Before this scene happened, the Sword Soul Palace had already exploded.
Li Tianming's black sword pattern surpassed Lin Jianjia, which made the Sword Soul Palace silent.
"Ah this!"
Many elders in the Sword Soul Hall scratched their fingers to their scalp, and they couldn't imagine how to blow them.
As elders, they know better than the disciples on the Sword Monument what this trend means.
After half a month, Lin Jianjia's speed became slower and slower, with only four thousand sword patterns!
There is still six thousand left, and there is basically no chance!
On the other hand, Li Tianming became more and more skilled and faster.
His four thousand was completed in twelve days, not half a month.
Compared with the two, it is obvious which one is better and the poorest one is better and the poorest one is Lin Jianjia, who has been preparing for "time-lapse photography" for more than 20 years.
These days, Lin Xiaoyun, who was holding her hands behind her back, has a classic change in his face.
At the beginning, he smiled and calmly dealt with all kinds of compliments.
Immediately afterwards, he kept nodding, recognizing his colleagues' statement to Lin Feng that "the second half will definitely not work."
About the tenth day, he stopped moving.
Not even a single eyelash moved.
A pair of eyes stared at the picture like this.
Even he himself didn't notice it, and his face became more and more stinky.
The hands behind their backs were holding tighter and tighter.
The key is that compliments are getting fewer and fewer.
"Let Sister Jianjia drive this trash away. If you really want him to get the sword technique, it would be a waste!"
Lin Manman was furious and couldn't help but shout.
"Shut up."
Lin Wuyi covered her mouth.
Everyone looked at each other, a little embarrassed.
At this time, everyone was afraid of saying the wrong thing, so they didn't dare to say it.
So the entire Sword Soul Hall fell into a dead silence.
Anyone who coughs can be clearly heard.
Everyone's micro-expressions are very exciting.
Lin Xiaoyun had received too many compliments before and could not get out of office at this time!
This feeling was like someone using a knife to cut pieces of flesh off on his face, and his face hurt so much.
Just at this dead silent time, there was movement outside.
Boom!
The gate of the Sword Soul Hall was pushed open.
Two old men, with three beautiful little girls, walked in from outside in a swaggering manner.
"I heard that my baby grandson is understanding the inheritance of the Taixu Ancestor? He has already broken the four thousand sword barriers and is far ahead? Haha, what's wrong? There is no one who can fight."
Lin Qi served Dong Shenyue with a frosty face and walked straight into the crowd.
The best location in this viewing zone must be Lin Xiaoyun's.
However, after Dong Shenyue came, Lin Qi pressed one hand on Lin Xiaoyun's shoulder and said, "Please let's go, our old man has bad eyes and can't see my grandson clearly when he stands far."
"you!"
Lin Xiaoyun was suddenly pushed, and was so angry that smoke came from his orifices.
Just as the attack was about to happen, Dong Shenyue gave him a blank look and said, "What? Do you want to do it? Your daughter is the same virtue as you, so she can't compare to her. Do you still have any face? If you want some face in your three meridians, we don't need to stare here."
"Grandma Dongshen, the boys in the Precepts Hall did it themselves, and it has nothing to do with Jianjia. Don't swear at others." Lin Wuyi said.
"Ah, you're using these words to fool me and everyone. Do you think others have no IQ, or do you have no IQ yourself?"
Dong Shenyue's skeleton crutch hit the ground, glared at everyone, and glared at them, "I don't care. If my grandson loses the inheritance of Taixu ancestor because of being disturbed, I will demolish your Sword Soul Hall, anyway, it has no meaning to exist."
She is now confident and strong, and she is so powerful that she directly suppressed everyone present, and no one can say anything.
Dong Shenyue didn't expect that the first time he sent this grandson to the Sword Soul Purgatory, he made such a big move.
When she heard that he had broken four thousand heavy sword barriers in twelve days, she slammed her crutches into the foot.
She was the first one to be slapped in the face...
"Grandma, look, those people have been defeated."
Jiang Feiling pulled Dong Shenyue's sleeve.
"What?"
Dong Shenyue looked closely and saw a black shadow close to the bald head in the picture, guarding Li Tianming, resisting the attack of five disciples of the Precepts.
Even counterattack!
Five people were knocked out of the ancestor's sword monument in succession and all flew out.
"Ha ha!"
Dong Shenyue and Lin Feng couldn't help laughing.
"Who is this kid? Why don't he give face? Where did Lin Xiaoyun put his old face? He was killed when he interfered with others?"
Dong Shenyue's laughter echoed throughout the Sword Soul Hall.
"My grandson is a good one. He made reliable brothers so quickly, and he is not flirting with anything."
Lin Feng stroked his long beard and exclaimed.
At this time, Lin Dan came out from somewhere and said, "Second Master, mother-in-law, this is not a kid, but a girl! Her name is Lin Xiaogui, and she is a mixed blood of ghosts and gods in the lineage."
"Ga?"
Lin Yi was stunned.
After a long time, I was still a woman.
Of course, this doesn't matter anymore.
What’s important is that Lin Jianjia’s “outside move” is completely out of the question.
"The core will of our ancestors to establish the ancestor's sword monument is 'fair inheritance', and everyone has the opportunity. You educate your children to take advantage of external tricks to eliminate dissidents, which is a blasphemy against our ancestors!"
"So, be careful and look at it carefully. Don't just flatter me, don't even want to be faced."
Dong Shenyue glanced around her eyes.
Many people lowered their heads and couldn't speak.
"Don't laugh too early, there is still half a month left. Who knows what will happen next?"
Lin Wuyi sneered.
However, she didn't say that loudly.
...
On the ancestor's sword monument.
Li Tianming lay down, watched Lin Xiaogui "resist the heroes" and returned to him panting.
"Don't you thank me?" Li Tianming said.
"Are you crazy? I protected you, you should thank me."
Lin Xiaogui glared.
"No, you should thank me and give you a chance to show yourself. Let you breathe a sigh of anger." Li Tianming said.
"Eat shit, you!"
Lin Xiaogui turned his face and was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.
She glanced at Lin Jianjia, a girl with long black hair, stabbed her sword on the sword monument not far away, lowered her head slightly and looked at them coldly, with extremely gloomy eyes.
The sword in her hand pointed at Lin Xiaogui, and the intimidation in her eyes was really obvious.
She didn't say anything, but Lin Xiaogui knew what she wanted to say.
Lin Xiaogui shrank instinctively.
This is the conditioned reflex brought by the shadow of childhood.
Under this shadow, she could only lower her head and not look at her, but this could not stop the cold sweat from coming down.
In fact, after countless efforts, she is not much worse than Lin Jianjia.
However, there are some accompanying nightmares, engraved on the bones and hearts, and they cannot be forgotten if they are stronger.
childhood……
All the impressions of Lin Xiaogui are that she is fatherless and motherless, huddling in the corner like a mouse, while Lin Jianjia takes "a group of cats" to capture, tease and insult her.
Because of all this, Lin Jianjia really wants to ask her at this moment.
Chapter completed!