Under this impact, the blood in Lin Yi's body was surging, and the whole person's fighting spirit was surging, and his momentum was constantly soaring.

At this time, under the stimulation of the supreme sword intent, the killing true intent continued to pour out, and an invisible murderous aura was released from the body.

Call!

The young man's fists danced, and the white glare appeared in his fists gushing out, and a vast momentum burst out.

"Martial arts true meaning?"

Zhao Yuanzhen's eyes were cold, and he saw the clue at a glance, the corners of his mouth lifted a cold arc, and then his palm turned over, the blue light flashed in his palm, and a seven-foot long sword appeared in his hand.

This piece has a simple shape, no superfluous decorations, and from the perspective of style, it is very ordinary, not surprising, not like a weapon of a high-level sword cultivator.

But from the moment that long sword appeared, an astonishing murderous aura erupted!

It's as if countless hellish Shura are roaring, able to drag people into the endless abyss,

The name of this sword is called Broken Soul, which is obtained from a historic site, and the quality has reached the spiritual weapon, and it is used as a sword by Zhao Yuanzhen.

When this broken soul appeared, Zhao Yuanzhen was surrounded by sword intent, and a chilling sword light converged towards this sword.

When these sword qi were injected into the long sword, the sword actually hummed.

One of the Shenwu sword tricks is a sword that breaks the sky!

Zhao Yuanzhen's eyes flashed, and as soon as his body moved, he turned into a sword light and killed Lin Yi.

Swish!

But I could see the sword light blooming on the martial arts field, like the sunlight that penetrated the rain and fog was dazzling, and among these lights and shadows, a figure swept by, like a frightening flood across the sky, and even appeared in front of Lin Yi.

And when this figure appeared in front of Lin Yi's figure, a blue light tore a hole in the void, carrying an astonishing sword intent and slashing down.

Airplanes!

Under this sword, the void was flooded with ripples, and there were breathtaking momentum fluctuations.

Call!

Under this sword, the sword wind around Zhao Yuanzhen rose everywhere and turned into a storm of sword blades.

The storm of blades was like a collection of thousands of sharp swords, slashing at Lin Yi with an overwhelming momentum, wanting to drown it.

If you add Zhao Yuanzhen's sword, the two are superimposed, and the momentum is even more amazing.

Under this kind of violent attack, who among the same level can resist?

Even if Zhao Yuanzhen suppressed his cultivation to the peak of the eighth layer of the Purple Mansion Realm at this time, the power of this sword was enough to harden the powerhouse of the Han Sea Realm.

Such a blow is no longer a fair fight.

As we all know, the martial soul is below the Hanhai Realm, but it can only be used, and the power is still average, but if it is in the Hanhai Realm, the true origin power of the martial soul will awaken, and the increase in the strength of the martial artist is not ordinary.

"With such strength, I'm afraid that even a peak martial artist at the first level of the Hanhai Realm can't be an enemy of it, right?"

When this momentum raged, the martial artists under the martial arts arena all felt frightened, and even those Hanhai Realm powerhouses had a cold face, and a trace of coldness emerged from their hearts.

"He is worthy of being the dean's closed disciple, and his true strength is extraordinary. ”

Chen Fengxiao felt a burst of shock, and even he felt a huge pressure.

"I don't know if Senior Lin Yi can fight against him. ”

Dewey looked worried, this move was too powerful, and it was completely beyond his ability to bear.

The sword intent is too strong, like the tide of the sea, and it seems to be able to kill everything.

Zhao Yuanzhen's all-out shot immediately caused an uproar, and almost all the powerhouses of the major forces were moved.

Even the Brahmagues had to admit that this man was powerful.

Under this kind of surprise and shock, everyone was the young man whose eyes fell on the sword light, the young man who was only the eighth layer of the Purple Mansion Realm.

"Can he compete with it?"

A question popped up in everyone's minds.

"Fight!"

In the face of Zhao Yuanzhen's strong blow, Lin Yi did not have a trace of fear, there was a trace of fire in his eyes, he was flying, and the soles of his feet were on the ground, and he swept towards the blade.

The sword light in front of him was full of sky, making the entire martial arts arena a sea of swords.

With such a sword momentum, the entire martial arts arena was annihilated by the sea of swords, slashing the sky and the earth.

This kind of momentum also has a lot of pressure on Lin Yi, but it is more fanatical.

Because only under the oppression of this near-desperate situation can the killing intent in Lin Yi's body that has not been fully awakened can be aroused.

As soon as he approached the sword storm storm, a strong battle intent erupted in Lin Yi's blood.

This kind of sword intent poured into the body, and it could be turned into a momentum and used for one's own use.

Although the artistic conception is ethereal and elusive, if you really want to reach a realm, it can also become the most powerful weapon.

Just like Zhao Yuanzhen's artistic conception at this time is also elusive, but as soon as his body moves, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal in an instant, and it immediately turns into a storm, and the momentum attack transformed by that artistic conception is much stronger than the attack transformed by simple vitality!

With the blessing of that bloodline power, Lin Yi's whole person was awe-inspiring, and his body also exuded a terrifying aura.

Airplanes!

Under that momentum, even the sword storm in front of him trembled.

With my fighting will, I will break ten thousand laws!

The young man's eyes flashed, and he swung his fists and attacked forward.

Boom!

The fists danced, and a powerful force swept out, and it was a fierce confrontation with the storm.

In just an instant, Lin Yi struck more than thirty punches, and those moves contained the momentum of sweeping thousands of armies, as if they could shatter the sky and sweep the universe.

Although each punch seems simple, the Dao Yun and true meaning contained in it are far from being comparable to ordinary people, under Lin Yi's attack, there seems to be a powerful force crushing and unstoppable.

In these moves, the palpitating battle intent is still increasing with the attack of the young man!

Bang!

Hanhai's thirteen punches attacked, crushing the sword blade storm in front of him, and in just an instant, Lin Yi gradually gained the advantage in the confrontation.

Rumble!

In that dazzling sword light, white and golden lightning were constantly colliding, bursting into violent fluctuations.

Under this violent impact, a terrifying fluctuation also swept out, and both of them trembled, flying backwards for dozens of meters.

The two figures quickly stabilized their figures, and then their respective shapes shook, and the aftermath was dispersed, and then they swept into the sky again, and the dazzling sword light and the white splendor were entangled again.

Boom Boom!

Both of them used flying martial arts, constantly fighting in the void, and every time the two collided, a strong wave would erupt, and that fluctuation spread out, making the martial artists present tremble.

Especially Zhao Yuanzhen's sword momentum and Lin Yi's battle intent, many people's hearts were throbbing inexplicably.

"The aftermath alone is so powerful, it's really not easy!" The warrior next to him retreated again and again, for fear of being affected by this aftermath.