Chapter 611

"Pfft..."

The sharp sword qi cut through the air, emitting a piercing shriek; initially there were only two or three sword qi blades, but in the span of a single breath, they multiplied to seven or eight, surrounding Lin Lin Jingyu from above, below, left, and right, and the sword qi continued to increase rapidly, dense as raindrops.

This Li Jian Fa bore some resemblance to Xu Yang's Drizzle Startling Wind Sword, yet its power was far greater than that of the Drizzle Startling Wind Sword.

Before the sword qi arrived, the sharp Qi Xi Yi Jing blew Lin Lin Jingyu's robes, creating gusts of wind.

"Flashy nonsense!"

Lin Lin Jingyu chuckled lightly, his entire body's protective qi surging, flowing like water as it rapidly gathered into his fists.

In the next instant, his bones and muscles emitted a muffled thunderous boom as he took a heavy step; as his arm muscles bulged, he swung a fist out against the raindrop-like sword qi.

"Boom!"

The fist struck the air, sending out visible ripples; amidst the roar, a powerful shockwave swept outward, radiating a crushing pressure capable of shattering all things, as if dozens or even a hundred fists had been thrown rather than just one.

"Bang bang..."

The dense, raindrop-like sword qi shattered one by one, turning into pure protective qi that submerged the arena.

Everyone gasped in shock; faced with such a powerful attack, they had expected Lin Lin Jingyu to dodge or withstand it with protective qi, never imagining he could shatter so much sword qi with a single punch.

"What?"

Qi Qi Xuancheng was equally startled, his face full of solemnity.

That was sword qi released with a semi-spirit weapon; it was not tofu, yet Lin Lin Jingyu had shattered it all with a single punch.

"Ding!"

Amidst the shattered sword qi, a crimson sword aura appeared, tearing through the air like a red thread, and the massive fist struck the sword tip just in time.

Forceful qi surged, protective qi roared.

Facing Qi Qi Xuancheng's shocked expression, Lin Lin Jingyu revealed a hint of disdain, clearly not very satisfied with this disciple of the Ziyang Sect.

The semi-spirit weapon-grade sword was bent into a terrifying arc by the crimson fist; although the fist aura was pierced, it could not penetrate the flesh and blood.

Lin Lin Jingyu had also cultivated the Bai Hu Shattered Gold Fist; his fist was harder than gold and iron.

Qi Qi Xuancheng was somewhat stunned; had it not been said that only those surnamed Huang could cultivate the Bai Hu Shattered Gold Fist? Could it be that Lin Lin Jingyu actually bore the surname Huang?

"Boom!"

A sword beam shot forth from the bent long sword, seemingly about to pierce through Lin Lin Jingyu's protective qi.

In the next instant, he extended his other hand, his five fingers like eagle claws, and with a "Crack!" sound, he forcibly grabbed and shattered the sword beam.

Qi Qi Xuancheng's pupils contracted; he did not expect Lin Lin Jingyu to react even at such close range.

"What a fine sword!"

Lin Lin Jingyu showed a smile, his entire body surging with even more profound protective qi; his muscles bulged, and his vital energy raged.

As he shook his arm, the semi-spirit weapon, bent into an arc, seemed about to snap, nearly folding in half.

Qi Qi Xuancheng's face changed drastically; he felt an immense power coming from the fist opposite him, like mountains collapsing and seas overturning; if the sword in his hand had not been personally forged by the Peak Master of Li Fire Peak at his grandfather's request, it would surely have been shattered by the shock.

His face was filled with disbelief; the long sword in his hand nearly slipped from his grasp, as if the figure opposite were not a human but a terrifying ferocious beast; fortunately, he reacted swiftly, stepping back heavily along the force, avoiding a contest of strength with Lin Lin Jingyu.

"What?"

Many were stunned into silence; Lin Lin Jingyu clashed his fist against Qi Qi Xuancheng's semi-spirit weapon, yet it was Qi Qi Xuancheng who was forced back; this was simply incredible.

These disciples of the Huang Feng Valley were each harder in the fist than the last.

"Valley Master Huang, this disciple of yours is extraordinary; his physique is like a bear or tiger," Zhang Zhang Jingyuan praised.

Lin Lin Jingyu's terrifying strength was certainly not cultivated through a cultivation method; it must be innate divine power.

"He is merely a brute relying on brute strength!" the Huang Feng Valley Master laughed.

"Thump thump..."

Qi Qi Xuancheng's steps made the arena tremble; he retreated four steps in succession before neutralizing the terrifying force transmitted through the sword hilt.

"Boom!"

Before he could even stabilize, Lin Lin Jingyu had already taken heavy steps to catch up; his crimson fist pierced the air, sending out visible ripples.

Before the fist arrived, the powerful Quan Ya Yi Jing caused ripples in Qi Qi Xuancheng's protective qi, doubling the pressure on his body.

Bai Hu Shattered Gold Fist!

In the split second when there was no room for error, Qi Qi Xuancheng could only cross his sword to block, as the fist, heavy as a thousand jun, descended with an unstoppable momentum.

"Clang!"

Fist and sword clashed, the sound like metal striking metal; the shattered sword aura exploded with a roar, the arena trembled, and wild winds rose in all directions.

The sword body shook violently, the long sword wailing as if about to be shattered outright.

The terrifying shaking force nearly made the sword slip from Qi Qi Xuancheng's grasp; his five fingers went somewhat numb, trembling with a sting, and the circulation of his protective qi became sluggish.

"Let me see the Li Jian Fa of your Ziyang Sect."

Lin Lin Jingyu let out a long cry, showing no mercy now that he had the upper hand.

Such arrogant words made the elders of the Ziyang Sect look extremely gloomy.

The Ziyang Sect indeed possessed the strongest Li Jian Fa lineage, but not everyone could cultivate it; Qi Qi Xuancheng was not even a disciple of the Tian Quan Peak, making it even harder for him to truly access the Ziyang Sect's strongest lineage.

Lin Lin Jingyu's sharp gaze fixed on Qi Qi Xuancheng as he continued to advance heavily, throwing out another simple and brutal punch.

This punch was even heavier than the last, its domineering momentum unstoppable, possessing a power that could shatter anything.

Shaken by the previous two punches until his bones and muscles roared and his muscles trembled, Qi Qi Xuancheng no longer dared to withstand it directly.

While retreating rapidly, he unleashed a thick sword beam, striking down at Lin Lin Jingyu's head.

"Crack!"

Lin Lin Jingyu's Qi Xi Yi Jing raged; with one punch he shattered the sword beam, then raised his hand to strike a Quan Yin through the air.

Qi Qi Xuancheng slashed back with his reverse hand, and the Quan Yin shattered.

In the next instant, Lin Lin Jingyu was seen striding forward swiftly, his crimson fist tearing through the air and crashing down heavily.

"Clang!"

The metallic roar echoed through the entire arena, deafening, as the shattered sword qi exploded violently.

"Crack!"

Terrifying vibrations traveled up the sword hilt; Qi Qi Xuancheng's face twisted in pain, his hand gripping the sword cracking instantly, blood spraying forth.

This time, he could no longer hold the sword in his hand and was blasted away by a single punch.

At the same time, the fist, carrying overwhelming force, did not stop, falling upon Qi Qi Xuancheng's body-protecting aura like a force breaking through bamboo.

"Bang!"

The aura erupted, power spewing wildly; Qi Qi Xuancheng was struck as if by lightning, his body-protecting aura quickly covered in spiderweb-like cracks before shattering and exploding.

The fist's momentum did not wane, continuing to smash into Qi Qi Xuancheng's chest; a sound like a heavy hammer striking a leather drum rang out, Qi Qi Xuancheng's bones and muscles roaring, his skin and membranes bulging.

A painful, muffled groan escaped his lips involuntarily; his face flushed red, and his feet left the ground as he was sent flying backward.

In mid-air, a mouthful of blood could be seen nearly spraying from his mouth, but at the last moment, he forced himself to swallow it back.

He nearly fell off the arena platform, stabilizing himself at the edge, his face turning first green then white.

"You dare!"

"Damn it, you dare strike with lethal intent!"

"Senior Brother Qi!"

Many disciples of the Medicine King Peak had eyes bulging with rage, killing intent surging forth.

Lin Lin Jingyu could have held back, not injuring Qi Qi Xuancheng, but Lin Lin Jingyu did not withdraw his power, intentionally injuring Qi Qi Xuancheng.

An agitated disciple had already soared into the air like a great bird, diving onto the arena platform to fight and kill Lin Lin Jingyu.

In an instant, three or four disciples emitting the aura of Great Perfection in Marrow Cleansing lunged out.