Chapter 350: Strong Counterattack

The fire rain was flying everywhere, and the heat was unbearable.

The sword energy was sharp and unmatched, and the fire rain was like a shower!

A small golden waterfall, under Lin Mu's control, rushed forward.

Boom!

The gold scattered, and the red light was strong.

The golden waterfall collapsed under the impact of the fire rain!

Lin Mu's heart tightened. His cultivation was only the eighth level of Qi Refining. He could not exert the true power of his sword skills at all. Although he tried his best, the golden waterfall was still a little exaggerated, and the sword energy was not as solid as before! When he encountered the fire rain forced by Wu Ning, he was unable to match it!

The golden waterfall burst out in all directions, the golden light flickered, and the fire rain was as powerful as a rainbow, and it attacked Lin Mu again.

Wu Ning had a ferocious face and a fierce look on his face. He used all his strength to activate his spiritual power, and the power of the fire rain increased by another three points!

Lin Mu looked stern, looking at the flying fire rain, and was slightly shocked.

His real sword skills, when compared to Wu Ning's forced sword skills, were completely defeated!

The gap between the Qi Refining Stage and the Spiritual Silence Stage was infinitely magnified at this moment, and the difference was like heaven and earth!

Lin Mu risked his life to transform his spiritual power, and a golden light flashed, and a golden cloud suddenly emerged.

The golden cloud burst, and the golden sword rain was like a waterfall.

The sword skills were formed again, and the sword rain was like a waterfall!

Boom!

The golden waterfall and the fire rain collided with a bang.

This time, the fire rain was more powerful, and the golden waterfall was torn into pieces and collapsed!

Two consecutive sword skills, without exception, were shattered by the fire rain!

The fire rain was powerful and smashed towards Lin Mu.

The sea of ​​fire was filled, the waves were surging, and the sword energy was surging, engulfing Lin Mu in one fell swoop.

Lin Mu's figure twisted slightly, and then suddenly disappeared in the sea of ​​fire.

The audience immediately exclaimed in a burst of different forms.

"Sword skills, like a rain of fire, are indeed powerful!" A cultivator said excitedly.

"Impossible to contend with!"

"Who can match him!"

"Lin Mu is 90% going to fall!"

"No matter how brilliant he is, he will also wither with the wind!"

"He is not a brilliant man, but a clown. Now that he has lost his cultivation, he has been beaten back to his original form!" A late-stage spiritual silence cultivator said sourly: "Without Yinxin's help, he is nothing!"

Someone immediately echoed: "If Yinxin can train me with all his strength, I can also kill Jindan!"

"It's so satisfying, it's really satisfying!"

At the location of Wanjian Sect, a mid-stage spiritual silence cultivator said with a smile on his face.

The rest of the Wanjian Sect disciples were all smiling and excited.

Cai Heng, the head of Wanjian Sect, had a calm face. He turned around and glared at the mid-stage spiritual silence disciples. All the disciples immediately restrained themselves and kept silent.

Cai Heng looked at the sea of ​​fire and felt sorry.

He regretted that it was not Lin Mu, who deserved to die. He regretted that it was Wu Ning.

Among his disciples, Wu Ning was not the strongest in terms of cultivation and sword skills, but his potential was far superior to others. It was not easy for him to achieve his current achievements at the age of less than 100.

When he met Lin Mu, Wu Ning had to take action, and killing Lin Mu was inevitable.

But this was completely different from what he had expected.

With Lin Mu's status and position, anyone who killed him would have a hard time surviving. Du Lan, who was in the Jindan stage, was killed by Yinxin's sword. If these Lingji stage disciples killed Lin Mu, they would definitely die!

He originally planned to sacrifice Rong Jin and Jiao Gong, letting these two disciples kill Lin Mu and leave Wu Ning, but things have come to this point and it is irreversible.

"You dare to show off at the eighth level of Qi Refining." A cultivator who was watching shook his head and sighed, "This fate is reasonable."

A cultivator next to him nodded and said, "You don't even know how to keep a low profile. If you show off your strength, you will definitely be hated."

In the Yuling Sect, a group of people all had thick smiles on their faces. They only restrained themselves slightly under the deliberate suppression of several elders.

In front of the hall, Luo Yan and Yinxin looked at the sea of ​​fire with different expressions. Yinxin's face was still as calm as water, Luo Yan looked nervous, and Fen Ning looked worried.

Luo Yan clearly remembered that Lin Mu's blue sand shield had been shattered. Now Lin Mu no longer had a decent defensive magic weapon. The might of this sea of ​​fire was formed by condensed sword energy. Lin Mu must be in danger in this sea of ​​fire.

"Lin Mu is dead now!"

"The sword skill is so powerful that he was swallowed by it. How can he survive?"

"What a pity!" A Jindan-stage cultivator said with regret.

In the corner of the crowd, two Lingji-stage cultivators looked at the sea of ​​fire with nervous faces.

Ma Hong said worriedly, "Will he die now?"

Feng Hou shook his head, "I don't know. Lin Mu is so powerful and unfathomable. We could only look up to him decades ago, and we still can't do that now. But you said that you can kill Lin Mu with just this sword skill. I don't believe it either."

Ma Hong said, "Why?"

"Don't you see the strangeness in this?" Feng Hou looked at the sea of ​​fire and said, "Wu Ning's sword skills are indeed powerful, but they are just forced to be used. I can barely use such sword skills now. Even I can compete with such sword skills, why can't Lin Mu? But you see, from the time Lin Mu was engulfed by the sea of ​​fire until now, the sea of ​​fire has not made any movement. Even if Wu Ning uses all his spiritual power to maintain the power of the sea of ​​fire, the sea of ​​fire is still as calm as waves."

Ma Hong's eyes lit up: "Indeed. Could it be that Lin Mu has another trump card?"

Feng Hou shook his head: "I'm not him, how can I know. Let's wait and see, I believe he won't die!"

Ma Hong nodded and looked at the field.

The sea of ​​fire was spreading, and the whole sky was red.

Compared with the fierce fighting on other platforms, the quietness of platform No. 3 was a little scary.

Maintaining the power of sword skills consumes a lot of spiritual power. Wu Ning gradually felt powerless, and the circulation of spiritual power slowed down until it stopped.

He believed that Lin Mu would not survive under his sword skill, which was like a rain of fire!

The flames faded, and the sword rain dissipated.

A figure emerged from where Lin Mu had stood before.

It was Lin Mu!

Lin Mu was unharmed, and looked at Wu Ning calmly. He was safe and sound!

But careful people still found that Lin Mu's whole body was red, like a cooked red shrimp, and the clothes he wore were not the green robe before, but a moon-white long gown!

The people below suddenly burst into exclamations again. Compared with the last time, the sound was as loud as boiling water.

"He didn't die!"

"Too outrageous!"

"Wu Ning is a waste!"

The cultivators below were amazed, regretful, and angry, and vented together.

The people of Wanjian Sect and Yuling Sect all changed their faces, and Cai Heng looked ugly.

Luo Yan and Fen Ning both showed a relieved smile, and a hint of joy flashed in Yin Xin's eyes.

Lin Mu stood in the air, his face calm.

When he was first engulfed by the sea of ​​fire, he was also panicked, but soon, he was surprised to find that, apart from his clothes, Wu Ning's sword skills could not hurt him at all! The sea of ​​fire was powerful, but he felt like taking a bath in hot water. Although it was a bit hot, it was too comfortable after getting used to it!

Therefore, he soaked for a long time until the sea of ​​fire dissipated, and then he took out a set of moon-white long gowns and put them on.

He never thought that one day, his physique would be so strong that even sword skills could not hurt him!

Although, this is just the sword skills that a late-stage spiritual cultivator displayed strongly, and there is still a certain gap between it and the real sword skills.

Lin Mu now even doubts whether the physique of a mid-stage Jindan cultivator can be so strong!

Yes, it is strong!

After Wu Ning's sword skills failed to cause him any harm, Lin Mu felt extremely powerful, as if he could move mountains and rivers and shake the earth with a wave of his hand!

After a brief surprise, Lin Mu regained his composure.

With a flash of golden light, Lin Mu stepped on the flying sword and flew towards Wu Ning with great speed.

Wu Ning was shocked. He never thought that Lin Mu could escape death. Looking at Lin Mu flying quickly, he hurriedly used his sword skills to attack.

His spiritual power was running wildly, but in front of him, it was calm.

Wu Ning looked surprised and anxious. He couldn't use his sword skills at all!

His meridians were already injured, and his sword skills were only barely used. His comprehension was lacking. Now his spiritual power was extremely depleted, and he couldn't even use his forced sword skills!

The situation was extremely urgent, and he hurriedly urged the flying sword to meet it!

The red flying sword, with a powerful momentum, went straight to Lin Mu's heart.

Lin Mu's figure was like a rainbow, his expression was calm, looking at the red flying sword that was coming at him quickly, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and in a flash, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Wu Ning's red flying sword in his hand! The next moment, he grabbed the flying sword with both hands, without any hesitation, and suddenly exerted force.

Snap!

The red flying sword was broken in half!

Broken sword with bare hands!

The onlookers exclaimed again.

"Too powerful!"

"Broken sword with bare hands."

"How is this possible!"

Feng Hou and Ma Hong both smiled.

Luo Yan and Fen Ning smiled with relief, and felt relieved.

The red flying sword was broken, and Wu Ning's mind was severely damaged. He turned pale and vomited blood.

Lin Mu dropped the two broken flying swords, and his figure flashed, and he ran straight to Wu Ning.

Wu Ning was terrified and was about to run away and step down to admit defeat.

But how could Lin Mu give Wu Ning a chance? If it weren't for his strong physique, Wu Ning's sword skills would be enough to kill him!

Before Wu Ning retreated, Lin Mu flashed in front of Wu Ning, not giving him any chance, and lifted Wu Ning up with his left hand like a chicken. The next moment, he bent his waist and exerted force, his arm muscles bulged, and his right fist suddenly swung out!

Bang!

Lin Mu punched out, and Wu Ning was knocked away!

Like a withered leaf, Wu Ning floated softly towards the place where the Wanjian Sect was.

Everyone opened their mouths wide, staring blankly at Wu Ning flying in the air, shocked beyond words.

Bang!

A disciple of the Spiritual Silence Stage came forward to catch Wu Ning, but under the huge impact, he was also knocked to the ground and vomited blood.

Wu Ning, who was lying in his arms, had already stopped making any sound.

Several disciples were shocked and hurried forward to check.

Gu Hai said, "Don't look at him. His internal organs are all broken and he has died."

Several people were stunned in their place.

"Powerful and domineering!" Ma Hong said excitedly.

"One punch killed a cultivator in the late Spiritual Silence stage!" Feng Hou looked at Lin Mu standing in the void and said happily, "He always brings surprises to people!"

"How could this happen!" Thousands of cultivators all lowered their heads and lamented, with unwillingness, disappointment, and shock on their faces!

In the corner, a Wushuang Jianmen Qi Refining Stage servant stole a glance at the stage, lowered his voice, and said proudly: "So what if he is a Qi Refining Stage cultivator? He can still kill a Spiritual Silence Stage cultivator!"

The sword flashed, and Ju Bin stepped down from the stage with a surprised look on his face, announcing loudly: "This time, Lin Mu wins!"