Family cultivation: a psychic mirror at the beginning

"Brother Yan Tian, ​​tell me, can the spirit root of the Lin family really defeat Wang Lijiao of the Wang family with one sword?"

During the banquet, Liu Yanshuang's beautiful eyes stared at Wang Lijiao and Lin Tiansheng in the audience with a curious look on her face.

"It should be possible! Otherwise, Lin Jialing would never speak out loud in public."

"But I think the cultivation level of Lin Jialinggenzi is on par with Wang Lijiao, and they are both in the sixth level of fetal breath.

If the opponent wants to defeat Wang Lijiao with one sword, I'm afraid it's still a bit difficult. "

"Master has said that in competitions between immortal cultivators, one's own level of cultivation is not the absolute factor that determines the outcome.

Lin Jialing's son dared to threaten to defeat Wang's disciples with one sword, so he must have relied on him.

Let's take a look at the power of Lin Jialing's roots.

This competition will also be of great benefit to you and me in our future practice. "

Liu Yantian said slowly.

Everyone around was sitting at attention, staring at Lin Tiansheng and Wang Lijiao. They all wanted to see how Lin Tiansheng could defeat Wang Lijiao with one sword in the same realm.

"You're welcome to attack as you like. Anyway, your offensive will never be able to touch me at all."

Lin Tiansheng looked at Wang Lijiao, who was holding a sword across from him, and made a contemptuous provocation.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Lijiao's eyes instantly turned cold.

With a flash of body, he attacked Lin Tiansheng with his sword.

The long sword in his hand was handed forward, and a ray of sword light was like moonlight and flowing water, hitting Lin Tiansheng's eyebrows, containing the ultimate murderous intent.

This sword is extremely fast.

But Lin Tiansheng deftly dodged Wang Lijiao's sword with ease.

"I heard that your Wang family has a fourth-grade swordsmanship called "Yulin Hidden Sword". Why don't you show it and have a look?

Otherwise, you can't hurt me with just this simple basic sword style. "

"To deal with you, there is no need to use such sword skills!"

Wang Lijiao responded coldly, and swept his sword with his backhand. The sword light stirred up, whipping up a gust of wind, and slashed at Lin Tiansheng's neck.

The sword light swept across, but what was struck was just an afterimage.

With his spiritual consciousness released, Wang Lijiao captured Lin Tiansheng's figure and killed him with his sword again.

However, no matter how fierce his sword style was, Lin Tiansheng used clever movements to avoid him time and time again, unable to even touch a corner of his opponent's clothes.

"The Lin family has a fourth-level Huang-level Shenfa Taoist technique called "Spring Rain is Silent". The practitioner is like spring rain nourishing all things, silently.

Unless the realm is far beyond that of the caster, it would be extremely difficult to catch the opponent's figure with spiritual consciousness.

It seems that Lin Tiansheng of the Lin family should be performing this Taoist technique. "

Li Qing took a sip of red mulberry wine while watching the fierce battle on the field, and spoke slowly.

Liu Yanshuang and Liu Yantian on the side listened carefully and silently wrote down some key information.

They knew very well that Master Li Xian deliberately revealed this to them.

"If Wang Lijiao of the Wang family cannot defeat Lin Tiansheng in terms of body skills, with his current offensive, it will indeed be difficult to touch Lin Tiansheng in the slightest."

Li Qing continued.

"I see that Wang Lijiao's aura has begun to become a little chaotic."

Liu Yanshuang watched the changes in the field and spoke aloud.

"Shuang'er, you are very careful in your observations. If you fail to attack for a long time, you will definitely miss something. Wang Lijiao's aura is gradually becoming unstable. If there is even the slightest mistake, Lin Tiansheng will immediately find the opportunity.

However, after all, he is a disciple of the Wang family. Presumably, Wang Lijiao would not make such a mistake easily. His aura was slightly chaotic, probably because he wanted to lure Lin Tiansheng to take action, so that he could wait for the opportunity. "

Li Qing smiled slightly.

"That Wang Lijiao looks like a snake."

Liu Yantian looked solemn.

"Like a snake?"

Li Qing was stunned.

"Master Immortal, I don't know something. When I was young, I went hunting with my father in the mountains. I saw a venomous snake called the 'Southern Thorn Snake'. It used its tail as bait and waited for its prey to take the bait.

Once the prey is waiting for an opportunity, it will give the opponent a fatal blow.

At the moment, Wang Lijiao's offensive style looks very much like that of a snake! "

"The way you describe it is quite right."

"Presumably, Wang Lijiao knew that his body skills could not keep up with Lin Tiansheng, so he deliberately gave off the illusion that his breath was slightly disordered.

Once the opponent is fooled, strike back.

With his ability, he should be able to perform the Wang family's sword art "Yulin Hidden Sword".

I heard that the Wang family's swordsmanship is extremely tricky, and blood will be seen every time the sword is drawn. It is really like a poisonous snake that chooses people to eat. "

"Now, it should be seen whether Lin Tiansheng can see that this is a trick?"

Bystanders clear, the authorities are fascinated.

Li Qing, Liu Yantian and others could see Wang Lijiao's intention.

But whether Lin Tiansheng, who is participating in the battle in the game, can see it is another matter.

"What? Are Lin family disciples just dodging? Or are you afraid of me?"

Wang Lijiao saw that Lin Tiansheng's movements were unpredictable and difficult to catch.

Under a prolonged attack, the one with the most serious spiritual power loss must be himself.

In order to induce the other party to take action and give him a fatal blow, Wang Lijiao began to provoke him verbally.

"You don't need to provoke me. Previously, you could deceive others by pretending that your breath was slightly chaotic, but you couldn't deceive me.

Do you want to trick me into taking action so that you can use the "Jade Lin Hidden Sword" to give me a killing blow?

You are so naive! "

"Having said all that, are you still afraid of my Wang family's swordsmanship?"

"Haha! Afraid? Do you really think I'm afraid?"

"This fight with you is just to test your skills as a disciple of the Wang family and see how powerful you are?

such a pity! You disappoint me! "

Lin Tiansheng's figure appeared behind Wang Lijiao like a ghost. Wang Lijiao was so startled that his heart skipped a beat and he quickly ducked away.

"You're just dodging based on your physical skills, but you're not necessarily that powerful!"

Wang Lijiao's face darkened and he responded with a cold snort.

"It seems that you don't know anything. Turn around and take a closer look at your back! You have already lost!"

"Want to defraud me?"

Wang Lijiao narrowed his eyes and refused to look back easily to prevent Lin Tiansheng from taking the opportunity to make an attack.

"Li Jiao, get down!"

First, Wang Qingshan closed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Ancestor, the disciples haven't decided the winner yet!"

"You've already lost!"

Wang Qingshan shook his head and sighed softly.

The disciples of the Lin family are indeed powerful.

The moment Lin Tiansheng appeared behind Wang Lijiao, the sword struck out by the opponent should have carried sword intent!

At a young age, you can understand the meaning of the sword!

This Lin Tiansheng is indeed not simple, and given time in the future, he will definitely become a serious problem for his Wang family!

"Ancestor, how could this disciple..."

Wang Lijiao still couldn't believe that he would lose, and wanted to step forward to defend himself.

The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his back.

A long bloody gash cut diagonally across the entire back, tearing the robe to pieces and exposing the rolled flesh, which looked shocking.

"How? When?"

Wang Lijiao was in pain and knelt down on the ground in embarrassment. His face was pale and cold sweat was pouring from his forehead.

He was puzzled. When had the sword wound on his back been left?

Could it be that it was the moment when Lin Tiansheng appeared behind him?

But he clearly reacted in time and avoided it!

"Concession!"

Lin Tiansheng clasped his fists and went straight back to sit next to Lin Yiran, attracting surprised looks from the audience.

"What happened just now? Why was Wang Lijiao suddenly injured?"

"It's sword intent!"

Li Qing responded.

"Sword Intent?!"

Liu Yanshuang was shocked. Her master said that only those with extraordinary talent in swordsmanship can understand the meaning of the sword.

Sword intent is different from so-called Taoism, but a unique realm of swordsmanship!

The stronger the sword intention, the higher the level of swordsmanship, and the more powerful the sword cultivator can rely on the sword intention to explode.

There are often sword cultivators who use their sword intent to kill people invisible, and they often cross borders to kill people.

"Master has said that it is extremely difficult to understand the meaning of the sword, and everything depends on one's own talent and understanding.

Unexpectedly, Lin Tiansheng could understand the meaning of the sword. He was so powerful.

No wonder, he could threaten before that he would admit defeat to anyone who could catch his sword.

A sword cultivator who understands the meaning of a sword is simply not something that ordinary cultivators can match. "

"Yes! Therefore, Wang Lijiao did not lose unfairly this time."

Li Qing sighed.

The background of the above three families is indeed quite terrifying.

According to the development trend of the above three families, once the royal family dies. I'm afraid that the imperial court can't suppress the current Shangsan Family!

In other words, I can’t hold it back anymore!

"I lost! I actually lost!"

Wang Lijiao, who was half-kneeling on the ground, had a gloomy look on his face.

In a competition, he didn't even touch a corner of Lin Tiansheng's clothes, and was defeated by the opponent's sword.

The sword intention that he has been pursuing so hard has not been touched for many years, but Lin Tiansheng can understand it.

At this thought, Wang Lijiao, who was hit hard, spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.