Chapter 141 The Death of the Dragonscaled Horse

It was still early in the evening, and Lin Tian came to the practice area again. This time, he chose to go to the rapids and torrents to have a look.

"I'll go as well!"

Xin Chengyun said.

Lin Tian didn't say anything, and Xin Chengyun followed him into the space of the torrent.

Rumble!

As soon as he entered it, there was a burst of roar, and the earth seemed to be shaking. Ahead, a long and wide river traversed from north to south, the water flow was reddish blue, turbulent and frightening, splashing waves of water.

"This place, it seems that I can't help you, are you going down?"

Lin Tian asked.

Xin Chengyun swallowed his saliva, the red-blue water was not only surprisingly fast, but also made people feel a terrible chill when approaching, which made Xin Chengyun tremble involuntarily, and said: "Well, I suddenly remembered that there is something else To deal with it, I thought, I'd have to go home right away."

Lin Tian: "..."

"Brother-in-law, come on!"

Xin Chengyun said something, waved vigorously at Lin Tian, ​​and then ran out.

Lin Tian smiled and shook his head. To be honest, Xin Chengyun, who is in the physical training state, really can't bear this place.

Looking at the front again, the current is as magnificent as ten thousand horses galloping. Occasionally, there will be huge waves rushing up, nearly ten feet high, and the rumbling sound is like thunder shaking. Lin Tian swept away at random, and saw that there were many college disciples practicing in the turbulent current, fighting against the turbulent current that washed away.

"It's really spectacular!"

Lin Tian said to himself.

After a pause, Lin Tian didn't hesitate, and even stepped into it.

The torrent looked fierce, but it wasn't deep. After stepping into it, the water surface probably reached around his abdomen. But even so, the torrent is extremely cold, even the current Lin Tian can't help but feel a chill in his body, a bone-piercing chill enveloped him, as if it wanted to invade his bone marrow.

"This torrent is used to hone the physical strength and stamina of warriors, which is really good."

Lin Tian secretly said.

The rushing torrent slapped on the body, even Lin Tian felt a little pain, and the biting cold was not something ordinary people could bear, which made him shiver a few times. Moreover, according to his understanding, the total length of this turbulent torrent is three hundred feet, and the higher it goes up, the faster the current and the stronger the chill.

"Looking at this situation, if you want to stand firm in this torrent, even at the end, it is estimated that you must have the cultivation base of the early stage of the divine vein at the worst. If you want to stand firm at the source, I am afraid, You have to know the sea environment."

After a while, Lin Tian shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

He took a deep breath, and started to run the quadrupole meridian, supporting his body with the tyrannical true energy, resisting the rushing torrent, and at the same time, using it to resist the biting cold contained in the torrent. Afterwards, he began to adjust the speed of the flow of true energy in his body, and practiced the Nirvana Fist that he had just obtained in the Sutra Pavilion.

"Ni Mie Fist, compresses the true essence, and swings out a substantial beam-shaped fist, destroying everything in a straight line."

Lin Tian whispered.

According to the records in Nirvana Boxing, Lin Tian constantly adjusted the true energy in his body, so that the true energy gathered in the right fist, and then compressed it like pressing cotton. Soon, a severe pain came, and he felt that his right fist seemed to have turned into a balloon, and there was wanton air inside, trying to burst his fist.

This made Lin Tian's face change, and he stopped quickly.

"My current physical strength is comparable to that of a seventh-level Divine Vein Realm expert, but it is still difficult to practice this Nirvana boxing technique. It is difficult to withstand the real energy compressed at the end of the fist, and I cannot reach the point of blasting out the fist." Lin Tian murmured to himself and shook his head: "It seems that the strength of the physical body must be increased quickly."

After thinking about it, Lin Tian temporarily gave up practicing Nirvana boxing and began to focus on physical fitness. The quadrupole meridians were running rapidly, and the faint true essence condensed on the surface of the body. Facing the monstrous waves, he began to move upstream bit by bit. After a while, he walked from the end of the turbulence to the middle of the turbulence.

Rumble!

when you come here,

The turbulence is even more astonishing, the occasional water waves are as high as fifteen feet, and the water flow is even colder.

Lin Tian took a deep breath, the quadrupole meridian was running faster, and walked forward again.

There were quite a few people in the rapids, almost all of them were old disciples, and they couldn't help being surprised after seeing this scene.

"Who is that guy? He actually crossed half of this turbulent stream and is still going up!"

"It's a bit strange, I've never seen it before."

"Could it be this year's freshmen?!"

"Freshmen? Are there such strong people among the freshmen?"

"This physical body is perverted!"

Many people stare.

You know, if you want to cross the middle of the torrent, you need at least the fifth level of the divine veins!

Lin Tian didn't care about these people's comments, he gritted his teeth and continued walking until he was about 120 feet away from the source of the violent turbulence.

"Just here."

Lin Tian said to himself.

The four-pole meridian was running quickly, and then he made a movement that made all the old disciples behind him tremble, he buried his head, and his whole body was submerged in the turbulent current!

"I'll go! What is this buddy doing?"

"This, isn't it dizzy?"

"Fart! No matter how you look at it, he shrank into the water by himself!"

Many old disciples were shocked, and even forgot that they were cultivating, and stared straight ahead.

In this way, time passed by every minute and every second.

Soon, a quarter of an hour passed.

"Isn't it really fainted?"

"It's only been a quarter of an hour. What's the rush? Those with strong divine veins can hold their breath for at least half an hour."

"But here is turbulence, how can it be compared with the outside world! Moreover, that guy is still standing so close to the source of the turbulence!"

Many people talked about it.

Another quarter of an hour passed, just when most people thought that Lin Tian had passed out, finally, a wave of water suddenly splashed in front of him, and Lin Tian stood up in a huff, which shocked many old disciples again a bit.

"Two quarters of an hour! In that kind of place, the whole body is submerged in the turbulence, and it actually persisted for two quarters of an hour!"

"This is really a new student? The whole thing is a pervert!"

"This physique, I'm afraid it can at least be compared to the seventh-level powerhouse of the Divine Vein Realm!"

Many people were dumbfounded.

Lin Tian didn't pay attention to the voices of these people at this time, but felt a burst of tearing pain coming from his body, and his legs submerged in the turbulent tremor faintly.

"It seems that the limit has been reached."

he said to himself.

Holding his breath, he submerged himself in the turbulent flow. The turbulent torrent washed over every part of his body wantonly, and the bone-piercing chill kept pouring into his body, like ice blades cutting his body. Under other circumstances, he persisted for two quarters of an hour, enough to stand in the turbulent current for three hours normally.

Taking a deep breath, he squatted slightly, and then jumped up suddenly.

With a whoosh, he rushed up from the turbulence and landed steadily on the shore.

"I'm going, but I still have the strength to jump! Really..."

"Monster!"

This scene made many people palpitate.

Walking out of the turbulence, Lin Tian immediately felt better, his body was no longer cold, and his breathing became smoother. After a pause, he walked out of the small space of the torrent, only to feel that his body was much tougher.

Soon after, Lin Tian returned to his residence. It was already evening, he washed his body, changed into clean clothes, and then crossed his legs on the bed, opened the two spirit-gathering patterns and began to practice.

"Buzz!"

A faint silver light lingers on his body, setting him off extremely elegantly, like a fairy coming to the dust.

Soon, the night passed.

Time passed, and in the next few days, Lin Tian went to practice in the rapids almost every day, constantly honing his body. Gradually, Lin Tian discovered the benefits of this turbulent torrent, not only can the warrior strengthen his body, but also the cold air contained in the turbulent flow can penetrate the Taoist acupoint again and again, making it easier to build the divine vein in the future.

In the blink of an eye, five days passed.

On this day, Lin Tian walked out of his residence, preparing to practice in the rapids as always. These days, he feels that his physical body is much stronger, and he thinks that he will be able to start practicing Nirvana Fist in the near future. Compressing the true energy to the extreme, wielding the materialized whole body, can kill the enemy from a distance, he is looking forward to it!

"Brother-in-law! It's not good, brother-in-law!"

At this moment, Xin Chengyun, who hadn't seen him for a few days, hurried over from a distance, panting heavily.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Tian was a little strange.

Xin Chengyun's face was a bit ugly, and he said cautiously: "Brother-in-law, dragon-scaled horse, it, it..."

Lin Tian frowned, feeling bad. Without asking what happened to Xin Chengyun, he walked straight towards the stable of the Emperor's Courtyard. Soon, he came to the stable, and saw a group of people in front of him, discussing something in a low voice. The location of the scaled horse. He walked up to push away the crowd, and his expression changed immediately.

In front of him, the dragon-scaled horse was lying on the ground, its soft mane was completely stained red with blood, its body was covered with dense sword marks, its limbs were completely cut off, and it was already dying. Lin Tian walked quickly to the side of Longlin Baoju, Longlin Baoju seemed to sense the master's arrival, and struggled a little, but couldn't stand up again.

Squatting down and resting his right hand on the dragon-scaled horse, Lin Tian felt that the life force of the dragon-scaled horse was rapidly disappearing, and it was impossible to survive. After sweeping his gaze, he realized that not only the limbs of the Dragon Scaled Horse had been severed, but also its abdomen had been sliced ​​open. Blood flowed out desperately, completely staining the ground red.

The Longlin Baoju opened its mouth, as if it wanted to scream twice, but the blood kept gushing out.

Lin Tian clenched his fists tightly, and a terrible evil spirit suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"rest in peace!"

He said a few words, then took out the dagger from the stone ring, after trembling a few times, he finally shot out in pain, slit the throat of the dragon-scale treasure horse, and ended the dragon-scale treasure horse's last breath with his own hands. Limbs were cut off, abdomen was sliced ​​open, Longlin Baoju could no longer survive, he didn't want Baoju to suffer any more.

Standing up, Lin Tian swept around, with terrifying killing intent coming out of his body.

"Who did it!"

Staring at the crowd, his voice was a little low, and his eyes were even more terrifying.

Facing these gazes, everyone was startled, and many people started to back away.

Lin Tian stepped forward and came to one of them almost instantly, grabbing the collar of the other person: "Who did it!"

Looking at Lin Tian's terrifying eyes from a close distance, the man's face was pale, and he almost fainted from fright.

"Xia...Xia Wu..."

This person is also a freshman of this year's Emperor Academy, and he knows Xia Wu.