If the spirit weapon is not unsealed, it can be regarded as a magical weapon with special effects at best. Although it is effective, it will be greatly reduced after all.

Especially a sword cultivator like Jiang Lin, who is still in the Nascent Soul Realm, the natal flying sword and the sword repairer are originally one, the natal flying sword cannot be unsealed, just like running with only one leg, the natal flying sword is more of a single body Various decorations and spiritual traction.

In other words, this Jiang Lin only relied on his own strength, not relying on his own flying sword characteristics! Jumping far away with one leg, directly hitting his own plain girl sword array? !

damn it!

Is this beast really in the Nascent Soul Realm?

Why is he so handsome and so strong? ! Did this guy kidnap Da Dao when he was a womb? Or is this guy Da Dao's own son?

As for what other people were thinking, Jiang Lin naturally didn't know and didn't care.

The reason why Jiang Lin didn't untie Chuxue at that time was because he felt it was unnecessary, because the sword formation felt very familiar to him, and Jiang Lin promised that if he broke the formation with all his strength, then these girls would not be as simple as being slightly injured .

but now

Although it was a bit abrupt to ask the sword with Senior Sword Spirit, Jiang Lin had a feeling that if he didn't use all his strength, he would really die

Of course. It's not like I didn't die

But this time is different! Jiang Lin didn't want to cheat this time, but wanted to pass the level with his life! Then go to see Miss Xiao calmly! To explain everything!

hum

The dull sword sound spread and spread, like the extremely low sonic boom, more like the concentration of space!

Below the Dragon Gate Realm, retreat quickly!

In the distance, the Dharma voice of the head of the Cold Snow Sect came.

But it's too late, the sword energy is hedging! Under the Luohe Snow Peak, there is dust and snow everywhere. It is just a little white snow, but with the blessing of sword energy, it can kill people!

Between Qin Ling's eyebrows, there was a phoenix cry, and the flames enveloped her master, and Gou Dizhen and the others also pinched the sword formula with their hands to resist the sword energy.

In the hall, the lord of the Cold Snow Sect waved his sleeves, and the invisible sword intent filled the foot of Xuefeng Mountain, which prevented those monks below the Dragon Gate Realm from being affected by the sword energy and stabbed into a funnel.

The sword energy rushed past, and at the foot of Luohe Xuefeng Mountain, the snow shirts were either pierced into sieves, or chopped off by the sword energy, or there were many sword marks on the tree body!

The snowflakes were still falling all over the sky, but the thousand meters above the battlefield were already shattered into pieces.

Except for Hao Weizhi and Qin Ling who are already in the Jade Realm, Gou Dizhen and others who desperately want to save face just don't use their own flying sword to resist, but insist on resisting, all have a sweet throat.

The sword energy raged in their acupoints, which was extremely uncomfortable, but they couldn't expel it yet, so they could only calm down secretly.

There is no way, I am the direct descendant of the Cold Snow Sect! It was also more than ten years ago, and it was also the pride of the Houlang list! Now I have to use my own flying sword to block it because of the sword energy of the younger generation of the same realm, which is too shameful.

In contrast, the ordinary disciples of the Cold Snow Sect who were blessed by the master of the Cold Snow Sect had nothing to do at all.

Thank you suzerain!

The disciples of the Cold Snow Sect held their swords and saluted towards the direction of the main peak.

Although nothing happened, but the back was already wet with cold sweat! I feel terrified when I think about it.

Hey, this questioning of swords, you guys should take a good look at it. Whether it's Master Nephew Xiao's ancient sword, Sword Spirit, or Jiang Lin, how much you can see depends on your luck.

Fayin, the patriarch of the Hanxue Sect, disappeared, replaced by the long silence and shock of tens of thousands of people in Luohe Xuefeng.

A year ago, the disciples of the Cold Snow Sect knew that Xiao Xueli had an ancient sword, and the ancient sword had a sword spirit. This was her real master, and she was extremely powerful. Xiao Xueli did not hide anything about this, because it was unnecessary.

However, the suzerain actually put Jiang Lin in the same position as the senior sword spirit who had lived for tens of thousands of years? !

How old is Jiang Lin? ! Not even twenty-five? !

Under the snow peak, the sword spirits Sikong Ya and Jiang Lin didn't give them much time to accept it.

In a blink of an eye! Jiang Lin and the sword spirit Sikong Ya disappeared in place!

boom!

Two swords collide! Not only the Luohe Snow Peak, but also the mountain ranges are trembling!

The mountain protection array is triggered! Triggered by the two of them, absorbing the remaining prestige spread by them, this prevents the mountain peaks near the Cold Snow Sect from being split in half, or the mountain range being directly interrupted!

And the sword intent of the suzerain master of the Hanxue sect wanted to form a fence to surround all of them and prevent them from being affected by the aftermath of the battle.

Everyone swallowed, and no one was distracted at this time!

The white snow continued to fall, and the sword spirit Sikong Ya hid in the white snow.

Jiang Lin stood where he was, wearing a green shirt and a long sword, with white snow scattered on his shoulders and hair, he closed his eyes.

ping! pingping!

In the falling snow, no one saw where the sword came from! I saw Jiang Lin, who had his eyes closed, drew out his sword again and again, hitting the opponent's sword with incomparable accuracy! If there is even a slight deviation, Jiang Lin will undoubtedly die!

The collision of the two swords became more and more intense. They just saw Jiang Lin draw out his sword, and more and more ice flowers were scattered beside him.

Suddenly, Jiang Lin opened his eyes. In front of him, the woman finally appeared. Her body and the ancient sword were blooming with ice flowers one after another.

And when the ice flowers had already bloomed ninety-nine and were about to bloom one hundred, Sikong Ya smiled with satisfaction, and then turned his sword.

The ice flowers on Sikong Ya's body shattered, replaced by her casual sword.

The sword wave was mixed with white snow, and it spread to Jiang Lin in an instant. An unknown mountain peak in the distance was so unlucky that the mountain protection circle couldn't bear it, and was split in half!

Ding

Like water drops falling on the surface of a lake.

Jiang Lin, whose mouth was bleeding and whose clothes were already in tatters, held the long sword in his hand and tapped the ground lightly

Sword Realm!!!

Everyone straightened up!

The sword cultivator on the second floor of the Nascent Soul Realm actually has a sword realm?

It was no accident that the sword realm spread, or Jiang Lin was extremely generous, allowing tens of thousands of people into his sword realm at the same time!

Empty.

This is everyone's only impression of Jianglin Sword Realm!

The sword state is the most essential embodiment of the natal flying sword! It is the most essential embodiment of the sword cultivator's heart!

However, in his sword realm, apart from a blank sky, there is a mirror-like ice surface!

No one thought of it! A flower picker has such a pure sword heart!

Somewhat interesting. Sikong Ya nodded, But.

But it's not enough. Before he could finish his sentence, Sikong Ya stepped back with his sword as if facing a formidable enemy.

boom!

Sikong Ya was kicked away!

A girl in a pure white JK uniform skirt put away her slender suet legs without any fat, yawned lightly, lifted her little leather shoes, and smiled purely:

But what?

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