Chapter 1447 The artistic conception of killing!

These sword shadows that fell off the stone wall kept coming closer to Lin Bai, and instantly condensed into a storm of sword shadows, surrounding Lin Bai!

Lin Bai's eyes became even more curious as he said, "Why is this? Over the past few months, I have been trying to figure out the secrets in these sword marks, but I have always found nothing. Why are there so many movements in these sword marks today?"

"Is it the blood in me?"

Lin Bai lowered his head and saw that his white clothes were covered with blood stains that had not yet dried up. Some of these blood stains were from Lin Bai himself, and some were from the monsters that Lin Bai had killed.

At this moment, these sword shadows flew out, absorbing all the blood in Lin Bai's body that had not yet dried up.

"kill!"

The sound of killing came again, but this time after Lin Bai heard it, the sound became even more ruthless, as if under his sword, everything in the world would turn into nothing!

"Is it... killing?"

Lin Bai said thoughtfully.

"Is this kind of ruthless, desireless, overbearing, and tyrannical artistic conception that treats everything in the world like a stupid dog? Is this an artistic conception of killing?" Lin Bai's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had a clear understanding in his heart!

At this moment, the aura of Lin Bai's body began to change continuously. At this moment, Lin Bai's body not only had the free and easy wind that belonged to Dongfang Bai, but also the domineering and ruthless strength that belonged to Lin Bai himself!

"The artistic conception of killing is suitable for 'Lin Bai', but it is not suitable for Dongfang Bai." Lin Bai smiled lightly: "But now I have just realized the rudiment of the artistic conception of killing, and I still need more training!"

"It's best to stabilize this mood."

Lin Bai smiled faintly, closed his eyes again, and began to meditate, explore, and understand!

"What is killing?"

"What is the artistic conception of killing?"

"Does this artistic conception of killing have to be like those demons, who are murderous, cut off their emotions and desires, and become a monster who only knows how to kill?"

"This is not my idea of ​​killing..."

"Then what is my artistic conception of killing?"

Lin Bai had a lot of questions in his mind and got them explained.

"My artistic conception of the aurora is when I look at the dawn, the glimmer of light that breaks through the darkness of dawn, quickly and fiercely swallowing all the darkness in the world. In this moment, the light points, and the darkness is wiped out!"

"In my artistic conception of rainstorm, I watch the rain falling from the sky and the earth, densely forming a bead curtain. If it doesn't move, it will be fine. If it moves, the rain will pour down and wreak havoc on the sky and the earth!"

"But what is my artistic conception of killing?"

"Kill...kill..."

Lin Bai closed his eyes slightly and kept thinking in his heart.

At this time, Xing Hai came outside Lin Bai's residence and saw Lin Bai sitting cross-legged in the room practicing. He hesitated to speak for a long time, but finally left.

Then, on the second day, Xing Hai came again, but when he saw that Lin Bai was still practicing with his eyes closed, he left without disturbing him.

The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day...

In the next half month, Xing Hai came outside Lin Bai's residence every day, took a look at Lin Bai, and then left.

On this day, Lin Bai said: "Xinghai, you have been walking back and forth for more than half a month. If you are not tired, I am tired for you. If you have anything, just tell me."

Today, when Xing Hai came and saw Lin Bai still practicing, he was about to leave. But before leaving, Lin Bai suddenly spoke.

Xing Hai said: "I see you practicing, so I can't bear to disturb you. Actually, I don't have anything important to do. It's like this. There are many reincarnations who want to challenge you and have issued a challenge. Let me ask you if you accept it?"

"This has been going on for half a month, and it hasn't stopped. I've received nearly 500 challenges here!"

"Are you going to fight?"

When Lin Bai heard this, he opened his eyes slightly: "Take it! Why don't you pick it up? Since they want to die, then I will help them!"

Xing Hai said: "Well, I will arrange ten people for you tomorrow, how about it?"

Lin Bai nodded and said, "Okay."

Xing Hai nodded lightly, turned around and left.

After Lin Bai waited for Xing Hai to leave, there was a trace of fatigue in his eyes and a tired look on his face, and he said lightly: "Since I can't get the answer I want here, then let's follow this murderous mood!"

"Since it's killing, let's find the answer from the killing."

"What exactly is my killing intention?"

For half a month, Lin Bai had closed his eyes and thought about what his murderous artistic conception was!

But after half a month, Lin Bai found nothing. He still had too little understanding of the artistic conception of killing.

Lin Bai had no choice but to find the answer among the killings.

At dawn the next day, Xing Hai came outside Lin Bai's residence and took Lin Bai to the battlefield!

Arriving at the battlefield, Lin Bai looked up and saw that today there were more than five million powerful demon clansmen sitting in the spectator seats, waiting for the sword demon to show off its power today!

Lin Bai came to Xing Shu's side, his face gloomy and he didn't speak.

Xing Shu said calmly: "You seem to be thinking? It's not good for you to be in this state before the war!"

Lin Bai raised his eyes and glanced at Xing Shu: "It won't affect him."

Xing Shu said: "In that case, it's up to you."

"Your first challenger, the five-hundred-win green armor! He is not easy to deal with, so be prepared."

Lin Bai nodded slightly.

Immediately, a stooped old man walked out from another passage, wearing a cane and walking towards Lin Bai with a smile on his face.

"Are you the Sword Demon?" the old man asked.

Lin Bai nodded slightly.

The old man smiled and said: "Boy, I heard that your swordsmanship is very powerful. Come and compete with me to see who is better, your swordsmanship or my leather armor!"

Lin Bai smiled slightly and said nothing.

Xing Shu said: "The rules of the reincarnation field are that the winner lives and the loser dies! Let's get started!"

When Xing Shu finished speaking, the old man standing opposite Lin Bai shrank his head, and a tortoise shell appeared on his body, protecting his body in it!

"Come on, boy, if you have the ability, you will break my turtle shell!"

The old man's teasing voice came from inside the turtle shell.

Lin Bai frowned and couldn't help but reveal a smile. Without even taking out the demon sword, he directly kicked it up and kicked the turtle shell out and hit the stone wall!

"Hahaha, it's useless. This turtle shell of mine is the only defense in the Lingnan land. Unless the Five Swords of Gods, Demons, Immortals and Ghosts come, I won't pay attention to other weapons. inside!"

A head popped out of the turtle shell, looking at Lin Bai with a proud expression and smiling.

"The Five Swords of Gods, Demons, Immortals and Ghosts? Thank you for reminding me." Lin Bai smiled slightly, took it out of his storage bag, and the demon sword appeared in his hand.

The old man looked at the sword blade in Lin Bai's hand in shock, his eyes widened, and he said: "This sword... this sword is..."

Lin Bai chuckled and said, "Didn't you say that except for the Five Swords of Gods, Demons, Immortals and Ghosts, you don't take any other weapons seriously?"

"The sword in my hand is called Yaohuang!"

"By the way, the warriors on the Lingnan land like to call him... Demon Sword!"