From the Perfect World

　　 "If I encounter this scene, I will only have a chance to break the deadlock if I use my sword to break the deadlock." Jiang Zhiwei's thoughts flashed.

　　 Sword out without self is the ultimate move of the Dharmakaya, to understand the way, and to cut the truth. As long as you grasp the aura, even at this moment, you can wound the old man Shouque from the state of incarnation of the moonlight.

　　 She looked at the phantom moon in the sky with bright eyes. As far as she knew, Xuan Tianzong did not have such tactics as "Sword without self". She wanted to see how Lin Yang would respond when encountering this scene, and really see this man's top edge.

　　 Zhang Yuanshan also made a comparison in his heart: "As expected of the pinnacle master of this world, I can't win even with all my means."

　　 Just when everyone had their own ideas, sudden changes occurred in the ring.

　　 A sword, spear and halberd with a handle is condensed by moonlight, and it stabs him with a dreadful sound of breaking through the air, surrounding Lin Yang in all directions, leaving him nowhere to escape.

　　 "The outcome has been determined." The scholar shook his head and sighed slightly: "The old man Shouque can destroy a large gang alone with this method, and he deserves to be one of the strongest in the world."

He couldn't help but think of the several masters of the Demon Cult, none of them inferior to the old man Shouque. If it weren't for the Demon Cult to rely on the demon energy to achieve the quietness, the distorted heart and the inability to stay away from the demon-filled holy volcano, this world does not know how many pursuits there are. The powerful man fell into the arms of the demon cult.

The doubt in Gu Kongshan’s eyes was fleeting. He didn’t understand the critical moment. Why Lin Yang hadn’t stimulated the power of the magical soldiers. As long as the power of the magical soldiers was revealed a little, the magical change of the old man Shouque could not be in the world of great change. In the maintenance, self-defeating.

　　 "Unfortunately, it's too weak."

　　Lin Yang sighed softly as he looked at the swords and spears coming from the blast. Even if an attack of this intensity was ten times a hundred times more, he would be able to resist it all with a flick of his cloak.

　　 If you want to get enough voice, you must defeat the old man Shouque in an overwhelming manner.

　　 Lin Yang's heart moved, and Jianxin Hell instantly extended and spread. In a blink of an eye, the entire venue was frozen.

　　 Swords, swords, halberds, breeze, fallen leaves, flies, smoke, and everyone present, whether it is Gukong Mountain or the head of Ten Thousand Swords, regardless of richness or poverty, all their figures have stagnated at this moment.

　　 From the outside, the venue seemed to be a picture scroll.

　　 horrified, terrified, at a loss.

　　 All kinds of emotions flashed in everyone's eyes, and they didn't understand how in a moment, oneself and even everyone couldn't control oneself.

　　 "Could this be strange and mysterious?"

　　 Meng Qi was shocked, this kind of solidifying power made him a little familiar, but he couldn't remember which technique it was.

　　 "Sword Heart Hell when Sword 23 moves?"

　　 Jiang Zhiwei felt the sword aura in the air and couldn't help but make a guess, but then she denied it again. She concluded: "Sword Twenty-Three is also at the top level in the location. Even the Grandmaster of the Nine Heavens cannot master this trick as he pleases, let alone a martial artist who is enlightened. This is more similar to the intangible of the Grandmaster of the East Sea Jianzhuang. There is no phase sword energy'domain', but it lacks legal principles, only sword energy is left."

　　 How can she know that there will be a freak like Lin Yang, who can practice moves above her own realm to the point where she wants.

　　 Everything in the venue is frozen.

　　 Lin Yang shot out with a palm, splitting the moonlight, and the flame rising. The blazing palm print blinked on the old man Shouque. The moment he made the move, he was no longer incomplete, and Lin Yang seized the opportunity with his keen sense.

　　 The high temperature carried by the palm print instantly burned the clothes of the old man Shouque, leaving burning burns on his old skin.

　　 If it were not for the mercy of his subordinates, the flames evolved from the fire emperor’s move to burn the universe could instantly burn the old man Shouque to ashes.

　　 "How? Lin was considered the strongest this time, but someone has objections?"

　　 Lin Yang didn't go to the seemingly inverted Shouque old man, his eyes swept across the three of Gu Kongshan. If the four sects were to wrestle with each other for two more days, he would be taught to be a man by the Demon Reincarnation.

　　 Seeing that there was still a dead silence in the arena, Lin Yang thought to himself, and then removed the sword heart hell, the swords and spears suddenly turned into moonlight and disappeared.

　　At the same time, the old man Shouque let out a long-suffering snoring, and he said in a low voice, "I have no objection."

　　 After he finished speaking, he still had no face left in the ring, the moonlight flashed, and he disappeared.

　　The horror in Luo's eyes gradually faded, and he nodded in agreement: "This fellow has extraordinary strength and can naturally lead us to seal the magic grave."

　　 The head of Wanjian didn't say anything, obviously tacitly acquiescing to Lin Yang's words. He had just solidified all the power of the quiet, he couldn't resist without using the Taihua sword.

　　 "Then make a decision like this. Later I will tell the disciples to follow the orders."

　　 As the host, Gu Kongshan built a coffin, his soul was clouded. The Power Gang is so strong that he can easily defeat the old man Shouque without using magic weapons. How strong is the terrifying enemy in his mouth? Is it really the realm of immortals and gods equivalent to what he said?

　　 "Big news, big news! A mysterious young man with a quiet presence, easily defeated the old man Shouque."

　　 The man dressed as a scholar seemed to have taken a stimulant, his eyes gleaming and he muttered to himself, his folding fan kept beating.

　　 "What kind of power is this kind of solidifying power?"

　　 The martial artist who thinks he has a deep understanding of all kinds of tongyou and miracles is incomprehensible, and the previously charming and beautiful tongyou miracles are unheard of, but they are extremely powerful.

　　 "Who knows this person's last name or first name? What school comes from?"

　　 The leader of the forces who had teased Yuan Xingkong asked around.

"It is rumored that the young monk and the high man in the silver cloak came from an organization called the'Power Gang'. But someone has heard of what kind of power this'Power Gang' is? How could there be such a terrifying supreme power? By?"

　　 The scholar heard his words and explained it, but at the same time he had more doubts.

　　 "Power Gang? Power, power, great ambition."

　　 Hearing what the scholar said, the hearts of many power leaders jumped, and felt a little bit bad.

　　 The invincible posture of the silver-white cloak is still in his mind. If he wants to dominate the rivers and lakes, what should they do?

　　 "There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. This time the four sects have sealed the magic tomb. Who knows what will happen."

　　 The person who spoke at the beginning seemed more optimistic, and I don't know how his personality has gotten where he is now.

　　 "Tongyou, Tongyou!"

　　Wufu has a strong desire and unwillingness. Why can the four great sects enter the Tongyou with the power of the gods given by the immortals, but the ordinary martial arts people will have no way to go to the inner home?

　　 Amidst the different thoughts of many people, Gu Kongshan announced the end of the alliance meeting, saying that a banquet banquet was prepared in the village to entertain all of you.

　　 Lin Yang and Meng Qi were walking together, and the martial arts people who saw them all stepped aside in awe and did not dare to make any mistakes.

　　 "Brother Lin, what was your trick just now?"

　　 Jiang Zhiwei couldn't bear the curiosity in her heart and asked.

　　 "Sword 23."

　　 Lin Yang smiled slightly and responded.

how is this possible!

　　 Meng Qi was shocked, what the sword 23 is, he naturally knows that it is the sword of **** that can only be used by abandoning life, it is the sword of the heart, the sword of the soul, and the sword of the sword.

　　This kind of terrifying location killer move, even if the top master uses it, it is mortal, and there is no possibility of escape.

　　 But thinking of the power that solidifies everything, Meng Qi had to admit that it was really Jian 23.

　　 "It's really ‘Sword Heart Hell’."

　　 Jiang Zhiwei's bright eyes flashed, and he looked at Lin Yang respectfully. She had seen Jian Twenty-three's introduction at the Six Paths, but she did not expect Lin Yang to be able to use this technique to cultivate to the realm of his will. When he just thought, all the people who were solidified would be invisible swords in the blink of an eye. Qi takes his life.