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As the fight continued, those martial arts masters were surprised to find that Mo Lin became more and more courageous the more he fought, and his offensive became more and more fierce, forcing Song Renfeng to retreat again and again, and he gradually gained the upper hand!

After another collision, in the splashing sparks, Song Renfeng flew backwards more than ten meters away and fell to the ground lightly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Looks like I'm underestimating you. ”

Song Renfeng's eyes were cold, his arms drooped slightly, and the blue sword pointed obliquely at the ground, "But even if you comprehend the triple sword intent, you will definitely die today!"

As he spoke, the blue sword in Song Renfeng's hand bloomed with a dazzling brilliance, and in the void above his head, a huge blue sword shadow more than ten zhang long flashed out, pointing straight to the sky with a mountain-like coercion.

"Song Renfeng actually released a martial spirit!"

Seeing the blue sword shadow, the onlookers were amazed, it seemed that Song Renfeng had been really angry, and even the martial soul was released, and the time to finally decide the outcome had come.

More people were shocked by what Song Renfeng said.

Triple Martial Dao Will, what does this mean, no one dares to continue to think about it, if it is really as Song Renfeng said, then Mo Lin's talent can only be described as a demon.

Looking at the huge sword shadow in mid-air, Merlin's heart was like water.

In the battle just now, the strange feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, every time he slashed, every grass and tree around, and even the changes in every fine particle of dust were reflected in the divine soul, at this moment, the vitality change driven by the blue sword martial soul was extremely accurate into his perception, forming a strange picture.

"Triple Sword Intent? No, this is by no means the third undisciplined!"

Merlin narrowed his eyes slightly, he could be sure that the strange perception generated in his body was by no means the third level of undisciplined.

Although its range is only ten meters, it is as detailed as if it has integrated the whole world into its own body.

It was as if within a radius of ten meters was a separate space that belonged entirely to him, completely controlled by his mind.

He can appear in any area at any time, and he can also strike in any direction, and this feeling of total control makes him the master of this world, the god of this world!

"Boom!"

Merlin heard a roar in his head.

Just like a big mountain in front of him collapsed, that strange feeling of controlling everything quickly became clear from the hazy, and Song Renfeng, who was thirty meters away, and the blue sword martial spirit above his head suddenly pulled ten meters closer in his sight, just like the space of about ten meters between the two of them was smashed into pieces by a terrifying force.

The actual distance between the two has not narrowed.

It's all just Merlin's illusion.

But this illusion was too real, so real that Merlin had to believe it.

So, he swung a knife......

Between heaven and earth, the wind rises.

A white mist suddenly appeared around Merlin.

It was a spatial distortion caused by the rapid evacuation of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi.

At the moment of swinging the knife.

Merlin's world suddenly plunged into nothingness.

No sound, no light.

All the scenes are turned into black and white, like a magnificent ink landscape painting.

A breath of death emanated from the Hidden Blade in Merlin's hand.

The temperature in the surroundings is dropping rapidly.

Obviously, with a distance of thirty meters, Merlin stepped out, and as soon as his feet were raised, the distance of ten meters was left behind.

At this time, his Tibetan blade had just been raised above his head, and when his bent knees were raised to the highest point, a distance of ten meters was crossed, and when his toes touched the ground, he was already fighting in front of Song Renfeng.

This scene is very strange.

In the eyes of others, Merlin's figure only flickered twice before crossing a distance of thirty meters.

Only a few masters could see his ghostly speed, and he disappeared in place without even bringing the wind.

Song Renfeng's face changed drastically.

A shadow of death loomed over his body.

If you are not a person in the bureau, you can't understand Song Renfeng's feeling at this time.

He had already released his martial soul, and the soul element in his body had already gathered momentum, but he still had a feeling of being caught off guard and too late to stop it.

A terrible scream tore through the surrounding space and surged out.

The blue jade sword danced in front of Song Renfeng, and the blue sword martial soul in the air was like a blue raft that had been emptied, quickly withering and shriveled, and the terrifying power from the martial soul frantically poured into the jade sword, turning into a half-transparent sword tip and stabbing out.

"Qi Sword Technique!"

Bursts of air exploded.

This is the real art of resisting qi into a sword, with the help of martial souls and spiritual weapons blue sword, its power is enough to open mountains and split stones, destroying everything.

This was Song Renfeng's strongest blow, but he was still not very relieved, and after making a move, his body retreated violently, leaving only the incomparable sword qi surging out.

Poof.

It's like the slight sound of a sharp blade piercing into tofu.

Song Renfeng's powerful qi sword dissipated violently under Mo Lin's hidden blade, and a sharp sword qi cut straight into Song Renfeng's neck.

Song Renfeng was scared silly.

If he hadn't retreated in time, he would have died the moment the qi sword was broken.

But now I still can't get rid of the fate of death!

Fast, extremely fast.

"Get out!"

Seeing that Song Renfeng's head was about to fall to the ground, an indifferent shout sounded, the sword aura was horizontal, and the sword light that grabbed people's eyes was like a lightning bolt falling from the clear sky, and it fell on Mo Lin.

The world of ink painting in front of Merlin's eyes has finally changed.

The void of heaven and earth is re-colored.

The knife moves at will.

The Tibetan Blade unbelievably changed the path of the sword, and met the sword light of destruction and killing, Merlin's body floated back like a gust of wind, but the aftermath of the surging sword qi still hit him, making him spew out a rain of blood in the violent retreat.

It was Song Yuanbiao who made the shot.

At this moment, his face was as cold as ice, staring at Merlin fiercely, and the murderous intent in his eyes was raised to the extreme.

There are four levels of martial will.

A layer of no rules, using the power of heaven and earth, so that their own ideas and the surrounding heaven and earth are integrated, transmit their own minds to the heaven and earth, and express them through the changes in the surrounding vitality, which can be described as using the rules to achieve no rules and no constraints.

The second floor is unbounded, breaking through the space limit, shrinking the ground into inches, turning the end of the world into a few miles, and hurting people for miles or even hundreds of miles away with great magical powers, which is a real martial arts powerhouse.

In a sense, the distance is an absolute speed, beyond the shackles of time distance, a realm that only the geniuses of the Martial Extreme Realm can comprehend, provided that after the Realm of Perfection has reached the third great consummation.

However, Mo Lin's slash and ghost-like figure just now actually gave Song Yuanbiao an illusion, as if he had broken the rules of space and instantly crossed in front of Song Renfeng, this was already the 'distanceless' realm of martial arts will!