Villain: Writing a diary becomes stronger, but the hostess design collapses

Chapter 163, The Seventh Level of Weak Water Sword Art

"He didn't wait for Jiang Tianzhe to reach the ninetieth floor?!"

Seeing this, Zhao Xingxing's eyes suddenly showed a strange color, and he opened his mouth in surprise.

But his tone was full of admiration.

This Lin Jingyu and their attack on Jiang Tianzhe are completely two different things. They are just demonstrators, and whether they succeed in one blow or not has no substantive significance.

But this Lin Jingyu is a Taoist, he is here to grab Jiang Tianzhe's position as the son of Tiandome.

So he should act like the second prince of Tiansheng and the sixth prince vying for the position of Qin Mufeng's crown prince. The correct solution is to make a move when Jiang Tianzhe is weak on the No. 90 floor of the Dao of Heaven.

And no one will say anything.

But at this moment, he didn't choose to make a move when Jiang Tianzhe was at his weakest, but chose to make a move when he was still at his peak.

Don't take advantage of others' dangers, and do what you know you can't do.

This is a true warrior!

Zhao and his party admire him! !

But when he turned his head to look at Xiao Yan, who was also a road grabber, the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

Because at this moment, Xiao Yan had two capital letters written on that peerless handsome face - "Unhappy".

The eyes that seemed to want to kill Lin Jingyu seemed to be saying, "Lin Jingyu, are you out of your mind? Fuck you now!!"

"Brother Xiao, if Brother Lin loses after a while, will you join?" Zhao and his party looked at Xiao Yan, and asked in a low voice if they were not sure.

When Xiao Yan heard this, Xiang Daoren's eyes became more intense.

What I did was to open my mouth, "What the hell, my brother, of course I waited for him to reach the 98th floor when he was weakest."

Zhao and his party: "..."

Tiandao No.60 is above the six steps.

Jiang Tianzhe looked at Lin Jingyu who was holding a sword and landed in front of him, his peach blossom eyes moved slightly, and he smiled and asked in surprise, "Why is Senior Brother Lin here now?"

"You and I are at the top of the fifth rank, competing for the position of the Holy Son. I should have come a long time ago."

Lin Jingyu looked at the "modesty" smile on the corner of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand became a little colder.

He, Lin Jingyu, was born in Tianzhuoding since he was a child. He only has family feelings for Tianzhuoding in his heart. It is just a place where he can indulge in sword practice. One day it will come to grab the heaven.

But since Xuanwu town, he knew that Jiang Tianzhe was a man with deep scheming and hypocrisy.

That's why he agreed to come to grab this way of heaven.

Originally, he also wanted to wait until Jiang Tianzhe climbed to the No. 90 floor and when he was weak, to make sure that nothing would go wrong.

But Xiao Yan came back, it would be the same with him or without him, the responsibility is no longer on him.

Although this Jiang Tianzhe is hypocritical, his strength in swordsmanship is far beyond that of ordinary people.

So now there is this scene of him asking Jiang Tianzhe on the 66th floor.

Hearing this, Jiang Tianzhe smiled again, stepped back with his right foot, shifted his body's center of gravity downward, raised his long sword across the river, and said loudly, "Okay, Senior Brother Lin, please make a move."

While talking, the wind picked up, and Jiang Tianzhe's white clothes fluttered, showing his elegant demeanor.

"boom--"

In an instant, the two were fighting together.

The water-blue spiritual power and the ice-blue spiritual power permeated the heavens in an instant.

After counting breaths, the two staggered and exchanged positions.

"As expected of being a direct disciple of the suzerain, my talent is not as good as yours." Lin Jingyu looked at the two strands of frozen hair on his forehead, and the trembling long sword, and said lightly.

Both of them can be regarded as water spirit roots, but just now, in the contest of controlling the water element in the air, it was obvious that he lost.

Jiang Tianzhe's talent was always a bit stronger than him.

"Brother Lin was joking, it was just a fluke."

Jiang Tianzhe looked at the Broken River Sword that was also trembling in his hand, his eyes darkened before he opened his mouth lightly.

Because this Lin Jingyu was actually a bit stronger than he expected.

However, just when Jiang Tianzhe was thinking about whether to use that move, he suddenly found that the sword marks broken all over his body had changed.

Moreover, if it weren't for his special affinity for water elements, it would be impossible for him to discover this abnormality.

But it's too late!

In an instant, thousands of strange dark blue water spiritual power walls surrounded him.

Immediately, Lin Jingyu's voice rang in his ears.

"Be careful—"

.........

"The sixth level of Weak Water Sword Art - Weak Water Cage! No wonder you, Senior Brother Lin, dare to attack on the sixth floor of No. 60." Zhao and his party looked at the strange and powerful Weak Water Cage on the Tiandao Road, The fighting spirit rose instantly, and the long sword in his hand hummed continuously.

"But it's more than that. As far as I know, brother Lin has already broken through the seventh level of Ruo Shui Sword Art half a year ago." Seeing Zhao Xingxing's excitement, Xiao Yan curled his mouth and opened his mouth lightly while hugging Jiuli.

"Are you serious?!" Zhao Xingxing's eyes stared at the sound, and the meaning of making friends with each other was beyond words.

"Boom—"

However, before he and Xiao Yan could continue their conversation, there was a loud noise erupting from above the Dao of Heaven.

And accompanied by the aftermath of extreme cold spread!

......

On the way of heaven.

Lin Jingyu looked at Jiang Tianzhe who had already been trapped in the weak water cage by him, and the long sword in his hand was raised horizontally again, and countless sword qi gathered towards him.

The seventh level of Ruo Shui Jian Jue - return to one.

Thousands of spiritual powers converge into this sword, just like the vast sea area condenses into a drop, the weight of a drop, the force of a sword, and everything becomes one.

But if you want to truly display the power of this sword, you still need two breaths of time to accumulate power.

But two breaths of time, for monks, they can do a lot of things.

Thus, there is the sixth weak water cage of the weak water sword art.

But now that Jiang Tianzhe is trapped in the Weak Water Cage, it is enough for Lin Jingyu to create these two breaths of time.

After all, it took a few breaths of time for Feng Huai, who was burdened with karma, to break through the Weak Water Sword Art last time.

However, Lin Jingyu, who was accumulating strength in the next second, was stunned.

Because an extremely cold breath came from his dantian suddenly, the cold air hit his limbs and bones, and the spiritual power in the meridians was stagnant.

"This is?!"

"Backlash—"

Lin Jingyu's eyes widened for a moment, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw that the faint blue weak water cage in front of him, which weighed a thousand catties, had already solidified into a mass of faint blue ice crystals.

"Boom—"

Immediately afterwards, I saw an icy blue light emanating from the ice crystals in the Weak Water Cage, and the ice crystals shattered in response!

"puff--"

The weak water cage was broken, and Lin Jingyu spit out a mouthful of blood suddenly.

However, if you look closely, you can see some ice scum in the pool of blood.

"how is this possible?!"