Wang Ting listened to Lin Fengjin's kind persuasion, but did not intend to implement it.

The most powerful legendary swordsman in the Great Perfection Realm naturally does not compete with the strength of Juekong Sword Saint, but... he is not as simple as an ordinary Great Perfection Legendary swordsman.

Soon, time had passed.

Among these three Yaos, Lin Yueer's mental and physical condition had been adjusted to the peak under the guidance of Wang Ting.

What surprised him was that perhaps because of the miracle of the descending of the Sword of the Sword, Lin Yueer's spiritual scale, which was originally impossible to break through to the sixth level, actually broke through through the adjustment of these three Yao and successfully entered the ranks of the sixth level spiritual power.

With the ability of a sixth-level spiritual abilities, she cannot guarantee that she will be promoted to the strong legendary swordsman in the future, but as long as she continues to practice, she will become a legendary swordsman in the liquefaction stage.

Moreover, the secret method of spiritual condensation given to her by Wang Ting can continue to practice, and the results may not be obvious in a short period of time. If her spiritual prowess is still acceptable, twenty or thirty years later, the spiritual scale will break through the seventh level and become a swordsman-level powerful person, which is not without hope.

The spiritual scale reached the level of the sixth-level spiritual power. Lin Yueer hit the legendary swordsman realm in the cyclone stage, which was naturally natural. When she began to hit the second stage of the cyclone, the cyclone formed a whirlpool that triggered was already enveloped in the courtyard where Lin Yueer lived, and immediately attracted the attention of most of the senior management of the Lin family.

Seeing the formation of the vortex of the vitality of the young earth, Wang Ting left Lin Yueer's courtyard.

Lin Yue'er successfully reached the cyclone stage. Within three to five years, there was even hope of being promoted to the legendary swordsman in the liquefaction stage. He had fulfilled his previous promise to her.

Next, he should also adjust his condition well.

Juekong Sword Saint is a powerful man who has cultivated his sword force to the peak. His sword force is not only refined into his blood, but also into his true qi, but also into his spirit. When the sword force moves, the three spirits and spirits will follow. Once it explodes, the power can be said to be Shi Poyao's shocked. It can be said that he is only short of the sword force refined into his blood, the sword force refined into his true qi, and the sword force refined into his spirit. The three spirits and spirits are combined into one, and they can completely enter the realm of the sword force Mahayana and become a top-level powerhouse who can also call the wind and rain in the Middle Earth world.

Facing such a strong man, even if Wang Ting has confidence in his strength, he will not dare to be careless.

In the large courtyard arranged by the Lin family, Wang Ting was quietly closing his eyes and pondering.

At the same time, through the special breathing method and the unique frequency of the magic quenching technique, the state and mental state of one's own physical body are all advancing to the peak at an extremely fast speed.

"The spiritual field in the late eighth level can only help me. Moreover, this auxiliary function can play a very limited effect against a strong man whose spiritual scale reaches the peak of the seventh level. Even when combined with the Thunder Realm, it can only have a one-hit effect at critical moments. Once the opponent is prepared, there will be no more achievements than the first-level spiritual advantage. Therefore, my maximum lethality method should be..."

As soon as he thought of this, the light burst out from Wang Ting's eyes, as if there was a peerless magic sword, which suddenly came out of the sheath.

"call out!"

In fact, it was indeed the sword unsheathed.

The moment the Ruosheng Sword was assassinated, it turned into a dazzling sword shadow, like a streaming waterfall pouring out. Every water light in the streaming waterfall is a trained sword energy, and thousands of sword energy are contained in a streaming waterfall, making this streaming waterfall shine out a glory that is so dare not look directly at.

"combine!"

With a loud shout, he suddenly said from Wang Ting's mouth. The next moment, his figure seemed to have completely merged into the void, and the sword shadow of Ruosheng Jian was completely integrated with the void. In this strange state, his sword speed seemed to have broken some kind of barrier and broken through some kind of limit. Thousands of sword shadows dissipated half of them, turning into four or five hundred sword lights, raging in the void. Each sword light assassinated out would inevitably cause a sharp roar in the void, as if at extremely fast speed and extremely strong power, all the airflow and vital energy in this place were torn apart.

Even when these sword shadows assassinate by, a faint ripple will be left in the void, which will last for a full half second to dissipate, as if the stabbing of these sword techniques has already promoted a higher-field power, a kind of sword-like sword technique recorded only in the sword-like sword technique, only those who are called the Demigod Realm can initially get into the power of space.

"As a matter of fact, I broke through the barrier of Jianwu's swing sword."

If he returns to the sheath, Wang Ting's chest will keep rising and falling, and there will be a slight breath in his mouth.

But there was a faint joy on his face, and his mental state was even more excited.

"Jian Wu Qianqiu, once it is refined, it will be difficult for even the powerful people in the Sword Saint Realm to resist. If you are not careful, the strong people who have just entered the Sword Saint Realm will be killed. At present, Jian Wu Qianqiu's sword light has broken through from the previous Thousand Ways to five hundred, and its power has increased by a full double... His power is probably enough to threaten the powerful people in the late stage of the Sword Saint..."

Wang Ting secretly estimated in his heart.

Although he was young, he had also seen a large number of strong people over the years, whether it was the battle between Mu Qingshuang and the Holy Lord of Yaoshui Palace, or the later battle of the Ascetic Saint of Koros, Xue Wuhen, Li Xiaoyun, etc., and later on the sea, the eight sword saints joined forces to siege the sword Mahayana, the little perfect sword saint of the Sith Pope Pro, who was in charge of the sword force. Each of these battles can be called a high-end duel, especially the last one, which greatly broadened the horizons of the royal court, allowing him to have a clear and intuitive understanding of the strength of the major sword saints.

"Threat the strong man in the late stage of the Sword Saint... it's not enough. Juekong Sword Saint is obviously not as simple as the late stage of the Sword Saint. He is a true peak sword Saint, and his practice in sword power has reached the peak of the third stage. In this regard, even Xi Fenglie, the second strong man in the Western Continent, cannot compete with him. If he wants to establish a victory, I need to practice this sword technique to a more advanced state, not to mention that it is a fusion into hundreds of swords and reaching the realm of the founding ancestor of the Dongyao Sword Sect back then, at least, he must also compress the number of sword lights to the range of three hundred swords!"

Thinking of this, Wang Ting tried hard to adjust his breathing, and through the unique breathing method, the microscopic and ultimate true qi operation mode, quickly recovered his own strength, and then he once again devoted himself to the practice of this swordsmanship.

Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

After one month of practice, except for Wang Ting, almost all the sword masters and great sword masters who witnessed Wang Ting's promotion to the Great Perfection Realm made breakthroughs again. In this month, for their Bai Shao's cultivation, it was a rapid increase.

Although there is only Lin Yueer and a great swordsman-level strongman in the breakthrough of cultivation level, their combat power has been improved by one level compared to previous ones with a more exquisite understanding of the field.

Lin Jiannan, the head of the Lin family who received this news, naturally regretted it. If he had known that Wang Ting was going to attack the Great Perfection Realm of the Eight Major Realms, he should have summoned all the legendary swordsmen of the family and followed Wang Ting to learn experience when he broke through the Great Perfection Realm. At that time, the middle-level strength of the entire Lin family would have reached a new level.

But this idea is unrealistic after all.

Not to mention whether Wang Ting would allow a large number of distrustful observations at such a critical moment, even the Lin family would not be able to recall all the legendary swordsmen in a short time.

At this moment, in the huge square of the Lin family, more than a dozen of the most promising strong men in the Lin family gathered here, and were walking towards the modified air patrol warship docked at the port of the square.

After missing the opportunity to be promoted to the Great Perfection, Wang Ting is about to fight with the sword saint-level powerful men in Yaokong Temple. Lin Jiannan cannot miss this duel between such a powerful legendary swordsman and the sword saint. In any case, Lin Jiannan cannot miss it. The six most promising legendary swordsmen in the family who have the most hope of breaking through the liquefaction stage and the three legendary swordsmen in the cyclone stage were all summoned back by them.

Of course, Lin Dong, Lin Daoyang and Lin Yueer, who had followed Wang Ting before, were naturally in this team. In addition, the two ancestors of the Lin family also came Lin Zhenhua. Although another sword saint, Lin Fengjin, was unwilling to miss this decisive battle that would be recorded in the history of Xuanfeng Continent, the Lin family had a great cause and had drawn so many masters at once. Even the patriarch was temporarily out, so he had to stay and stay in charge. Otherwise, if something big happened, he would know what consequences would be.

Together with the entry, the patrol warships had already flew to the sky with a rumbling sound and headed towards the mainland at an extremely fast speed.

On the air patrol warship, many legendary swordsmen who were suddenly summoned obviously did not know what the purpose of their trip was. They looked curiously and looked at each other. If it weren't for the Sword Saint's Ancestor Lin Zhenhua, they would have been unable to help but inquire about each other secretly.

"Your Highness Wang Ting, you really decided to challenge Juekong Sword Saint?"

Lin Zhenhua came to Wang Ting, who was standing in front of the deck, and asked.

"Compared with the Cangkong Sword Saint, Juekong Sword Saint, the most powerful man in Xuanfeng Continent, is even more challenging."
Chapter completed!