After saying that, Lin Xiaotian suddenly tapped the ground, and then his body rose into the air.

Fly into the sky.

Extend your right hand and pinch your fingers in the air.

A two-meter-long sword energy appeared in Lin Xiaotian's palm.

Above the sword energy, internal energy surged and made a buzzing sound.

"If I remember correctly, this trick was once the move of your Dao Sect ancestor and the sword saint Ren Piaomiao. It is used on you today, and it is also worthy of your Dao Sect disciple."

"Come on the sword!"

After saying that, Lin Xiaotian hummed softly.

Buzz!

Then he saw his figure suddenly flashing. In an instant, several clones of Lin Xiaotian appeared in the sky, whether true or false, which made people completely unpredictable!

The shadows of everyone were all standing in the air, holding a long sword in his hand, looking straight at Jian Yi.

When he saw this scene, Jian was stunned.

It's not just him.

Everyone present was stunned.

Obviously, they were all shocked by Lin Xiaotian's power.

Feeling this powerful aura, everyone was stunned in shock and sucked in air.

Even Wu Jianfeng's eyes became solemn.

Then he murmured in a deep voice: "Under the divine realm."

"This breath is under the divine realm, he is actually at this realm?"

Wu Jianfeng was extremely shocked.

Under the divine realm, strictly speaking, this strength is already ahead of the curve.

It’s just because he is a powerful person in the divine realm, for him, under the divine realm, it is not that terrifying.

However, this force, placed outside or anywhere in the Chinese martial arts world, is definitely a suffocating and trembling existence.

However, this son is actually at this level?

The key is that he is smaller than Jianyi, at most about twenty-two.

It is obvious that the strength Lin Xiaotian has shown has completely made Wu Jianfeng face it.

Then he looked at Zhou Qingtian on one side and murmured in surprise: "I originally thought that he was at most late-stage master, but obviously, I was wrong.

I suddenly felt that if you really brought this son back, brought him into the Dao Sect, and became your disciple, maybe you could really be overwhelmed by me."

"Is that true?"

Zhou Qingtian smiled embarrassedly.

"I was wrong at that time. I went to find him, but it was a big mistake to pull him over and become my disciple." Zhou Qingtian shook his head, "So I said that now or in the future, I am not his master, and I am not qualified. At best, he called me a teacher, that's all."

"hehe."

Hearing Zhou Qingtian's words, Wu Jianfeng laughed.

"You succeeded. The power this kid showed really surprised me, but you don't have to be too arrogant, nor do you have to show off with me now. As soon as the sword enters the divine realm, it has been half a year since it enters the divine realm. There are also different levels under the divine realm.

Do you think your disciple is wrong, what level do you think you are a student belong to?”

"I don't have the right to evaluate it. All of this is achieved by himself. I don't judge other people's achievements. This is the most basic respect." Zhou Qingtian shook his head.

"Then let's wait and see."

Wu Jianfeng smiled and his eyes fell back on the field.

Although he was a little surprised by the strength Lin Xiaotian showed.

However, he was still very confident about the strength of his disciple and did not think that Jian Yi was weaker than Lin Xiaotian.

"Under the divine realm, you are actually in this realm."

In the field, looking at Lin Xiaotian in the air, Jian's eyes became solemn.

Obviously, Lin Xiaotian's strength also surprised him a little.

But Lin Xiaotian did not answer.

Just immersed in your own battle.

In the air, the shadows of Lin Xiaotian looked down at Jian Yi on the ground.

Then there was a deep voice, and a few shadows stepped on the air again, and they actually jumped to a certain height again.

Then several figures swooped down.

A second later, the shadows that swooped down gathered together and buzzed and formed one.

It turned into a stream of light, like a falling meteorite.

The flowing light, like a terrifying sphere, carries a terrifying momentum, as if it is about to tear the space apart.

Exudes dazzling light.

From a distance, it feels like a falling meteorite.

It's shocking.

And the sharp aura emitted really shocked everyone present, and even many people crawled.

"Three hundred years ago, the ancestor of the Dao Sect, named himself the sword saint, and spread across the world.

Three hundred years later, there is no more legend of Sword Saint in the world.

It is a sad and lamentable that no one has promoted the reputation of the Sword Saint.

Today, I am a student of Qingtian and the Sword Saint, so I use this sword to make everyone in your Dao Sect sober!

Rejuvenate the reputation of the Sword Saint.”

Amid the falling stream of light, a powerful sound suddenly sounded in the world.

It fell into the ears of everyone present.

"Arrogant!"

Hearing this, Jian Yi couldn't help but snort coldly, and then a terrifying energy burst out from his body.

He stomped his feet suddenly, and several patterns cracked on the marble floor with his kick.

Then the sword flew up, hovered over his head, and began to spin.

Like an electric fan, it actually forms a powerful barrier.

boom!

The flowing light fell in an instant, landing on the barrier formed by the sword.

A huge explosion sounded suddenly.

At this moment, the terrifying energy fluctuations surged out in an instant like a flood breaking through the dam.

Everyone who shocked them retreated and supported their internal strength to protect themselves.

The dazzling light also exploded in the field.

Everyone didn't react for a long time.

This process lasted for about three minutes, and the light in the field slowly dissipated.

Everyone's eyes gradually became clear at this moment.

Then a figure appeared in their sight.

At that time, everyone squinted their eyes tightly, trying to make their eyes clearer, and wanted to see who was in the scene earlier.

After a while, when they saw the man, everyone was stunned and then shocked.

Because the one standing there was not the senior brother Jianyi who they thought was invincible.

But Lin Xiaotian.

The young man stood with his hands behind his back, lowered his head, and looked proudly at Jian Yi lying on the ground.

The latter covered his chest and spitted blood in big mouthfuls.

Obviously he suffered a considerable injury.

But the injury doesn't matter to him. What's wrong is that he actually lost?

Just like this, lost?

"I don't believe it." He said unwillingly.

"A sword is misty, this is the power of the sword saint. Who can do it for you Dao Sect?

Who still remembers the hundreds of years of inheritance and the civilization with supreme glory?

I can do what you can’t do, Zhou Qingtian’s disciples can do it.”
Chapter completed!