A ray of fingers, like a ghostly light floating from hell, was wrapped in endless killing intent and shot towards Ye Junlin's head

Without a moment's hesitation, the brand-new 'Stainless Steel Greatsword' was held in Ye Junlin's hand. The monstrous sword intent surging from the sword body was like the bull ghost and snake god in the Shura Palace, full of killing intent.

The finger mangs and the sword qi met in this way, as if the cold ice met the fire, and there was a burst of "呲, 呲, 呲".

Then, the finger light and sword qi dissipated, and the heavens and the earth were calm.

Ye Junlin turned his head, his eyes were like ten thousand years of ice, staring directly at the old man behind him who had attacked him, and his murderous intent soared to the sky.

Li Mo's face was a little ugly, and his expression became cramped. Clearly, there was an emotion called 'fear' that was slowly eating away at him.

"Finger Xuan Old Man" Li Mo's expression finally changed greatly.

Ye Junlin had never seen Li Mo look like this, even when his wife was snatched away by Ling Jin, his expression was still very calm.

"Old man Xuan?" Ye Junlin chewed on the name in his heart, unaware of it.

"Hahahaha" refers to the old man Xuan looked at Li Mo's expression, laughed, and his expression was full of a little pride: "I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people who can remember the old man." ”

The people of Xuanlai are very pleased.

"Who is 'Old Man Zhixuan'?" Ye Junlin asked quietly.

"Ten years ago, a very powerful 'killer organization' called the "Killing God Building" arose in the Chixiao Mortal Domain, and they made a living by killing people, taking people's money, and eliminating disasters with others. Their leader is this 'old man'. ”

Li Mo said, his expression became more and more solemn: "There is a legend in the Chixiao Mortal Domain: it is this 'old man who refers to Xuan', who has never lost his hand, and wherever he goes, someone will die in Huangquan. ”

After listening to Li Mo's introduction, Ye Junlin's brows suddenly became cold. Since he came out of the Blackstone Mine, he has experienced a lot of battles, but most of those ** are relatively ordinary warriors. It was the first time he had encountered a martial artist like 'Old Man Zhixuan' who stood at the peak of the Chixiao Mortal Domain.

So, he decided to have a good fight.

Every man is born brave, and he has an immortal heroic soul in his bones. No matter what kind of opponent you face, you will bravely hold the weapon in your hand and fight happily.

"Fight!"

Ye Junlin roared, and endless purple qi suddenly surged under his feet, these purple qi were like jumping elves, instantly increasing Ye Junlin's speed by more than five times.

The 'Stainless Steel Sword' hunted vigorously, and the martial soul sword intent in his hand was surging.

The monstrous sword qi accompanied the swing of the big sword, like a giant dragon rushing in the sea, shaking the sky and the earth slightly.

"What a strong sword intent. The old man's face finally showed a look of attention.

"Piercing fingers!"

The index finger was slightly raised, and a shining golden light flew out like a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

When the finger meets the sword qi, it is like the Vermilion Bird encountering the Golden Crow, and there is a great momentum of undying. The sword qi fingers were intertwined, stirring up the smoke and dust in the sky. In this smoke and dust, the golden fingers and the colorful sword qi bit each other, fighting endlessly.

Then, the long smoke was empty, and the broken light overflowed.

"Amazing young man!" the old man stroked his goatee, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes: "Young man, hand over the 'Golden Silk Armor', and you and I will leave separately." ”

"Delusional!"

For people who are not good for themselves, Ye Junlin has always had only one thought, that is, "kill"!

"Sword one, breaking the wind. ”

Ye Junlin's big sword was in the air, and he swung it at the old man several times one after another.

More than a dozen sword qi surged out, forming a dense sword qi net, heading towards the old man as a hood.

The old man's face finally changed greatly at this moment, and his years of assassin career had made him have an exceptionally keen perception of danger.

On the old man's index finger, a delicate finger sleeve suddenly appeared, and it could be seen from the runes circulating on the finger sleeve that the grade of this finger sleeve was at least a 'middle-level mortal weapon'.

"Four fingers around the beam!"

Four fingers shot out from between the old man's index fingers, and instantly turned into four sharp scissors, cutting straight towards the huge net of sword qi.

The scissors cut into the huge net of sword qi, and countless sword qi actually let out a mournful roar in unison.

Ye Junlin clenched his teeth, as if he was manipulating those sword qi to carry out some kind of counterattack.

The huge net of sword qi that had been suppressed was churning again under Ye Junlin's operation. A huge net formed by more than a dozen sword qi slowly wrapped towards the four scissors.

The four fingers and more than a dozen sword qi were fighting inseparably at this moment.

Under Ye Junlin's feet, the mist of purple qi surged again. With a glitter under his feet, Ye Junlin took advantage of the 'Flowing Wind Step', wielding a stainless steel giant sword, and slashed down at the old man Zhixuan.

The old man's mouth opened slightly, as if he was a little surprised by Ye Junlin's behavior. What he didn't expect was that under his 'prestige', the young man in front of him would dare to fight with him so closely.

"It's really a born calf that doesn't shoot a tiger!" said the old man laughed.

"Fireflies are trapped. ”

On the old man's fingers, a slight light surged, and countless fingers flew out from the old man's index finger like fireflies. Fireflies danced around Ye Junlin continuously. The little glimmer on their tails was like a dreamy neon from another world, and Ye Junlin was intoxicated when he saw it

Suddenly, Ye Junlin seemed to have entered another dreamlike scene.

"King's Landing, wake up!" At this moment, Li Mo's loud roar woke Ye Junlin from the illusion.

He shook his head suddenly, and completely scattered the ethereal things.

"Drink!"

The big sword in Ye Junlin's hand swung suddenly, and the fierce sword aura stirred up all the fireflies that exuded a little bit of light into a little bit of smash.

"Die!"

Ye Junlin's big sword slashed towards the old man again.

"I can't do it!"

The old man seemed to have a slight anger, and on the finger of his index finger, the golden light surged.

Just as Ye Junlin's big sword slashed down, the old man's index finger also stabbed straight towards Ye Junlin's heart.

Seeing the situation, Ye Junlin did not hesitate at all, and the force of the split became even greater.

"Humph!"

Old Man Zhixuan sneered.

Li Mo held his breath and looked at it with a shocked face, waiting for the next moment.

No matter who it is, if it is hit by this blow from the other party, I am afraid that it will be difficult to save my life