Since even Xu Weide has made a move this time, it means that Dongfang Hongfei behind Zhao Pengyu has already intervened, otherwise, with one Zhao Pengyu, he would not want to invite Xu Weide at all.

Looking at the sturdy Xu Weide, the blood in Lin Tian's body also began to boil, and a raging battle intent ignited in his heart.

Since his cultivation broke through and comprehended the Xuantian Sword Technique, Lin Tian had never made a move, and he also wanted to know what his strength had reached.

"Senior Brother Xu, you don't have to make a move first, sweep the battle for me, and see how I clean up this kid!"

However, before Lin Tian could make a move, Zhao Pengyu preemptively said to Xu Weide, and then turned to Lin Tian and said, "Boy, you get off the horse quickly, let's have another good fight, and see who loses and who wins!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised the long sword in his hand, faced Lin Tian with a serious expression, raised his whole body strength, and stared at Lin Tian deadly, as long as he showed a flaw, he would shoot with all his strength and make a thunderous blow.

However, this time Lin Tian's skills were really beyond his imagination, in his eyes, Lin Tian's whole body did not show the slightest flaw.

As the silver-scaled horse under him moved, Lin Tian's body also shook slightly, so that Zhao Pengyu couldn't find a chance to make a move.

And, gradually, there was a momentum that unconsciously enveloped his whole body, getting heavier and heavier, and his keen intuition told him that if he only moved a little, he would immediately face a life-and-death crisis.

Faced with this situation, Zhao Pengyu held the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand, and clenched the scabbard with his left hand, but he didn't dare to pull out the long sword in his hand, and a layer of cold sweat gradually oozed from his forehead.

The two confronted each other for a long time, but Zhao Pengyu was still standing there, not daring to move an inch, and at this moment, Lin Tian, who was sitting on the horse, made a move.

I saw him slowly stretch out his right hand, pinched the sword finger in his hand, and pointed at Zhao Pengyu on the opposite side, and suddenly, Lin Tian's figure flickered, and the whole person disappeared on the horse's back.

Zhao Pengyu only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and Lin Tian actually appeared in front of him in an instant, and the sword finger in his right hand was like a flash of cold lightning, shooting straight towards his chest, and a murderous aura like frost forced over.

His heart was shocked, and Zhao Pengyu's eyes couldn't help but show a look of fear, as if the next moment, this sharp sword finger could stab his chest, and he would die immediately.

He never thought that in just a few days, Lin Tian's cultivation would have undergone such earth-shaking changes, and as soon as he made a move, it was such a powerful killing move.

Zhao Pengyu's eyes were wide open, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, stimulated his nerves with severe pain, and his potential exploded, and he pulled out his sword out of the sheath with a loud sound, but he only had time to pull out half of it, and the long sword was horizontal in his chest.

"Ding!"

Lin Tian's sword finger pointed at the spine of the sword on Zhao Pengyu's chest, and suddenly a loud sound like a bell sounded, which was simply deafening.

It was as if the crisp sound of the clash of gold and stone swept through the jungle like thunder, spreading far away, and suddenly, countless birds were startled.

A strong force tore through the air and rolled up, like a storm crashing on the shore, stirring up a strong wind, shaking the surrounding grass and trees for a while, rolling up countless dead branches.

The sword and the fingers were separated by a touch, and the scabbard in Zhao Pengyu's hand could not withstand the sword qi of the violent conflict at all, and exploded into countless tiny pieces in an instant.

Zhao Pengyu let out a muffled snort from his mouth, only to feel that a fierce and incomparable sword intent came from the long sword in his hand and poured into his body, and in an instant, as if he had been struck by lightning, his hands suddenly trembled violently.

Where the sword intent passed, the skin of his arms exploded with a bang, and all the meridians, flesh, and bones were torn apart and shattered.

Zhao Pengyu's figure retreated sharply, and in an instant, he had already withdrawn more than ten meters, leaving more than a dozen footprints on the ground, each of which was several inches deep, cracking one after another.

The long sword in his hand fell down and stuck on the ground, his body was shaking slightly, and the whole person seemed to fall to the ground at any time.

"Poof!"

As if like cheap running water, Zhao Pengyu's mouth kept spurting out mouthfuls of blood, and his two sleeves were instantly dyed blood-red.

Unable to raise his arms any longer, he hung down to the ground, and several streaks of blood continued to drip down, and in a short time, a pool of blood accumulated under his feet.

The whole person kept twitching, and blood was constantly seeping into his nose and eyes, and his face was like gold paper, which was terrifying.

Xu Weide, who had been silent on the side, saw this unexpected scene, his eyes lit up slightly, a smile appeared on his lips, he moved his steps slightly, and looked at Lin Tian with a little interest.

"How...... Yes, you ...... How did it become ...... It's amazing!"

Looking at Lin Tian who floated back to the horse gently, Zhao Pengyu couldn't believe it, just in one move, he had already been defeated by Lin Tian's hands, and he was seriously injured all of a sudden, and he was almost powerless to fight back.

He coughed up a large patch of blood from his mouth and said it in a staccato tone of disbelief.

Feeling the fierce sword intent still raging in his body, Zhao Pengyu only felt that this sword intent was mysterious and abnormal, and it actually gave him a slightly familiar feeling.

Suddenly, Zhao Pengyu seemed to have thought of something, and was suddenly stunned, his eyes widened, his face was full of horror, and he reacted to excessive fright.

"Impossible, how can you ...... Comprehend the Xuantian Sword Intent! This is impossible...... , where the hell did you steal the Xuantian Sword Technique!"

Zhao Pengyu didn't want to believe that Lin Tian was able to send out the Xuantian Sword Intent at all, he just thought that there was an illusion in front of him, but the familiar sword intent in his body reminded him from time to time that all this was real.

How could this not make him shocked, you must know that since Dongfang Hongfei taught him a change in the Xuantian Sword Technique, Zhao Pengyu has been constantly comprehending the Xuantian Sword Tablet in order to be able to comprehend the sword intent, and has spent a lot of effort.

However, for the comprehension of Xuantian Sword Intent, Zhao Pengyu always had a feeling of seeing flowers in the fog, and he could already see the vague shadow, but he was separated by a layer of doors, and he couldn't enter the door.

And now, the Xuantian Sword Intent, which he had been working hard for several years and could not obtain, actually appeared on Lin Tian, who had only entered the sect for more than a month, and he was still his enemy, how could this not make him go crazy for it.

With Lin Tian's origin, if you want to comprehend the Xuantian Sword Intent, there is only one possibility, that is, to comprehend the mystery inside the Xuantian Sword Tablet.

This requires peerless talent and superior comprehension to have a little possibility, and it has not appeared a few times in the thousands of years of history of Xuantian Sect.

At the thought of this possibility, intense jealousy was like a poisonous snake, tearing at his heart, and the furious killing intent filled his chest, stirring.