Online martial arts game: I suppress the world with my spear!

After a short confrontation, Nun Miejue found that she could not suppress Lin Luo, and she was immediately shocked and angry.

She looked at Lin Luo, with a little fear in her eyes.

Then, Miejue took a deep breath, holding the Yitian Sword, and spoke lightly.

"Your spear skills are really good, no wonder you are so arrogant, but next, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Miejue's voice was heavy, as if she was talking to Lin Luo, and as if she was explaining to the Emei disciples around her.

"I have been walking in the martial arts world for decades. Everyone knows the sword in my hand, and also knows the two sword techniques of "destruction" and "extinction" that I created by my own enlightenment."

"But in fact, the highest sword technique of my Emei is the "sword without sword", which is also the highest dream of my sword technique."

"It's a pity that such exquisite sword techniques have only been practiced by the three generations of masters so far. I am dull and have only mastered one move so far."

As soon as the voice fell, the sword in her hand suddenly shook, and a sharp sword energy shot out like lightning, rushing straight to Lin Luo's throat.

"No sword!"

After decades, this trick created by the third generation of Emei master Bai Biyu finally appeared again.

Lin Luo's eyes were stern and he immediately became serious.

He stopped hesitating and pressed the Greedy Wolf Spear in his hand, and the sharp edge of the spear burst out in an instant.

After a short period of accumulation, a crisp phoenix cry sounded in the air in an instant.

It was the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix!

The Xiantian Pure Yang Gong, plus the Overlord Spear's desperate effect.

Under this kind of external attack power, the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix that burst out was truly earth-shattering and soul-stirring.

However, Miejue did not dodge, and also poured all the power of the Emei Nine Yang Gong into this move of "No Sword".

A pure white true qi appeared on the Yitian Sword in her hand, swirling around the tip of the sword, gathering but not dispersing, which was very mysterious.

This qi was not internal qi, but the innate sword qi evolved from the Emei Taixu Qi.

Suddenly, Nun Miejue's face turned red, and the Yitian Sword in her hand seemed to become extremely heavy.

Swish!

A vague pure white sword qi flew out from the tip of the sword, and the speed was almost indescribable. It arrived in front of Lin Luo in an instant, as if it was going to cut him in two.

Lin Luo's heart was shocked: "Innate sword energy!?"

The sixth-grade condensed qi can burst into murderous intent in ten steps.

However, the innate sword energy can take people's heads from a thousand meters away.

But Master Miejue was only at the seventh-grade realm, how could she condense this innate sword energy?

At the critical moment, Lin Luo's mind was blessed, and his body suddenly turned to the side, avoiding the sword energy that attacked from the front.

The state of unity between man and nature given by the innate pure yang skill helped him sense the direction of the sword energy.

The white sword energy brushed past his left side, tearing his sleeves, and then flew out and hit the stone wall of the mountain gate in the distance.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the stone wall broke, the broken stones rolled down, and the dust filled the air.

The Emei disciples immediately screamed and retreated to avoid being affected.

The power of this sword was so terrifying that Lin Luo couldn't help but be shocked.

The huge stone wall was cut off easily, and the power was far beyond his expectation.

It seems that Emei is one of the six major sects, and it is really powerful.

Even if he was in full swing, and the power of Desperate Destruction and Pure Yang were used to increase his attack power at the same time, he could not achieve such a scene.

However, just as Lin Luo was amazed, Nun Miejue's body could no longer withstand the huge backlash.

The Taixu Qi required for the Swordless Sword was condensed by her bit by bit on weekdays. It was her limit to be able to perform such a sword technique at the seventh level.

However, this move exhausted all her strength, and her inner Qi was almost exhausted.

After this move, it was either the enemy's death or my death.

Nun Miejue staggered a few steps and barely stood firm, but her face was as pale as paper, and blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth.

She looked at Lin Luo, who was only slightly injured not far away, and her heart was full of disbelief.

"This... How is this possible... How can you dodge even Master Bai's swordless sword... "

Lin Luo did not answer after hearing this.

He knew that he had just avoided the sword because of the natural harmony effect of the Xiantian Pure Yang Gong. He was lucky to avoid it after sensing the change in the opponent's qi.

If a true Xiantian master attacked, even if he had a unique skill, he would never be spared.

He collected his mind, looked at Master Miejue calmly, and said coldly.

"Master Miejue, stop talking nonsense. Today you lost and I won, right?"

Several Emei disciples hurried forward to support Master Miejue, each of them with horror in their eyes.

For them, Master Miejue was an invincible existence and the pillar of the entire Emei Sect.

And now, this pillar... has collapsed.

Master Miejue struggled to hold her body, with a trace of fatigue and disappointment in her eyes.

"Yes... You won, Poor DaoistI am not as skilled as you, so I have to admit defeat. But what do you want to do? If you want to humiliate me, just come!"

Lin Luo smiled coldly and said indifferently.

"You are an old lady in your 60s, why should I humiliate you? I came to Emei today just to borrow the Heavenly Sword from you, and I will return it to you after I use it."

When Master Miejue heard this, she seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world and couldn't help laughing.

"So that's it! So you also came for the Heavenly Sword! For many years, many villains have coveted my Emei Sword, and today you are no exception!"

She took a breath of true energy, her eyes were as sharp as a knife, and she shouted angrily.

"Today, even if I risk my life, I will never let you succeed! "

For Nun Miejue, the Sword of Heavenly Sword is not only the treasure of Emei Sect, but also the hard work and glory of her life.

If the Sword of Heavenly Sword is lost, Emei Sect will lose its foothold, and may even gradually decline and eventually become a second-rate sect in the world.

She could not accept this result anyway.

Lin Luo's eyes were stern, and his expression gradually became cold.

"You are seriously injured. Even if you fight hard, can you stop me?"

Nun Miejue pushed away the disciple who was supporting her, forced her true energy, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Ahem... You can try it!"

However, at this moment, a sudden cry sounded, and a pretty figure ran over, it was Ji Xiaofu.

She hurried to Nun Miejue, her face full of anxiety: "Master! Master, what's wrong with you? "

Ji Xiaofu supported Master Miejue while anxiously checking her injuries, her eyes full of concern and panic.

But then, she turned around and saw Lin Luo not far away.

Instantly, her face showed astonishment.

"Lin... Young Master Lin? How come you are here?"

Master Miejue's eyes flashed with a complex color, and after a moment, she suddenly shouted angrily.

"I was wondering who it was! It turns out that it was you, the unworthy disciple, who caused it!"

"Your senior sister Ding Minjun died because of him! Now, I am also seriously injured because of him, and the Emei Sect is even more ashamed because of this! Ji Xiaofu! You are so bold! What a big sin!"

Hearing this, Ji Xiaofu's body trembled suddenly, and the whole person was struck by lightning, her eyes were full of pain and self-blame.

Her knees softened, and she knelt directly on the ground, tears bursting out of her eyes.

"Master, I didn't... Master! It's really not like this! Master Lin is a good man, he won't deliberately embarrass us!"

Mr. Miejue's eyes were cold, and her voice was filled with endless anger.

"Shut up! If you are still a disciple of my Emei Sect, pick up the sword and kill him!"

"If you don't kill him, get out of Emei, and the relationship between you and me as master and disciple is over!"

Hearing this, Ji Xiaofu collapsed immediately, tears streaming down her face, choking with sobs.

"Master, don't... Xiaofu begs you!"