Chapter 782 Xiaohe makes a move and kills Lin Wenshan with a sword
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Wu Yi Yun
782 chapter
Tan Yaowen's defeat damaged his Dao heart, and he might stop being a third-level immortal for the rest of his life.
But if he crosses this hurdle in his heart, his Taoist heart will definitely become firmer and he will go to a higher level.
of course.
The reality is not so encouraging.
After most people's Dao heart is damaged, they tend to sink and fall down. After all, there are only a few people with great courage to repair their Dao heart and revive their strength.
Tan Yaowen's follow-up is temporarily unknown.
now.
Another Jianzong disciple came out first.
"Jianzong Sun Xing, third level of the Immortal Realm! Come and fight!"
After a brief introduction, Sun Xing directly drew his sword, not bothering to talk nonsense with the enemy.
Of course.
Lin Wenshan still looked disdainful, and frantically fanned the fan, and a series of strong winds appeared in front of him, flying towards Sun Xing.
Sun Xing's swordsmanship was superb, obviously stronger than Tan Yaowen's. He chopped up the gangsters one after another.
As expected, Gangfeng continued to reorganize and flew towards Sun Xingfei again.
Sun Xing continued to cut off the gang wind, and the gang wind continued to reorganize. After going back and forth many times, Sun Xing's face turned pale, obviously his immortal energy was exhausted.
At last.
When he wasn't paying attention, a gust of wind had already circled to the back and hit his back smoothly. Sun Xing spurted blood, put his hands on the ground, and fell to the ground.
"You Jianzong people, are you all such waste?"
Lin Wenshan shook the white fan in his hand, his hair fluttered, and his fair face showed a hint of disgust and contempt.
Sun Xing's complexion was pale, just like Tan Yaowen, he was severely hit.
In the rear, most of the disciples of the Sword Sect had calmed down, their faces were ashen, and they were very aggrieved.
Is Lin Wenshan strong?
still alright.
but.
The elites of Jianzong gather together, and many of them can beat him.
But the problem is.
The disciples of Jianzong are all upright, knowing that Lin Wenshan is the queen of the third level of the fairyland.
Some high-level disciples naturally have no reason to come out.
Because even if he wins in this way, he will be said to be unfair, it will also hurt his face, and it will also make Jianzong get the stigma of "bullying the small with the big".
Therefore.
The first two disciples on the list are both in the third level of the fairyland like Lin Wenshan.
This is also because the disciples have righteousness in their hearts and are pursuing fairness.
But right now, Lin Wenshan defeated the two of them without much effort.
No one would believe him if he was said to be a soft persimmon.
Everyone can also see that Lin Wenshan is a very strong evildoer.
This kind of existence can only be dealt with by the evildoers inside Jianzong.
But maybe it was Chu Jing and Zhang Linger who were too dazzling, which caused Jianzong's luck to condense on the top of the two of them, which led to Jianzong coming in. There were no dazzling evildoers. Even though many disciples were talented, they would not be too detached.
Considering all the above, many disciples were distressed.
The elders of Jianzong looked at each other slightly, with anger and humiliation in their eyes.
They are more vicious than the eyes of the disciples.
It can be seen naturally that Lin Wenshan's combat power is outrageous in the third layer of human immortality. Not only Jianzong, but also the other eight top sects, in the third layer of human immortality, there are basically few opponents.
Zhang Linger, who is in the same situation, may be able to beat her, but now, Zhang Linger is already a deacon!The realm also has the peak of the fourth level, and the fifth level is about to come, and there is no reason to fight!
therefore.
At present, there is really no one in the same realm who can beat Lin Wenshan in Jianzong.
So, what to do?
Just like this, being suppressed and beaten by a junior, making Jianzong lose face?
When many elders were having a headache because of this, there were still three-level disciples fighting on Jianzong's side.
however.
Like the first two, they were either fast or wasted a little time, but they were all defeated by Lin Wenshan in the end.
"Trash! They are all a bunch of trash! I want to be able to fight! Can't you hear me?"
Lin Wenshan, who seemed to be gentle, was obviously violent in his heart. After defeating five people in a row, he roared violently.
On Jianzong's side, there was complete silence, and every disciple's face was filled with humiliation, anger and despair.
"Haha! Xiao Lin, calm down. There are many young talents in Jianzong. The reason for this situation is that many people are still in retreat."
Ye Wuxian said with a smile, this is obviously an insult to Jianzong in Yin and Yang.
The disciples were extremely sad and angry.
The faces of the elders were annoyed, firstly because of Ye Wuxian's actions, and secondly because they were angry at the disciples for doing so badly.
Let such a junior humiliate Jianzong so much?
Right in the area of the entire sect, a clear and clear voice sounded like a bell: "Jianzong Su Xiaohe, second level of the Immortal Realm, come to fight!"
This sound resounded in an environment where a needle drop could be heard.
Like the voice of the gods, countless disciples were shocked.
Followed by.
The crowd automatically moved out of the way.
A petite girl in a red dress with a ponytail and a sassy look stepped out of the room and came to Lin Wenshan.
Who is it if it's not Su Xiaohe?
"Second level of Human Wonderland?"
Lin Wenshan frowned, and immediately said arrogantly: "Is there no one in your Jianzong? Even the second-level immortals are sent here? Or is it such a weak woman?"
Although he was surly, Su Xiaohe was very sassy and pretty, and he didn't speak too much.
But for Su Xiaohe.
It is already a great insult to underestimate her womanhood.
Of course, Su Xiaohe has a very good self-cultivation, she just said with a smile: "Friend Lin, do you know who my brother is?"
"Brother? I don't know which idiot it is! But what does this have to do with you coming out?"
Lin Wenshan was a little impatient.
The disciples of the Sword Sect behind were furious when they heard the words.
"Lin Wenshan, you stupid pig, no matter how dirty your mouth is, I will kill you even if I bully you!"
A bearded man with a huge sword roared.
"Lin Wenshan, believe it or not, I hacked you to death!"
An old man and deacon in the Fifth Realm of Human Immortal also roared loudly.
"Fuck you, Lin Wenshan, I can't take it anymore! You are going to die for me!"
Among the crowd, Bi Fangzhi, who was at the second level of the Immortal Realm, suddenly slashed out a sword aura.
Before the sword qi approached, it was dispelled by Ye Wuxian's soft hum.
He looked at the rioting crowd and frowned.
Lin Wenshan next to him changed his expression slightly, feeling a little uneasy.
He didn't expect that these Jianzong disciples didn't get angry when he was humiliated just now.
And just now, I just said that Su Xiaohe's brother is an idiot, and this group of people went crazy?
Who is this Su Xiaohe's brother?
Why can provoke Jianzong so restless?
Opposite of him.
The smile on Su Xiaohe's face has also disappeared, and she said with a frosty face: "My brother in the first realm of human immortality can beat people in the second realm, and in the second realm he can win the third realm..."
"what?"
Lin Wenshan was shocked when he heard this.
Although Lin Wenshan was confident, he also knew that he had no chance of winning against a quadruple immortal.
The elder brother that Su Xiaohe talked about had the ability to cross borders from the first border.
In this world, is there really such a monster?
Just when Lin Wenshan felt incredible and expressed doubts.
Su Xiaohe clenched the hilt of the sword hanging in the scabbard around her waist.
The five fingers of shallots are slightly drawn, obviously very hard.
Her sharp eyes stared at Lin Wenshan like this: "As his younger sister, I naturally can't lose face, Lin Wenshan, are you ready?"
"you!"
Lin Wenshan's expression changed suddenly, because at the moment Su Xiaohe held the hilt of the sword.
He felt that the area was already full of chills.
His skin was very painful, as if countless sharp swords were piercing his flesh.
"Go to hell!"
Lin Wenshan didn't like this feeling, so he frantically shook his fan.
A stronger and more terrifying gale than every previous battle appeared like a world-destroying tornado, rushing towards Su Xiaohe at an extremely fast speed.
At this moment, Su Xiaohe pulled out the sword from his waist.
At that moment, a flash of sword light disappeared like a flash of thunder.
With a "crash", the terrifying wind didn't shatter, but turned into light spots the size of dust all over the sky and dispersed.
As for Lin Wenshan himself, he felt severe pain in both arms, and heard the sound of "Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Papa".
His face was pale, and he turned his head from side to side in a daze, only to find blood gushing from the shoulders on both sides, and the two arms had disappeared.
Looking at the ground again, the blood soaked from the two broken arms stained the ground red.
In the hand of a severed arm, there was still a white fan dyed red.
"My hand...is broken?"
With dazed thoughts, Lin Wenshan's pupils dilated, his face was terrified, and he slowly fell backwards.
Tan Yaowen's defeat damaged his Dao heart, and he might stop being a third-level immortal for the rest of his life.
But if he crosses this hurdle in his heart, his Taoist heart will definitely become firmer and he will go to a higher level.
of course.
The reality is not so encouraging.
After most people's Dao heart is damaged, they tend to sink and fall down. After all, there are only a few people with great courage to repair their Dao heart and revive their strength.
Tan Yaowen's follow-up is temporarily unknown.
now.
Another Jianzong disciple came out first.
"Jianzong Sun Xing, third level of the Immortal Realm! Come and fight!"
After a brief introduction, Sun Xing directly drew his sword, not bothering to talk nonsense with the enemy.
Of course.
Lin Wenshan still looked disdainful, and frantically fanned the fan, and a series of strong winds appeared in front of him, flying towards Sun Xing.
Sun Xing's swordsmanship was superb, obviously stronger than Tan Yaowen's. He chopped up the gangsters one after another.
As expected, Gangfeng continued to reorganize and flew towards Sun Xingfei again.
Sun Xing continued to cut off the gang wind, and the gang wind continued to reorganize. After going back and forth many times, Sun Xing's face turned pale, obviously his immortal energy was exhausted.
At last.
When he wasn't paying attention, a gust of wind had already circled to the back and hit his back smoothly. Sun Xing spurted blood, put his hands on the ground, and fell to the ground.
"You Jianzong people, are you all such waste?"
Lin Wenshan shook the white fan in his hand, his hair fluttered, and his fair face showed a hint of disgust and contempt.
Sun Xing's complexion was pale, just like Tan Yaowen, he was severely hit.
In the rear, most of the disciples of the Sword Sect had calmed down, their faces were ashen, and they were very aggrieved.
Is Lin Wenshan strong?
still alright.
but.
The elites of Jianzong gather together, and many of them can beat him.
But the problem is.
The disciples of Jianzong are all upright, knowing that Lin Wenshan is the queen of the third level of the fairyland.
Some high-level disciples naturally have no reason to come out.
Because even if he wins in this way, he will be said to be unfair, it will also hurt his face, and it will also make Jianzong get the stigma of "bullying the small with the big".
Therefore.
The first two disciples on the list are both in the third level of the fairyland like Lin Wenshan.
This is also because the disciples have righteousness in their hearts and are pursuing fairness.
But right now, Lin Wenshan defeated the two of them without much effort.
No one would believe him if he was said to be a soft persimmon.
Everyone can also see that Lin Wenshan is a very strong evildoer.
This kind of existence can only be dealt with by the evildoers inside Jianzong.
But maybe it was Chu Jing and Zhang Linger who were too dazzling, which caused Jianzong's luck to condense on the top of the two of them, which led to Jianzong coming in. There were no dazzling evildoers. Even though many disciples were talented, they would not be too detached.
Considering all the above, many disciples were distressed.
The elders of Jianzong looked at each other slightly, with anger and humiliation in their eyes.
They are more vicious than the eyes of the disciples.
It can be seen naturally that Lin Wenshan's combat power is outrageous in the third layer of human immortality. Not only Jianzong, but also the other eight top sects, in the third layer of human immortality, there are basically few opponents.
Zhang Linger, who is in the same situation, may be able to beat her, but now, Zhang Linger is already a deacon!The realm also has the peak of the fourth level, and the fifth level is about to come, and there is no reason to fight!
therefore.
At present, there is really no one in the same realm who can beat Lin Wenshan in Jianzong.
So, what to do?
Just like this, being suppressed and beaten by a junior, making Jianzong lose face?
When many elders were having a headache because of this, there were still three-level disciples fighting on Jianzong's side.
however.
Like the first two, they were either fast or wasted a little time, but they were all defeated by Lin Wenshan in the end.
"Trash! They are all a bunch of trash! I want to be able to fight! Can't you hear me?"
Lin Wenshan, who seemed to be gentle, was obviously violent in his heart. After defeating five people in a row, he roared violently.
On Jianzong's side, there was complete silence, and every disciple's face was filled with humiliation, anger and despair.
"Haha! Xiao Lin, calm down. There are many young talents in Jianzong. The reason for this situation is that many people are still in retreat."
Ye Wuxian said with a smile, this is obviously an insult to Jianzong in Yin and Yang.
The disciples were extremely sad and angry.
The faces of the elders were annoyed, firstly because of Ye Wuxian's actions, and secondly because they were angry at the disciples for doing so badly.
Let such a junior humiliate Jianzong so much?
Right in the area of the entire sect, a clear and clear voice sounded like a bell: "Jianzong Su Xiaohe, second level of the Immortal Realm, come to fight!"
This sound resounded in an environment where a needle drop could be heard.
Like the voice of the gods, countless disciples were shocked.
Followed by.
The crowd automatically moved out of the way.
A petite girl in a red dress with a ponytail and a sassy look stepped out of the room and came to Lin Wenshan.
Who is it if it's not Su Xiaohe?
"Second level of Human Wonderland?"
Lin Wenshan frowned, and immediately said arrogantly: "Is there no one in your Jianzong? Even the second-level immortals are sent here? Or is it such a weak woman?"
Although he was surly, Su Xiaohe was very sassy and pretty, and he didn't speak too much.
But for Su Xiaohe.
It is already a great insult to underestimate her womanhood.
Of course, Su Xiaohe has a very good self-cultivation, she just said with a smile: "Friend Lin, do you know who my brother is?"
"Brother? I don't know which idiot it is! But what does this have to do with you coming out?"
Lin Wenshan was a little impatient.
The disciples of the Sword Sect behind were furious when they heard the words.
"Lin Wenshan, you stupid pig, no matter how dirty your mouth is, I will kill you even if I bully you!"
A bearded man with a huge sword roared.
"Lin Wenshan, believe it or not, I hacked you to death!"
An old man and deacon in the Fifth Realm of Human Immortal also roared loudly.
"Fuck you, Lin Wenshan, I can't take it anymore! You are going to die for me!"
Among the crowd, Bi Fangzhi, who was at the second level of the Immortal Realm, suddenly slashed out a sword aura.
Before the sword qi approached, it was dispelled by Ye Wuxian's soft hum.
He looked at the rioting crowd and frowned.
Lin Wenshan next to him changed his expression slightly, feeling a little uneasy.
He didn't expect that these Jianzong disciples didn't get angry when he was humiliated just now.
And just now, I just said that Su Xiaohe's brother is an idiot, and this group of people went crazy?
Who is this Su Xiaohe's brother?
Why can provoke Jianzong so restless?
Opposite of him.
The smile on Su Xiaohe's face has also disappeared, and she said with a frosty face: "My brother in the first realm of human immortality can beat people in the second realm, and in the second realm he can win the third realm..."
"what?"
Lin Wenshan was shocked when he heard this.
Although Lin Wenshan was confident, he also knew that he had no chance of winning against a quadruple immortal.
The elder brother that Su Xiaohe talked about had the ability to cross borders from the first border.
In this world, is there really such a monster?
Just when Lin Wenshan felt incredible and expressed doubts.
Su Xiaohe clenched the hilt of the sword hanging in the scabbard around her waist.
The five fingers of shallots are slightly drawn, obviously very hard.
Her sharp eyes stared at Lin Wenshan like this: "As his younger sister, I naturally can't lose face, Lin Wenshan, are you ready?"
"you!"
Lin Wenshan's expression changed suddenly, because at the moment Su Xiaohe held the hilt of the sword.
He felt that the area was already full of chills.
His skin was very painful, as if countless sharp swords were piercing his flesh.
"Go to hell!"
Lin Wenshan didn't like this feeling, so he frantically shook his fan.
A stronger and more terrifying gale than every previous battle appeared like a world-destroying tornado, rushing towards Su Xiaohe at an extremely fast speed.
At this moment, Su Xiaohe pulled out the sword from his waist.
At that moment, a flash of sword light disappeared like a flash of thunder.
With a "crash", the terrifying wind didn't shatter, but turned into light spots the size of dust all over the sky and dispersed.
As for Lin Wenshan himself, he felt severe pain in both arms, and heard the sound of "Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Papa".
His face was pale, and he turned his head from side to side in a daze, only to find blood gushing from the shoulders on both sides, and the two arms had disappeared.
Looking at the ground again, the blood soaked from the two broken arms stained the ground red.
In the hand of a severed arm, there was still a white fan dyed red.
"My hand...is broken?"
With dazed thoughts, Lin Wenshan's pupils dilated, his face was terrified, and he slowly fell backwards.
