Another flash!

Another five meters away.

Zhu Xianqing disappeared from his eyes in an instant like a ghost in the dark night, and suddenly appeared in front of him in the next breath. If it were other opponents, he might have been scared by this ghostly body movement.

But Lin Luo's hands were rubbed together, and a cold chill emanated from his palms. He ignored Zhu Xianqing's quick and lightning attack.

Lin Luo is not taking risks, but having a sudden idea.

Feeling the huge energy of the expansion in his body and the two newly opened meridians, Lin Luo felt that his current strength could easily defeat his previous self. Even if he fought against Yao Yue now, Lin Luo was sure to have some chance of winning.

"The twelve serious masters have opened up eight of them in total. The current strength should be mid-grade warriors, and the spiritual energy that has not completely disappeared. The strength is about the peak of mid-grade warriors, or before and after entering the top-grade warriors." The idea emerged from Lin Luo's mind and it was out of control.

"Why don't you try how much power a mid-grade warrior can burst out!?"

This sudden whim is deeply rooted in Lin Luo's heart.

His light skills are average, and Zhu Xianqing's secret movement technique is extremely fast. He either controls the ice sword to exhaust his internal strength to kill him, or kill him with one blow of thunder.

The first method obviously takes a lot of time and is not advisable.

Lin Luo just wanted to try to burst out all the power at this moment to see how powerful the mid-grade warriors can burst out.

Unlike epiphany, the surge in strength under the dependence of external objects can easily cause a warrior to lose control of his own strength. Either the ten success power is less than 50%, or he does not know how to control it, and most of his skills are consumed while punching and kicking.

The above two are examples of the inability to correctly evaluate one's own strength after the surge in strength, which leads to the inability to use one's own strength correctly.

What Lin Luo wanted to do at this moment was to release all his strength, see what the ten successful powers of a mid-grade warrior could exert, and to see if he could instantly kill Zhu Xianqing, a top-grade warrior, in one move.

This move is unknown for the time being. But Lin Luo knew that this sword would definitely not be less powerful!

It brings together all Lin Luo’s understandings to this day.

"You guys, please dodge!"

Lin Luo suddenly opened his eyes, and a silver-white light shot out and went straight into the void.

The three disciples hiding on the roof looked at each other when they heard the master's words, and their eyes were puzzled. They were still twenty meters away from the master's main battlefield between Zhu Xianqing, so they would not affect this place no matter what, right?

Although they were puzzled, the three of them still jumped high and hid in a big tree forty meters away.

Zhu Xianqing's ghost figure kept changing directions.

one person!

Two people!

Three people!

...

Six people!

Six figures of people appeared in the air, six Zhu Xianqing!!

"This!!" Zhao Zheng was a little hoarse, and even Huangfu Shaoming, who was serious and serious, had his eyes become serious and fierce.

The six figures appeared around Lin Luo, completely surrounding Lin Luo. First, it was blurred, but in a blink of an eye it became clearer. Each figure was so realistic that it was impossible to tell which one was the deity.

Lin Luo is circulating his true energy and mobilizing all his skills to perform the most powerful move of a mid-grade warrior.

At this moment, he clearly felt Zhu Xianqing's six figures. Lin Luo had a premonition that this battle would bring an end to the year-long battle.

Zhu Xianqing's palms were filled with black air, and Lin Luo was sealed from all sides.

"How is this possible!" Zhao Zheng stood up in shock.

The battle between the master and Zhu Xianqing was completely beyond their understanding.

Facing the six figures, there must be one true body among them, and the other five must be afterimages.

However, Zhu Xianqing's six figures actually used the "Black Wind Palm" at the same time, which means that these six figures are all real!

Chen Long frowned and whispered: "No, no. One person will not become six people no matter what. It must be some kind of skill and trick." Lin Luo taught them physics and science before, just to tell them to believe in science. The son once said: Don't be strange and indiscriminate. It's also the same truth.

Lin Luo hung upside down on his head and rotated slowly. The true energy radiated from his shoulders on Lin Luo's head merged into a thin white line in the air, connecting the ice sword and the original. The true energy flowed into the sword tip along the white line, and the scale of the ice sword gradually increased. Anyone can understand it. Lin Luo injected the true energy into the ice sword. Then the power and toughness of this ice sword is extremely powerful, and even a good sword can hardly take its edge!

On the other hand, Zhu Xianqing had six black wind palm powers at the same time, but they were not simply six times that of the original one. They had higher requirements for Lin Luo's response and strength.

The ice sword is magnificently made, and the silver-white light shines on the entire Lingyun Sect.

Even those who stayed on the West Mountain could see the bright foot of the mountain.

The six black wind palms surged out at the same time, and the strong winds rose everywhere, attacking Lin Luo together.

Ten directions!

All destroyed!!

Lin Luo shouted violently, and the true energy surged out, and the ice sword suddenly shone brightly, a hundred times stronger than before.

The silver white was covered up and became dazzling, making people unable to look directly at it.

The ice sword light swayed the sunshine on the afternoon. The three people hiding in the tree felt that everything around them turned pale, except for a touch of white, and their eyes were painful and wept.

Six black dragons rushed towards Lin Luo from different directions and arrived in a moment.

At this moment, only black and white colors were left on this territory of Zhengyi Sect.

Only three people could see all this clearly, Lin Luo, Zhu Xianqing and Xuan Jian who was shocked from afar.

Even though the three disciples were the closest people to the battlefield, they did not dare to look at the dazzling light. They all covered the light with their hands, and could only see a few black shadows.

The strange light of the ice sword then burst into countless five-inch small swords. Each small sword was consistent with the split body big sword. Hundreds of small swords rushed down, piercing through the Black Wind Palm, hitting the ground and bursting out a deep pit one meter square.

Boom boom boom!!!

In a blink of an eye, the six black wind palm forces were broken. The tiny ice sword shot from all directions, and the earth was trembling at this moment.

Chen Long, Zhao Zheng, Huang Fu Shaoming and the other two hugged the tree trunk tightly, for fear of falling from the tree.

Zhu Xianqing watched countless small swords coming towards him, and there was no more internal force in his dantian to use the secret method of moving. At this moment, he felt the boundless fear and coldness attacking him.

"No!!!"

Under the white light, everyone heard a sad and unwilling voice, and then Zhu Xianqing's figure disappeared into the light.

The light gradually shrank and finally returned to endless.

At this time, the three disciples came back to their senses and saw clearly the battlefield after the decisive battle.

Except for the place where the master stood, the entire bottom of the mountain gate was completely destroyed. The original pond and stone slabs were missing. There were countless large pits about one meter deep on the ground, densely distributed around.
Chapter completed!