His own strength, coupled with the assistance of divine weapons, is displayed with exquisite mastery, and the combat power that erupts is simply terrifying!

Any powerful martial immortal is inseparable from the divine weapons that suit him.

Before this sword, Zhou Rin instantly had a deep understanding.

The wind and flood struck with a sword, and the qi machine locked, changing the aura of heaven and earth, almost locking him to death, there was no escape, and there was no retreat.

In this case, if you use the ** big raid, there will be lag, and you will not be able to escape this lore sword.

Fenghong, this person, is really decisive, the first sword is not successful, measured the depth of Zhou Rin, and immediately did not hesitate to use the secret technique of killing, without giving Zhou Rin any chance.

This is the real master, who has experienced life and death, and his mind is extraordinary.

At that moment, Zhou Rin's spirit was concentrated to the extreme, and he immediately felt the breath of death coming. His green hair, moving wildly without wind, broke free from the ribbon and danced wildly behind his head.

Zhou Rin suddenly shouted as if in the wind, waved his arms violently, like a wild dragon churning, and then leaned forward, and the golden light in his palm was shining, shining all over the courtyard, golden and brilliant, as if a strange treasure appeared in the world.

Under the pressure of life and death, Zhou Rin's mind focused a little, just to survive, and he actually opened the joints in one fell swoop and comprehended all the golden scale seals of the Eight Desolations.

He knew in his heart that at this moment, only this mastery could save his life and help him block the wind and flood with a sword, not even the Ruicai Xingmang, because this magic weapon was sharp and strong in attacking and breaking defenses, not a treasure used to fight head-on.

Between this punch, Zhou Rin felt that his whole body strength was squeezed dry, and his body was empty for a while, and his fist struck, tearing the pressure and cold that froze him, and his whole hand was covered with small gold scales, and there was a large dragon scale on the fist, with deep traces, like the inscription of the immortal god, flowing golden light, which was wonderful.

Boom!

The golden light and ice gas splashed, and the golden and white air currents were like fireworks.

Zhou Rin's body flickered, and he couldn't help but take three steps back, and his body suddenly turned pale.

The cost of this blow is too great, and the force of the shock is not light.

He was not injured, and thanks to the protection of the righteous qi of heaven and earth, the qi and blood in his body were already churning.

Feng Hong only flickered his body, his eyes were deep and cold, and the fierce light was released violently, and he sneered teasingly: "What other means do you have?" ”

He was admiring Zhou Rin's appearance at the end of the road, stepping forward, and suddenly jumped forward, condescending, like an eagle playing with a chicken, looking at Zhou Rin who was constantly retreating, and went straight to Zhou Rin's eyebrows with a sword.

The sword light is like a dragon, although the momentum and power are not as good as the previous sword, but it is fast and accurate, and it is no longer possible for Zhou Rin to stop.

Zhou Rin's life and death are almost hanging by a thread!

The people who watched the live broadcast originally witnessed the legendary meeting between Zhou Rin and another pioneer, but they didn't expect that Zhou Rin would encounter such a dangerous situation.

Originally, a large number of viewers were attracted to Wen Mengyao, but at this moment, everyone was sweating for Zhou Rin, and a strong thought arose in their hearts, sincerely hoping that Zhou Rin would survive!

"Ahh Are you deaf, the National Teacher's Mansion is about to be overturned! ”

Zhou Wen had already been transferred back to pay attention to Zhou Rin's battle, and seeing Zhou Rin in such a dangerous situation, she almost lost control of her emotions for a while, because not far away at this moment, Wen Mengyao's boudoir was actually playing an extremely ambiguous ** drama!

What is this called, do you want to love when you die?!

"Bullying me on top of my head?!"

Seeing this, Zhou Rin's eyes were cold, and he tried his best to regulate his breath to stabilize the qi and blood in his body, so that he could use his peerless knowledge to escape.

However, the enemy's sword came too quickly!

"How can it be!"

Zhou Rin saw that he couldn't do it, and with a loud shout, the green silk danced wildly, and his black hair reached the sky, like a furious black flame, showing the anger in his heart.

His ruthlessness can be described as very domineering, suppressing his body, forcibly gathering qi and blood, and his whole body surges up.

"Want to fight hard?"

Seeing this, Feng Hong smiled coldly, and Sen Sen judged: "It's late! ”

Before the words fell, the sword light pierced into Zhou Rinqing's silk and went straight to the top of his head.

But he never expected that as soon as the Frost Jiao Sword pierced in, the hair was twisted violently and wound up, making it completely immobile, and the power on the sword was all dissolved, not to mention, and even the sword could not be recovered.

This change is not trivial, the frightened Fenghong's face changed sharply, and he shouted in panic: "What kind of green silk magic method is this?" ”

He has been refining this frost sword for a long time, almost one with him, it is usually a cold air, raised in his body, sacrificed at any time, and it is difficult for others to take it away, but now, he is imprisoned and can't take it back, and a force is actually rubbing his mental imprint.

He knew that its sword was being forcibly taken away, and how could he not be shocked in his heart?

Zhou Rin didn't expect that the Great Dao Green Silk would be so wonderful, the spirit through the root green silk, instantly enhanced more than ten times, and then condensed the righteous qi of heaven and earth, it was simply a strange treasure, wrapped in powerful power and energy, it was easy to suppress the Fenghong Sword, and even forcibly seized it.

Zhou Rin turned the tide of the battle in an instant, seeing that the wind and flood were in a panic, he raised his hand and struck out with a palm, and the eight desolation golden scale seals were like a hidden dragon out of the abyss, enveloping ten thousand golden lights and rising into the sky, and slammed into the chest of the wind and flood.

Fenghong screamed, volleyed more than a dozen circles, and finally fell to the ground in embarrassment, already vomiting blood, his face was pale, and he was not far from death.

Zhou Rin had a sword stuck in his head, although it seemed funny, he walked step by step and fell in the eyes of Fenghong, but it was tantamount to death descending.

Zhou Rin's Eight Desolation Golden Scale Seal can receive his strongest sword, which can be seen its power, thinking of him Fenghong, although in the middle of the transformation realm, the muscles and skin are degenerated, extremely flexible, and the bones are also transformed and reshaped, but the internal organs are still flesh and blood, all of them are cracked, and they are also nine deaths and one life, and they are wasted on the spot.

"The people of the Cold Wind Dao save me, and the people of the Cold Wind Dao save me......"

Fenghong's face changed rapidly, and he hurriedly raised his head and shouted at the sky blocked by the white fog.

It turned out that there was also a Wen Immortal in the dark, and the five poisonous cold miasma that shrouded the entire National Teacher's Mansion was the handiwork of this Cold Wind Daoist.

But let him scream and cut his throat, but there was no reaction at all, which was incomprehensible.

Zhou Rin was a little panicked in his heart, seeing him shouting hoarsely, for fear that someone would really rescue him, he was just striding over, but a big surprise attack came to him, kicked him in the face, and shouted: "What's the noise, others don't sleep?!" ”

In a hurry, he stepped on a head directly, and the red and white flowed to the ground, and the sound naturally stopped abruptly.

Zhou Rin breathed a sigh of relief slightly, looked up at the sky, beware of enemy attacks, but saw that the miasma was separated, and the moonlight appeared, and a thin old man in a snow-white fur robe was sitting on a floating animal skin, sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his teeth were clattering.

Seeing that he was wearing such a thick and warm dress, it didn't look like it was cold, but it turned out to be scary.

"Childe, this old man is so bad that he wants to sneak attack!"

A faint voice sounded in Zhou Rin's ears, which turned out to be a spiritual transmission, also known as a secret transmission. Zhou Rin looked at it, and there was a vague figure standing next to the thin old man, which was both real and illusory in the moonlight, exactly like Xiong Xin'er, and also caught a distorted shadow in his hand, slapping it from time to time, and tortured there.

"Shhh

Seeing this, Zhou Rin gasped, only to know that Xiong Xin'er was out of his body, and directly detained the soul of the Cold Wind Dao person, and was being tortured there.

Seeing that the cold wind Dao people were no longer a threat, Zhou Rin took off the sword on his head, looked at it twice, and poured his spiritual qi and blood violently, and in a moment, the sword turned into a frost-white streamer, flying and churning, like a dragon playing in the water, and with Zhou Rin's thoughts, it was received in the body.

He looked over there again, Wen Feng and his wife were fighting with a knife to a critical juncture, so they secretly sacrificed Ruicai Xingmang, quietly approached the past, and waited for the opportunity to move, intending to kill the world with one blow!