Chapter 224: Huangquan Sword Box, Asking for the Sword

"Son of the Holy Land, there is no need to worry. I dare not say anything about Baiyujing, but in terms of intelligence, even the major holy lands, even the Renzu Temple and Tianji Pavilion, are far inferior to Baiyujing."

The green-shirted masked man said indifferently. This is a confidence, from the confidence in Baiyujing!

However, the green-shirted masked man looked at Lin Xuan's unmoved face and sighed slightly. If he didn't show some real things, it is estimated that the son of the Holy Land in front of him would not believe it.

As the quasi-son of Xuantian Holy Land, Lin Xuan naturally would not believe what the green-shirted masked man said casually, even though he knew in his heart that what the man in front of him said was probably true.

"As far as I know, Son of the Holy Land, Lin...you...should be born with knowledge!"

Boom

Lin Xuan's eyes condensed, and a terrifying momentum burst out, the divine light rushed into the sky, the mist was hazy, and in an instant the sun was covered by a monstrous breath.

Born knowing, this is his biggest secret. The person in front of him who claims to be a member of Baiyujing actually knows it. Obviously, they know even more than he does!

"How terrifying... The master's momentum alone can suppress me so much that I can't move!"

At this moment, the followers on the ship felt an unmatched breath coming down, which was more terrifying than the breath they felt from the two accompanying elders of Xuantian Holy Land!

Lin Xuan usually restrains his cultivation. Except for Zhou Weiwo and Li Tianxing who have seen the tip of Lin Xuan's iceberg, the others know that Lin Xuan is very strong, but they only know it from a few words and have never really seen Lin Xuan take action.

Now... they can see it!

"Sure enough, seeing is worse than thinking. Such a terrifying opponent, hahahaha!"

"I like him very much!"

The green-shirted masked man burst into a monstrous fighting spirit. For a genius like him, whether he wins or loses, as long as he fights with such a terrifying and powerful opponent, he will get great benefits!

Winning or losing is not important to a true genius. To integrate all the ways, to understand the past and present, to walk one's own way, to look at the result instead of the process, this is the real supreme talent!

"Lin Shengzi is destined to be a swordsman, and his attainments in the swordsmanship are unprecedented and unparalleled"

"I have nine swords, please take a look at them, Lin Shengzi"

The man in the green shirt and mask slapped the sword box with his right hand, and the other eight flying swords in the sword box flew into the air.

"This thing is the fruit of my second life, called the Huangquan Sword Box, which contains nine swords"

"One, the bright moon"

The sword body is like a crescent moon, emitting silver light, turning into a silver stream of light, like a falling moon, smashing directly towards Lin Xuan.

The speed is so fast that even the two elders of the Xuantian Holy Land who are in the state of conferring saints cannot see clearly, and in a blink of an eye, they actually came to Lin Xuan.

"Divine Power·Time Stop"

The sky and the earth turned gray in an instant, and a crescent-shaped sword stopped in front of him. He could not move forward within three miles.

"This sword is good!"

Lin Xuan praised it rarely, and his expression became more serious. He knew how difficult it was for a person to have nine different natal swords.

The natal sword not only needs to fit itself, but also needs time to be nurtured. The materials used to cast it are rare in the ages, not to mention that the green-shirted masked man has nine different swords in his sword box, all with different energies.

He had only seen such a method on the second page of the Body Book, but...the materials needed to cast it were too precious. Even if Lin Xuan was the quasi-holy son of Xuantian Holy Land, Xuantian Holy Land would not give these materials to Lin Xuan for free.

Someone cast nine swords that were similar to the twelve flying swords in the Body Book, which made Lin Xuan a little interested.

"Thank you for the compliment, Saint Lin"

The green-shirted masked man and Lin Xuan looked at each other and said with a smile. The two sides were more like chatting and discussing, without any killing intention.

"The second sword is called Frost"

A long sword with a transparent body flew into the air, and the sword body was covered with layers of frost. When the sword was thrust out, time and space seemed to be frozen, and the time-stopping field where Lin Xuan was located actually showed a series of frost.

"Interesting, breaking the time-stopping field by freezing time and space"

Lin Xuan said with interest. He had only felt the extreme meaning of ice in the head of Shangqing Xianzong, Xue Qianxun. Although this sword was not as high as Xue Qianxun's, it was comparable to the magical power of ordinary extreme ice immortals.

However, in the battle of Shangqing Xianzong, Xue Qianxun and Shangqing Xianzong disappeared.

Just as the Frost Sword broke Lin Xuan's time-stopping field, the Moonlight Sword on the other side broke free from the blockade of time and followed.

Behind Lin Xuan, divine light flashed, and then turned into a divine wheel, as dazzling as the sun. Lin Xuan raised his hand, and a golden sword intent shot out and collided with the Moon Sword.

In an instant, the world was shaken, as if the moon in the sky fell and hit the ground, accompanied by a dazzling moonlight flash, and there was only a deep pit in the radius of ten thousand miles.

"Is this... really the strength of the younger generation?"

The two elders of Xuantian Holy Land who took action to resist the aftermath looked at the scene in front of them, stunned, and their faces twitched.

"Could it be... Is this the power of stepping into that level?"

Nangong Chi and Yang Poxiao looked at this scene in a daze, their Dao hearts almost collapsed. No wonder they said that if you don't enter the taboo, you are all ants. Whether it is Lin Xuan or the blue-shirted man from Baiyujing, the strength of both of them is only in the realm of breaking the void, but the fluctuations caused are comparable to the realm of conferred saints. If they fight in the same realm, they may not even be able to withstand the pressure.

"No... the master is not at the ordinary level!"

Li Tianxing added that in the trial of all races, there are many prodigies and demons who have entered the taboo level, but in Lin Xuan's hands, that level is no different from a chicken.

This is a prodigy far beyond the taboo level!

Whether it is Lin Xuan or the heir of Baiyujing, they are far above the ordinary taboo!

........

Two consecutive swords, the means of the blue-shirted masked man really made Lin Xuan look at him differently.

"Keep going!"

Lin Xuan knocked down the Mingyue Sword with a sword intent, and did not continue to attack, but let the blue-shirted masked man continue to use the rest of the means.

"Okay"

The green-shirted masked man was not polite either. He raised his hand and a sword surrounded by flames appeared. The sword tip had flames dancing, and the blazing heat seemed to melt the void.

"The third sword, flames"

Lin Xuan raised his head, and a silver-white lotus blossomed in his eyes, and then gathered at his fingertips and pointed out with a flick of his finger.

The flames melted the frost, and everything around was melted, evolving into a world of flames.