Chapter 309: The Secret of Zhenwu Palace
Under the cliff!
The sea of clouds rolled and thunder roared.
Lin Ye used Lei Yang Po, and every punch he threw was accompanied by the sound of thunder and tiger roar, and his entire momentum reached its peak.
happy!
This was Lin Ye’s first feeling.
Since he embarked on the path of martial arts, he had never fought so vigorously.
Because since he embarked on the path of martial arts, he has not encountered any opponents in the field, and most of the time he still uses Taoist magic.
This time, he used martial arts to fight the enemy, and he gave it his all.
Lin Ye had many wounds on his body with blood splattered out, and the clone of the founder of Zhenwu Temple was not much better off, with most of his flying black hair cut off by Lin Ye.
After a short break, the two fought again. For Lin Ye, the more he fought, the more excited he felt. But for the incarnation of the founder of Zhenwu Temple, the order he received was to defeat the opponent who appeared again.
The incarnation of the founder of Zhenwu Temple was accompanied by a vortex every time he attacked, and Lin Ye was injured by this vortex.
He could sense the attack intention and position of the incarnation of the founder of Zhenwu Temple, but once his attack landed, the vortex would also follow.
Obviously, this vortex is the martial arts power mastered by the founder of Zhenwu Temple.
The magical power of martial arts can only be mastered by Martial Saints, but for a half-step Martial Saint like Lin Ye who is invincible below the Martial Saint, it is normal for him to comprehend the magical power of martial arts at this stage.
Being invincible is due to mastering the magical powers of martial arts.
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Two days... three days...
Lin Ye and the incarnation of the founder of Zhenwu Temple fought for seven days and seven nights, and the battle was so fierce that the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.
During these seven days, he used his later magical powers to perfection. After all, a wooden man could not be compared with a real warrior.
This clone of the founder of Zhenwu Temple is no different from the founder of Zhenwu Temple except that the founder's soul is not there. It has the fighting skills and combat experience of the founder of Zhenwu Temple. For Lin Ye, this kind of fighting opportunity is extremely rare.
Half a month!
One month!
"Defeat me!"
Lin Ye roared wildly, the clouds and mist shook, and he punched out suddenly. With this punch, his momentum reached its peak and was sublimated to the extreme.
Thunder roared, and a tiger appeared from the clouds. The tiger's roar tore the clouds apart and swallowed the clone of the founder of Zhenwu Temple in one gulp.
Three breaths later, the tiger exploded, and the clone of the founder of Zhenwu Temple rushed out from the tiger.
The tiger failed to trap the clone of the founder of Zhenwu Temple?
Lin Ye's eyes narrowed, his expression calm as he looked at the clone of the founder of Zhenwu Temple.
The incarnation of the founder of Zhenwu Temple also looked at Lin Ye. After three breaths, he turned around and walked back to the stone wall.
Left hand!
The name of the founder of Zhenwu Temple on the stone wall turned white.
Lin Ye was no exception to this result. After a month of fighting, he had completely mastered the fighting skills of the clone of the founder of Zhenwu Temple.
He also had a thorough understanding of the other party's martial arts skills. If he guessed correctly, the martial arts skills of the founder of the Zhenwu Temple were similar to the ability to tear space.
This space-tearing power allows him to tear space when attacking. If the opponent is not careful, he will be injured by the torn space. If the opponent is weaker, he will be crushed into pieces by the power of the torn space.
After defeating the clone of the founder of Zhenwu Temple and seeing that there was no change on the stone wall, Lin Ye looked at the second to last name.
Yin Ping.
After a few breaths, the two words "Yin Ping" shone brightly, and another man walked out from the stone wall.
This was a man with an ordinary appearance and a slightly short stature, the kind of passerby who would be ignored in a crowd.
But even though he was just a passerby, he appeared with a fierce murderous aura, a murderous aura that had taken shape.
Killer!
When Lin Ye saw this person, this word came .
This person must have been a killer in his lifetime.
As a person who grew up reading martial arts novels, the first thing Lin Ye thought of after learning about martial arts was assassin.
When he was a kid and read martial arts novels, he fantasized about becoming a killer because killers were so cool.
On a dark and windy night, kill without leaving a name.
Therefore, he and Zhang Wuji also talked about killers, and Zhang Wuji told him that the number of killers in this world is too small, because the martial arts in this world are much more advanced than those in the real world, and there is not much space for killers to survive.
For any warrior who reaches the Jingzhe realm, the blood and energy will automatically form a barrier to protect the body. If one wants to launch a sneak attack and kill with one blow, only a stronger warrior can do it.
But since he is stronger, why should he be a killer and rely on sneak attacks?
There is no killer in Nanjiangzhou, but there are still some killers in the entire martial arts world. These killers have one characteristic. The first is that they have ordinary looks, and the second is that the martial arts techniques they practice are relatively special, so they become killers out of necessity.
There are some special martial arts techniques that are only suitable for performance at night, or in other words, they are more powerful at night than during the day. People like this usually become killers.
call out!
Lin Ye stepped back immediately, but a sword mark was still left on his chest.
"What a fast sword."
Lin Ye looked at the person who had returned to his original position. He had just activated his magical power, but the result of the analysis showed no flaws.
The opponent's sword had no flaws at all, and he couldn't stop it no matter where he was.
You can only refund.
But even if he retreated, he was still injured by the opponent.
Lin Ye frowned. That sword was invulnerable. His subsequent magical powers had almost no effect. This would be a tough battle.
But even if it was a tough battle, he had to keep fighting.
Since his magical powers cannot be used, he will take action first.
Lin Ye launched an attack, but his attack missed because he turned around and walked back to the stone wall.
Well……
Lin Ye was stunned for a moment, but soon a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face. He understood why this person left.
Killer.
If the attack fails, they will retreat ten miles.
This is the most powerful killer who also lives the longest.
The sword just now was the strongest sword he had used after giving it his all. If this sword couldn't do anything to him, the opponent would not be able to do anything to him later.
Very real and realistic.
Lin Ye looked towards the stone wall. This time the stone wall changed and a ray of light shot towards him.
Lin Ye's body trembled as the light entered his body. At this moment, all his strength was surging wildly, increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
If strength is a bucket of water when just entering the martial arts, Bailu is a vat of water, and Jingzhe is a pool of water, then Jingzhe Great Perfection is a pond of water, and Half-Step Martial Saint is a lake of water.
At his current level, his strength is growing all the time. The strength that increases every day is the sum of the strength of several Hundred Furnace Warriors, but he doesn't feel anything.
But now his strength growth can be felt by the naked eye, so you can imagine how terrifying the speed of this strength growth is.
One second, two seconds...
One hour, two hours...
One day, two days...
In three days, Lin Ye's strength doubled.
And this is not the end, the strength growth continues.
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In Canglan County, Zhang Wuji was drinking in Jingyu Courtyard out of boredom.
"Do you think Brother Lin has been harmed by the Zhenwu Palace? Why hasn't he returned yet?"
Zhang Wuji's worries were justified. Ever since Lin Ye had spent a day observing at the Zhenwu Wall, before the end of the day, the Zhenwu Hall had asked the other warriors to leave.
"Although Xu Liben said to the public that Brother Lin would serve as their guest elder, who knows if this is a trick used by Xu Liben. He thinks that their Zhenwu Hall will not take action against Brother Lin. In this way, if Brother Lin disappears, their Zhenwu Hall can be cleared of suspicion."
"Brother Jing, this possibility is very high. We can't be fooled by Zhenwu Palace."
Jing Yu put down his hand that was wiping the sword and said helplessly, "There is a special sea of clouds in the Zhenwu Palace's Zhenwu Power Transmission Wall, which cannot be entered by the Martial Saint level. Do you think that besides that Martial Saint, there is anyone else in the Zhenwu Palace who can be a match for Brother Lin?"
Facing Jing Yu's question, Zhang Wuji scratched his head and said, "That's true, but we must be on guard against others. What if Brother Lin comes up from the cliff and is ambushed by the people of Zhenwu Palace?"
"There is no reason to ambush. For Zhenwu Palace, all they need is to resolve their hatred with Lin Ye."
From Jing Yu's perspective, there was no reason for Lin Ye not to reconcile with Zhenwu Palace. Even if he did not join Zhenwu Palace as a guest elder, it would be fine. The most Zhenwu Palace would feel was regretful.
"I'm still worried."
"If you are worried, then let me tell you, as long as you observe more than the fourth picture on the Zhenwu Power Transmission Wall, the Zhenwu Palace will not take action against you, even if this person has an irreconcilable hatred with the Zhenwu Palace. Can you rest assured then?"
Zhang Wuji looked at Jing Yu, staring at him for a long time, and then said: "Brother Jing, do you know a lot about Zhenwu Palace? Did you tell Brother Lin anything when he went to Zhenwu Palace?"
Jing Yu nodded and said, "In my early years, when I was traveling in other states, I had the honor of entering the tomb of a martial arts predecessor, where I saw some secrets about the Zhenwu Power Transmission Wall."
"The founder of Zhenwu Temple founded Zhenwu Temple to protect the Zhenwu Power Transmission Wall. Anyone who can comprehend the fourth pattern will be the next head of Zhenwu Temple. This rule must be followed by all disciples of Zhenwu Temple. If the other party does not want to be the head, it is fine, but Zhenwu Temple will respect him as if he were the founder."
“Is this true or false?”
Zhang Wuji was shocked by the news that Zhenwu Palace had such rules.
"That martial saint senior wouldn't lie, so I told you not to worry about Brother Lin. Instead, you need to pay more attention to Shen Yun Sect."
Hearing Jing Yu mention his own sect, Zhang Wuji's expression also became serious: "I have received news that two martial saints will come to Nanjiangzhou in three months."
"Two?" Jing Yu's eyes flashed, "I can only help you hold back one."
