While Pojun and Shi Lei were fighting fiercely, the intensity of the battle in the other ring was not inferior to them at all.

The terrifying storm was spreading, countless wind shadows, wind strength, wind and rain, wind and thunder, and storms, forming terrifying wind tornadoes, raging throughout the ring.

Nie Mad's body completely fused into the storm. There was no way to detect any traces of him. He could not be found.

This is the benefit that Feng Dun brings to Nie Mad.

He already had a deep understanding of the Wind God Legs, and after touching the bypass, he finally completely integrated the Wind God Legs, broke through to the peak, and reached the realm of pinching it with his hands.

In this realm, he is the wind, and the wind is him. He goes with the wind, and the wind is born of him.

As long as there is wind, there is his figure.

Therefore, in the blink of an eye, Nie Mad had already carried out countless attacks.

Every attack is sharp and abnormal, and it makes people's hearts tremble.

But every attack failed to work against Lin Xin'er.

Lin Xin'er's figure is like a light and shadow, and like a touch of Ling Bo.

Her steps seemed to be constantly changing on some wonderful trajectory.

Every time it seems to be dangerous, it can pass by by by a fraction of a second. And at the same time, the sword qi counterattacked towards Nie Mad.

So an extremely strange scene appeared.

Obviously, the battle between the two looked extremely dangerous, whether it was the sharp sword light or the ruthless sword qi, it was so terrifying.

And it is densely spread throughout the whole heaven and earth, but the two of them rely on their own wonderful body methods, and they have never confronted each other head-on.

It's just that the entire ring is filled with their swords and swords, so it's not bright.

"Ling Bo microstep. ”

There were strong men in the stands who recognized Lin Xin'er's style.

That's a powerful technique. It has extremely strong potential, and the lowest level is the Yellow level body method.

Obviously, this is not the way the Iron and Blood Academy itself has it. It was Lin Xin'er's own body and soul skills obtained from the adventure outside.

As the frequency of the two-man attack increases, there is less and less room in the ring to move. It's getting harder and harder to dodge.

The two of them are like dancers dancing on the tip of a knife, seemingly unharmed, but as long as they deviate slightly, they will be shattered by the sharp sword light and sword shadow.

Suddenly, a sword roar erupted from the ruthless sword in Lin Xin'er's hand.

This sword sound is like a fairy music from the sky, giving people a feeling of listening to fairy music. It makes people involuntarily indulge in the sound of this sword roar, lingering, and thus lose their determination, lose their fighting spirit, and let others slaughter.

The storm around them seemed to be weakened by the sound of the sword, slowing and sluggish.

"The Voice of the Heavenly Demons?"

In the audience, the envoy of the Thorn Alliance raised an eyebrow.

"Quack, no, it's the joy of the fairies. It is worthy of being a Gu queen, and she has really successfully cultivated this soul technique. ”

The envoy of the Holy Demon Sect was also a little surprised, but more of them were ecstatic.

After all, Lin Xin'er is the seed he personally determined, and the better he performs, the greater his credit.

Seeing that the storm between heaven and earth was becoming more and more sluggish in the sound of the sword of the heavenly immortal music.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth were cold.

Countless people who were addicted to Lin Xin'er's sword sound all had a cold voice in their minds at the same time.

If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall.

All changes are still stable, and the spirit is calm.

The dirt is not stained, and the vulgar appearance is not stained.

Void and nothing.

……

With the appearance of this voice, the people who had been affected by the joy of the heavenly immortals suddenly sobered up.

Everyone was shocked into a cold sweat and looked at Lin Xin'er in fear.

Especially the soul cultivators, they understand the horror of this heavenly immortal joy.

Many life-and-death duels take place between lightning and flint, and the secret art that can affect people for a moment is a talisman.

However, it is obvious that in the face of Lin Xin'er's immortal happiness, Nie Mad's response is also very timely.

Ice Heart.

This mantra used to calm the mind and be like a soul-calming song is the nemesis of the joy of the immortals.

The storm that had weakened between heaven and earth not only broke out again at this time, but in that storm, there was also a few more traces of cold breath.

With the appearance of this cold breath, Nie Mad's figure finally appeared in the storm.

In mid-air, condescending, the sharp long knife in his hand slashed down, with a force of thousands of jun, and the wind was cold.

This is the simplest and most direct sword! The range of the attack is only one point, and that is where Lin Xin'er is located.

But the sword aura emitted by a single knife that condensed the majestic soul power blocked all of Lin Xin'er's retreats, making her take it if she wanted to, and she had to take it if she didn't want to!

The only way to crack this knife is to resist it.

A chilling glimpse of the six slashes.

In the face of this seemingly unintentional, seemingly unintentional, but on the contrary, it can go deeper into the heart, a more rapid and terrifying slash, Lin Xin'er is not afraid.

She also made the right choice, not only did not take a step back, but took a step forward.

The sword in his hand exuded an earth-shattering sword aura, and countless joyful emotions were jubilant, joyful, and ecstatic emotions converged into that sword aura, forming a monstrous sword wave, which surged out with Lin Xin'er's casual wave.

The joy of the ruthless sword net.

This sword and sword are the most direct moves.

In an instant, a powerful wave broke out in the entire ring.

This wave carries an incomparably sharp aura.

Neck and neck.

Neither side was able to help the other.

And after this move, Lin Xin'er turned from defense to offense.

I saw that her hair was windless and automatic, flying wildly. The eyebrows were full of angry eyebrows, like a swordsman with angry hair.

With the emergence of this emotion, the sword qi in her hand became more violent, sharper, and more unstoppable.

The wrath of the ruthless sword net.

In the face of Lin Xin'er's sword of extinguishing anger, Nie Mad instantly defended himself.

The long knife in his hand surrounded him, spinning like a tornado, and in an instant, countless cold qi knives formed a wall of cold ice within three feet of his body.

The six slashes of Aohan are frozen three feet.

The knife of defense, even if it retreats, is still sharp.

When Lin Xin'er's anger extinguishing sword collided with the three feet of ice, it immediately stimulated the cold sword qi that had been hoarded on the three-foot ice wall.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

I saw that Nie Crazy's frozen three feet not only successfully prevented Lin Xin'er's anger sword, but was even stimulated with countless sharp sword qi.

Along with these sword qi, there is also Nie Mad.

The terrifying storm merged into the knife, forming a condensed and extremely condensed sword qi that radiated out from the thick wind knife ice wall.

The sword qi in the garden couldn't be closed, and a branch of red apricot came out of the wall.

The red apricot of the six slashes of Aohan is out of the wall.

(End of chapter)