Salty ...... Lin Tian pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, grinned, he lowered his head and closed his eyes, recovering his strength as if he was drinking a red bottle, I have seen your swordsmanship, then now, it is my turn, in mid-air, Lin Tian's arched body suddenly straightened up a little bit, raised his face, and the crystal sweat sprinkled on the loess under him.

Ye Wuru noticed it, his heart jumped, under the dazzling sun, his face full of sweat was a palpitating calm, his eyelashes covered with sweat trembled, like a door to another world trembled, Lin Tian's eyes slowly opened.

Ye Wuru looked at Lin Tian with some surprise, his face was still the same, obviously it was still covered with beads of sweat, but the outright coldness and indifference seemed to be a different person from the young man standing in front of him, how could a person's temperament change so much? Ye Wuru's heart was shocked inexplicably, and Lin Tian in front of him was full of dangerous aura.

Lin Tian, who was standing with his hands down, exuded a cold aura, indifferently staring at Ye Wuru in front of him, the soreness in his muscles was still there, but at this time, Lin Tian's heart was like ice and snow, and the feeling of his body was directly cut off, he suddenly took a step forward, and the figure flashed, and suddenly disappeared.

Ye Wuru's eyes shrank, his wrist flipped over, and the long sword held vertically in front of him suddenly slashed horizontally, there was no light, only pure power, the sword slashed through the air, and the powerful power contained in the sword body instantly shattered the air on the surface of the sword body, giving people the illusion that the sword body was distorted, and the sword body accurately hit Lin Tian's body, and the feeling of being empty in his hand made Ye Wuru immediately realize that this sword was missing.

He was about to draw his sword and retreat, suddenly, three points of light like a stream of fireflies appeared below his field of vision, and the feeling of extreme danger hit Ye Wuru's heart, without thinking about it, with a flick of his wrist, in the crisp sound of air crackling, the long sword brought a blurred sword shadow, and stabbed the three points of the stream firefly with incomparable accuracy.

'Papapa!' Every time he stabbed a point of light, a wisp of cold Dao power did not enter the sword body, Ye Wuru suddenly held an ice sword, extremely cold, he shivered, almost couldn't hold the sword, but he was also a master of body refining, his body was extremely strong, he gritted his teeth and stabbed behind him with a backhand sword.

Missed again, the sword body shook, snapped, and hit accurately, Ye Wuru shuddered again, his right hand felt almost frozen, 'Snort!' A string of sparks suddenly lit up in front of his eyes, Ye Wuru's expression was as usual, the sword handed over to his left hand, and stabbed it fiercely.

The sparks seemed to explode in front of Ye Wuru, Lin Tian's blurred figure flickered in the firelight, Ye Wuru's expression was calm, the sword in his left hand was not hindered at all, and it hit Lin Tian's every long sword with great accuracy, even the sword qi hidden in the long sword did not cause trouble to Ye Wuru, whenever his arm was about to freeze, he changed the sword to one hand.

In Lin Tian's field of vision, Ye Wuru in front of him was ruthless, there was almost no flaw, his swordsmanship was simple and simple, he obviously knew his strengths and weaknesses, it was a perfect match, Ye Wuru was not without flaws, but he knew how to protect these weaknesses like this.

This is the true master's demeanor, any strong man, no matter what his fighting style, will not have a fatal weakness, but Lin Tian's heart did not have the slightest wave, he constantly changed his body, ghostly footwork and the power of the long sword, he was vividly exerted.

Ye Wuru's face was calm, but his heart was extremely awe-inspiring, this Lin Tian obviously only had the strength of the second-layer realm of the divine soul, but his cultivation had reached such a strong point, what made Ye Wuru feel troublesome was this guy's unbelievable body style.

Suddenly backwards when rushing forward, his body seems to be able to change direction in any direction at any time, completely contrary to common sense, which allows Lin Tian to attack from any angle, Ye Wuru has to cheer up and deal with Lin Tian's elusive attack, and Lin Tian's attack, no matter the angle or timing, is amazing, and it also makes Ye Wuru unspeakably uncomfortable.

He needs to concentrate more to resist Lin Tian's attack, if it weren't for Lin Tian's weak Dao power, then he would really be in big trouble this time, both sides are fighting fast, dazzling, suddenly, Ye Wushu felt a little tired, and he was suddenly shocked.

He immediately understood, this was Lin Tian's tricky attack, which kept him in a state of tension, and his spirit and psychology began to show fatigue, this was the first time in Ye Ruthless's fighting career that he felt so tired, could this be Lin Tian's true intention? And this guy ...... I've touched myself so many times...... How can there still be power?

Ye Wuru had some doubts in his heart, his sword was extremely heavy, and he intersected with Lin Tian so many times, but Lin Tian was like no one, Lin Tian's strength was good, but that was only for ordinary people, quite for him, vulnerable, it stands to reason that he should have exhausted his physical strength a long time ago, how could he still have the strength to maintain such a high-intensity attack?

'Ding!' The moment the long sword in his hand intersected with Lin Tian's sword, he sensed that something was wrong, and sure enough, the long sword bounced up, which was a sign of too much physical exertion, and Lin Tian's sensitivity to battle would inevitably be perceived, no, this situation must be changed, Ye Wuru has a decisive character, once he makes a decision, he will not drag the mud and water at all, draw his sword and retreat, unexpectedly, Lin Tian did not chase after him.

It was only at this time that Ye Wuru saw Lin Tian's situation clearly, and suddenly his heart was slightly relieved, Lin Tian was completely soaked, sweat was gushing, although the expression on his face was still palpitating and cold, but the sweat and flushed face, heavy breathing, and slightly trembling arms could all see that he was already at the end of the strong crossbow.

Ye Wuru didn't despise it at all, Lin Tian in front of him had already given him too many surprises and surprises, he didn't like this feeling, the blood in his body was boiling like boiling, the long sword was erected, and the amazing true qi was overflowing, Ye Wuru's hair was fluttering, standing with the sword in his hand, his eyebrows were solemn, like a god of war.

In Lin Tian's field of vision, Ye's ruthless momentum soared at an astonishing speed, and the feeling of extreme danger enveloped his whole body, and there were faint signs of instability in his cold state of mind.

Lin Tian's terrifying cold aura disappeared suddenly, and the sharp pain and tiredness that had been shielded before came like a tide, Lin Tian groaned, almost unconscious, he gritted his teeth and held back, but his face was distorted, looking extremely hideous, he was really a powerful enemy......

Lin Tian smiled bitterly in his heart, he used the strength of breastfeeding, opened his arms, Lin Tian trembled all over, looking like a broken scarecrow trembling in the wind.

He gritted his teeth and glared at Ye Wuru, grinning and wanting to laugh, but ho ho was like a convulsion, such a predicament, such a strong enemy, did not make Lin Tian feel discouraged at all, on the contrary, he felt very excited, sincerely excited, as if there was something sleeping in his body, which was gradually being awakened.

Lin Tian's legs, which were firmly rooted in the ground like nails, tightened, his body fell forward violently, dragging a long sword with both hands, and with the strength of his whole body, the tiger pounced away!

Feeling the oncoming wind, looking at the person who dragged the sword behind him and fought for his life, Ye Wuru's eyes were filled with a mixture of pity and mockery, and his right hand reached out of the cuff and spread his fingers in the night breeze.

The sound of breaking the wind was not the airflow rolled up by Lin Tianhu's body, but the sound of the deep sunset being torn by some force, the sound of the sword shadow that disappeared behind without knowing the sound of humming, almost in front and behind, the ghosts and gods were unpredictable, instantly tearing the sky and stabbing Lin Tian's back like lightning!

The grass swept by the wind suddenly fell silent, and then the panic dispersed in all directions, and the mist suddenly condensed, and then settled to the ground very slowly, and time seemed to have slowed down a lot, what a powerful blow!

Feeling the absolute coldness coming from behind him and the sharp meaning that had begun to break his heart before he had even made contact, Lin Tian felt such a sigh in his mind, knowing that the hand of the god of death was about to brush his back.

But he didn't look back, he didn't dodge, he still ran like a tiger, he still ran, because he knew that there was no way back, and it was futile to dodge so closely, and at this moment he could only run towards death or run faster than death, so that there was the last glimmer of hope.

Rushing to the place two steps in front of Ye Wuru's body, Lin Tian completely ignored the aura of death that was so close behind him, stared at the other party's neck with his eyes, and slashed at the sword with both hands!

Looking at the fierce sword light that came from the splitting face, Ye Wuru did not have the slightest expression on his face, he clearly saw that the long sword under his perception control had already flown behind Lin Tian like lightning, and before the sword blade fell, this young man would die, and the long sword in Lin Tian's hand was still three feet away from Ye Wuru's neck.

Ye Ruthless's long sword was still a foot away from Lin Tian's back, and the magic weapon controlled by the monk was faster than the sword swung by the best swordsman in the world, no matter how it was calculated, although Lin Tian fought bravely and had a desperate opportunity, it was a pity that this last fight could only kill his own life, but it could not hurt Ye Ruthless in the slightest.

The next moment, Lin Tian should have died, but he didn't die, he quietly let go of his left hand and stretched it out to his back very naturally, holding a piece of hard object that poked out of the shroud, he held a dagger, his slender and stable fingers held the small sword and turned it hard, and flew backwards with a 'boom', blocking the humming sword shadow.

Ye Wuru was engrossed in it, and the sword shadow that made a killing blow was wrapped in endless power, but when the long sword stabbed the seemingly ordinary dagger, there were very unimaginable follow-up changes, and there was no sound of tearing, nor did there sound of fierce collision.

The incomparably sharp flying sword stabbed the small dagger, like a fallen leaf falling into an endless quagmire, and like a tired mosquito gently landing on the dark windowsill, the high-speed vibrating and humming flying sword seemed to be glued to the dagger, and suddenly returned to absolute silence.