I, Wudang’s Shepherd, Signed In For 50 Years

Suddenly, a ding ding dong dong hum of gold and iron continued to sound, and countless sound waves spread out again like sound waves.

Sure enough, the sound waves at this time don't seem to be too big, it seems to win by quantity.

But it is not.

The attack power this time is far more powerful than the previous Sanskrit impact.

Upon seeing this, Lin Chuan touched his chin and took out a flute calmly.

With a wave of his hand on the ground, the Inner Strength gushes out, setting off a lot of mud and stones.

Twisted them together and solidified, condensed into a stone chair, and then he sat on it like this.

Leaning against the stone chair, he put the flute close to his mouth.

With the sound of breathing, bursts of rhythmic sounds sounded quickly.

The surging Inner Strength constantly fluctuates, and the sound spreads outward through the emission of Inner Strength.

A Jade Tide Birth Tune, performed brilliantly here!

There is circulation in the quiet, and gentleness in the high.

The voice rushed up and down quickly, in which there was not only the meaning of high mountains and running water, but also the freezing of three feet of cold.

The tune played on Lin Chuan's flute is surprisingly the tune of Bihai Chaosheng.

One after another, the familiar smell entered the ears. Yin Huaiyu and the others immediately realized the field of battle and hurriedly shouted.

"Close your ears and be careful of shocks!"

Hearing what Elder said on the stage, the abbot was busy reminding him.

While the sound was washed away, the invisible force spread, squeezing the air, and let out waves of mourning.

The two sound waves collided together, and there was no change in heaven shaking, earth shattering, and no sound riots were triggered, but they were constantly offsetting each other.

At this speed, one of the parties will soon disappear and cease to exist.

Kuhe's arms trembled faster and faster, and even shivered out of afterimages.

The sound of the bell of the Zen stick became more and more terrifying.

On the other hand, Lin Chuan still has a relaxed look. It doesn't seem to bring him any pressure, but the speed of the song is slightly faster.

In the ripples and cancellations, a silent wave of air quietly dispersed.

This naked eye battle, which was extremely difficult to distinguish, quickly became more and more intense.

At the end, the yellow lightning, which represents the fragmentation of space, even appeared in the range of the fight.

Finally, Jade Tide Birth Tune came to an end, and the trembling sound wave of the Zen stick was firm to the end.

Now that the two sides are competing, who can't hold it first!

Only one side has a relaxed face, and one side is already shaking hands quickly.

There is no doubt which of the two is strong and which is weak.

Finally, the arm that had been shaking to the afterimage state stopped, and then the bitter river groaned, the whole person retreated four steps in a row, and his face was complicated.

Slightly inferior in strength, the opponent is similar to himself in terms of skills, and now even the sonic martial arts has suffered a loss.

Could it be that based on the superficial strength alone, is he really not his opponent?

Chapter 196: The Power of the Roots

Feeling the power of Lin Chuan, Kuhe did not lose his soul, but became extremely excited.

He challenged all Great Sects to create an action that was almost slapped in the face like kicking the mountain.

The purpose is to find a real opponent.

And now, Lin Chuan's response has made him completely excited.

Facing an opponent who doesn't lose to himself at all, and can even overpower himself.

This kind of battle is what he really wants, and it can really make him feel exciting!

With a cry of excitement, Kuhe took off the Buddhist bead with his left hand and put it on his neck.

Suddenly, an extra power generated out of thin air that did not belong to him could not stop radiating out.

The space in this brief moment violently oscillated, countless water waves rippled open, and a suffocating pressure suddenly came to this area.

The many Wudang dísciples watching the battle in front of the Wudang great hall, in this brief moment, seemed to feel the absolute suppression from the bloodline.

This suppression is not the strength and weakness of the cultivation base, nor the horrible murderous aura produced by overkill.

Rather, it comes from the coercion transmitted by each cell, originating from the superior.

This is the source of power! It is the absolute suppression of the superior to the inferior!

They just felt the breath escaping from the bitter river, and their bodies trembled not freely.

The operation of Inner Strength slowed down, the flow of blood slowed down, and an indescribable fear appeared in their minds inexplicably.

Motivated them, even unable to directly see that silhouette in the field.

Not only those dísciples with a low cultivation base, even Sword God, Yin Huaiyu and the others, in this brief moment also felt this pressure.

Fortunately, their cultivation base is relatively high and their strength is relatively strong. They are able to veto this pressure with a firm will, and barely deal with it directly.

But this kind of inexplicable pressure still brings them both psychological and spiritual oppression, and the stormy sea is turned up in their spiritual world within the realm.

They can't understand, they can't understand, they can't even explain this awkward feeling.

I only feel that there is a strange lack of strength between myself and the bitter river in removing the cultivation base.

Lin Chuan was also quite surprised looking at the bitter river, his eyes kept flowing on the string of Buddhist beads on his left hand and neck.

This is really beyond his expectation.

He previously thought that the string of beads should be a multi-functional magic weapon, which can not only display the previous kind of beads attack, but also resist certain power erosion.

But now it seems that I didn't expect the focus.

The function of this thing turned out to be a seal and suppression!

He is really an ascetic monk. It is really interesting to suppress himself in this way.

When thinking about this, Lin Chuan finally felt the peculiar power.

For some reason, this kind of power had a profound effect on his silhouette, but it did make him feel a little palpitated.

Even so, Lin Chuan was impressed.

It can make him feel heart palpitations, and the strength of this force must be far beyond imagination.

In theory, a powerful force is like a double-edged sword, which will harm other people as well as yourself.

But no matter how sharp its blade is, if it wants to fully play its role, the holder must have the corresponding power.

Otherwise, it is equivalent to a few-year-old baby wielding a sword as large as his height, and it is difficult to pose a threat to an adult.

It just so happens that Kuhe is the master of this sword.

The ability he possesses is not only a child, but a real Martial Dao expert.

"Things have become interesting."

With a chuckle, Lin Chuan finally showed a dignified look in his eyes.

At this point, he finally looked at the guy in front of him and launched an attack on his own initiative.

The ice rock sword is horizontally in front of him, and Lin Chuan's three left fingers are attached to the edge of the blade.

When he moved his feet, he moved horizontally for several tens of meters and rushed to Kuhe.

The tip of his sword happened to hit the opponent's neck, and it would pierce the opponent's flesh and blood with just a little effort.

There was a smile on Kuhe’s face, and he did not panic at all.

one after another The special power glowing with purple fluctuates in his body, surging this.

The force quickly seeped out and turned into a special film covering the body.

The tip of the Ice Flame sword was placed on it, only to feel that it had pierced some extremely strong hard object, and could not make any progress.

"Tsk."

Lin Chuan slapped his lips, a sudden force on his wrist.

The cold sword qi suddenly came out of the sword, tangentially towards the film, and strangling towards the opponent's neck.

The power of purple is really weird, just a little bit is extremely tenacious.

But any powerful force has no meaning under the premise of losing its absolute advantage in quantity.

Facing the scary sword qi released by Lin Chuan almost close to his body, the purple film shattered suddenly after only persisting.

If Lin Chuan hadn't left his hand, I am afraid that the moment just now would be enough to kill him!

Kuhe finally changed his complexion this time, his silhouette moved and quickly withdrew more than ten meters.

Lin Chuan has a smug look on his face, he looked at the bitter river that was almost breaking, and said laughed heartily.

"Although the power is strong, it is human beings after all."

"If it is always so prolonged, it will die at this point when it is said."

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"At that time, no matter how powerful innate talent and weird power were, there would be no use."

Kuhe was silent, and a moment later bowed slightly to Lin Chuan. , Be regarded as a thank you for staying a while ago.

Then, his right foot fell back half a step, his toes nodded, his whole body bowed slightly, and he fell into a strange state.

This kind of light purple power kept rushing in his body and soon replaced the existence of Inner Strength.

Although Inner Strength is weak and gradually disappearing, the strength of this painstaking river is not falling but rising.

His cultivation base is also very upward climbing, and soon reached the Peak of Absolute Peak.

It seems that you can step into the realm of the Martial Emperor with just one step.

Of course, it's not so easy to enter just by this one-handed approach.

Since ancient times, how many Martial Dao experts are stuck on this step, so that they can no longer reach the peak.

But at this time, Lin Chuan's attention is no longer on his cultivation base.

Compared to this point, this weird purple power makes him more important and curious about it.

Looking around, Kuhe’s body at this moment has been completely flooded by this light purple power.

The inconceivable power is constantly revealed!

"What is this?"

Lin Chuan became more and more curious, so he simply asked.

Kuhe didn't hesitate and didn't mean to keep it secret.

He just replied with a chuckle.

"This is the power at the root."

Chapter One Hundred 97 Strange Power

"The power at the root?"

Said to himself, Lin Chuan brows tightly frowns.

For a while, he didn't seem to understand the meaning of this word.

Although this sounds very common, but it has a special charm.