Huang Lin's defeat was only more than ten rounds.

He was under Shi Yuanxuan, and he couldn't hold up five moves at all.

It's terrifying, isn't it?.........

The Yuehua disciple looked at Shi Yuanxuan, as if he was looking at some kind of monster...... Is it really possible for a person who has entered the early stage of the Soul Realm to win against a person who has entered the middle stage of the Spirit Realm?

In normal times, you can't believe it if you kill it. Until today, they saw Shi Yuanxuan.........

Not to mention Yuehua's disciples, even the young masters of many tribes couldn't believe that Huang Lin's strength was also a leader in the path of many young masters, however, a person of Huang Lin's strength couldn't last twenty rounds under Shi Yuanxuan's hands.

"Yuan Xuan, you really don't show mercy at all. Bai Yilin sighed.

Shi Yuanxuan came to him, his face was filled with a look of war, "Don't blame me, who made him so unbeaten? I still have a lot of mystical skills that I haven't used." ”

"Yilin, why don't you wait for me to let me play in your place? I also want to plant Brother Fucang to make a move. Shi Yuanxuan was gearing up, his blood boiling.

He had two great hobbies in his life, drinking and fighting.

Bai Yilin took a sip and didn't overdo it.

Shi Yuanxuan is really a battle maniac.

Fu Cang only scratched his head in embarrassment and kept chuckling.

Who wants to fight you? I don't want my life anymore? Whoever likes to go will go, anyway, I won't fight you.

Soon, the preliminary round of the battle passed in succession.

The Yuehua disciples were enthusiastic when they saw it, and they dared to swear that they had never seen such a fierce battle in their lives, and the duel between the Soul Realm and the Soul Realm was comparable to a hundred years of rare encounters in the Yuehua Sect, where talents were declining.

"It's so intense!Hahaha, it's so enjoyable to watch!"

。 "Go on!

The Yuehua disciples kept cheering and shouting.

On the side of the ring, Cheng Nong, who had closed his eyes from beginning to end, slowly woke up.

However, he did not wake up from the fierce fighting.

Cheng Nong's rough face was full of worry.

"Uncle Shi, don't worry, Master will definitely succeed. Zhang Qianchou comforted.

"Alas......... Although fate is so...... But the head of the house, he is my senior brother after all............" Cheng Nong's voice trembled a little.

Zhang Qianchou sighed, "Fate............" His dark eyes flashed with sadness, but they were immediately covered. Patting Cheng Nong on the shoulder, he looked at the ring again.

A ring

Fu Cang and Bai Yilin stood opposite each other, both of them holding weapons in their hands, and the corners of their mouths were full of humility.

"Brother, come here with all your might. "Fu Cang negative sword way.

Shi Yuanxuan lifted the Soul Scattering Pen in his hand, and an ink-like aura surrounded him continuously.

"Then it is better to be respectful, than to obey your fate!"

Bai Yilin's eyes were clear, and the soul dispersing pen in his hand was hooked a little, and the ink-colored Xuan Qi was outlined in mid-air into a "sealed" character.

This is Bai Yilin's control mystical technique - "Sealing Words".

The huge word "seal" turned into several rays of light, like a chain rope, tightly wrapped around Fu Cang's limbs.

An invisible force approached from all around, and Fu Cang tried to urge the Xuan Qi, but he was suppressed by this invisible force one by one!

Fu Cang was secretly shocked in his heart, this trick can not only imprison people's Xuan Qi, but even restrict their actions!

After imprisoning the firmament, Bai Yilin was not idle, and the soul scattering pen was again in the void to point, vigorously outlining the word "broken"!

"Breaking the military trick!!"

Bai Yilin's sleeves waved lightly, and the word "broken" in mid-air instantly distorted, turning into three ink-colored swords, stabbing towards Fu Cang with the momentum of ten thousand jun!!

"What a dazzling skill!"

"Is anyone using a pen as a weapon? It's the first time I've seen it!!"

Yuehua's disciples applauded Bai Yilin one after another.

"Breaking the ......... of the Army"

Only the young masters in the war zone are worried. They frowned tightly and looked: Xiang Bai Yilin pondered, and suddenly, someone finally figured out something.

"Breaking the military trick......... The Bai family's 'Taiping Brushwork'......... Hmph......"

Duan Peng gritted his teeth, his expression was extremely unwilling, "The world's penmanship, led by the Bai family! I should have thought of it a long time ago! Damn! This Bai family is not easy to mess ............with."

Baijia penmanship, with the pen as a sword.

Looking at the three ink-colored swords that stabbed him, Fu Cang clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to urge the soul power in his body!

Soul power, the mysterious power condensed by Fu Cang with the Overlord's Infinite Technique, its penetration effect is thousands of times stronger than that of Xuan Qi!

At the moment when the sword stabbed, Fu Cang mobilized his soul power to disperse the word "seal" sealed in his body, and then turned around and swung his sword!

"Rubbing !!"

Between the swords, a wall of wind came into existence out of thin air, blocking the three ink-colored swords, and there was no way to advance or retreat!

"Hehe, this is the wind barrier taught by Senior Sister Ruyu......... Not bad, not bad. Zhang Qianchou rarely showed a smile, and his expression was a little proud.

The wind in the ring stopped suddenly, and as the wind wall disappeared, the three sharp swords that Bai Yilin swung also dissipated.

In the ring.

"Brother Fucang, you have a very thorough understanding of the power of the wind. Bai Yilin was sincerely admired.

Fu Cangqian said: "Where, your penmanship is also very sharp." ”

"But then, I ask you not to hold back, and summon your natal vision. ”

"Hehehe, then Brother Fucang, you have to be careful. ”

Bai Yilin smiled, when he was about to put the soul dispersing pen on his chest, the Xuan Qi in his body was running, only listening to the sound of "bang", Bai Yilin's whole body exuded the color of ice, and a thin layer of ice condensed where the cold qi passed.

A saber-toothed tiger with an icy aura roared behind Bai Yilin.

This is Bai Yilin's natal vision-Han Sword Tiger.

The moment Han Jianhu appeared, it once again ignited the emotions of Yuehua's disciples.

Natal visions are divided into three grades, heaven, earth, and people, each grade, the soul mark on the forehead of the vision, has its own corresponding color, the heavenly level is red, the earth level is blue, and the human level is white.

And Bai Yilin's forehead of the Cold Sword Tiger was a blue soul mark! In other words, this Cold Sword Tiger was an earth-level natal vision!

Earth-level visions are quite rare in the land of Shenzhou! Because the quality of natal visions has nothing to do with personal talent.

Sometimes, the heavens have the vision of the human level, and the waste wood can have the earth, everything has nothing to do with talent, but is left to fate, only good luck and bad luck.

Obviously, Bai Yilin is such a lucky person.

The earth-level vision, for its peers, is an absolutely crushing existence!

The disciples of Yuehua couldn't help but feel pity for the ups and downs: You said that you are an opponent in the late stage of the Dust Realm, can you be an opponent who has entered the Realm of Spirits?

Duan Peng became excited instead, he couldn't wait to be standing on the stage now, not Bai Yilin, but himself.

Hmph, boy, wait. Duan Peng looked at Fu Cang angrily, he didn't know how much he longed in his heart, Bai Yilin could clean up Fu Cang.

At the moment when Bai Yilin summoned his natal vision, the temperature of the entire ring plummeted.

Clenching the long sword in his hand, Fu Cang straightened his waist and used Xuan Qi to turn into a sword breeze.

The breeze gradually came, stirring the boy's hair.

In the cold breath, the breeze became more and more violent, and it became violent.

Sensing the slightest inappropriateness, Bai Yilin took the lead in launching an offensive, "Brother, be careful!!" he reminded, and the Cold Sword Tiger behind him was like an arrow off the string, pounced on Fu Cang!

The power of the cold sword tiger is quite amazing, and where it steps on it, a layer of cold ice can be condensed!

Fu Cang naturally wouldn't sit still, he swung his long sword, condensed a wind blade, and slashed the head of the cold sword tiger!

However, isn't the Cold Sword Tiger so easy to deal with?

This wind blade roared past the Cold Sword Tiger's forehead, and just like that, it passed through the Cold Sword Tiger's body, as if it hit the air, and it couldn't cause any damage to the Cold Sword Tiger at all.

“...............”

Fu Cang tried to send out a wind blade again, but the result still couldn't cause damage to the Cold Sword Tiger.

"Don't waste your efforts, brother, natal visions are the embodiment of the host's soul, they are not entities, but they can cause damage to anything that has a soul. ”

Bai Yilin explained, "In other words, if you want to attack your natal vision, you can only use your natal vision. ”

As soon as these words came out, Fu Cang suddenly realized.

However, where did he get his natal vision in the late stage of the Dust Realm??

In this case, the only way to do this is to attack the host.

Fu Cang gritted his teeth, sideways flashed the cold sword tiger's pounce, and then turned around and swung his sword, the sword blade condensed a "whirlwind fierce slash", and suddenly, the wind element of the entire ring was surging, turning into a hurricane, killing Bai Yilin!

Bai Yilin was not in a hurry, waved his pen and circled the void, and the ink color outlined the two big characters of "lost mind".

This is the "lost mind" in the Taiping brushwork, and this attack technique is more inclined to imprison the enemy's soul and mysteriousness. It's not just the "lost mind", there are quite a lot of control mystical techniques in the Taiping brushwork.

Because the Taiping penmanship advocates "stopping killing", there is a lack of killing skills in the penmanship.

The trick of losing his mind was cast, and Fu Cang felt dizzy in his head for a while, his hands and feet were weak, as if his soul had been withdrawn from his body, and he almost fainted!

In a flash, Fu Cang remembered the soul power!

He gritted his teeth and urged a wisp of soul spiritual power in his body, and then he woke up in an instant, and the dizziness caused by the loss of consciousness was swept away!

And at this time, the Cold Sword Tiger had already pounced in front of him!

Without much hesitation, Fu Cang's body turned, but he was still half a beat slower, and his left arm was marked with blood by the teeth of the cold sword tiger, and at the same time, he took advantage of the momentum of dodging to rise up in the wind, and Bai Yilin stabbed out a sword "Wind and Dust Sword"!!

"Impossible! The effect of the Lost Mind Recipe lasts for at least five breaths, and Fu Cang is only out of the Dust Realm, so it stands to reason that the effect caused by the Lost Mind Recipe will only be a lot more......... What?!"

Bai Yilin was surprised in his heart.

The wind and dust were flying, and Fu Cang's sword had already pierced in front of him in the blink of an eye!

The current situation could no longer tolerate Bai Yilin's cranky thoughts, he held the Soul Scattering Pen in his hand, and quickly drew an ink-colored barrier in the void!

"Boom !!"

The dust in the sky and the inky barrier completely collided, and a huge wave of impact erupted throughout the ring, sweeping all around!

The disciples looked at the mess in the ring and were dumbfounded.

This is a person in the late stage of the Dust Realm, what effect can it cause?!

Shi Yuanxuan bounced up from the chair, he rubbed his eyes, and a sentence slowly popped out of his mouth:

"Is this the strength of the late stage of the Dust Realm?

Ask yourself, in the late stage of the Dust Realm, they don't have the ability to Fu Cang at all.