Xiao Yu has many unique skills. He doesn't use them, not because he lacks skills, but because he wants to be familiar with the use of Fu.
Those are his original strength, his cards, and he will not use them until he has real strength.
Just like now, Lin Shiwei is aggressive and bullying, and Xiao Yu's heart is in the mystery of the julingta, so he doesn't want to delay.
In addition, in such a small space, he could not use his magic power, and he did not need to use spirit tools.
Xiao Yu is still sitting cross legged on the stone platform. In his eyes, the meaning of killing is extremely fierce.
It was like a sword without scabbard. Before scabbard, it was a gentleman. After scabbard, it was the executioner.
This is what Xiao Yu feels to Lin Shiwei.
"If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end on the competition stage. If you come to disturb my cultivation, I will never keep my hand!"
"Boom!"
Leaving this sentence, Shimen watched again, but Lin Shiwei did not move.
In other words, he did not have the confidence to defeat the other side at all.
The opponent's attack without knowing why made him break the magic sword skill that he had worked hard for years, or was it so simple? What would he take to fight against others?
Don't know how, that pair of deep but contains sharp eyes, let Lin Shiwei's soul is shaking for a while.
The corridor is very quiet, and even some disciples of other sects have all kinds of looks on their faces.
Some were surprised, some seemed to laugh, some were dignified, and some even laughed at.
The seven sects are the general name of different sects, not to mention the different sects. Even within the same sect, there are also different thoughts and competitions.
Now Lin Shiwei, the so-called seventh inner disciple of xuanjian Pavilion, is so mercilessly crushed. He is still a young man in the later stage of the real Dan realm of Xiaoyao gate!
How can the face of xuanjian Pavilion be better?
Any clan, of course, wants to surpass other sects in overall strength and reputation.
Although the overall strength of xuanjian Pavilion, fengmeimen and Baiyu Valley is not much different, in fact, they are almost the lowest of the seven sects.
There is no need to say that xiaoyaomen, which is almost universally acknowledged, is about to become a second class sect.
The overall strength of haotianzong is the strongest, with the most powerful elders in zhenzhuan, Neimen and zongmen.
The magic moon sect is an old millennium sect. It has never been contested or robbed. No one knows its real strength, but over the years, haotianzong dare not provoke them.
Then there was the purple spirit sect.
The purple spirit sect is a large array sect, which is a strange existence, because the array is the power of the soul, not a kind of spiritual cultivation.
On the contrary, because the disciples of Ziling sect are all array mages, no one is willing to fight with them. Everyone knows the difficulty of the array and the diversity and horror of the array.
Therefore, relatively speaking, the wind cover door, xuanjian Pavilion and Baiyu valley are the least existential.
Of course, even if there is no sense of existence, it is limited to the seven schools.
For the other second and third class sects, then these are the major ones.
"Brother Lin..."
"Go
Lin Shiwei's face was very gloomy when he was looked at by such a man. He took a dead look at the stone chamber. The three young men in brown clothes fled.
After he came out, the young man in black finally couldn't help asking, "brother Lin, this boy is too arrogant. With elder brother Lin's strength, there is no need to be afraid of..."
Lin Shiwei sipped the chill of killing in his eyes and said: "this man is not simple. It's not here to kill him! It's not the time. When I get to the seven swords, I need him to try the humiliation of today
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