I am afraid that Lin Jiusheng's strength is still Above the two of them.
After Lin Jiusheng sat down and closed his eyes, at this moment, he could clearly feel the second-layer sword intent.
It is not difficult for him to break through the second-tier sword intent, but it will take a certain amount of time.
With the passage of time, the sword intent released from Lin Jiusheng became more and more tyrannical. The two who had practiced in front of him were disturbed by the fluctuation of the sword intent on Lin Jiusheng's body. They opened their eyes and turned towards Lin Jiusheng. Take a look.
The two couldn't help but say at the same time: "This person is going to break through the second-tier sword intent."
(End of this chapter)