The interference of the sound waves, coupled with the powerful energy impact, made Ye Lin and the golden-eyed boy suddenly feel a huge pressure.

"The sword is merciless!"

The golden-eyed boy's mouth burst into a shout, and the sword in his hand became more and more domineering.

Although he suffered a lot of injuries on his body, his faith still did not waver, and even if he died in battle, he would be tireless in the obsessive state of kendo.

His speed is extremely fast, and this sword carries the belief of killing, condensing not only the true yuan, but the unyielding belief that he has cultivated in kendo for many years.

Under the ruthless state of the sword, it is also the moment when the golden-eyed boy's ruthless sword is the strongest.

This sword, ruthless and meaningless, has nothing to see, he is like a meteor, burning his own light rapidly.

His soul, his everything, seemed to have been integrated into the way of the sword at this time.

The serpentine sword, shining brightly, mixed with the ferocious power of dominating the world, attacked towards the middle-aged man.

This almost ruthless sword move made the middle-aged man's eyebrows beat rapidly.

It's a kind of alertness to danger.

Feeling the breath of Naba, the middle-aged man burst out and got out!

A palm slammed into Ye Lin, throwing Ye Lin's body away.

The true yuan in his body worked together sharply, and in the face of this world-dominating blow, the middle-aged man's face only had a dignified look.

If he can't do this trick, it is very likely that his breath will plummet, or even die.

This was a feeling he had never felt before, and this feeling was not given to him by a more advanced cultivator, but by the golden-eyed boy in front of him.

He didn't hesitate, the sword in his hand was tightly gripped, and the true yuan of his body poured into the sword desperately.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering sound suddenly approached, and the middle-aged man's long sword slashed fiercely at the serpentine sword that attacked.

"Click!"

A crisp sound sounded, and the long sword actually broke the moment it touched the serpentine sword.

The serpentine sword had been inserted into the middle-aged man's chest in an instant.

Like a thin needle, it pierced the middle-aged man's chest so quickly.

The middle-aged man looked at the transparent hole in his chest and was shocked.

The True Yuan in his body quickly poured into the wound at this time, trying to ease the speed of the wound's bleeding.

If he continued to bleed like this, he would sooner or later die of blood loss.

The sword flashed, a figure faltered, his body was covered with blood, and the golden-eyed boy looked straight at Ye Lin with a miserable smile on his face, everything is handed over to you......

With that, his body fell to the ground.

Ye Lin looked at the golden-eyed boy who had fallen, and looked at the middle-aged man who had been seriously injured.

He didn't rush to make a move, but slowly picked up the wine gourd and took a sullen sip of wine.

This wine is mixed with the smell of blood oozing from Ye Lin's face, and the taste is exceptionally unique.

His green shirt was already stained with blood.

It was hit by countless energy waves, and even on his forehead, blood poured into his eyes, making his vision a little blurry.

After two sips of wine, Ye Lin's face still did not change, and he continued to drink two large sips of wine.

Boy, drinking wine will strengthen your courage, even if I am injured now, I can kill you, and it is useless for you to strengthen your courage.

"Really?"

A smile appeared on Ye Lin's stiff face, and he snorted softly, Years and Ages!

His expression gradually became misty, the wine was beautiful, and the deeper it sank, the better it tasted.

Those virtual and real things that have been precipitated in the years have appeared in Ye Lin's mind one by one.

His expression was in great pain at this time.

The scenes of those years continued to weather, and with the passage of time, his soul seemed to be blowing in the knife wind.

This feeling is like a knife scraping the soul over and over again, and it is like slowly peeling off a person's flesh and bones.

The more the true yuan is instilled, the faster the weathering of the years will be, and the more intense Ye Lin's pain will be.

At this time, Ye Lin had a pair of sad eyes in his eyes, a cold corner of his mouth, and a face of pain.

His expression continued to change, and in an instant, there were several expressions, and his face was vicissitudes, which was the appearance of the invasion of countless years.

The things that have passed away make people unable to grasp them, they are painful, and the things that have passed away make people helpless, they are helpless.

Even though his heart is so firm, Ye Lin is still in great pain in these years.

In his hands, the age has weathered to the extreme, and if he does not let go, his whole person will die in the years.

The pain of stripping the soul, the pain of stripping the flesh and bones, is not something that anyone who has not experienced it can understand.

Ye Lin's face turned pale, and finally, he opened his eyes and looked at this weathered realm with some weakness.

Burst into cheers, years and years!

Mixed with an inexplicable weathering force, it struck at the middle-aged man fiercely.

The middle-aged man's face changed greatly at this time, he looked at this weathered force in shock, and a sense of fear inexplicably rose in his heart.

At this life-threatening moment, the middle-aged man did not dare to hold back.

His true essence was poured between his hands, and he bombarded towards the weathered power.

The two powerful forces continued to dissolve each other in the air.

The middle-aged man's face was pale, and he was in a cold sweat, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, he could still use the cultivation of his whole body to resist this domineering weathering force.

Ye Lin gritted his teeth, looked at the field, sighed helplessly, and tried his best, but the difference between me and this person's realm is too great, he smiled dismally, and his heart was more full of helplessness.

At that moment when the power of weathering was inseparable from the middle-aged man's true element.

Qu Qing on the field was vivid, and the True Yuan in his body poured into the sword desperately, slashing towards the figure in the void.

This sword, he has been brewing for a long time.

This sword does not have the sword aura of the golden-eyed boy, nor does it have that kind of powerful power.

But it slashed into the middle-aged man's leg.

The middle-aged man's legs trembled and he almost fell.

Enduring the numb pain in his legs, his true yuan desperately resisted this weathering force.

It's okay, Qu Qingsheng immediately held his sword, and slashed out a few swords fiercely.

The middle-aged man's eyes became frightened, if he was just resisting these sword qi at this time, it would naturally be fine, but he had already been hit by the golden-eyed boy before, and he was seriously injured, and then he was constantly resisting this weathering power.

If he pulls out his mind, the power of weathering will immediately erode into his body.

These sword qi slashed at the middle-aged man's left foot again.

His feet trembled, and blood flowed down his face.

The skin is thick and the meat is rough, and the defense is too amazing, then I can only cut it a few more times, Qu Qingsheng's eyes became sharp.

He remembered the unstoppable contempt in the middle-aged man's eyes before, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Just as he was about to raise his sword to cut the middle-aged man's feet, the middle-aged man let out a soft shout.

He endured the pain and said to Qu Qingsheng: "Shaoxia, Shaoxia, don't do it, I promise you whatever conditions you propose, as long as you don't do it." ”

You agree to any conditions, Qu Qingsheng asked suspiciously.

Yes, if you don't kill me, the magic weapon and some magical powers in my mustard seed bag can all be divided into half of you, how about it, the middle-aged man tried to persuade Qu Qingsheng.

I don't think this is appropriate, Qu Qingsheng shook his head.

After all, Brother Ye treats me well, and the two of them are desperate to kill you, an old thief, how can I sit back and enjoy the glory and wealth, the conditions you put forward are good, but I still decided to cut you a few swords first.

As soon as Qu Qingsheng said this, the middle-aged man's face changed greatly, and he was even more bitter in his heart.

He has never taken Qu Qingsheng in his eyes, but now, he is such an ant who doesn't care about it, but he wants to hack him to death.

If he was given a chance, the middle-aged man would definitely stab the young man in front of him with one finger before.

Definitely not let him survive and harm himself, this is the thought of the middle-aged man's heart.

Shaoxia, this matter, there is still room for negotiation, I can give you all the magic weapons in the mustard seed bag, so you can always do it!

The middle-aged man was extremely sincere at this time, as if as long as he could spare his life, he could do anything, and he was still trying to persuade Qu Qingsheng.

In fact, he was also stalling for time, as long as he neutralized the power of weathering, he would draw out a trace of strength and point at Qu Qingsheng.

At that time, he can pinch Qu to death with one finger to celebrate his birthday.

Qu Qingsheng smiled coldly and said, "You old thief is too treacherous and cunning, do you think you can deceive me in this way?"

Do you think I don t know, you just want to stabilize me, once that weird power is almost consumed by you, you will come to kill me, don t you think so, qu qingsheng looked at the middle-aged man with interest.

No, the old man said with a straight face.

How am I that kind of villain, young man, you misunderstood, the old man is really willing to give you all the magic weapons, no jokes.

You old thief, you killed that Futai realm monk just now, you didn't blink your eyes, you looked like a murderous executioner.

Don't worry, I won't give you a chance, I'll hack you to death, lest you, an old thief, harm others.

Qu Qingsheng looked harmless to humans and animals, and the sword in his hand continued to slash at the middle-aged man's thigh.

The skin was too thick, Qu Qingsheng couldn't help but shake his head.

He slashed more than a dozen swords in a row, but he could only make the middle-aged man show a painful look, and he didn't hurt the roots.

He took out a few more daggers from the mustard seed bag and stabbed them the middle-aged man's thigh.

Blood poured out, and a lot of blood flowed out like water.

Junior, if I survive, I will crush your bones and scatter ashes, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth, and only broke out in a cold sweat.

At this time, there was more blood in his thigh than in his chest.

How could he have ever suffered such pain?

If this continues, he will really be hacked to death by Qu Qingsheng.

It seems that my weapons are still too poor, Qu Qingsheng glanced at the dagger and long sword in his hand, and couldn't help but be a little depressed.

His gaze fell on the golden-eyed boy who had fallen, especially when he saw the snake-shaped sword beside the golden-eyed boy, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

Wait, old thief, with this sword, I will definitely be able to hack you to death this time.

The middle-aged man resisted the power of weathering while looking at Qu Qingsheng out of the corner of his eye.

The corners of his eyes suddenly jumped, and his heart trembled at this moment.

Qu Qingsheng clenched the serpentine sword in his hand in an instant.

Sword, sword, this old thief seriously injured your master just now, if you have spirituality, help me cut off this old thief's thigh with a sword.

Suddenly, the serpentine sword let out a crisp humming sound, as if in response to Qu Qingsheng's words.

Qu Qingsheng stroked his palms and laughed: "Great, wonderful." ”

Old thief, you can't blame me now, this sword wants to stab you to death.

Qu Qingsheng held his sword and walked towards the middle-aged man step by step.