Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 510 The Fierce Battle
Lin Su was happy, and turned his gaze to the right, and Ning Feixue was on the right.

Ning Feixue raised her eyes, docked with him, looked at him for a long time, and slowly shook her head: "I can break your sword against the swordsman, but I can't break your sword at this moment, I admit defeat!"

"Boy! Come!"

There was a roar from the left, and the sound went straight into the sky.

With such a roar, the four groups of people who were just about to form a team to fight stopped again, mad knife!

The second-ranked Crazy Sword is about to end!

This kid, in an arena with 24 people, you made it into a one-man show for you alone, are you embarrassed?
However, it must be said that there is something to watch in the competition of masters. As masters, these people don't want to miss it. Lin Su picked the fifth and third places one after another, forcing the fourth place to give up directly. Now he is fighting against the second place. By the way, who would miss this fight?

Lin Su raised his eyes and met Kuang Dao's eyes.

Zhang Yiyu below couldn't help shouting: "Don't look into his eyes..."

However, her voice could not be heard.

Lin Su has already connected with Crazy Saber's eyes.

As soon as it was connected, Lin Su felt a violent saber intent coming towards him, like the tide of the sea overwhelming the earth. His heart shuddered suddenly. This saber intent was too terrifying. It was not just a simple saber intent, but also contained thousands of The killing intent produced by the army's ten thousand horses fighting on the battlefield carried the cruelest battlefield atmosphere and the most terrifying blood.

If it was an ordinary person, when encountering this kind of sword intent blending into his eyes, he would probably pee his pants immediately and couldn't even lift his hands.

But who is Lin Su?

"Is the battlefield murderous?" Lin Su was as indifferent as a spring breeze.

Kuang Dao took a step forward: "Since you know that I have buried millions of corpses under my sword, you should know that you are just a weak chicken in front of me. Kneel down to avoid death!"

When he took this step, the high platform was like a battlefield.

He is the master of the battlefield.

Lin Su smiled: "If you really killed a million people, I admit that you won, but I guess you didn't kill that many."

There was blood in Kuang Dao's eyes: "What do you mean?"

"It means that if you only kill a dozen or 20 people, you have no right to brag in front of me!"

Crazy Dao had no time to discern the incomprehensible meaning in his words, so he raised the saber directly: "Under the saber!"

One cut!
The long sword in Lin Su's hand trembled, Heavenly Sword Style!
This confrontation is completely different from just now. It was extremely fast just now, but now it is extremely fierce. The swords in the hands of the two have turned into soldiers on the battlefield. , all frantically scrubbing the formation patterns around them, the formation patterns shone with golden light, and seemed to collapse at any moment.

All the people in the field opened their eyes wide in surprise, what kind of competition is this?
It seemed that it was no longer a duel between masters, but a confrontation between two beasts.

But they also knew how terrifying an attack that could shake the pattern was. If they were to attack such an attack, they would not be able to take one of them, including the swordsman and Ji Wen.

On the rostrum, Daoist Wu Yun sighed again: "This kid is really changeable. At first he looked like a prostitute, but now he has become a beast again."

Most people would only listen to this sentence as a joke, but the head of the Yunxi Sect looked at the little daughter on the fifth floor who was smiling at Lin Su, and his expression changed.

The youngest daughter joined the Yaochi Club and left the sect first, she, as a mother, of course had to inquire.

After inquiring, I found out that she went with a Jianmen disciple named Su Lin, and even crossed on the same boat.

Now that she has seen Su Lin's real body, he looks like a disaster to the country and the people... No, he looks like a disaster to all the girls, but Taoist Wu Yun also said that he started like a prostitute, but now he looks like a beast. No matter what it is, the youngest daughter is a little Danger sign.

As for the danger, she herself has learned a lesson.

But this girl doesn't remember the lessons of her predecessors, and even leans towards the two "victims" who are obviously related to him...

On the high platform, it is really like an arena for wild beasts. With the mad knife roaring loudly, Lin Su also roared loudly, fighting recklessly, this pure force against force, Lin Su fought extraordinarily happily , the blood of the generals in his bones is fully stimulated at this moment, he is no longer the gentle and elegant champion, he is the god of war on the iron-blooded battlefield!
He must thank the third elder of the Yunxi Sect. If it wasn't for the sword he gave him, no sword would be able to withstand this level of confrontation, and it would have been broken into countless pieces. However, the sword in his hand is extremely special. Sword Dao Xuanji is useless, but one thing is really strong, no matter how much real energy he inputs, it will take it all, no matter how violent the collision is, it will not be damaged at all, it is like the most stubborn bull in the battlefield, you just press it Dead force, leave the rest to me.

boom!
Every cell in Lin Su's body shook!

boom!
He brought out the true essence of the Heavenly Sword Style!
boom……

boom……

boom……

After more than a hundred moves in a row, a big knife appeared from the top of Kuang Dao's head. This is his Dao fruit, and his eyes are as deep as an eternal pool...

The eyes of all the people in the audience were wide open, and their blood was rushing without knowing when.

This kind of head-to-head, fist-to-flesh confrontation is really rare in the practice field.

"Amitabha, these two people seem to be completely ignorant of the profound meaning of cultivation, but in fact, they are practicing the real martial arts—to stimulate their potential!" Master Kongyu of Qianfo Temple said: "There was such a battle at the Yaochi meeting, this trip is not justified. !"

Master Kongyu seldom spoke, but in this battle, he did.

Wu Yundao said: "Old monk, are you a little worried that this person may break the golden head of your Xumizi?"

Master Kongyu smiled: "I look forward to seeing this miracle in the world, but unfortunately, he can't do it after all!"

Wu Yundao said: "Is that so? How about a bet between the poor and you? Just bet..."

"Amitabha, the Buddhist sect quits gambling!" Master Kong Yu directly interrupted everything.

Daoist Wu Yun rolled his eyes and was speechless.

There was a loud bang, and the stone was shocked.

On the high platform, Crazy Saber flew hundreds of feet away, and hit his head heavily on the high platform behind him. There were countless cracks in the eternal sapphire on the high platform. The knife in his hand pointed at Lin Su angrily, but the tip of the knife trembled, and finally fell down. Poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out ten meters away. .

The audience was shocked.

Crazy Saber defeated!
The lunatic who ranked second on the Lingyun list, used his best fighting method to fight hundreds of moves with others, but was defeated with all his strength!

Lin Su turned around, returned to his high platform, and sat cross-legged.

His position was exactly opposite to Xu Mizi.

At this moment, the eyes of the audience, nine out of ten, fell on him.

Because everyone knows that these two people facing each other will be the contenders for Lingyun's first honor this year.

The rest are all ineligible.

However, as a top talent in Gaotaizhong, how can he just admit defeat?
A few people who had never fought with Lin Su, seeing Lin Su returning to the high platform at this moment, felt that his true energy should have been exhausted, and planned to pick a soft persimmon, but they were wrong, even if Lin Su's true energy was really exhausted at the moment There are not many left, but his swordsmanship is still their nightmare.

As many as three swords, as little as one sword, those heroes who planned to pick persimmons became the blossoming golden lotus behind Lin Su's name.

His golden lotus blooms, ten, twenty...

He is also like a sapling, starting at the end of Qingping, growing little by little, and turning into a towering tree on the field step by step.

The swordsman's sword came out again, defeated by Ning Feixue!
His mentality is a little out of balance, and he intends to find some pleasure in Ji Wen, who has the same mentality. If he doesn't think about it, he will lose again!
The swordsman went completely crazy, instead of looking for Kuang Dao, he went directly to Xu Mizi.

Xumizi looked at him with pitiful eyes, let his shocking giant sword fall on his head, whispered Amitabha, and there was a loud bang, golden light rose like a lotus, the second sword in the swordsman's hand turned into ashes, and the swordsman The meridians of the whole body burst, and the blood spurted five feet...

Zhang Yiyu's hand tightened suddenly, and Caizhulian saw the tension on her face from sideways...

"He can't beat him!" Six words without thinking.

But Caizhulian understands!
Zhang Yiyu was talking about Lin Su and Sumeru.

Lin Su has defeated everyone except Xu Mizi so far, and there is only one obstacle in his way, Xu Mizi.

As for Xu Mizi, he definitely couldn't win.

Facing the swordsman, Lin Su used more than 1000 strokes, and Xu Mizi let the swordsman's sword hit his bald head violently, directly shaking the sword in the swordsman's hand into ashes and breaking the meridians of the swordsman's body.

This gap makes people of the same generation despair.

Immediately afterwards, Crazy Saber confronted Xumizi. Crazy Saber was different from Swordsman and Ji Wen. Although he was defeated in a battle with Lin Su, his condition was better than before. All the killing intent hit Xumizi's head abruptly, the knife broke, and people flew!

Zhang Yiyu and Caizhulian looked at each other again and shook their heads at the same time.

Totally desperate!

"Hope is completely shattered!" Caizhulian said.

Zhang Yiyu laughed: "That hope shouldn't have existed in the first place, shouldn't it? He was not a cultivator in the first place, but he stepped up to the sixth floor and ranked second in the Lingyun list. What else can we hope for?"

"But he doesn't seem to be planning to give up." Caizhulian's eyes flickered slightly.

Yes, Lin Su stood up.

Seemingly sensing his standing up, Xumizi, who was meditating with lowered brows, also opened his eyes at this moment, quietly looking at Lin Su who was on the jade pillar twenty feet away.

When the two faced each other, the audience suddenly fell silent.

On the high platform, all the noise disappeared at the same time, and all suzerains also stared at the two of them.

The gold list fluttered silently, and the number of golden lotuses recorded on it was also sorted from high to low.

For the top two names, the total number of Golden Lotus is 22, and they are tied for the first place.

Sumeru of Thousand Buddha Temple.

Jianmen Surin.

Only these two names are left in the Lingyun list that has been passed down for a hundred years.

"Xu Mizi, it seems that we are the only one left!" Lin Su said.

"You can't beat me!" Xu Mizi smiled slightly.

"Many people were just like you at the beginning, including the swordsman and the arrogant Ji Wen!"

The veins on the swordsman's forehead burst out.

Ji Wen had just found a little confidence in the swordsman, but he wiped it away with a single sentence, and his throat tightened.Even Ruan Juelun on the high platform lost his composure.

Xu Mizi sighed: "Although the benefactor is excellent in swordsmanship, his spirit is not flattering. If you win, you will win. Why should you hurt the hearts of fellow practitioners?"

As soon as these words came out, the old monk of Qianfo Temple showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Everyone in the audience also felt that it was reasonable.

True chivalry is one that does not lose one's morale in defeat, and does not lose one's temper in victory. How can there be anyone like you?

Lin Sudao: "The so-called Dao heart, only those who have Dao have heart, like Ji Wen, who is ignorant, ignorant, and uneducated, but still pretentious, and can't understand how to be a human being. What kind of heart is there? If the younger generation of the human race is Like him, what hope does the human race have? So, I used setback education to guide him into the right path on behalf of his parents, with such painstaking efforts, why don't you understand?"

On the high platform next to it, Ji Wen's mouthful of blood circled sharply, almost spitting out...

On the rostrum, Ruan Juelun's face turned yellow...

Zhang Yiyu covered her forehead again...

Cai Zhulian's sigh came from next to my ear: "I really don't quite understand, is he venting his dissatisfaction with the Great Cang Dynasty? Or is it an outbreak of his deep-rooted shit-stirring nature."

That being said, both scenarios are possible.

Everyone knows Lin Su's hatred for the royal family surnamed Da Cangji.But as a minister of Da Cang, he didn't dare to point at His Majesty's nose and curse after all. Now that he meets a direct prince incognito outside, if he has a chance to step on it, will he miss it?

In addition, he probably really had a shit-stirring instinct. In the literary world, he made everyone an enemy. On the road of cultivation, if he didn't make everyone an enemy, his skin would itch.

Sumeru sighed deeply: "Amitabha! The poor monk is good at persuading and hurting his comrades. The benefactor should not harm others. There are very sinister tricks. You might as well vent it on the poor monk!"

As soon as these words came out, the monk became taller.

Lin Su smiled: "Monk, you are very clever, but why do I smell a strong hypocrisy?"

Xu Mizi said: "The world seen by the Buddha's eyes is a Buddha, but the world seen by the devil's eyes is a demon."

"Haha!" Lin Su laughed loudly: "I just praised you for your brilliance, but you immediately exposed your shortcomings. When you look at the world with your eyes, you see Buddhas and demons, and you see the world with your heart. There are no Buddhas and no demons! Do you understand?"

Master Kongyu of Qianfo Temple suddenly opened his eyes.

Everyone in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay.

Have the two already started their first round of competition?

On Buddhism?

Discussion on Buddhism is Xumizi's special session, but as soon as Lin Su's voice fell, Xumizi was speechless. On Buddhism, Xumizi actually lost!
"You can't judge me on Buddhism, I'm too lazy to bully you, let's do it directly... Next!" Lin Su flew up, and with his long sword in the air, he slashed at Xumizi.

Xu Mizi's indifferent and breezy eminent monk's demeanor has long been broken, with black lines all over his face...

boom!
With a sword strike, Lin Su flew away, his sleeves turned into butterflies, his arms twisted into twists...

His heart was shocked even more!
He didn't use all his strength to hit this sword, but he also used [-]% of his power.

With five successes, he felt the terror of Sumeru.

The power of his swordsmanship bounced back as much as possible, basically returning the same way, and even refined, the lethality doubled!

What a weird Buddhist miracle!

He has never seen such a weird exercise!

If he used his full strength at the beginning, he would be seriously injured with just one blow!
With such a blow, Lin Su returned to his original form in the blink of an eye from the triumphant winner at the beginning.

As for Xu Mizi, the calm smile on his face came back again: "The benefactor, I said that you can't beat the poor monk."

"Again!" Lin Su snapped.

When the power is increased to [-]%, as soon as the Heavenly Sword Form is released, it directly hits Sumeru.

(End of this chapter)