Lin Zhan suddenly had a black line, whether it was called Yi Ruyi or Yi Ruyi, this senior brother was still quite funny. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, the other party is the realm level of the late stage of the third rank of the Yellow Order, and his strength is regarded as outstanding among the many disciples, of course, it should not be underestimated.

So he lifted the spiritual power of his whole body, and the ink sword protected his chest, ready to start fighting.

"Oh, junior brother, since you want to compare and compare, senior brother, I have a suggestion, I don't know if you will agree to say it......" Yi Ruyi scratched his head, and stopped talking a little.

Lin Zhan's prepared aura had to stop at this moment: "Senior Brother Yi, please talk about ......"

"Let's be disciples of the same peak, we are more injured and angry in fighting, killing and killing, why don't we have a literary fight, it will be longer and thicker than one another......"

"Wait!" Lin Zhan instantly shook his head, and looked around to see if someone else was there.

What is longer and thicker than whom, it is to be harmonized!

What's the situation, could it be that this is like Senior Brother Yi's natural huge foundation, and his capital is proud, although Lin Zhan is not afraid at all, but he can't compare to this thing!

"Senior Brother Yi, I can't compare this with you! You, you're not...... This ...... "sweated all the time."

"Could it be that you have a better way, I also want to say that we all use the same heavy sword as a weapon, and the length and thickness of each heavy sword, as well as the degree of vigor, are enough to reflect the level of strength...... Well, if you don't agree to compare this, then let's ......" Yi Ruyi raised his heavy sword and looked at it, and said with a little regret.

Of course, the power of his sword has always been his strong point, and it is also a specialty that makes him proud of his peers, if he compares to this, he will definitely be able to win against a low-level opponent like Lin Zhan.

"Ah, Senior Brother Yi, it turns out that what you said is better than this!" Lin Zhan jumped up a little embarrassed, "Then it's better than this, don't change it, come on, come on, see whose sword is long and thick!"

This kind of misunderstanding made Lin Zhan feel embarrassed, and he hurried to end it.

The two of them stood on the top of their respective small peaks, the heavy sword in their hands was raised, and the tip of the sword was facing the same direction on the side, both of them were concentrating on luck, and all the aura in the sea of aura was concentrated on the sword body, not in the middle of the battle, which simply made the sword skyrocket, or needed to have a certain amount of momentum.

"Hehe, junior brother Lin Zhan, let you see the strengths of this senior brother!" Yi Ruyi's robe was bulging, his hair was floating back, and the skin and flesh on his face were wrinkled layer by layer due to the stirring of spiritual power, looking extremely happy.

And the heavy sword in his hand was full of silver, and a long horse drill broke through.

Shout!

This is the power of the sword that is easy to be proud of, it is several zhang long, thick and strong, and the momentum is overwhelming......

As this sword sword burst out, Yi Ruyi's face suddenly showed a look of pride, his small eyes squinted in the direction of Lin Zhan, and even his nostrils seemed to suddenly widen, as if to say, "Hehe, it's your turn!"

Caught off guard, Lin Zhan only realized at this time that if he was in the state of the sword at the moment, he would not be able to compare to others at all.

The power of the ink sword in his hand has never been in a form of this scale, and it is less than half of the opponent's at the longest!

The meaning of the relationship was originally grasped, but Lin Zhan realized it later, and now he knows that he has fallen into the pit dug by others.

Lin Zhan held the sword in his left hand, calmed down, and nodded at Yi Ruyi, revealing a wicked smile.

Shout!

It is also a sword that rises out, but it is easier to compare, Lin Zhan's sword is with the power of a silver arc and a golden mang, with the power of a golden dragon, and there are countless silver dragons wrapped around the golden dragon's body, which is the power of the Creation Spirit Wheel, with a crackling sound.

"Huh, that's just it!" When Yi Yi saw the length of the sword exposed by Lin Zhan's heavy sword, he couldn't help but subconsciously show a teasing attitude, it seems that this Wen Dou, which is longer than the big one, has won it.

It feels so cool to be a soldier who surrenders without a fight, not only does it not hurt the harmony, but he can also successfully get the points and points, and Yi Ruyi will burst out the full power of the sword more unscrupulously, and he is about to reach a full value, which can be regarded as giving Lin Zhan a hand and making him lose convincingly.

Suddenly, at this time, he saw Lin Zhan turn his head and blink, and then he found that the heavy sword in his hand had become a lot heavier, and the power of the sword was a little out of control, which was definitely not a good phenomenon!

Furnace Ding Lin Zhan, this is not a casual joke, Lin Zhan can affect the power of other people's weapons, which is a skill that has been experiencing and understanding.

This effect can increase the strength of Yi Yi's sword, and of course, it can also be destroyed vice versa!

Lin Zhan's right palm was moving, and the sword light on Yi Ruyi's side changed accordingly.

Shout!

This time it's backwards.

It was visible to the naked eye, and the silver sword in front of Yi Ruyi had faded by more than half, and it was still shrinking.

"Terrible! what's going on?" Yi Ru was terribly frightened, for Jian Mang had never lost his grip as he did now.

On the other hand, on Lin Zhan's side, the silver arc golden mang, still blazing, extending out little by little, with tidal waves in front of him, about to break out, that is the sword qi of Gang!

Yi Ruyi felt that once his sword was still uncontrollable, and Lin Zhan's sword gang exploded, he would be defeated!

Because Jian Mang and Jian Gang are not the same concept at all.

But at this moment, no matter how Yi Ruyi adjusted the operation of his spiritual power, and how he tried his best to communicate with the human sword, it didn't work.

Lin Zhan laughed even more when he saw this, and felt that he could play tricks on him again.

He secretly clenched his right hand, and suddenly heard Yi Ruyi's rather excited shout: "Haha, thank God, I can finally do it again!"

However, the next breath: "Eh, why can't it be done again...... Wow, it's hard again...... Damn, I can't do it again......"

In this way, Yi Ruyi was shocked and suffered mental and spiritual destruction.

"Men can't say no, Senior Brother Yi!" Lin Zhan shouted from afar.

In the end, Lin Zhan was still stubborn, and the opponent's sword was faded to a state of nothing, and Yi Ruyi suddenly fell to the top of the rocks, and the heavy sword fell out of his hand, with a sonorous sound.

And on Lin Zhan's side, the layers of golden tides at the front end of the ink sword finally broke through, and with a sigh of breaking through the spiritual power trap of the sword body, rushing forward, breaking through the wind and howling, and finally all of them sank into the boulder.

As if it happened at the same time, the whole boulder made a rumbling sound inside, and the cracks on the surface were all over the place, like a net, and finally suddenly burst open, turning into white dust and smoke in the sky, and dispersed with the wind.

Lin Zhan put away his sword and clenched his fists, arched from afar, and said in a loud voice: "Senior Brother Yi, I have conceded!"