Although it is a simple sword, the mystery in it is endless, and the truth contained in it is also obscure.

He slashed past with a sword, fully resisting the phantom of the ten pig-killing knives, and the eleventh phantom of the pig-killing knife still attacked him.

Ye Lin didn't dare to slack off, his other hand grabbed towards the void.

Under this grasp, he held the pig-killing knife tightly in his hand, and his palm hurt, and then a bloody mark was cut in his palm.

The pig-killing knife in his palm was still rotating at high speed, constantly cutting Ye Lin's hands.

Until the end, the high-speed cutting pig-killing knife was no longer moving.

Blood slowly overflowed from Ye Lin's palm, he didn't look at his palm, but he understood that there were already dozens of scars in his palm.

Especially the moment of high-speed spinning, it blurred the flesh and blood of his palm.

His true element was strong, protecting the palm of his hand, and did not let the depth of the cut continue to deepen.

Ye Lin's hand was trembling, and it wasn't until after a few breaths that he stabilized his trembling left hand.

Sure enough, there were a few moments, and he was able to resist the old man's pig-killing knife, and the blind man squinted with one eye and looked at Ye Lin.

My qualifications are dull, I can't see the mystery in this pig-killing knife, I can only use meat to resist, Ye Lin said quite self-deprecatingly.

You are indeed an opponent, so the three of us are not considered to be bullying the small, the blind man continued to speak.

A strong wind blew, and all four fell silent at the same time.

But their breath is constantly superimposing.

The big war is about to break out.

Ye Lin's brows furrowed, he understood that if these people were allowed to brew their breath to the extreme, then the only thing that would happen would be death.

So, instead of waiting for the breath to stack, he took the preemptive strike.

Zheng –

A sword roar sounded, and the hundred-pound Yixue Sword in Ye Lin's hand seemed to be extremely slow, but it left a series of sword shadows in the void.

These sword moves seem simple and clear, but the truth in them is not understandable to anyone.

The sword breaks through all directions!

This style of sword move was comprehended by Ye Lin from the sword move obtained by the golden-eyed boy that day.

Under this kind of swordsmanship, Ye Lin's entire aura became violent and abnormal, the sword light swept by, the sword shadow rotated, there seemed to be mountains and rivers flowing in this sword, and sometimes it was like a turbulent water flow, wave after wave, one sword was more powerful than the other.

Don't let his sword moves superimpose his breath, and the blind man burst into a shout.

The three of them sacrificed the pig-killing knives, crutches, and a cauldron in their hands.

At this time, in the void, there were many figures.

The sword aura was like a rainbow, and wherever the sword light flashed, there were pieces of powder.

All the surrounding trees were cut down.

Ye Lin stabbed the Yixue Sword, the Yixue Sword was sometimes slow, sometimes extremely fast, and the essence of its = swordsmanship was vividly exerted by him.

He had already touched the threshold of kendo infinitely.

Ye Lin swung his sword over and over again, and at the same time, with the cooperation of his body, his whereabouts were erratic.

It's hard to catch him and lock his breath.

As Yixue Sword stabbed quickly, Ye Lin's aura was also changing.

If he is fast, his breath is violent, and if he is slow, he will be compatible, and his breath will tend to be stable.

Sometimes, the sword seems to be Ye Lin himself, and sometimes it is a killing aura.

This change in his aura is irregular, and it is extremely difficult for the three of them to capture Ye Lin's specific traces.

Stabbing, picking, teasing, plucking, striking, and each swing of the sword contains several combinations of moves, and these combinations of moves are extremely complex.

After several rendezvous, the three old men received different scars on their bodies, which were not fatal, but they made them bleed profusely.

Similarly, Ye Lin's body also suffered a lot of injuries.

Although his body is ingenious, after all, with one enemy and three, the three old men fought against him three times.

With just three palms, Ye Lin felt the numbness of his hands, and the blood marks in the palms had not yet healed, but they had deepened a little, and he could feel that the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

At this time, his face was pale, and the true yuan in his body kept passing.

Holding the Yixue Sword, his body trembled uncontrollably, the sword was inserted into the ground, and Ye Lin gasped.

The three of them didn't give Ye Lin a chance to breathe, and the stormy attack swept in again.

Ye Lin picked up the bloody silk cloth and blindfolded him.

He calmed his mind and gradually entered the realm of self-forgetfulness.

At this time, he couldn't see everything around him clearly, but he knew every move around him better than ever.

In his mind, the sword turned into thousands of sword shadows, ten thousand swords returned to the sect, and the sword shadows were in all directions, and countless sword moves were constantly reorganized in his mind, and instead of conflicting, the sword moves and sword moves were connected with each other.

A moment later, he suddenly swung the Yixue Sword, only to feel that there was something strange in this sword move.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten how to use the sword.

He was like a swordsman who was just learning the sword, and the sword was heavy in his hand.

With every wave, the true yuan in Ye Lin's body will pass drastically.

What's going on, in the face of this abrupt everything, Ye Lin is obviously a little at a loss.

However, with his temperament, he quickly regained his looks.

After a while, the sword moves in his mind disappeared.

He had completely forgotten the sword moves, how the sword was swung and how it was stabbed, he couldn't remember it clearly.

This kid doesn't know how to use a sword, haha, the blind man on the side couldn't help laughing when he saw Ye Lin's appearance.

Seizing the opportunity, the attack of the three suddenly came as promised, and the three palms hit Ye Lin's body.

Under this blow, Ye Lin's body was thrown into the distance.

In his body, the breath is disordered.

The combined blow of the three of them hit his soul and almost separated from his physical body.

He only felt that his chest was unusually hot, and two mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth.

But in his hand, he still held the Yixue Sword tightly.

If the sword is there, the person is there, and if the sword is not there, there is no point in the person living.

Blood overflowed from his mouth, and there was no part of his body that was not hurt, and he was wearing a green shirt, which was already stained with blood.

Even though he was injured multiple times, Ye Lin's body did not fall, and his will was extremely firm.

He gently touched the Yixue Sword.

Suddenly, the sudden pain spread throughout his body, and he could feel the blood in his hands deepening a little.

If you don't deal with it in time, I'm afraid that this left hand will be scrapped.

Enduring the pain, Ye Lin held the sword in both hands.

His body trembled violently.

Fighting, fighting until the last moment, this was the last thought in his heart.

If it were someone else, I was afraid that he would have already fallen, but Ye Lin's will was so tenacious, nothing could make him succumb.

Even if he died, he would not fall.

Despite the pain all over his body, although he couldn't exert more strength, at this moment, what supported him was not only strength, but perseverance, and the persistence in his heart.

A sword dances in all directions, and heaven and earth weep for it!

Countless sword rains followed Ye Lin's movements, flying towards the three old men.

In the rain of swords, Ye Lin's body seemed to merge with the Yixue Sword.

This move moves the sword momentum, such as Yi shooting nine days, such as the emperor (can) dragon Xiang, and like the river and the sea condensing clear.

A sword is more fierce than a sword, the sword shadow flashes, as if it has not been heard, and the essence of the sword is like presenting in front of you.

At this time, the sword Ye Lin used did not kill, there was no gorgeous sword move, and there was no majestic momentum.

In this sword, there is only simplicity and simplicity.

Ye Lin didn't have to deliberately memorize this move, he deliberately thought about it, he only came from his heart, and his body, form, and mind had been integrated into this sword.

A move is like flowing water, natural and smooth, the sword light flashes, like a long river of sunset, and the sword shadow sweeps by, like a fish and a dragon swallowing its mouth.

At this time, his original true yuan, which was almost exhausted, was unexpectedly full of majestic power.

This is......

Ye Lin looked at this scene in a daze, in the late stage of the Yuan Shen-

Under the strong pressure of the three old men, the realm that he had not broken through for a long time finally broke through, and he was now a monk in the late stage of the Yuan Shen.

His infinite approach to the threshold of the way of the sword seemed to have broken through at this moment.

Sometimes, the pressure is too great and it is easy to crush a person, but Ye Lin is not crushed by the pressure, but because of the huge pressure, he completes himself.

This is also the second time that Ye Lin has cultivated a great avenue, in addition to the reluctant avenue, it is this sword path.

The sword he swung out was no longer just a sword move at this time, but a sword path with a dao pattern.

Son of a bitch, he actually broke through in this situation.

There was a hint of ruthlessness in the eyes of the three old men.

Fight quickly, if he is allowed to breathe, the three of us will be broken one by one, stammering a little anxiously.

The surging power of the three of them hit like a flood, and they wanted to destroy Ye Lin with almost domineering power.

Promoted to the late stage of the Yuan Shen Dynasty, Ye Lin only felt that the true yuan in his body was several times more than before, and he seemed to feel that there was endless power in his body at this time.

Even the blood stain on his left hand was healing rapidly.

The benefits brought to him by the breakthrough are also enormous.

His physique, his strength, and his strength have all undergone a drastic change.

In this battle of life and death, under the tremendous pressure of the three old men, he broke through.

A sword was swung out, and countless patterns were intertwined with each other.

The four figures were in the dark in this seventh-layer space, and the sun and moon were dark.

Countless shrubs shattered, and the dense forest was filled with violent energy.

This kid's strength is now overwhelming us, and the blind man has a look of solemnity on his face.

Transform!

The three of them had already felt the tremendous pressure brought by Ye Lin.

They still underestimated Ye Lin before, if they had transformed earlier, Ye Lin was afraid that he would have died several times.

It's late!

With a hint of a smile on the corner of Ye Lin's mouth, he took the lead in stabbing out a sword, and in this sword, the mystery of the sword was endless, and it stabbed a little weak stammer.

Be careful!

The blind man reminded again and again.

The pig-killing knife in his hand slashed fiercely towards Ye Lin.

He wanted to use the pig-killing knife to force Ye Lin back.

However, Ye Lin did not retreat but advanced, and when the pig-killing knife stabbed into Ye Lin's chest, Ye Lin's sword also occasionally pierced the throat of the stammer.

He stammered at this scene in a daze, and then his expression was distracted and he fell to the ground.