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Chapter 140: Afterimage of Sword Cultivator (274 votes to add chapter)

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    If the stalemate continues, he will definitely be the one who suffers. The dragon battle formation lasted only two sticks of incense, and now half of the time has been spent. Where should we go? Xie Donglai made some calculations in his heart.

    Originally, he planned to let the sword formation of the monks at the core formation stage trap the opponent for a while. As long as he only had a little time, he could immediately take action and kill the opponent in one fell swoop. However, at the critical moment, those elders were actually afraid. As a last resort, he took action himself.  , but unfortunately, I didn¡¯t expect that the other party would see through the truth.

    At this time, it was difficult to get off the tiger. He stared at Wang Lin and remained silent.

    Wang Lin glanced at the other party and pulled Li Muwan back ten feet again, the sarcasm in his eyes getting stronger.  Jie Donglai sighed secretly, stepped back and landed on the dragon's head. He took a deep breath and said calmly: "That's it, I admit defeat." As he said that, he tapped the dragon's head lightly under his feet, and bursts of spiritual power came from his body.  Quickly flow back into the faucet.

    The light in the dragon's eyes became brighter and brighter, and a thick halo of spiritual power spread rapidly downward from the dragon's head. Jie Donglai's body also trembled with the passage of spiritual power, and a painful expression appeared on his face.  .

    Slowly, his expression became more and more painful, and his swollen body slowly shrank. Finally, he was panting heavily and half-kneeling on the dragon's head. His whole body seemed to have aged decades at a time. He raised his head and looked weak.  He said: "I admit defeat. From now on, I am willing to listen to your orders. This is the order of the leader of the Douxie Sect." As he said that, with trembling hands, he took out a palm-sized triangular purple-red token, and with difficulty forced out a trace of it.  Spiritual power, this order immediately floated forward slowly.

    Wang Lin's eyes flashed, he looked at Jie Donglai, then at the token. Suddenly his eyes narrowed, and without saying a word, he pulled Li Muwan back a few feet again.

    The moment Wang Lin retreated, an afterimage of Jie Donglai immediately appeared in front of him. The afterimage turned into a sword light and stabbed Wang Lin instantly at an extremely fast speed.

    Wang Lin¡¯s speed was already very fast, but it was still not as fast as the flying sword. After retreating more than thirty feet, the flying sword flashed out and stabbed his chest.  The speed of the flying sword is so fast that it is almost as fast as the teleportation of the crystal light sword.

    In the lightning flash, the flying sword pierced his chest. At this moment, the flying sword suddenly stopped. The defensive power of the dragon's leather armor blocked it a little. The two fingers of Wang Lin's right hand were clamped in like pliers.  On the sword.

    Wang Lin¡¯s face was gloomy. The opponent¡¯s flying sword was hard to guard against. Fortunately, he was more than a hundred feet away. There was more or less a delay from when the flying sword was shot to when it approached. Otherwise, the ghosts would be unimaginable.

    The flying sword trembled a few times, and immediately shattered from the center. A black flame spread out from the sword, silently wrapping the entire sword body, and soon turned into ashes.

    The moment the black flame appeared, Wang Lin loosened his fingers and stared at Jie Donglai above the dragon's head with cold eyes.

    Jie Donglai¡¯s eyes showed regret, and his body turned into fly ash and disappeared.  This last blow is his trump card and the biggest secret in his life.

    "Thishe is a sword cultivator!" Li Muwan covered her lips slightly, her face full of shock. The scene just now made her heart still tremble.

    Sword cultivation, there were many practitioners in ancient times, but now, few people only cultivate a flying sword, but use the flying sword as one of their magic weapons.

    Sword cultivators, both in terms of speed and attack, are much higher than ordinary monks. At the same time, there are also many sword cultivators. Only by learning the top-level formulas and getting a top-grade flying sword can you truly use your sword.  Xiu¡¯s terrifying strength.

    Jie Donglai's sword cultivation formula is obviously not good, and the quality of the flying sword is also ordinary. Otherwise, with the strong attack power of the sword cultivation, and his cultivation in the middle stage of pill formation, he would have been able to sweep through South Dou City long ago, and he would not be defeated.  Suppressed here.

    Fighting alone, his flying sword can still win by surprise, but if there are many enemies and he cannot disperse the attack, he only has one chance to take action.

    This last blow was when Jie Donglai shot out the sword pellet from the sword in his body. This sword pellet was actually his golden elixir. He was originally planning to win by surprise, but unfortunately, it failed in the end.

    When Jie Donglai died, the two brothers Munan and Mubei were the happiest. They looked at each other and immediately understood. At the same time, they fell to the ground in the direction of Wang Lin and said loudly: "Welcome to the master!"

    Shangguan Mo secretly scolded the Mu brothers for being shameless, but then he quickly came to Wang Lin's side with a serious expression on his face. He bent down and said respectfully, "Congratulations, Master, for becoming the leader of the Fighting Evil Sect."

    The ten elders of the Douxie Sect who formed the sword formation also put away their flying swords at this time, with quite embarrassed looks on their faces. After a moment of silence, they all bowed and saluted in the direction of Wang Lin. Their meaning was self-evident.

    As for the tens of thousands of brothers on the dragon scale,After that, Wang Lin took a deep breath, raised his head and looked at Situ Nan's Nascent Soul. With deep gratitude in his eyes, he whispered: "Situ, don't worry, I have formed the elixir now. After that, the Nascent Soul, Huashen, etc.  One day, I will reach the stage of infant transformation, and I will definitely send you out from here and choose a physical body for you. This is my, Wang Lin, promise to you!"

    After saying that, Wang Lin stood up, bowed deeply to Situ Nan's Nascent Soul, then disappeared from the place with a sway of his body, and left here.

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