Cong Yan rushed over violently, and at the moment of fighting, he was blown away by Lin Yi's sword, spitting blood from his mouth, and flying out upside down with a stunned face.

"Hey!"

Lin Yi made a sword of might, but he didn't give Congyan a chance to breathe at all, stepped forward, drew a half-circle with his arm, picked up the giant sword, the blue "color" qi and blood rose, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and he slashed vertically and vertically with one move, and went straight to cut Congyan's body.

The sword moves are not a little fancy, they are extremely simple, but with the giant sword, they complement each other and look powerful.

The two brothers had the same mind, Cong Yan was defeated by Lin Yi with a sword, Cong Miao immediately reacted, and smashed at Lin Yi with a murderous spirit.

Cong Miao also showed the eyesight and adaptability that a Jindan monk should have at this time, he was very clever in this move, and he did not directly intercept Lin Yi's giant sword, but chose to attack Lin Yi directly.

Congyan still can't block Lin Yi's sword, although there is a careless factor in it, but it is inferred from Miao's lightning and flint that if he blocks Lin Yi's sword, even if he can barely save Congyan, he will be injured.

And Cong Miao's choice to attack Lin Yi seemed to be the wisest move.

If Lin Yi's sword moves remain unchanged and continue to pursue Cong Yan, he will have flaws, and he will have no time to care about it, and he will be hit by Cong Miao's cold ice mace.

And if Lin Yi changes his moves temporarily, his momentum will be weakened, and the power of this sword will definitely decrease, and Miao is sure that he will be able to block it unharmed.

If you can climb to the position of the core disciple of the sect, you are the best among the thousands, and once you put away your contempt, it is not easy for anyone.

Lin Yi's situation suddenly fell into passivity, and he was in a dilemma, and many monks who could see the situation on the field clearly all sweated for Lin Yi.

Lin Yi was not 'chaotic' in the face of danger, his expression was calm, and he snorted lightly, and two blue 'color' light curtains suddenly burst out from the two ribs behind him, trembling slightly, faintly driving a kind of mysterious avenue in the void.

Sword Wings!

The sword wing appeared, Lin Yi's speed skyrocketed, and at the same time, his eyes moved, and he said silently in his heart: "Yi!"

From Miao's cold ice mace appeared to stagnate for a moment, coupled with Lin Yi's skyrocketing speed, almost instantly, Lin Yi and Han Bing Gong passed by, the difference was a fraction of a second, and it was dangerous.

But it was this slight difference that allowed Lin Yi to easily get out of the predicament, regain control of the situation, and gain the upper hand!

The monks below couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

A hint of surprise flashed in Shen Xijun's eyes, and he said softly: "Is it luck? If it is a little slower, I am afraid it will be a different situation." ”

Wu Dingyun shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid it's not luck, this person has some ability, and it is not easy to suppress the monks in the middle stage of the Jindan with the cultivation of the Phantom Pill stage." Oh, by the way, his unsightly greatsword shouldn't be ordinary. ”

Shen Xijun's beautiful eyes drifted to Meng Lun, and he said softly, "What do you think, senior brother?"

"I don't care about the rest, I'm wondering why Cong Miao's cold ice mace stalled at the critical moment, albeit briefly...... But if there was no momentary pause, Mu Qing would not have been able to dodge this move!" Meng Lun squinted his eyes, with a little solemnity on his face.

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw the doubt in each other's eyes.

The three of them did not make a move, but they analyzed Lin Yi almost.

The battle situation is ever-changing, and no one knows what will happen in the next moment.

Lin Yi released two hole cards one after another to win this rare opportunity, and his momentum rose in an instant, with a long roar, the sword momentum remained unchanged, and he slashed towards the already injured Cong Yan.

Cong Miao's cold ice gong failed, and Cong Yan could only face Lin Yi's earth-shattering blow alone.

In desperation, Cong Yan could only hold up the flame gong again, barely block in front of him, and use all his spiritual power to meet Lin Yi's giant sword.

"Dang!"

Another crunch.

Immediately afterwards, Congyan was smashed to the ground by Lin Yi's sword, stirring up a layer of heavy dust.

Congyan was in unbearable pain, his muscles and bones were about to break, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood again, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear and fear.

"Shhh

There was a gasp from under the floating stone, and the monks were dumbfounded.

Two swords!

From the time the two sides fought until now, Lin Yi had only made a total of two swords, but he had seriously injured the core disciples of the Lujun Sect and almost lost his combat effectiveness.

"Senior Brother Mu deserves to be the chief disciple, these two swords really slashed out the majesty of the chief disciple!"

"Yes, it's really powerful, Senior Brother Mu surprised us again, don't look at people who are just in the Phantom Pill stage, but they are pressing your monks in the middle stage of Jindan to beat you!"

After this monk finished speaking, he also looked at the disciple of the Broken Army Sect next to him with a slight provocation.

The disciple of the Broken Army Sect snorted lightly: "What's the spirit, Senior Brother Meng Lun and the three of them didn't make a move, once they make a move, there will definitely be no suspense!"

Dongfang Ye had seen the power of Lin Yi's sword blade storm, and when he heard this, he sighed leisurely: "There is indeed no suspense, but it is not certain who loses and who wins......"

Lin Yi's two swords were seriously injured by Congyan, indirectly breaking the combined attack technique of the two brothers.

After Miao Han passed by Lin Yi, before he could react, his brother's side had been knocked down and he was unable to fight again.

This situation made Cong Miao feel at a loss.

Originally, he was also a Jindan monk, and he would not have fallen to this, but Lin Yi's schedule was too strong and imposing, and he was not sure to face it alone.

The cultivation of the two brothers is almost the same, but they were cut like a puddle of mud by Lin Yi's two swords from Yan, and these two swords also completely crushed Cong Miao's confidence.

Lin Yi tilted his head slightly, staring at Cong Miao who was holding a cold ice hammer with blazing eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he "revealed" a harmless smile.

But for some reason, a trace of cold air rose from the bottom of her heart, and she only felt that her sweat and hair stood up, and she subconsciously took half a step back.

As soon as he retreated in this half step, Lin Yi's eyes lit up, he chuckled, and with the giant sword on his shoulder, he rushed straight to attack from Miao, striding meteors, as fast as lightning.

Seeing Cong Miao's half step back, the three monks of the Lujun Sect sighed secretly in their hearts at the same time: "Cong Miao has been defeated!"

Before he was afraid, his own strength was not Lin Yi's opponent, and his momentum was a lot weaker, and the outcome was doomed.

Shen Xijun looked at Lin Yi with beautiful eyes, smiled coquettishly, and said: "Dao friendly means, Xijun has itchy skills for a while, so he will join in the fun." ”

Without waiting for Lin Yi to speak, Shen Xijun shot directly.

"Woohoo!"

With his hands raised slightly, Shen Xijun's palms burst out with three white rays as thin as gossamers, if it weren't for Lin Yi's strong divine sense, he would hardly be able to see it really.

Shen Xijun's three white light soldiers were divided into two ways, two of which were to cut off Lin Yi's sword momentum, intending to save Cong Miao from the latter being injured by Lin Yi's sword, and the other directly attacked Lin Yi's head.

"Three silver needles!"

Although the silver needle is small, its power has not diminished in the slightest, but it has become more dangerous. If you are careless, you may be taken advantage of.

Moreover, Shen Xijun controlled the three pill weapons as soon as she made a move, which showed her ability to control the "" in her divine sense.

Lin Yi's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he saw Shen Xijun's methods thoroughly.

This Jindan Dacheng's shot is one level higher than Cong Miao, not only in terms of tactics, but also in power.

This time, the situation was the same as Fang Cai, but the monk who came to the rescue was replaced by a Jindan Dacheng monk.

Many of the disciples below stared intently at the fight on the floating stone, speculating about how Lin Yi would respond.