Seeing that Zhao Yan was able to fight with himself for several rounds with the cultivation of Jin Dan, and he did not fall behind at all, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and the uneasy feeling of being forcibly suppressed in his heart surged up little by little.

There was hesitation, and there was naturally a little more hesitation when he took out the sword, looking at the middle-aged man, although the sword after sword was extremely fierce, but in the connection of the sword moves, there were some more imperceptible loopholes, but Zhao Yan seemed to be blind and turned a blind eye. Ye Chu's lips pursed slightly, as long as Zhao Yan can continue to keep a cool head, it won't be long before the middle-aged man is impetuous, and it won't be easy for her to win, but he will never suffer any big losses. The only thing to worry about now is whether the vitality in Zhao Yan's body can support her to maintain such an attack frequency, after all, the vitality of the Yuan Infant Stage is not something that a mere Jindan Stage can compete with.

This simple truth, Ye Chu understands, Zhao Yan understands, and the middle-aged man understands it even more. It's just that he had to think a little more, after all, he was calculated by Zhao Yan one after another before, not only his disciples were completely damaged under his nose, but he himself was almost wiped off his neck, which shows that Zhao Yan's scheming is deep. Now, knowing that the delay in the attack and resistance is unfavorable to her, she is able to ignore all the excellent flaws he has exposed, isn't it, what secret killer is still hidden?! The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with disbelief, seeing that Zhao Yan was not moved by his flaws, and his heart was a little more hesitant, the momentum of his strong attack stagnated, and he withdrew a few points of strength, and the power of self-protection that was originally only three points was instantly increased to five points.

"Boom!" The crisp and melodious sound of the sword suddenly resounded, and at the moment when the middle-aged man attacked and retreated, Zhao Yan's arm shook, the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, swallowing an inch-long cold light, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, several dazzling sword lights burst out, and directly attacked the middle-aged man's vital point.

The long sword in his hand danced quickly, and a dense sword net was laid in front of him, blocking Zhao Yan's attack, the middle-aged man's dark eyes were flushed with a little scarlet blood, as if there was a raging flame beating, looking at Zhao Yan's gaze became more and more cold, how dare she?! He did have a little jealousy of Zhao Yan, but he was not jealous of her cultivation strength, but of her mind. This time, Zhao Yan's unbelievable rush attack made his heart uncontrollably ignited with skyrocketing anger, a small Jin Dan, even if he was unparalleled in mind and had a big difference in strength, how could she dare to be not half frightened of him, but also take the opportunity to attack?!

A pair of wonderful eyes shone brightly, Zhao Yan was not afraid of the middle-aged man who was full of anger, and even the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled at him.

Wipe! In the face of such a provocation, a mouthful of old blood instantly surged into his throat, the middle-aged man's face was as ugly as black ash at the bottom of the pot, his arm shook slightly, the long sword in his hand was slightly raised, and the vitality in his body surged out.

"Bell!" The sparks burst out indiscriminately, and the long sword in Zhao Yan's hand immediately shot out at an extremely fast speed. In an instant, countless dark sword lights poured out overwhelmingly, and the continuous points fell on the long sword that fell down, and the most terrifying thing was that in this surging sword light, a sharp and fierce force suddenly surged, and the sharp and incomparable sword light seemed to be able to tear the heavens and the earth, and in an instant, it was to crash away from the falling long sword, and it tore towards the middle-aged man violently.

Sword Intent?! Oh, it turns out that it relies on sword intent! At a young age, she comprehended such a domineering sword intent, no wonder the boss attached so much importance to it and wanted to kill her. The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and a flash of surprise and jealousy flashed in his eyes, but his heart was greatly relieved, although the sword cultivation that comprehended the sword intent was all strong, and there were no longer a few people who crossed the level to kill the opponent, but, he was confident that his combat power was not bad, although he did not comprehend the sword intent on the way of the sword, but in the end, he had been immersed in it for nearly a hundred years, not to mention that the cultivation was firmly standing on the upper hand, and he was not afraid of a little Jin Dan who had comprehended the sword intent.

Thinking like this, the middle-aged man's murderous intent was blazing, his wrist flipped over, and the long sword in his hand danced rapidly.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! The sharp and piercing sound of gold and iron striking resounded, and a series of sparks burst out, dazzling. The sharp sword light with the intention of destroying the withering and cleverness, although it was irresistible, but under the wear and tear of the sword light swung out by the middle-aged man, it gradually lost its indomitable sharpness, and finally, it completely dissipated under the tearing of the dozens of sword lights that he slashed out.

And, at the same time, a sinister smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, raised his hand, raised his sword, and swung it out heavily in Zhao Yan's slightly stunned gaze.

"Poof!" The muffled sound of the blade cutting into the flesh and blood, in the silence around it, appeared unusually clear, a visible blood mark appeared under Zhao Yan's ribs, and the blood burst out, if Zhao Yan hadn't seen the opportunity early and retreated in time, this sword would have disemboweled.

"Hehe......" A series of cold laughter came from the mouth of the middle-aged man, he looked at Zhao Yan who had not faded with horror on his face, the smile on his face became more and more vigorous, and he comprehended the sword intent, under the suppression of absolute strength, the sword intent or something is really not good!

Looking at Zhao Yan, who was frightened, he stepped back cautiously with his sword, at this moment, the stuffiness that the middle-aged man had been accumulating in his heart was finally swept away, and now he knew that he was afraid?! Want to run away?! Oh, that's such a cheap thing! The gloomy face cleared, and it was only at this moment that the middle-aged man finally had a sense of pleasure in the hands of his prey.

"Buzz!" With the continuous influx of vitality, the long sword in his hand trembled lightly, the middle-aged man stepped on the ground fiercely, and the sword went up, a sword light like a match in the dust, like a bamboo, shot out, in an instant, it fell on Zhao Yan's sword-holding arm, a large string of blood splashed, Zhao Yan's retreating figure suddenly staggered, and only then did he stand firm again, and the fear on his face became more and more intense. (To be continued.) )