Since Hate Bufeng has made it clear that he wants to take advantage of him, then Lin Wushuang will naturally not be polite, and he will not let him succeed, so after casting a sword to turn three hundred, with soul power, he quickly found the specific location of Hate Bufeng, and approached with extremely fast sword steps, Hate Bufeng was shocked, and the two of them made two moves, and then, they were kicked away by Lin Wushuang.

And now, everyone watching the battle is naturally clear-eyed, so it can be seen that the one who has gained the upper hand is Lin Wushuang.

"Very good, Lin Wushuang, you forced me. ”

Originally, he didn't plan to fight desperately, he just wanted to gain the upper hand after ten moves, but now, he who values his reputation has to work hard, so he will step in the footsteps of Qingyang and become Lin Wushuang's stepping stone.

"Phantom Mist Storm Attack!"

Behind the hatred, a large area of dense fog poured out, this attack, in addition to the mystery of the illusion, also showed its artistic conception, is the artistic conception of the illusion fog, and this time the fog phantom, is not spread in all directions, but constantly converged behind the hate, combined with his body, like a small sea of fog, turbulent waves, both true and false.

With one foot breaking through the void, a little ripple spread outward like waves, and he couldn't wait to pounce directly on Lin Wushuang, and under the backdrop of the sea of fog behind him, it looked majestic and unstoppable.

"This hatred is really a master who is slightly better than the Shadow Pavilion Qingyang, this sea of fog, in addition to containing the mystery of illusion, but also combines his potential and artistic conception, its artistic conception is still phantom fog, with moves, the power has increased several times, under the straight line onslaught, even in the face of the top body refining king, it is difficult to confront head-on, I don't know how this Lin Wushuang will deal with it. ”

The person who said this was the Ice and Snow Spirit King of the Beihai Continent Drifting Snow Empire, and the object of his speech was the first Buddha King of the Ten Thousand Buddha Empire in the Western Desert Continent, the Wuxiang Buddha King.

The Buddha King with a solemn expression replied lightly: "Although this move is magnificent, it is not enough to rely on this. ”

In the eyes of the Buddha King of Phaselessness, this alone is undefeatable Lin Wushuang.

"Defeat me!"

At the same time, the sea of fog behind him suddenly broke away from the back of hate, like the devil's huge mouth, swallowing Lin Wushuang at once, like a flood in nature, and then giving birth to the feeling of being extremely small.

If it is an ordinary person today, swallowed by the sea of fog without substance, he will definitely panic, and then give birth to flaws, even those who are firm in heart will be affected in the slightest, not to mention that next, it will definitely be to meet the fierce offensive of hatred, because the sea of fog was originally derived from him, and the only person who will not be affected can launch the offensive to his heart's content.

Under the advantages of one and the other, even if the combat power is slightly better than the one who hates the one who is not in the first place, I am afraid that he will still be defeated by hatred, this is the killing move of hatred, illusion and fog, the combination of truth and falsehood, so that the opponent is tired of running both physically and mentally.

Rumble!

With a sudden sound, everyone's eyes were attracted, and they saw the hated folding fan, which was resisted by Lin Wushuang's Yinhua sword, and the hated sea of fog offensive did not make Lin Wushuang have a flaw.

"Hahaha, Lin Wushuang, you're going to lose. ”

Obviously, the folding fan was resisted by the sword, and the attack was broken and interrupted, but there was no panic on the look of hate, but he laughed weirdly, and immediately, the folding fan that was resisted, after a turn of the wrist of the hate, with a bang, a slender iron needle, shot out from the tip of the folding fan, and pierced the center of Lin Wushuang's eyebrows, if this is a direct hit, the face will be damaged, and the sea will be injured, and it will be extremely damaging, but this is a battle, even if you feel disdain, no one will say anything.

"I'm going to lose? Not necessarily. ”

The right hand was still holding the Yinhua sword against the folding fan, but Lin Wushuang's left hand was as fast as lightning, and stretched out his index finger and middle finger to clamp this slender iron needle.

"Oops. ”

I felt a bad hatred, and when I saw that the secret trick was accepted, I hurriedly pulled a fan and retreated.

"Poof... Poof... Poof..."

It's a pity, Lin Wucheng will not let go of such an opportunity, his eyes flickered, his right hand suddenly clenched the Yinhua sword, and with a downward swing, the platinum sword turned into a crescent moon, and he slashed directly on the body of Hate Bufeng impartially, slashing him thousands of meters away, stepping on the void messily, and finally barely stopped his body, the blood could no longer be suppressed, and he squirted out several mouthfuls from the sky, and his already pale face was extremely pale.

In the ninth move, Lin Wushuang's crisp and neat sword hit the hate.

"Awesome!"

The Ice and Snow Spirit King of the Drifting Snow Empire couldn't help but sigh.

He came with him on the side, and he was also a Spirit King Realm belonging to the Drifting Snow Empire, and asked: "Within ten moves, nine moves to hit the other party is indeed extraordinary, but how do I think he didn't use any powerful sword moves, the whole process seems to be only one type of Xuan-level sword moves." ”

Without waiting for the Ice and Snow Spirit King to answer, the Phaseless Buddha King on the side said: "It's because he didn't use a high-grade sword move, this is the powerful place, let me ask you, can you see the truth in it?"

"I don't see it at all. ”

The face of the Wuxiang Buddha King was slightly solemn, staring at Lin Wushuang on the top of the arrogant peak, and said: "That's right, Lin Wushuang and Hate didn't have a fight, I'm afraid that I didn't even take out the seven points of strength, that is to say, the current Lin Wushuang is more powerful than when he fought with Qingyang, how long has it been, the name of the peerless demon is really worthy of its name, terrible... Terrible..."

Around the top of the arrogant peak, everyone was talking, and the scene became more and more hot.

"There is no vanity under the fame, and he is really worthy of being known as the first young king under the four young kings, and he defeated the hatred within ten moves. ”

"Don't say it, I don't even see what sharp sword moves he used, but even more because of this, I can't see Lin Wushuang's reality and reality. ”

"After this battle, I'm afraid that no one will dare to challenge Lin Wushuang easily, let alone doubt him. ”

After this battle, there may still be many people who will have the courage to challenge Lin Wushuang in the future to prove themselves, but there will definitely be no more doubts about his strength.

"Lin Wushuang, you are indeed the strongest opponent of my Jun Twelve. ”

Jun Twelve, who sat cross-legged pranayama, saw this battle completely in his eyes, the three setters at present, after all, it was difficult to contact, only Lin Wushuang was within reach, he believed that if he could defeat Lin Wushuang, he would be able to raise the height to a point that even he couldn't imagine.

..........

Soon it was dark, and the night was beautiful and the stars were shining.

Although arrogance is not as lively as during the day, it is not cold, and for the martial artists of the Spirit King Realm, even if they don't sleep for a few days, it is as simple as eating and drinking, and it will not affect the state of the spirit.

At the peak where Lin Wushuang was located, they also built a wooden house, the shape was quite exquisite, the size of the inside was about the same as the hall of ordinary people, enough to accommodate dozens of people, and inside, Lin Wushuang and they were also boiling tea and chatting.

"Senior Sister Zhuo, the aura on your body is very unusual, although you are also walking the Demon Dao, and the artistic conception is also the artistic conception of the Demon, but it seems to be very special, even more different than the Demon Dao martial artists I have encountered in the past. Nie Wuxian took a sip of tea and said to Zhuo Shiyan.

Nie Wuxian called Senior Brother Lin Wushuang, so naturally he also called Senior Sister Zhuo Shiyan.

Zhuo Shiyan replied: "Maybe this is different from the fact that I have received the Demon Dao inheritance from the ancient times, so it is different from the ordinary Demon Dao martial artists. ”

"A demonic inheritance from the ancients... No wonder. ”

Nie Wuxian instead understood, what can be passed down from ancient times must not be simple, after all, these inheritances are not only strong, but also have to survive the years, which is why many inheritances will disappear in the long river of history, because they can't survive the passage of time, resulting in exhaustion, in the Holy Creation World, there are actually many Demon Dao martial artists, but the Demon Dao Martial Artists who really stand at the top are quite rare, after all, in ancient times, there was also an era when the good and the devil were not separated, at that time, the survival of the Demon Dao in the Holy Creation World was extremely difficult, so there were even fewer inheritances left。

At this time, the night was deeper, and the stars were brighter, but everyone was not sleepy, still chatting, waiting for the dawn to come...

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............ To be continued. (Today is still one shift, for the sake of the scholar's son, I hope you will forgive me!) The scholar will try to restore two shifts a day.) ）