Chapter 168: Counterattack

The sword qi of the cold light shimmered towards him, and Jun Yehan's hair stood on end all over his body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeใ€‚ infoใ€ใ€‘

Perhaps it was on the verge of life and death that Jun Yehan finally temporarily abandoned his cowardly character, kicked his footsteps, and his body suddenly burst out with a burst of potential, and his whole body flew fast at an incredible angle, and went straight back.

And a trace of astonishment flashed in Na Changming's eyes, but he didn't panic, the sword qi was still pressing step by step, almost flying close to the tip of Jun Yehan's nose.

On the way, Jun Yehan's footsteps turned, his body suddenly turned, and the sword qi with deep coldness cut off a strand of hair, sticking to Jun Yehan's skin and sinking into the ground behind, shaking up a circle of smoke and dust, and less than a meter away from there was where Lin Le rested.

"Whew!"

Barely dodging Changming's long sword, Jun Yehan's face was already pale, and he was covered in cold sweat.

The feeling of stepping into the ghost gate just now was the first time Jun Yehan felt it personally.

At this time, Jun Yehan found that his feet were trembling uncontrollably, and it seemed that it was extremely difficult to be able to stand reluctantly.

Na Changming missed the blow and looked very annoyed.

Jun Yehan's current cultivation is in the fourfold spiritual realm, while Na Changming is already the seventh-fold cultivation in the spiritual realm, and the difference in strength between the two is huge, but in Lin Le's eyes, this gap is not an insurmountable gap.

The focus is on how Jun Yehan corrects his mentality.

If you choose to give up before you take action, then no matter how good Lin Le is, I'm afraid he won't be able to help Jun Yehan.

Fortunately, in the face of life and death, Jun Yehan's instinct to survive finally let him dodge.

Although Jun Yehan looked a little embarrassed at this moment, Lin Le was still quite relieved.

Seeing that Changming was very annoyed and raised his sword again and rushed towards Jun Yehan, Lin Le frowned. ใ€ใ€‘

And Jun Yehan was also a little hurried in the face of Changming's pressing step by step.

After a few moves, he has been forced to retreat, according to such a scenario, within ten moves, Jun Yehan will be defeated.

Lin Le's eyes stayed on Jun Yehan and Mu Xue, and he didn't care about the situation on Chang Yu and Hua Xiaoxi's side.

"Boy! With this ability, you dare to participate in the Cloud List Challenge, even if you are lucky, you met me, otherwise if you were someone else, you would have to explain your life here. โ€

Wow!

First, a sword shook Jun Yehan's arms, and then Changming's body rushed, and even the person with the sword, wrapped in a deep cold breath, stabbed straight at Jun Yehan's face.

Seeing this situation, Jun Yehan's face changed greatly, and his heart sank to the bottom.

But this time, Jun Yehan did not retreat or give up as before.

He knew that Lin Le was determined not to help him, Mu Xue was entangled by his opponent again, and the only one he could rely on at the moment was himself.

He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to be defeated in such a humiliating way.

Even if he loses, he must meet it with dignity and integrity, and live up to the name of the Jun family!

In an instant, a strong battle intent erupted from Jun Yehan's body, and the long sword suddenly emitted a dazzling light, with a gentleman's aura unique to the Jun family, and he was indomitable and never flinched.

And Lin Le, who saw this scene, his eyes lit up slightly, and the corners of his mouth hung up slightly.

"Boom!"

The long swords intersected, and Jun Yehan was directly shocked back by Changming's sword qi seven or eight steps, and the whole person lost his balance.

And Changming was slightly stunned, a little on tiptoe, and rushed straight up.

Looking at this, Jun Yehan's expression was cold, he was panting roughly, and he barely raised his sword to meet him, but the result was naturally repelled by Changming again.

"Bang Bang!"

With three swords in a row, Jun Yehan has completely fallen into Changming's offensive rhythm, so if he doesn't make three moves, he will definitely be defeated.

At this time, Changming's face already showed a victorious smile.

In his eyes, Jun Yehan at this moment was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, without the slightest threat.

Suddenly, a small voice sounded in his ears very abruptly.

"Pedal in a chain, the breeze catches the moon."

Changming was stunned for a moment, he didn't know why, but the long sword in his hand was not affected in any way, and with a rushing whistling sound, he approached directly.

But Jun Yehan, who had already begun to despair, was shocked when he heard it.

And those eyes, which had already revealed a bit of despair, inexplicably glowed with a touch of essence.

Looking at each other, Changming didn't understand what happened to this Jun Yehan.

But in the next moment, a remnant light swept by, silent.

Changming didn't react at all, only felt a shock to his arm, and the blow that he was originally aiming to win turned out to be weirdly offset.

Changming's face changed, and he gritted his teeth and wanted to retract his strength, but he found that he had shot too hard before, leaving no spare strength, and as a result, his body was not under his control at all.

At this time, Jun Yehan's figure suddenly disappeared in front of him, which made him even more shocked.

"Whew!"

A slight movement rang in his ears.

Changming shuddered suddenly, subconsciously looked to the right, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face suddenly changed.

Jun Yehan, who originally had no ability to resist in his eyes, didn't know what method to use at this time, and quietly appeared on his right side under his nose.

A cold light struck, piercing the space, and stabbing straight at it with a whistling sound.

Changming saw the sword qi that was getting closer and closer, his eyes increased in vain, his face was full of incredulity, and finally he blushed, and with all his strength, he finally reluctantly withdrew the castration of the long sword.

Enduring the huge pain caused by the reverse flow of spiritual energy in his body, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Changming's eyes, and the long sword slashed a trajectory in mid-air, and went straight up.

But this time, Jun Yehan didn't have any intention of backing down.

Chang Ming could feel that the sword qi was full of indomitable determination.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Changming let out a loud cry and stabbed at Jun Yehan desperately.

But this time, Changming obviously thought too simply.

Seeing that the two swords were about to touch, Jun Yehan was on the side of his body, and the long sword in his hand slashed an arc in a strange way, and he was very dexterous to avoid Changming's last counterattack and go straight around.

And because of the forcible launch of this sword, Chang Ming didn't have any strength to turn around and resist at this moment, and could only watch as the long sword in Jun Yehan's hand stabbed into his shoulder bit by bit.

"Ahh

A blood arrow flew out, forming a brilliant blood flower in midair.

In the next moment, a heavy impact sounded, and Changming fell to the ground in embarrassment.

And Jun Yehan stood with a pale face leaning on his sword, panting heavily, but the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed.

After breathing for a moment, Jun Yehan walked straight to Lin Le, his pale cheeks with a hint of excitement and excitement, and then took a deep breath, before he said happily: "Brother Lin, thank you!" โ€