Xiao Jian looked up at Yi Yun who suddenly attacked, and at the same time unfolded Ling Bo and flashed behind the three mysterious Shaolin disciples, and in an instant, the three of them met Yi Yun's dense sword qi attack head-on. The three of them were about to fight in shock, but the energy in mid-air suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and Yi Yun's figure had jumped over the three of them in a flash, and the momentum of his right hand remained unchanged and sent a second round of attacks towards the small sword. The speed is incredible, and in the eyes of others, the volley, in a flash, and then it has already arrived in front of the three Shaolin disciples, and in another flash, it has already bypassed the three of them and attacked Xiaojian.

Xiaojian looked indifferent, stabbed towards the center of Yiyun's offensive, Yiyun finally experienced the power of the break, the sword qi dispersed out of thin air, Yiyun Zhan's starting method around Xiaojian made a series of moves, and the monks who originally besieged Xiaojian all retreated, giving the two of them a huge gap, but it was to avoid being affected by the strength of the two of them. The long sword in the hand of the little sword will attack Yi Yun's deadly empty door every time he shoots, and Yi Yun refers to the sword at the moment, always one step ahead of the small sword, which is not as fatal, but he is stabbed by the small sword, and he has to be seriously injured if he does not die. The so-called swordless level, wooden sword level, but exaggerated by the legend, no sword does not mean that it is stronger than the wooden sword, no sword reflects a kind of cultivation height, but if the opponent is the same as his own cultivation, and no sword is not the most suitable for their own use, not only is it not an advantage, but it affects the play of strength. With an empty hand to resist qi, the length of qi and the degree of cohesion cannot be compared with holding a weapon, unless it is a practice of empty-handed martial arts, due to the unique method of internal strength, it can be an exception. But in terms of speed, it is better than that, and in general, it is indeed good, but the value of the small sword is too high, and the landing point of the sword and the grasp of the empty door are too accurate.

The two of them quickly exchanged more than 300 moves like a storm, Yi Yun was not in a hurry at all, and dared to make a move, because the small sword had consumed a lot of internal force, and the original internal force through the battle of Black Wood Cliff could see that the little sword was not too much higher than himself. Let alone......

A smile hung on the corner of Yi Yun's mouth, and when Xiao Jian just changed his move, the dark purple air shield suddenly flashed away, Xiao Jian's eyes were instantly shocked, and Yi Yun stabbed out with his right finger with a smile. The sword finger of the right hand pierced the heart of the little sword, the difference in speed made it impossible for the small sword to be resolved, Ling Bo unfolded in small steps, and after counting the inverted phantoms, he appeared, and passed through the several phantoms according to the rhyme. Yi Yun secretly screamed that it was a pity, and turned around and said, "I hope you can avoid it all the time." Xiao Jian's body has been invaded by Yi Yun's energy, and after dissolving this yin energy, he said indifferently, "Good move!" ”

Yi Yun's body swirled, and attacked again, this time the moment the two handed over and approached, the pale qi power cover suddenly lit up, and then the figure of the little sword disappeared out of thin air, not because of the loss of vision caused by moving too fast, but the real meaning suddenly disappeared. Yi Yun didn't think about it, the dark purple qi mask lit up at the same time, the figure of the little sword reappeared, his eyes were shocked, and the sword that was stabbing at Yi Yun was avoided, but it was also invaded by some slight energy. Yi Yun said in a deep voice, "It seems that you still have hidden injuries, it's a pity, my Zixiao aura seems to be very fierce against you, Xiaojian, don't be!" The little sword flew back, and while retreating, he attacked Yi Yun's deadly empty door with air separation, but Yi Yun followed, and the battle between the two turned into an exchange of artistic conception in the blink of an eye, the two-color air cover continued to flash, and the little sword fell into a disadvantage more and more, and every few moves it was invaded by Yi Yun's energy, but the sword aura of the little sword was also very tight, if it were not for the special effects to instantly destroy the artistic conception of the small sword, it was really difficult to prevent, and from time to time it was still invaded by the aftermath of the energy, and the internal force of the two was rapidly consumed in this state.

A red figure suddenly cut into the two people in the battle, and after a rapid collision of energy, Yiyun's figure retreated a few feet, and blood stains appeared at the corners of his mouth. Seeing that Yi Yun was overwhelmed, the three mysterious masters of Shaolin hurriedly rushed to greet each other, the red air cover flashed, and the three of them spurted blood and threw it away. A little anger appeared in Yi Yun's eyes, and then his eyes became clear, and he continued to change between confusion and confusion, his figure rushed towards the two of them like lightning, and the small sword flew into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Xi'er met the attacking Yi Yun head-on, Yi Yun didn't dare to hold it up, let alone be entangled by Xi'er, the purple air mask flashed and brightened, and the system prompted: The attack was invalid. As soon as the red and purple qi mask lit up, Yi Yun suddenly felt that the true qi in her body was suddenly chaotic, and she had the illusion of losing her balance in an instant. Although it was only a short moment, Yi Yun had secretly screamed badly, Xi'er's right palm hit Yi Yun's chest, Yi Yun's body flew back and spun sharply, there was a sharp pain in her chest, and her unstable body retreated several times before she stood firm. The two were far away from each other, and their expressions turned cold according to the rhyme.

The little sword that rushed into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion rushed out in a short time, and as soon as the air cover lit up, more than 20 people fell to the ground and died, and the little sword leaped out of the encirclement. Yi Yun glanced coldly at the back of the small sword that came out, glanced back at Xi'er who was standing with a smile, and unfolded her way to jump to the top of the courtyard and quickly left towards the Shaolin faction. Xi'er waved her hands and shook the group of Shaolin disciples who were surrounded to death on the spot, unfolded her body and chased in the direction of Yiyun's departure, and gradually regained her original calm in front of the Scripture Pavilion.

Yiyun has been running for nearly an hour, and she has long been away from Shaolin Temple, but Xi'er has been chasing after her in the rear, Yiyun has been spending special effort on light skills for so many years, but she didn't expect Xi'er to practice light skills so high, and she is still on par with herself. Yiyun's figure paused, turned around to face Xi'er, who was catching up, without saying a word, pulled out the golden snake sword at his waist, and conjured up a sword shadow to attack Xi'er. The two of them no longer attract the aura, the internal force is completely condensed and does not scatter each other, both of them are fast and fast, and the body is as fast as a ghost, from the perspective of a third party, the two are completely two shadows of different colors entangled together and shaking.

The speed of the Golden Snake Sword is faster than in the past, and the arc and angle of the change move are smaller than in the past, and each sword shot covers Xi'er's body and counts the vital acupoints. Xi'er ignored it, and made a palm with both hands to counterattack Yiyun, and always attacked a little faster than Yiyun, but not much faster. After the two exchanged more than 100 moves, Yi Yun withdrew with her hands back, her eyes were extremely complicated. "Many years ago, you were injured. But later, your fight with me is clearly hiding your strength, even now I'm not sure if I did my best, you always make me feel that I am only a little bit away from you, what do you want? ”

"Hehehehe...... Yi Yun? Do you blame me? And hate me? Yiyun's face was expressionless, and without saying a word, she turned around and galloped away, and Xi'er followed closely behind. Yiyun remembered that many years ago, she was chased by Xi'er and ran away desperately, in order to save her life and not make Xi'er happy; And now, she is still being chased by Xi'er and running away, Yiyun no longer knows if she is running for her life, and what remains unchanged is that she is still unwilling to let Xi'er be satisfied. Yi Yun doesn't want to experience the feeling of suddenly losing a memory like a puppet, it's very uncomfortable, and Yi Yun hates this feeling very much now!

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