People in the rivers and lakes, who is willing to lag behind?

They are all arrogant people, even if they know that they may not be Lin Yizhi's opponents, they still have to fight.

Feng Qingyang was the first to make a choice, and the opponent he chose to challenge was indeed Lin Yizhi.

"The Dugu Nine Swords of the long-timers are superb, and I want to see it today!"

The seven masters, each occupying one side, but the largest peak was set aside in the center, and Lin Yi jumped into the middle of the room.

The wind is clear and the wind is also coming without hurry!

In this battle, he will be defeated.

The breeze blows the corners of his clothes, you blow his pale hair, he is already old, older than the ancient three links.

At a certain moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly moved, with a twist of his wrist, he suddenly stabbed with his sword, and went straight to Zhou Xing's chest, and as soon as he made a move, it was a killing move. seems to be out of order, but it has never left the key point of Lin Yizhi.

This is the determination of Dugu Jiujian, the realm of no moves, the swordsmanship and swordsmanship in the rivers and lakes have always had coherent moves, one move is not finished, the other move starts, endlessly, the people who are directly pressed are out of breath, take advantage of the victory to pursue, and finally cut the enemy under the sword.

But Dugu Jiujian did the opposite, this is the most undisciplined sword, learn the sword and forget the sword, learn him, you have to forget him, every move, every style, can be unexpected, people are absolutely unexpected.

Lin Yizhi has also pulled out the long sword, he draws the sword very quickly, when a person is trained as a killing tool, living a dark life, every day can only think about practicing the sword and practicing the sword, drawing the sword and drawing the sword and then drawing the sword, his sword can also be so fast.

When Lin Yizhi's palm was just on the hilt of the sword, his sword blade had already blocked all the back roads that Lin Yizhi could use the sword.

Dugu Nine Swords, the last to come, when fighting, it is not the sword that is seen, but the person!

The sword is ruthless, controlled by people, and if people want to make a sword, there will inevitably be a move, Dugu Jiujian is looking for the first opportunity, often the enemy has just made the next move, and his sword has been against the enemy's flaws.

Is Lin Yizhi flawed?

There must be, anyone in this world has flaws, even if he is a true Buddha, a true god, or a true immortal, he has flaws. What's more, Lin Yizhi is still a person.

However, Feng Qingyang is not Dugu seeking defeat after all, and his Dugu Nine Swords are still a little bit hot.

Lin Yizhi drew his sword as always, as if he didn't see the blade of the wilderness where the flaw was.

"Flaws?"

The world's martial arts, only fast and not broken, only strong and not Cui.

Lin Yizhi didn't know when he bypassed the sword blade, the sword light flashed, and the tip of the sword was clear in front of him.

"Bell!"

Feng Qingyang deserves to be the master of the Dugu Nine Swords, and in a hurry, the sword in his hand actually went around in a circle, and before turning around, he blocked the sword.

"Jingle Bell!"

Or cut or file, or stab, the two figures are getting faster and faster, keep fighting, for a while, the surrounding gold and stone collision sound is endless, and everyone under the peak is afraid to see the atmosphere, as if they are afraid of affecting the play of these two.

As far as swordsmanship is concerned, Feng Qingyang is really the strongest of all the people Lin Yizhi has fought against! His sword is nowhere to be found, and when you fight him, you can only attack, not defend, and if you defend, you will be defeated

Of course, among the people present, there are at least two people whose swordsmanship is comparable to him, one is a sword idiot, and the other is Nie Eighteen.

"Qiang, Qiang!"

Suddenly, Lin Yizhi stopped following Feng Qingyang, and just when everyone thought that the victory and defeat had been divided, they saw that only half of the broken sword was left in Feng Qingyang's hand, and the broken part fell quietly to the ground.

"His sword is broken!"

"He's defeated too!"

"Uncle Feng Tai didn't lose, he only lost on the sword!" Under the peak, Ling Hu Chong was deceiving himself alone.

"Is it more comparable?"

Lin Yizhi asked.

Feng Qingyang shook his head!

Why did his sword break? This is not about the quality of the sword, he knows it, and Lin Yizhi also knows it, so he turned around and went down to Luoyan Peak! It's neat and clean, without a hint of muddy.

There are only six people left on the peak......

It's time for Nie Eighteen.

"I'm going to challenge you too!"

Feng Qingyang got off to a good start, and no one else admitted that they would be weaker than Feng Qingyang, since Feng Qingyang had the courage to challenge the first in the world, why didn't Nie Eighteen dare?

"I have a sword, if you can take it, Nie is willing to admit defeat!" Nie Eighteen stepped on the void, this is not an exaggeration, Nie Eighteen's volley flight and Qingfeng Thousand Miles Body Method can step into the air in a short distance, almost the method of flying.

"Good!"

Lin Yizhi's eyes were full of battle intent, since Nie Eighteen could say such a thing, then this sword of his would definitely be earth-shattering!

Qunhao each polished their eyes, waiting for this peak showdown, and wanted to see what kind of sword this was?

"Zheng!"

"Zheng! Zheng! ”

Hearing only three soft groans, Nie Eighteen turned around and went down the mountain? No one saw that on his arm, drops of blood were dripping down.

"What the hell is going on?"

Qunhao glanced at each other, and they could see the shocked look on each other's faces, what about the sword? This hasn't been fought yet, why did you leave?

"Ahem!"

The little goddess covered her chest with her jade hand, which was still aching, and spoke loudly to solve her doubts.

"Brother Eighteen has indeed come out of the sword, his sword name is Taiyi Divine Sword, also known as the invisible sword, fast to invisible, fast to shadowless, waiting for idle masters, even his sword body can't be seen!"

"Ahem! It was indeed out of the sword, and I saw that the Taiyi Divine Sword was sent out at the waist, piercing Lin Yi's heart, but it was blocked by Lin Yi's two swords. Among the people, someone coughed dryly, and the little goddess said, the idle master can't see this sword, can he be the idle master? Definitely not.

Harvesting the adoring eyes of everyone, this person is very proud in his heart.

But the little goddess gave him a disdainful look.

"The invisible sword that Brother Eighteen shot with all his might, even I can't see ...... clearly."

"Huh!"

This person laughed and laughed, and unsurprisingly, gained a lot of ...... The color of contempt.

Everyone under the mountain couldn't see it clearly, but the major masters on the mountain saw it clearly, Nie Eighteen drew his sword and shot, it was fleeting, but Lin Yizhi was faster than him, and when he took out his sword, Lin Yizhi's sword was already on his wrist.

Isn't Nie Eighteen strong? No, his strength, everyone present admires it, if Lin Yizhi is evaluated, his strength should not be under the undefeated Dongfang and the ancient three links, the three of them should be able to fight a draw! It's a pity that the object he wants to challenge has chosen the wrong person, whether he challenges the undefeated East or the ancient three links, he may not be defeated, but against Lin Yizhi, the difference is not half a star.

Next, it's time for the sword idiot monk.

Lin Yizhi couldn't help but cheer up the spirit.

"I don't know, who does the master want to challenge?"

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