The wind is quiet, and the leaves stop.

The peerless sword qi swayed between heaven and earth, and a figure stood arrogantly, like a long sword.

On the other side, Lin Yun was silently opposed, he had already decided to fight.

In the early stage of Lingtai, he was already able to defeat Dongye in the middle stage, and now that he has broken through the middle stage of Lingtai, he has realized the dragon seal, and his body has broken through the chalcedony to generate essence.

"It's so courageous, facing this seat with the strength of the middle stage of the Lingtai, and even being able to give birth to the fighting spirit, it's really amazing, Tianlong Temple is the right way sect, the leader of Buddhism, and the disciple of the top sect, and it's different to cultivate it." The middle-aged man spoke, the long sword in his hand was already lying across his chest, but on his left hand, his middle finger and index finger were tightly closed, and he was lightly pressed on the long sword, and it seemed that he would strike the next moment.

Quiet, incredibly quiet.

It seems that in the dense forest, there is no longer any existence.

Lin Yun felt a sense of depression in his heart, and under the oppression of the middle-aged man opposite, he actually felt sluggish in his heart, as if there was a stone suppressed in his heart.

At this moment, a cold light flashed.

Immediately after, the boundless falling wood Xiao Xiaoxiao, it seemed that under the collision of this sword qi, he could no longer remain calm.

The fallen leaves fell in a row, sliding on Lin Yun's shoulders and feet.

Finally, when the last fallen leaf was about to slide in front of Lin Yun's eyes, a sword finally swept in.

"A sword comes from the west, and the stars are cold - the stars are cold in the west." The middle-aged man took out his sword, and the sword light in his hand seemed to slash, as if he wanted to cut down the sunset in the western sky and attract the stars.

In an instant, Lin Yun's eyes were in a trance, and suddenly it became dark in front of him, the daylight faded, and the starry night soared into the sky.

Lin Yun's heart tightened, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

The golden body of the Luohan had already been used, and at this moment, he even played the Luohan fist in an instant, as if this punch would be pierced by this long sword if it was not hit.

What's more, with this sword slashing out, Lin Yun actually had a feeling of Yuan Force blockage, in fact, not only Yuan Force, but even the circulation of blood seemed to slow down, and the stars were cold in the west, as if it directly froze his cultivation.

Sonorous!

The long sword made contact with Lin Yun's punch, bursting out with the sound of gold and iron clashing.

But after this voice fell, the starry sky disappeared, and in front of Lin Yun's eyes, there was still a dense forest.

But Lin Yun's body, in the midst of this confrontation, flew out directly upside down, even if it was the Arhat Golden Body, plus the physical power of the chalcedony essence, it could not stop the power of this sword.

Even above the bone joints of Lin Yun's clenched fist, the defense of the golden body had been broken because of this sword, and a red blood-colored point appeared.

Tick......

The sound of blood falling to the ground appeared, which was particularly harsh in this extremely quiet space.

Lin Yun lowered his head and looked at his fist, blood dripping to the ground, and his face changed greatly.

His golden body was broken so easily.

This kind of thing, he never thought that his golden body would be so vulnerable in front of others.

Although the strength of the person in front of him is strong, one level higher than himself, you must know that the strength of your own body plus the power of the Buddha of the Lingtai is not an extravagant hope to cross a level and fight.

"His sword is also a magic weapon!" Lin Yun raised his head and looked at the long sword in the middle-aged man's hand, his eyes burning.

The long sword in this man's hand is exactly the same as the one used by Nangong Qinghang before, it is also a magic weapon, and it is more powerful than the long sword in Nangong Qinghang's hand.

Because this sword not only has the blessing of Haijiao beads, it can even be said that the entire long sword is refined by Haijiao.

Above the scabbard, the silver light is shining, it is made of the belly skin of the sea jiao, and the sword god is directly refined from the single horn of the sea jiao, which contains abundant water element power, which is abundant to the extent that it is exposed to the face, making Lin Yun feel that he will feel cold all over his body.

"Using the sword of the unicorn refining magic weapon that covers the sea Jiao, and casting this Western Heaven Star Cold, it is not just a sword at all, but the power of the water cold of a sea Jiao, plus the power of this sword." Lin Yun thought in his heart.

"I have heard for a long time that the golden body of the Arhat of the Tantric Sect of Tianlong Temple is indestructible, specializing in the way of the physical body, when I see it today, it is really extraordinary, but ......" The middle-aged man paused, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"The more extraordinary you are, the more you have to die today." The middle-aged man said coldly, and the kind of uneasiness that appeared in his heart before burst out to the extreme at this moment.

The more demonic Lin Yun was, the more uneasy his heart became. He even had a feeling that it would be difficult for Lin Yun to die today, and once Lin Yun couldn't die, then what would be left to them would be an ordeal that would never last so far.

As soon as he thought of this, the long sword in his hand moved tactfully in the void. The edge of the long sword rushed directly into the sky, and even the figure of the middle-aged man disappeared.

Lin Yun's heart tightened, if the other party disappeared and no longer embarrassed him, even Lin Yun himself, he would not believe it in his heart.

Then the only explanation is that this is a style of swordsmanship, a style of swordsmanship with weird moves, but powerful, absolutely extraordinary swordsmanship.

Time passed between minutes and seconds, like a funnel quicksand, in Lin Yun's heart, entering the countdown.

One breath ...... Two Interest......

Time is slow, as if the reins have been put on the reins, it is clearly only a few breaths of time, counting in Lin Yun's heart, but it seems like a few days, a few years are as long as a few years.

Finally, when Lin Yun counted to three in his heart, everything seemed to be back on track.

A sword comes from the sky and falls from the sky.

The Peerless Sword seemed to be centered on the long sword in his hand, forming a sword arc.

On both sides of the sword arc, the cold air is pressing, and the sword aura is fierce, as if even heaven and earth naturally have to automatically avoid, avoiding a road for this long sword.

"Divine power......" Lin Yun thought in his heart, and a guess was born in an instant.

Originally, he could only feel that this middle-aged man's cultivation was even a half-step supernatural power in the late stage of the Lingtai, but he never thought that the power of this sword would already have the taste of supernatural powers.

In this way, Lin Yun understood why it was clearly the same set of swordsmanship, and the gap between this middle-aged man and Nangong Qinghang would be so big.

This is definitely not a simple gap between cultivation and Yuan Li, but that this person is already close to supernatural powers, and in this sword, he has departed from the most original swordsmanship, but a type of supernatural power, and this person has actually comprehended the power of supernatural powers.

Suddenly, Lin Yun suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, this person's cultivation might be more than half a step of the Divine Realm!

Lin Yun struggled to get up, even though he was already injured, he was not injured at all. But if you are indifferent at this moment, you will surely die.

Although his golden body was broken, the power of the spiritual platform could not be combined with the physical body, condensing the golden body of the Arhat.

But his own defense was still there, and at this critical moment, the sleeping Arhat wandered away in his dream, and the ghost made the god to perform it.

At the same time, this sword finally fell, perpendicular to the top of Lin Yun's head, the sword qi swayed, roaring in the wind, an indescribable sharpness, and landed.