At the narrow fork, fierce and ferocious swords came one after another, each of which was a killing move that put oneself to death. Look at 1 gross 2 lines 3 Chinese net

Lin Yi didn't dare to hold it up, and he had lost his magic power, so he could only rely on the long stick in his hand to resist the sword qi that came from the attack.

"No, if you continue to stalemate like this, you will be severely injured by these sword qi. ”

After making up his mind, Lin Yi took the long stick and went up directly.

The swordsman in the distance expected Lin Yi to have this kind of move, and the movements in his hands became faster and faster, and the sword qi clanged like a storm, and all the bells hit Lin Yi's long stick.

The swordsman's eyes, which originally did not have a trace of emotional fluctuations, flashed a trace of surprise at this time.

To his surprise, an elven clan without magic power could stop all his sword qi with a wooden stick.

Looking at Lin Yi who was close, the swordsman stopped the movements in his hand and held the long sword in his hand to his chest.

And Lin Yi saw the gap between the swordsman and the long sword, and immediately used the long stick, and with a "whoosh", he went straight to the swordsman's head.

And the sword master's eyes were staring at Lin Yi's attack, and his body reacted one step earlier.

The left foot first took a step back, and the long sword in his hand grazed the stick and slashed down at Lin Yi's body.

At this time, a dazzling light on the sword body flashed past Lin Yi's eyes, and Lin Yi instantly closed his eyes out of instinct and turned his head away.

Instinctively avoiding the unexpected bright light, Lin Yi was disrupted by this move.

And the experienced swordsman would not let go of this opportunity, speeding up the speed in his hand, and slashed a sword on Lin Yi's left shoulder.

With a soft groan of "ding", the swordsman sensed from the touch of the long sword that it did not feel like slashing the flesh.

After missing the blow, the sword master originally wanted to take advantage of the situation to pursue, but Lin Yi, who had recovered, opened up a distance of two steps.

Lin Yi glanced at the clothes on his left shoulder that had been cut by the sword, and there was no problem with moving his muscles and bones, the body that had been strengthened by the beast spirit technique was really extraordinary.

Looking at Lin Yi, who was safe and sound, the swordsman thought that Lin Yi was wearing some kind of invulnerable armor, otherwise his sword would have cut off that shoulder a long time ago.

Since the other party was wearing a treasure armor and was invulnerable, the swordsman gathered a stream of energy on the sword body.

Lin Yi didn't give the swordsman a chance, the long stick was thrown out again, Lin Yi grabbed the tail end of the long stick in his hand, and swept the long stick towards the swordsman.

"Whew... ”

The long stick whirred in the air, and the swordsman's right foot stomped on the ground hard, and the whole person used the force of the earth to fly out towards Lin Yi as if an arrow from the string.

In the blink of an eye, the swordsman who saw that the human sword was one had come to him, and it was impossible to take back the long stick that was thrown out at this time, and at the moment of crisis, Lin Yi let go of the hand holding the long stick.

The long stick that left the control flew out, and with a loud "bang", it broke a solid rock into several pieces and rolled down to a corner.

Lin Yi didn't have time to pay attention to the long stick, and at the critical moment, Lin Yi only relied on his own palms.

Just when Lin Yi was anxious, the sword master's long sword had already pierced into Lin Yi's chest.

"Smack!"

Lin Yi clasped his hands together and controlled the sharp blade in his palm.

When the sword master saw that Lin Yi actually used a pair of palms to catch his killing move, his eyes fluctuated violently for the first time.

The huge impact force forced Lin Yi to retreat step by step, and the swordsman holding the long sword used all his strength to stab in, not even a millimeter.

Lin Yi stiffly fixed his steps to retreat, and the swordsman was shocked when he saw that his blow did not work, but was forcibly taken by the other party.

I've been immersed in kendo for decades.,I can't even take a non-magical elf race.,And it's the first time I've seen a race that takes over his sword blade empty-handed.,What is the origin of this elf race.。。。

Lin Yi felt that the owner of the sword wanted to withdraw the weapon, how could Lin Yi do what he wanted.

With all the strength of his body, his left and right hands are staggered.

The sword body let out a mournful roar, and the sword master exclaimed anxiously when he saw this.

"Not good!"

Lin Yi was adding dark energy to his left and right hands, and the long sword fell to the ground with a bang, and the original silver-white light became dim at this moment, and the long sword was useless.

The swordsman, who had lost his weapon, did not retreat, but hurried to Lin Yi.

Five fingers and claws fell towards Lin Yi's Heavenly Spirit Gai, and Lin Yi's left hand slammed into a fist.

"Click. ”

The swordsman withdrew his broken hand with a painful face, and he couldn't imagine that the rumored elven flesh was so hard.

Lin Yi put his right hand into a palm on the sword master's chest, and his body sent the sword master flying out with a secret force.

The swordsman flew upside down in the air and slammed into the iron cage, spurting out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Since the swordsman was wearing a black mask, blood was sprayed on the mask.

As soon as the demonic beast locked in the iron cage smelled the blood, it immediately became irritable and howled.

The swordsman was hit by Lin Yi's blow, and he was powerless, and the swordsman who was sitting on the ground barely supported his upper body.

Lin Yi didn't use all his strength with this palm, otherwise the human swordsman who had just hit him would have already died of his heart and guts.

Lin Yi picked up the long stick in the corner, retracted the ring, and then walked up to the sword master and asked, "Why are you a lackey of the demon clan?"

Faced with Lin Yi's question, the sword master just shook his head and coughed lightly.

Then leaned himself against an empty iron cage.

Lin Yi originally wanted to injure the swordsman so that he had no power to resist and question him, but he never thought that this swordsman would be tight-lipped, and in the face of his own questioning, he didn't answer a word.

Lin Yi paced back and forth anxiously, and he didn't know what kind of means to use to make this sword master answer him, when Lin Yi saw that the sword master's eyes were slowly losing their highlights.

"Not good!"

Lin Yi came to the sword master with an arrow step, and ripped off his black mask, only to see that this sword master was about thirty years old, with a vicissitudes of life.

The corners of his mouth continued to bleed, Lin Yi probed his nostrils with his fingers, and the swordsman in front of him was obviously not breathing.

Pressed against his chest, his heartbeat was no longer felt.

"How could it be ???"

Lin Yi's face was full of disbelief, the sword master actually died in front of him, Lin Yi's mind was blank, he actually killed the human race with his own hands?

"I killed a human being? I killed a human ???."

Lin Yi roared loudly, and in a panic, he didn't notice that the dead swordsman had a vision.

The corpse slowly aged at a speed visible to the naked eye, its plump face sunken, and the originally black-haired swordsman was now bald like a bald head without a single hair, and in the end, all that was left was a dry corpse.