With Lin Xing's grasp, the originally extremely scattered knife qi collided together, turning into a pitch-black illusory long knife suspended above the middle-aged man's head.

The long knife seemed to have its own consciousness, and slowly slashed towards the middle-aged man.

No matter how the middle-aged man dodged, the illusory long knife always hovered above the middle-aged man's head.

Even the middle-aged man is getting closer.

"I actually locked ......"

When the middle-aged man saw this scene, although he didn't show any panicked expression on his face, there was still a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He knew very well how difficult it was to attack himself with such a method.

Even if those attacks have a lock-on function, they can't attack themselves.

But he didn't expect that Lin Xing's move would really lock himself in.

Moreover, in that illusory long knife, there is too terrifying sword power.

If I let the illusory long knife slash at me, I am afraid that I will be more or less damaged.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man's right hand quietly clenched into a fist.

The moment he clenched his fist, in front of his fist, a mysterious pattern appeared.

The man slammed his fist and slammed it towards the illusory long knife.

At the moment when the fist and the long knife collided together, a terrifying demonic aura poured out from the mysterious pattern.

Those demonic qi were extraordinarily surging, enveloping the illusory long knife and the surrounding environment.

Within the enveloping range, countless trees began to corrupt, and the illusory long knife also faintly became a little dim.

When the middle-aged man saw this scene, his expression did not appear any surprise.

Because this is the most normal thing.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

When Lin Xing saw this scene, he muttered with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the long knife that had become dull suddenly collapsed and disappeared.

This sudden change, even the middle-aged man, was a little caught off guard.

When he felt that something was wrong and subconsciously retreated, the robe on his body suddenly cracked a long slit.

Immediately, where the robe was torn, it quickly turned scarlet.

The pattern on his fist dissipated, and those terrifying demonic qi annihilated with a speed visible to the naked eye.

He subconsciously lowered his head, looking at the long knife mark on his body, and his face began to become solemn.

Before, although Lin Xing was powerful, he didn't care too much.

Because he felt that with his own IQ, no matter how strong Lin Xing was, he would be able to find a way to leave.

But now, he didn't dare to underestimate Lin Xing anymore.

Because, the wounds on his body are the price of his underestimation of Lin Xing.

This guy, the instinct to fight, is just too strong.

Moreover, this guy doesn't seem to have a low IQ either......

Poof!

Thinking about it, the demonic qi lingered in the wound of the middle-aged man, and forcibly annihilated and corroded the knife qi at the wound.

Immediately, the man's wound recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But his face turned a little pale.

His neck twisted twice, and the middle-aged man's body was full of demonic energy, and his eyes were mixed with a strong desire to fight when he looked at Lin Xing.

"It seems that the eighth prince is not as arrogant as in the news. ”

"Because all the people who have seen my arrogance are dead. ”

Hearing the middle-aged man's rather emotional thing, Lin Xing smiled silently.

Then he looked at the pattern in front of him, which was still the same, and directly reached into it.

When Lin Xing's hand came into contact with the pattern, the pattern changed wildly, and then condensed into a long knife in Lin Xing's hand.

Boom!

Holding the scabbard with his left hand, his thumb was slightly up, and the long knife suddenly came out of the sheath by about half an inch.

In an instant, an invisible sword aura directly pierced the middle-aged man's shoulder.

If it weren't for the middle-aged man's dodge too fast, he would have pierced his chest directly just now.

"The way of fighting is also different. ”

Touching the wound on his chest, the middle-aged man half-squinted.

For the top powerhouses in the cultivation world, except for those who have disappeared for a long time or have been sleeping in retreat for a long time, their Heavenly Sect has a clear record.

And Lin Xing has cultivated like a flying sword over the years, so Lin Xing is not a strange existence to their Heavenly Sect.

It's just that he didn't expect that Lin Xing, whether it was his personality or his fighting style, was no longer what was recorded.

This guy has changed too much, and it's really a little confusing.

But fortunately, although there are people of all major races in the Heavenly Sect, they all have one thing in common.

That is, like to use your brain.

Thinking about it, the middle-aged man's body leaned forward slightly, and the next moment he appeared in front of Lin Xing.

His fist, mixed with surging demonic energy, had already hit Lin Xing's chest.

It's just that Lin Xing's defense speed was too fast, and when the middle-aged man was only a little bit away from bombarding his chest, the scabbard in his hand was already across his chest.

The demonic qi collided with the surging sword qi, and a terrifying ripple spread towards the surroundings.

Countless trees annihilated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even countless dirt on the ground were rolled up, gradually turning into a terrifying tornado around them.

Bang!!

It was a stalemate for more than a minute, and just when the middle-aged man was about to make a move, the long knife in Lin Xing's scabbard was unsheathed by half an inch again.

In an instant, the power of the sword qi and the sword qi increased exponentially.

With a bang, the middle-aged man was blown away, and those surging knife qi left countless dense wounds on his body.

Flying hundreds of meters away in one breath, when the middle-aged man's body had just stopped, he rushed towards the right hand side.

"I know people like you who like to use their brains. ”

At the moment when the middle-aged man moved, Lin Xing's body leaned forward slightly, and his right hand touched the handle of the knife silently.

In an instant, Lin Xing appeared in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man who maintained a rushing posture stopped abruptly, and his eyes became extremely dull in an instant.

At the center of his eyebrows, a small wound appeared.

At the wound, a drop of blood appeared.

At the same time, the sword qi lingering at the wound, as if it was alive, submerged into his body and began to annihilate his soul.

Boom!

The moment the middle-aged man fell to the ground, countless trees behind him rumbled and collapsed.

Where the tree is broken, the cut surface is smooth into the mirror.

Boom!

As soon as he shook the long knife in his hand, a drop of blood on the blade fell to the ground.

The long knife slowly put into its scabbard, Lin Xing turned his head slightly to look at the middle-aged man lying on the ground, and muttered with a frown: "It was killed so simply?"