Everyone had different reactions, but Lin Xiao's face was always solemn.

From the moment Ao Changkong began to gather momentum, Lin Xiao knew that the sixth sword of Dahe Sword Technique would definitely not be simple.

At this moment, as Ao Changkong drew his sword, the power of this sixth sword was even more terrifying than the previous five swords combined!

Bai Yuan slashed at Lin Xiao, and Ao Changkong no longer had the strength to speak.

This sixth sword condensed all his strength, and also condensed his lifelong understanding of swordsmanship and martial arts!

"when!"

A loud bang of gold and iron echoed loudly, shocking everyone into a trance.

In an instant, smoke and dust flew everywhere, blocking everyone's sight. Even with their strength as Grandmasters, they were unable to see through the smoke and dust, and they didn't know what was happening in the smoke and dust.

However, everyone clearly saw that after the loud noise was heard, the break in the Tianhe began to slowly disappear, and the raging river returned to its former appearance.

"Clang!"

A sound came, and everyone followed the sound.

But he saw the thick nine-ringed golden sword flying out of the smoke and dust and falling to the ground not far away.

The nine-ring golden sword is named after the nine golden rings on the back of the sword.

But at this time, only two of the nine golden rings were left, and the other seven golden rings had long since disappeared!

Even the thick blade has been obviously bent, and there are several gaps in the blade!

Such a thick nine-ringed golden sword is like this. If it were replaced by an ordinary weapon, I am afraid it would have broken into several pieces by now!

"Hiss! Old Chen, your family heirloom won't be ruined, will it?"

Lao Jin took a breath, looked at Lao Chen aside and said.

Lao Chen didn't reply, but stared solemnly at the smoke and dust in the sky.

Seeing him like this, Old Song on the side also said in a deep voice: "Mr. Lin's safety is the most important. The Nine-ringed Golden Sword can be recreated as long as the same materials are found."

Each of the hundreds of members of the Clan Alliance had solemn expressions, but obvious worry could be seen in their eyes.

Lin Xiao is the backbone of the Zongmeng. If something happens to him, Zongmeng, a huge force that has just been established, may soon fall apart!

"Hahaha! This sword has reached the point of being scrapped, and Lin Xiao may have died under the master's sword!"

"It's simply ridiculous for a young boy to want to get involved in Northwest martial arts!"

Shen Jian's expression relaxed and he said with a big smile.

Yu Wenhan on the side shook his head slightly, his eyes full of disappointment.

He didn't understand why the sect leader, who was usually stable, became like this after meeting Lin Xiao.

Such an appearance is obviously not what a sect leader should have!

However, Shen Jian was the master of the Sword Sect after all, and Yu Wenhan didn't say much.

In a corner of the crowd, Mo Qingqiu and Duan Yu looked at the huge smoke and dust beside the Tianhe River with blank expressions.

"This Lin Xiao...couldn't he really be killed by Senior Ao with a sword?"

Duan Yu murmured.

This time, Mo Qingqiu remained silent. Obviously, he was not sure who the final winner of this battle would be.
Chapter completed!