In front of everyone's eyes, the huge phantom behind Zhao Kunpeng, which was transforming from Kun to Peng, was shattered and broken. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The wind blew, and all the shadows were gone with the wind.

A dead leaf was swept by the wind and flew between Lin Yi and Zhao Kunpeng, and in an instant!

Syllable!

In the blink of an eye, the dead leaves shattered into thousands of pieces, turned into a cloud of dust, and were swept away by the wind.

When!

The Kunpeng sword in Zhao Kunpeng's hand was broken with a single handle, and the wide sword body like a door panel was heavily inserted into the ground.

There was only a sword hilt left in Zhao Kunpeng's hand, the corners of his eyes trembled, he looked at Lin Yi in disbelief, looking at the sword he relied on to become famous, he muttered to himself: "No...... My Kunpeng Sword! He actually cut off my Kunpeng Sword......!

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from all over his body, and a line of blood flowed from the corner of his eye, followed by blood from his nostrils, the corners of his mouth, and his ears.

With a pop, Zhao Kunpeng fell to his knees, he gasped for breath, stared at Lin Yi with a frightened expression, his dry lips opened, and he spit out a few words with great difficulty: "What a terrible swordsmanship...... What kind of swordsmanship is this......"

It was surprisingly quiet, and everyone's eyes widened in disbelief at the scene that was happening in the center of the street.

At the door of the shops on both sides of the street, countless shopkeepers and shopkeepers had round eyes, their mouths wide open, and the slightest sound of gasping for air conditioning was endless.

The many monks who followed Zhao Kunpeng were all looking forward to witnessing a fierce battle. However, they never dreamed that the battle would end abruptly just after it began, and in a way that they had not expected at all.

"What's going on? Why did Zhao Kunpeng's giant sword break? The Kunpeng phantom behind Zhao Kunpeng also disappeared without a trace.

What's going on?"

"Could it be Lin Yi's sword? However, Lin Yi's sword looks light and fluttering, without any momentum, not even sword energy, how can he smash the Kunpeng phantom behind Zhao Kunpeng? How can he cut off the Kunpeng giant sword that Zhao Kunpeng relied on to become famous?"

"But if it wasn't for Lin Yi's doing, why would Zhao Kunpeng bleed again? ”

"It's not wrong, it must be Lin Yi's sword that smashed the Kunpeng Phantom and cut off the Kunpeng Giant Sword, and the strong sword qi made Zhao Kunpeng's seven orifices bleed and he couldn't stand on his knees. ”

"It's amazing! What kind of swordsmanship is this? Turning the ordinary into magical, easy to come by, but so strong, so strong that people are afraid from the bottom of their bones. ”

The monks whispered, all looking at Lin Yi with fearful eyes.

And Lin Yi's face was already calm as usual, the Ziyang Sword in his hand pointed obliquely at the ground, the previous sword seemed to have inadvertently slapped a fly away, it was not a big deal at all.

Lin Yi held his sword and spared Zhao Kunpeng, who was kneeling on the ground, without even looking at him, and walked straight towards the alley.

After Lin Yi walked out twenty or thirty meters, a monk immediately rushed to Zhao Kunpeng's side and helped him up.

"Be careful, don't move, oh no! Brother Kunpeng's whole body is broken...... "One monk exclaimed.

As soon as these words came out, the sound of gasping air rang out again.

"Lin Yi is so vicious! If you abolish the meridians of Brother Kunpeng's body, it is better to kill him. For a monk, not being able to practice in this life and this life is even more cruel than killing him. Lin Yi, you are so poisonous!"

Lin Yi didn't care about the chatter and curse behind him, how could the lion care about the buzzing of flies and mosquitoes?

Lin Yi silently pondered in his heart, the words that Zhao Dazhui had said before, and thought about how to regain his own dragon fruit and paper crane.

The wind, getting stronger and stronger, blew the pretense hunting on both sides of the street.

Lin Yi's hair was blown wildly, and where Lin Yi passed, the guys and shopkeepers in the shops on both sides were all frightened and shrunk into the store, secretly looking at Lin Yi's figure, and their whole bodies were silent.

All the way, all the way to the wind.

When he came to the entrance of the alley, a man wearing a hat blocked Lin Yi's way.

The man in the hat put his entire body into a black coat, revealing only a pair of slender eyes, and he clasped his hands around his chest and held a slender sword.

He looked at Lin Yi silently, a pair of slender eyes were like the eyes of a poisonous snake, being targeted by such a pair of eyes, giving people a wet and sticky feeling, and his whole body was very uncomfortable.

Now.

Lin Yi felt this way.

The man in black at the entrance of the alley didn't say a word, and there was no trace of murderous aura under the mountain, but Lin Yi could feel that the man in black was determined to kill him.

Lin Yi's long sword pointed diagonally at the ground, silently looking at the man in black in front of him, the two of them kept a distance of ten meters between the two people, this is already the limit of a safe distance, and if they go even further, both of them may rise up and take out their swords!

The monks behind Lin Yi abandoned Zhao Kunpeng and gradually surrounded him.

"Who is the man in black? Lin Yi just flew Zhao Kunpeng, he actually dared to challenge Lin Yi, could he be more powerful than Zhao Kunpeng?"

"Shhhhhhh Look at the outfit of the man in black, ten|have|eight|nine are people from the Bashan Sword Sect. The Bashan Sword Sect has always had a small belly, and sometimes someone accidentally says a bad word about them, and they will be dead on the street the next day. ”

"Could it be the rumored most evil, brutal, and inhuman Bashan Sword Sect?"

"That's right.

Decades ago, the Bashan Sword Sect became famous in the cultivation world, but because of its declining reputation, what it did was too much, which made everyone in the cultivation world shout and beat. I heard that in recent years, the Bashan Sword Sect has taken refuge in the Qin Feng Sect and has been protected by the Qin Feng Sect, and now it is thriving in the cultivation realm. ”

"Then this man in black wearing a hat must be very famous in the Bashan Sword Sect?"

"He should be the new genius of the Bashan Sword Sect in recent years, the Black Dou Ba Yin Tiger. Wearing a hat all day long, insidious like a snake, as powerful as a tiger, the famous Bayin Tiger of Bashan Sword Sect. ”

At the entrance of the alley, the black hat Yin Tiger looked at Lin Yi coldly, and suddenly spoke.

"Lin Yi, when I saw you, you were already dead. ”

His voice was shrill and piercing, like a rattlesnake wagging its tail, like two pieces of iron rubbing violently, which was very uncomfortable to listen to.

The dozen or so monks not far behind Lin Yi couldn't help but get goosebumps all over their bodies after hearing the voice of the Bayin Tiger.

Lin Yi looked at Bayin Tiger and said lightly, "You also want to challenge me, do you want to become the second Zhao Kunpeng?"

Ba Yinhu sneered disdainfully: "Zhao Kunpeng's waste wood, how can he be compared to my black hat? It's you, Lin Yi, I heard that during the catastrophe of the Pearl Sect, you killed several martial arts powerhouses of the Qin Feng Sect, I am very puzzled, with your weak cultivation, how can you kill those strong people? Isn't it that there are masters behind you to help you and give you a high hat? However, if you meet me today, it will be your death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hat on his head suddenly flew towards Lin Yi!