Ning Bufan, the fourteenth generation leader of Huashan Sect, was famous for his Thirteen Moves of the Clear Wind, Golden Dragon Sword Technique, and Tiger Subduing Palm Technique.
Especially Ning Bufan's Thirteen Moves of the Cool Breeze. When it came to swordsmanship, no sect or sect dared to compete with Huashan Sect, because the Thirteen Moves of the Cool Breeze of Huashan Sect was indeed graceful and incomparable. Even Kunlun's Great Nine Moves of Flying Dragon could not compare to it.
The beauty of the Thirteen Breeze Styles lay in the word "light"."It seems to be there and it seems to be nothing. It seems to be real and it seems to be empty. It seems to have changed and not changed.」Just like an antelope hanging from its horn, there was no trace to be found. Since he couldn't figure out the sword path and moves at all, how could he talk about defense? Therefore, although Ning Bufan didn't look like much, he still had real skills!
"Kid, you should attack. Although you ambushed Sect Leader Sima just now, I still know how to be polite to a child like you. Don't say that I didn't give you a chance. I only have one move. After one move, I will use the Thirteen Breeze Styles. At that time, life and death will be up to fate. If you admit defeat now, it's still not too late. Once I use the Thirteen Breeze Styles, I won't stop. Don't blame me for not reminding you!”
Ning Bufan stood proudly with his hands behind his back. He looked like a real hero as he walked around the ring.
"Do you dare to stop wasting time?”
Jin Lin couldn't take it anymore. Ning Bufan was like a monk, which made Jin Lin a little annoyed. Just as Ning Bufan finished speaking, Jin Lin moved.
The fourth style of the Wind God's Kick was completely executed by Jin Lin. In just a few breaths, Jin Lin's right leg kicked towards Ning Bufan's face. The force was like thunder, and the leg was as fast as the wind. Jin Lin's move did not give Ning Bufan a chance to react and directly kicked him off the stage. After falling off the stage, Ning Bufan was the same as Sima Wei, unable to withstand Jin Lin's attack.
He fell to the ground and spat out blood before dying!
"Bufan, Bufan, wake up!”
Ning Bufan's wife, Cheng Jiaojiao, ran to Ning Bufan's side and picked him up. She poured all her Zhen Qi into Ning Bufan. Cheng Jiaojiao hoped that she could save Ning Bufan. However, under the full strength of the Golden Qilin, it was too difficult for Ning Bufan to survive!
"Bufan, how could you have the heart to leave me? You executioner, I'll kill you!”
Cheng Jiaojiao picked up the sword on the ground and charged straight at Jin Lin. However, before she could reach Jin Lin, the sect master of Dian Cang Sect, Guan Sanbai, jumped out.
"Sister-in-law, don't attack. You can't beat him, so let me take revenge for Brother Ning!”
Guan Sanbai stopped Cheng Jiaojiao and looked at Jin Lin cautiously.
In fact, Jin Lin did not want to do this either. However, due to his lack of actual combat experience, sometimes Jin Lin would not be able to hold back. In the end, Sima Wei and Ning Bufan would die.
To them, Jin Lin could only apologize in his heart. In addition, Jin Lin had to tell them one more thing. Don't act pretentious, because you'll get f * cked!
"Thank you, Third Brother Guan. I beg Third Brother Guan to avenge my husband!”
Cheng Jiaojiao looked at Jin Lin with a ferocious expression, then turned around and thanked Guan Sanbai.
"Teng!"
Guan Sanbai jumped onto the ring and stared at Jin Lin, not daring to relax.
Guan Sanbai was the 15th generation sect leader of Dian Cang Sect. He was famous for his swordsmanship and Lightness Skill.
The martial arts of Dian Cang Sect were also famous for their swordsmanship and lightness skill.
Lightness Skill was light and agile, and it specialized in light, soft, fast, and changing. As for the sword technique, it was simple, vigorous, and powerful. It was magnanimous and contained changes. It was famous for its strangeness and variety. The most famous is the Wind Dance Willow, which can be used as a sword technique and also named Lightness Skill.
The seventy-two moves of Dian Cang Sect, the Wind Dance Willow Sword Technique, the Wudang Sword Technique, and the Emei Sword Technique were known as the Three Unique Techniques, and they were the best in the martial arts world.
It was their fortune to see Guan San fight today.
"Clang!"
Guan Sanbai pulled out his sword and said,""Kid, I'm not like them who will give in to you, so take this!”
Guan Sanbai wasn't stupid. Two people had already died. If he let Jin Lin go, he would be out of his mind. Therefore, Guan Sanbai would never let Jin Lin go.
At most, he would just let others say that he was bullying the weak. So what? In any case, being able to keep his life was better than anything else!
The seventy-two styles of Wind Dancing Willow were all used by Guan Sanbai. One sword flower after another flashed in Guan Sanbai's hand. Then, the sword net weaved by the sword flower attacked the golden unicorn at an extremely fast speed. Guan Sanbai's every move was fatal. If the golden unicorn was hit, it would be seriously injured on the spot.
"Hmph, small tricks!"
Jin Lin shouted coldly. He didn't seem to have any intention of attacking his sword net. The Nine Suns True Qi in his hand surged rapidly as Jin Lin shouted,"Break!"”Following that, the sword net disappeared. Following that, Jin Lin did not want to be outdone. He tapped the tip of his foot lightly on the stage and instantly disappeared from where he was.
"What is it? Where did he go? He was right in front of her just now. How did he disappear in the blink of an eye?”
Shocked, Guan Sanbai looked around warily, but he still couldn't find Jin Lin.
"Third Brother Guan, be careful up there!”
"What?"
"Storm!"
A loud shout rang out, and just as Guan Sanbai raised his head, the golden scale's attack also descended!
His kicks were like a storm, and his kicks were as fierce as a gale. The golden unicorn had already unleashed 100% of the power of this storm. Under such a violent attack, Guan Sanbai snorted lightly, knelt on the ground, and flew away!
The sect master of Dian Cang Sect, Three White Guardians, had died! He was fifty-two years old!
"This... He did not expect this child's martial arts to be so high. What should he do?”
The remaining five sect leaders glanced at each other and saw a trace of fear in each other's eyes.
At this moment, only Shaolin and Wudang could come out and make a decision out of the remaining five sects. Otherwise, they would definitely lose this challenge!
Shaolin Temple and Wudang definitely could not accept this outcome. Their two sects had over a hundred years of heritage. How could they admit defeat just like that? Therefore, they had no other choice. This time, they could not hide anymore. It was time for them to show off their strength to the martial artists!
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