As soon as the other party came up, he used powerful martial arts, and Lin Yifan certainly didn't dare to slack off.

He directly cast "Taiyi Light Sword" against Luo Yong's "Eight Tone Sword".

Why didn't he use the "Meteor Sword Technique"? Because his realm was much lower than Luo Yong's, and the strength that the "Meteor Sword Technique" gave him was at most at the peak of the second realm of the gods, and he was not at all an opponent who stood firm on the foundation of the "Eight Tone Sword", so he could only use super martial arts.

Lin Yifan swung out a fierce sword, and the surrounding space trembled.

In an instant, the momentum of the two sides was actually comparable, which was surprising.

"I'll go! That kid is so strong, no wonder he dares to argue with Senior Brother Luo!"

"Why did he know the Kunlun Sect's Taiyi Lightsaber? Could it be that he is a disciple of the Kunlun Sect?"

"This... How could the Kunlun Sect have only three people?"

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The disciples of the Qingcheng faction were shocked by the discussions, but the most shocked person was none other than Zhao Yi, who had a grudge against Lin Yifan.

He thought that he could easily kill Lin Yifan today and take a bad breath for himself and his younger brother, but he didn't expect Lin Yifan's strength to surprise him.

"Damn bastard, how could he be so strong?" Zhao Yi was puzzled.

"Bang!"

The two swords collided as if a small missile had been detonated, rumbling, and in addition to that, the shock wave that erupted swept around, making the dilapidated things around them ping and dusty.

Long Tengyu and the others used their magic power to stabilize their bodies, otherwise they would be blown down.

Luo Yong was shocked, he didn't expect this kid in front of him to be so strong, it seems that he must take it seriously today.

The next moment, he performed light skills and destroyed Lin Yifan with his flexible body.

Lin Yifan was not to be outdone, and showed a light skill that was more powerful than Rayong, and in turn suppressed Rayong.

Luo Yong was horrified in his heart, he thought that his light skills were among the cultivators of the same level, and he could be regarded as strong, but he didn't expect that the strong had their own strong masters, and there was a mountain high.

Lin Yifan's light skills subverted his cognition, this was not something that a cultivator in the early stage of the Second Realm of Transformation could have.

He was very curious about Lin Yifan's identity and Lin Yifan's cultivation method.

This will definitely not be the martial arts that an obscure casual cultivator can possess and the achievements that can be achieved.

After the quick win failed, Rayong intended to win with strength.

He directly performed the unique martial arts of the Qingcheng faction "Male and Female Dragon and Tiger Sword", one dragon and one tiger, and strangled Lin Yifan.

Lin Yifan was not to be outdone, and directly performed the swordsmanship of "One Qi and Three Clears" to fight wits and courage with Luo Yong.

Luo Yong was blinded again, he never thought that the other party would not only know "Taiyi Light Sword", but also "One Qi and Three Qings".

Not only him, but even the other disciples of the Qingcheng Sect looked incredulous.

"He... Isn't he a disciple of the Kunlun Sect? Why did he suddenly become a disciple of the Wudang Sect?"

"Martial arts are endless, unpredictable, could it be that he is a disciple of the Medicine Saint Valley?"

"Disciple of the Medicine Saint Valley, but that kid Zhao Yi didn't say it!"

Everyone turned their eyes to Zhao Yi in the corner and questioned Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi was so frightened that he trembled for a while, and replied: "He is a disciple of the Medicine Sacred Valley. ”

"Made! He's a disciple of the Medicine Sacred Valley, why didn't you say it earlier? The disciples of the Qingcheng faction blamed again and again.

Medicine Saint Valley was a sect with a lot of influence, and no one wanted to be an enemy of it, so they hated Zhao Yi a little bit for concealing the facts.

However, the matter had come to this point, and it was useless to scold too much, so they had to persuade Senior Brother Luo to stop as soon as possible, so as not to cause a big disaster.

So he shouted: "Senior Brother Luo, he is a disciple of the Medicine Saint Valley, stop fighting!"

"What about the disciples of the Medicine Saint Valley, here they are all enemies except for their own people!" replied Luo Yong.

He couldn't swallow this evil breath, he must defeat Lin Yifan, and after learning that Lin Yifan was a disciple of the Medicine Saint Valley, he became even more determined in this idea.

Luo Yong is right, here, except for his own people, they are all enemies, so using his identity to suppress the other party seems ridiculous in Lin Yifan's eyes.

Therefore, he has always relied on himself and spoke on his own strength.

Senior Brother Luo actually didn't agree to stop, and the Qingcheng sect disciples were at a loss and at a loss.

The two major factions are competing, and no one can get benefits, and in the end, the cheapest ones will be outsiders.

Zhao Yi didn't know whether Luo Yong's persistence was a blessing or a curse for him, he always felt that Luo Yong would definitely lose, just because Lin Yifan said that sentence confidently just now.

That sentence directly pronounced that Rayong lost and was irreversible.

This is what he has known about Lin Yifan for many days.

After the first two battles, Long Tengyu and Luqiu Shaoge let go a lot.

Lin Yifan's strength probably has a bottom in their hearts. In a small world, no one is Lin Yifan's opponent;

Lin Yifan's moves are varied and unfathomable, and in order to deal with Rayong's anti-breaking and returning to the truth, the changes are not complicated.

Sometimes more does not prevail over less, but in the case of more and less refinement, more must prevail less.

Just like the current Lin Yifan, super martial arts emerge in endlessly, and Rayong is defeated and retreated, and he can't parry.

At this moment, Luo Yong knew that he was not Lin Yifan's opponent, but he just didn't admit that he lost, and in order to win Lin Yifan, he did the same thing as Yao Xiaoling, and asked the peak junior disciples of the sect to help and attack Lin Yifan.

"Hurry up and help! ”

He could only use this point to tempt the sect's junior disciples to make a move.

However, the disciples at the peak of the Qingcheng Sect's Transformation God Second Realm were not "Sabi" and "noisy", so they asked: "Senior Brother Luo, where is the treasure on him?"

Luo Yong was anxious, because he really didn't find any treasures on Lin Yifan. However, he rolled his eyes and locked his gaze on the golden ring on the middle finger of Lin Yifan's left hand, and then forcibly reported: "Didn't you see a golden ring on his hand?"

The peak disciple of the Qingcheng Sect's Transformation God Second Realm looked disdainful, this gold ring is all over the street, it is a fart baby.

However, in Lin Yifan's eyes, this is his treasure second only to black beads. So what Rayong said just now scared him a lot.

He also thought that his disguised immortal ring had been discovered, but fortunately it wasn't.

"Senior Brother Luo, stop it! we shouldn't be enemies of the Medicine Sacred Valley!" the Qingcheng Sect disciple persuaded again.

They believe that Rayong asked them to make a move because they couldn't let go, not because of any treasure at all.

"There are only three of them, I'm afraid of a fart! Don't you want to get that martial arts secret book that records the comprehension of the Great Dao and the use of the Great Dao?" Luo Yong asked.

This sentence really shook the hearts of the disciples of the Qingcheng faction.

(End of chapter)