Lin Tian takes back his sword and kicks Mo Kong''s waist.

    With a bang, Mokong flew upside down, flipped a few circles in the air, barely holding his body. On the ground, staring at Lin Tian, Mo Kong''s face became gloomy.

    Holding a long sword, Lin Tianli stands on the stage and looks at everyone indifferently.

    "Come along!"

    He said coldly.

    His black hair danced lightly in front of his forehead. At this moment, he stood there like an immortal sword God.

    Many of the disciples were shocked by this momentum.

    "What a strong posture!"

    "Do you really want to fight alone with 24 people?"

    "This..."

    A lot of people gaped.

    In the distance, Mu Qing and Shi Dong stare at Lin Tian''s figure and are also in a trance.

    "This guy."

    Su Shu mutters that it''s not the first time for her to see Lin Tian''s strong posture, but she is still a little frightened at the moment.

    After all, it''s a pair of twenty-four at the moment, among which there are three strong men with nine weights.

    "If one wants to fight twenty-four alone, he will not be able to measure his own strength."

    Lu Sheng hums coldly.

    After the rockery not far away, the eyes of several neifu disciples were shining.

    "This Lin Tian is really unusual. Under such circumstances, he can still have such fighting spirit. What a strong spirit!"

    "Unfortunately, courage doesn''t work wonders."

    "So what! Whether he can enter neifu or not, he has won the contest! "

    Several people were carrying their hands.

    ……

    On the high platform, looking at Lin Tian, who was independent with his sword, many of the 24 people were moved.

    At the moment, the momentum of Lin Tian makes many people tremble.

    Mo Kong glanced at the crowd and said in a low voice: "it''s hard to fight with two fists and four legs. There are many of us. He''s not an opponent! Together With that, he was the first to rush up, and the thousand spirit Sabre technique was unfolded, shaking out the sky full of sabre gang.

    "Do it!"

    Rong Xiu said in a deep voice and pressed up with a long gun.

    At the same time, Hua Yongchang displayed his excellent martial arts skills of refining his body and cleaved Lin Tian with a long halberd.

    The three moved, and the others all moved.

    "Boom!"

    All of a sudden, twenty-four powerful and violent forces surged, and the light of various martial arts skills intertwined on the high stage.

    These people are at least in the seven days of physical training, dozens of people''s attacks surrounded, almost forming an impenetrable attack barrier.

    Staring at this scene, many observers took in air-conditioning. This kind of attack is a little terrible. Who can stop it? Looking at the high platform, people''s eyes all involuntarily fall on Lin Tian.

    "Can you stop it?"

    Someone murmured.

    Facing such intensive attack, Lin Tian''s eyes seem calm and indifferent.

    The next moment, Lin Tian moved, just like a flash of lightning, and rushed directly towards the 24 people, as if he had not seen the joint attack of the 24 people.

    This action makes everyone change color.

    "Is he crazy?"

    Someone cried.

    It is not only these observers, but also MuQing and Shidong who are moved. From the perspective of their cultivation at the top of their spiritual pulse, Lin Tian''s action is undoubtedly very irrational.

    The intense light of martial arts was in full swing. In an instant, he met Lin Tian who rushed to the front.

    Many people stare at the scene, eyes wide.

    "Whoosh!"

    A flash of light, Lin Tian''s speed suddenly faster, facing the dense sword light, his body flashed through the gap of the sword light, directly into the 24 people.

    "This..."

    "How did he avoid such a dense attack?"

    "No way?"

    Many people''s eyes were straight. Twenty four people attacked and killed at the same time. The light curtain of attack was almost unshakable. However, Lin Tian rushed into the encirclement of twenty-four people from the gap of such intensive attacks. How keen judgment and terrible speed would it take to do this?

    Of the 24, most of the disciples were as horrified as many observers.

    At this time, Lin Tian has forced one of them.

    This is a disciple of the seven peaks of physical training. Seeing Lin Tian appear in front of him, his face suddenly changes, and the sword in his hand fiercely cleaves to Lin Tian.

    Lin Tian''s face was expressionless. He turned aside and made a fist with his left hand.

    Bang, with a scream, the figure of this man was boxed and directly rolled down the high ring, fell on all fours to the ground, unable to stand up for a while.

    "So strong!"

    Some observers exclaimed.

    He rushed into twenty-four people alone and flew one in an instant. This combat power really made many people tremble.

    Such a scene naturally moved other people on the stage.

    This power made many disciples tremble.

    "Don''t mess with yourself."

    Mo empty drink, said, he appeared in front of Lin Tian, thousand spirit sword show, dense knife awn spin cut down.

    Lin Tian''s face is expressionless, and the secret of Tianyi''s soul is running. His perception is enhanced unprecedentedly. He keenly captures the track of every tricky knife and cuts it one by one with his long sword.

    "You..."

    Mo Kong changes color. No one has ever been able to deal with thousand spirit Sabre so calmly.

    The sword roars, and the sword in Lin Tian''s hand cuts out.

    Mo Kong changed color and quickly raised his long knife to greet him.

    The swords and swords intersected, and with a bang, a strong force passed from the sword body in Lin Tian''s hand, and Mo kongzhen retreated a few steps.

    "Don''t worry, I''ll leave you to the end, let you watch me kick the others one by one, and then you will know how stupid and self righteous you are."

    Lin Tian said indifferently.

    "Keng!"

    Dao Gang rings out. It comes from behind. Someone cuts off from behind with a broadsword.

    This is a strong man with eight levels of physical training. He has great strength and is very strong.

    Lin Tian''s face was expressionless, and his eyes seemed to grow behind him. One side of his body escaped the blow. Immediately, he reached out his left hand and grasped the wrist of the disciple holding the knife. He pressed it down with a little force, and the sound of bone fracture suddenly came out.

    "Ah

    There was a scream from the disciple.

    Lin Tian raises his leg and kicks it out.

    With a bang, the disciple with the knife flew horizontally, coughed blood in the air and fell out of the main challenge arena.

    The second person was blasted off the challenge arena!

    "Together!"

    Someone cheered.

    Zhao Lin was the one who spoke. His cultivation was at the peak of eight levels of physical training, ranking sixth in the outer palace.

    At that time, the others responded and all attacked Lin Tian.

    The concentrated attacks come together. The shadow of fist, leg power, sword, sword light, shooting technique, halberd technique, and all kinds of martial arts light emerge one after another. At the same time, they press Lin Tian.

    Facing this attack, Lin Tian''s expression is very calm. When tianyihunjue started to work, his perception became extremely sharp. After that, he stepped on Liangyi steps and flickered like light among 22 people.

    "Keng!"

    The sharp sound of the sword sounded, and the sword in Lin Tian''s hand swept out.

    "Ah

    "Ah

    "Ah

    Screams rang out one after another, and a little blood mist floated in the air.

    Lin Tianzao has already cultivated the Jingfeng sword formula to a great level. Now he uses the nine fold cultivation as his first style of sword of destruction, which shows the powerful power of this kind of martial arts, and makes the three lose their fighting power in an instant.

    Many people were moved by the terrible sword.

    "Jingfeng sword formula? He has practiced this set of martial arts skills! "

    Some disciples of neifu frowned.

    Jing Feng Jian Jue is famous for its difficult cultivation. No one has chosen this set of martial arts skills in the martial arts mansion for several years. Several disciples of the martial arts mansion didn''t expect that Lin Tian chose this set of martial arts skills, and he has cultivated it to such an extraordinary degree.

    On the high stage, after cutting out the sword of destruction, Lin Tian didn''t stop himself. After swinging Rongxiu''s long gun, he avoided the black halberd swept by Hua Yongchang, clenched his left hand and waved it.

    "Fire fist!"

    He said coldly.

    In an instant, the shadow of eighteen firelight fists appeared and hit all directions.

    "A small skill of carving insects!"

    Mokong said.

    A thousand spirit sword light cut, press toward eighteen fire fists.

    At this time, Lin Tian''s figure appeared in front of him, kicking out.

    Mo Kong changes color and raises his long knife across his chest in a hurry.

    Lin Tian''s right leg is on the body of the knife. Mo Kong only feels a strong force like a mountain and a sea. The strong force is passed to him along the body of the knife, and it flies with a bang.

    Then, the screams of terror sounded almost at the same time.

    Some people are attacked by Lin Tian''s fire boxing. The fire of Zhenyuan haodang ignites this person''s clothes and makes this person turn into a torch in the twinkling of an eye.

    The man cried out in a panic. He accidentally stepped on the air and fell down from the main challenge arena.

    "What a shame

    Some observers despised it, and dozens of people worked together to besiege one, but it was so unbearable.

    When many people set their eyes on Lin Tian again, they could not help but become awed, especially many new students, with a look of worship.

    How powerful it is to fight alone against twenty-four people and make six people lose in an instant!

    "This little fellow is really interesting!"

    In the distance, Shidong said with a smile.

    Mu Qing nodded, with a smile on her face. Looking at Lin Tian in the main challenge arena, the more satisfied she was.

    In the main challenge arena, Lin Tian does not stop after kicking Mokong. He moves his step and cuts another person with his long sword. With a bang, this man''s weapon was hit by Lin Tian, and he hit Lin Tian hard in his abdomen. He immediately fell to the ground, and his painful cheek was twisted.

    Lin Tian didn''t even look at the man. He raised his leg and kicked him out of the main challenge arena.

    On the main challenge arena, the faces of the others became ugly.

    It''s only a quarter of an hour. Twenty four people besieged Lin Tian, but now seven people lost!

    Lin Tianli was standing in the middle of the seventeen people. His clothes danced lightly and he was calm.

    "It''s still early. Let''s take our time."

    He said faintly.

    Such attitude, such words, suddenly make these people change color.

    "Arrogant!"

    "Arrogance

    Rong Xiu and Hua Yongchang cheered one after another.

    At the same time, more than ten other people also showed their anger.

    "Let''s go together!"

    "Beat him down!"

    "No more mercy!"

    Many people cheered.

    The people who can stand here are all elites in the foreign government. They are all elites, and the elites are naturally very proud. At the moment, they are surrounded by one person, but the other party has such an attitude that he looks down on them and doesn''t look down on them at all, which naturally makes these people angry.

    "Boom!"

    In a flash, more than ten people broke out at the same time, and the mighty Zhenyuan was in the main arena.

    Facing this power, Lin Tian''s expression did not change at all.

    Holding a long sword, his clothes are hunting in the wind and waves. He is alone, but he is pushing towards more than ten people step by step: "with you, together, it''s just a group of wine bags and rice bags."