Chapter 537

Mencius once said: "I am good at cultivating my noble spirit!"

Lin's Haoran Jian Jing focuses on one word.

Therefore, Lin TA Tian refined a mouthful of sword Qi for more than ten years and controlled the sword with Qi. At that time, he even forced Chen Fan's big catcher. The same is true of Lin Shuming. It's just that he's more terrifying.

Sixty years of hard thinking; sixty years of meditation; sixty years of practice.

Lin Shuming lived in the back mountain of Lin's old house for sixty years. Over the past 60 years, he has been thinking of ways to transcend the common customs and enter the legendary land of immortals.

But it's too difficult for the earth immortal to go up to the sky.

Even with Lin Shuming's amazing talent, he finally just reached the realm, and his power was never able to enter. The cultivation environment and aura on earth are not enough to push him into the earth immortal.

He could only bend in a stone chamber, and his sword Qi accumulated deeper and deeper in his chest, and finally condensed like a crystal jade. If it's on other cultivation stars. With this sword, Lin Shuming could go straight into the innate world and even win the golden elixir. But on earth, he can only be stuck in the peak of the divine realm, forever far away from the immortal realm.

"Click, click."

Through Lin Shuming's nostrils, ears and eyes came the light of the sword. In the eyes of the people, his whole body, from the inside to the outside, issued a white sword. In the end, the whole body seems to gradually disintegrate. From the viscera, to the outside skeleton, spine, blood vessels, muscles, skin and so on, all ruptured.

"This is...

the audience lost their voice.

"It's worthy of being the Sword Fairy of the Lin family. He was the first swordsman of the Qing Dynasty a hundred years ago. Brother Lin has been keeping sword for 60 years. This sword should have been aimed at Ye Qingcang, but Chen beixuan finally took it. "

Li Chang sighed.

"Lin Shuming's sword is a combination of his 60 years' achievements and the promotion of human immortality. But it's comparable to the real Dixian sword! "

Yao Daoyi also has a dignified face. He can't help but praise him for his arrogance.

But old Qinglong couldn't help squinting his eyes and said in surprise:

"I don't know if general ye can take this sword."

As for the people of beiqiong school, their nervous hearts seem to be grasped. Even Hua Yunfeng, who has the most confidence in Chen fan, can't help shrinking his pupils.

Before Lin Shuming, although he could mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth.

But that force is too big to concentrate. It's like a cloud bomb. The explosion range is hundreds of meters. It can't hurt chen fan at all. But a 30cm high-speed armor piercing bullet can really threaten Chen Fan's life.

At this time, this sword of 60 years is really condensed to the extreme. Once this sword is out, it will be enough to break the mountain and crack the stone. If you hold it up, you can't press it down. I'm afraid it's more threatening than missiles. I don't know if Chen fan can stop it.

"Good, good!"

Facing this sword, chen fan even said three good words, and his fighting spirit soared.

He flicked his fingers:

"Chen, Furong, Shura!"

Three small swords appear in front of Chen fan. Each handle is made of rare copper and iron collected by the master of Tibetan sword. It can be said that it is the spiritual material of searching the earth. Behind each sword, there is a romantic story.

Chen fan, bend your fingers and play again!

"Hongxiu, Baihe, Xuanwu!"

"Yao Huang, Qing Suo, Zi Xiao!"

Three groups of flying swords, a total of nine, in front of Chen Fan's chest, in the shape of a pin. At this time, chen fan's eyes were solemn, his fingers seemed to carry Mount Tai, and his last finger popped up:

"Guiyuan!"

Kuangdang, a golden sword rainbow, shoots from the sword gourd and flies to the last end of the three groups of small swords. There is a simple three inch sword with the word Guiyuan engraved on its handle.

It was Chen fanwei's Guiyuan sword that shocked the whole world.

As soon as the sword came out, it seemed like the finishing touch. In an instant, the whole ten flying swords were connected with Qi and made a buzzing sound. A golden light visible to the naked eye covered the Guiyuan sword, instantly covered the other nine flying swords and dyed them all into gold.

"Sword formation, complete!"

Chen fanmeng's hand.

All of a sudden, ten flying swords were arranged in a line, crossing the sea and sky. Although it is only three feet long, it seems to separate the heaven and the earth. In the eyes of the people, there is only a bright golden thread that cuts off the sky.

"The name of the sword array is" shifangqiushui ". I'll use this sword array, and you'll be in Dixian Kendo later."

Chen Fan said in a deep voice.

"Good!"

When Lin Shuming finally uttered a word, he was drowned by the sword Qi. The sky is full of sword Qi. The rain curtain in the sky is scattered, even the dark clouds are cut open, showing the cold moonlight.

"Boom!"

At that moment, Lin Shuming's body was completely decomposed by the sword Qi. His whole soul plunges into the energy of the sword, controls the edge of the sword, goes straight to the sky, cuts through the night sky, and cleaves to Chen fan.

The white sword rainbow is thirty feet long. It is as powerful as a white rainbow penetrating the sun and a comet attacking the moon.

Even hundreds of kilometers apart, everyone felt that the sword Qi was coming, and the cut face was full of vitality. Many of the masters trembled with excitement, and some of them burst into tears"When you hear about it in the morning, you die in the evening. It's enough to see this sword in this life

Even those who are strong in spirit have their eyes fixed to the extreme and pay close attention to them.

As for many beiqiong disciples, many of them have closed their eyes and prayed for Chen fan.

"Go."

Chen Fan touched his sleeve.

Three feet of gold line, instantly emptied, ran straight to the white sword rainbow across the sky.

Three feet to thirty feet!

A hundred times the difference.

In people's eyes, it's like a motorcycle crashing into a crazy heavy truck. It's not a grade collision at all. But to everyone's surprise. Three feet of golden awn, split into the white sword rainbow, unexpectedly split the sword rainbow in the air, until ten feet deep, then began to slow down.

Chen Fan's sword array, which is based on the immortal family's sword skill, can't be imagined by the earth's cultivation world? Even if the master of Tibetan sword came here, he would be stunned and ashamed.

"Bang!"

First of all, the first flying sword couldn't bear it and bounced out.

Then, the second, the third, the fourth... Until the ninth little sword flew, and finally the Guiyuan sword was left.

But at this time, the 30 Zhang long white sword rainbow has been split by 29 Zhang, and only one Zhang long sword rainbow is left. Facing the most powerful Guiyuan sword, this last sword rainbow should be easy.

But there's something amazing happening.

That last sword rainbow, unexpectedly like flowing water spread, bypassed the Guiyuan sword, and then fiercely closed. The sword rainbow is reorganized, and the white light is dazzling, which is even more prosperous than the 30 Zhang sword before. Lin Shuming can be seen in it.

"Yuanshen imperial sword, it turns out that this is brother Lin's real Dixian sword."

Li Changsheng suddenly cried.

If there is only pure power, how can we call Dixian Yijian? Only by burning the spirit, the body and the true Qi, condensing to the extreme, urging them with pure sword spirit, and finally controlling them by the yuan Shen, can they be comparable to the earth immortals.

Lin Shuming's sword spirit, which he has practiced hard in the past 60 years, is basically concentrated in the last paragraph. The former 29 Zhang is just a cover. This is the real killing move.

"Boom."

At this time, Lin Shuming had already mastered the sword and rushed fiercely. Guiyuan sword in the air around, want to come back, but it's too late.

Facing this sword, it seems that it can split the sky.

Chen Fan's eyes are dignified, and the bright body protecting Zhenyuan blooms in an instant, covering an area of ten feet, lining up the rain curtain. But the blue light, in front of Baihong's sword, was easily cut off like a knife cutting butter. Between his fingers, Lin Shuming was only one Zhang away from Chen fan.

"Bang! Bang! Bang

A series of body protection magic, burst out at this moment, into a colorful mask, want to protect chen fan. But these spells engraved on the jade can't stop the white rainbow sword.

Lin Shuming finally rushed to Chen fan.

Chen fan can even see Lin Shuming's expression in the sword rainbow opposite him as if he were a pilgrim.

"Boom!"

In people's eyes, the white mang sword rainbow and the cyan light collided fiercely. The sound of a hundred heavy guns firing broke out. Between the sea and the sky, there is only this light. Even the public's ears were temporarily deaf.

A vast surge of energy, from the junction of the two, instantly spread to all directions. It's like a typhoon of 12. The whole sea was pressed down by two meters. Many stone trees on the bank have been uprooted. Many masters retreat again and again, and only many divine realms can stand in the front and watch this scene.

"Who wins and who loses?"

In most people's eyes, the sword that Lin Shuming practiced hard for 60 years and finally burned his spirit is the real earth immortal. No matter how strong Chen beixuan is, he should not be able to stop him. Even if he does not fall, he will be seriously injured.

It is a few deities, and most of them speculate in this way.

Lin Shuming's last sword was too strong to split an aircraft carrier. That is to say, all the divine realms on the scene joined hands, and there was not much hope to block the sword, let alone chen fan only had one person?

"What's this?"

Suddenly Takeo Watanabe's face went crazy.

Then Yao Daoyi, Li Changsheng and Lao Qinglong turned pale. Finally, even some of the top masters of the dark list, such as Ying Longhua and Cheng Danqing, also changed color at the same time.

"What's going on?"

People open their eyes wide, trying to see the scene clearly.

As soon as I saw, the storm died out, the light dissipated, and a spectacle appeared in the middle of the sea and sky.

A young man in flaming gold armour, shrouded in the flaming light, clasped his hands and tightly clamped a white awn. The front end of the white awn was only half a minute away from the man's forehead. Even the sword separated the golden helmet on the man's face and touched his forehead. But no matter how hard Bai mang tried, he couldn't score another half.

"After all, I lost, Langya. Master, I'm sorry for you..."

in Bai Mang, Lin Shuming looked sorry.Then, the long sword burst open, turned into white light, and scattered around.

Only a man with black hair and black pupil, wearing gold armour and stepping on the flame, stands in the void.

The whole world lost its voice.

...

in the evening of November 6, 2011.

At the top of the East China Sea, Chen beixuan defeated the immortal Lin Shuming, and received his sword from the earth immortal without injury.

When the news came out, the whole world was silent.

PS: it's five o'clock today_ ∩) O (to be continued. )

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