Ye Junlin stood on the roof, looking at the masked man in black, his face was cold, and the wind blew his clothes, making a strong sound.

The man in black looked at Ye Junlin, who suddenly appeared, and suddenly, he was a little startled. But when he found that what was standing in front of him was just a martial artist who had cultivated as a 'middle-level Xuanshi', he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief again.

For a martial artist of this kind of cultivation, he can be crushed to death with one hand.

"I wonder how brave you are to stand face to face with me. The black-clothed warrior stopped, and he slowly pulled down the mask covering his face, his expression a little playful.

"Why aren't you covered?" Ye Junlin was a little curious, and he also asked with a smile.

"For a person who is going to die, it makes no difference whether he is covered or not. The man in black turned out to be a young man in his twenties, he looked at Ye Junlin, and the murderous aura in his eyes was unobstructed: "Take off the mask, so that you can die clearly." ”

The young man suddenly made a move, the space on his fingers flickered slightly, and then an extremely long black black iron rod appeared in his hand.

"Look at the move. "The young man swung a stick, and vaguely, it was like a 'sound of wind and thunder'.

Ye Junlin looked intently, and saw that on the young man's black iron stick, the tiny yellow thunderbolt was 'crackling'.

Ye Junlin frowned slightly, as if he realized that the young man in front of him was not easy to deal with.

"Thunderbolt Stick Method!"

The young man threw out a stick, and the yellow thunder condensed into several tiny balls of thunder and lightning, and flew straight towards Ye Junlin.

Ye Junlin held a sword in one hand, and made several strange handprints in the other.

"Soil escape, earth and rock wall!"

In Ye Junlin's hand, the brown Xuanguang flourished. He held the brown ball of light in his hand, and slammed it to the ground.

"Boom—"

In an instant, the earth trembled violently.

A huge earthen wall rose from the ground and blocked Ye Junlin's face.

The brown ball of lightning slammed into the earthen wall, and it instantly made a violent explosion. The earthen walls were shattered, and the roof tiles flew around like snowflakes.

The young man in black looked directly at Ye Junlin, and a smile bloomed on the corner of his mouth: "There are two hits, but this is fun, sir, I don't like to kill some people who have no power to resist, cats and dogs, because there is no sense of accomplishment." ”

The black-clothed young man said to himself, not noticing at all that Ye Junlin's body had surging with endless sword qi. These sword qi, like the cold wind of the northern frontier in winter, stirred up the surrounding heaven and earth aura.

The black-clothed young man frowned slightly, and the hippie smile on his face suddenly dissipated, and his expression became solemn.

Ye Junlin suddenly gathered his strength, and above his left hand, the sword qi quickly gathered, like a tumbling cloud.

"Sword one, breaking the wind. ”

"Sword two, slash souls. ”

"Sword three, split the mountain. ”

After swinging three swords in a row, Ye Junlin's face was a little pale, because among the three swords just now, he had made some modifications to the sword momentum.

The three sword qi were like three brilliant fireworks of different shapes, showing a different brilliance in the pitch-black sky.

In the 'Wind Breaking Style', Ye Junlin added the 'Fire Attribute' Xuan Power, so even if there is no increase in the 'Red Flame Sword' now, the 'Wind Breaking Style' is still like a crimson thin Lang, surging and agitating.

In the 'Soul Slaying Style', it was added by Ye Junlin to the 'Ice Attribute' Xuan Power, which made the 'Soul Slaying Style' look like a dark blue ghost, which was quite terrifying.

And the 'Mountain Splitting Style' doesn't have too many skills, what is important is strength, Ye Junlin added a 'metallic' Xuanshi to it, making it like a huge golden sword, flying straight out.

said that the young man in black was secretly frightened when he looked at the three swords that Ye Junlin swung out.

"Nima, I'm afraid that this mystical skill has already reached the 'Xuan Rank Upper Grade', right?" the young man in black couldn't help but scold.

I have to say that this young man in black is extremely insightful, because Ye Junlin has swung these three swords together, and he has already seen the 'world swordsmanship' for the first time. The grade of these three swords has also reached the level of 'Xuan Rank Upper Grade'.

The blue humanoid ghost was the first to arrive in front of the black-clothed youth, and the black-clothed young man hurriedly waved his sword to resist, but found that his Xuan stick and the power of thunder had no effect on the blue ghost.

"Nima, it can't really be a ghost!" the black-clothed young man was shocked, his mind tightened, desperately resisting the invasion of the blue ghost.

From the 'Xuanshi Level', step into the 'Xuanling Level'. First of all, you must be able to freely enter and exit your own sea of knowledge, and then in the sea of knowledge, you can condense your true soul.

The young man in black had just entered the 'Intermediate Xuan Ling' not long ago, but he had already gradually condensed the true soul in the sea.

When the blue ghost, burrowing through the center of his brow, began to invade his sea of consciousness. Within his sea of consciousness, a villain who looked exactly like him, but had shrunk countless times, waved his stick and desperately resisted.

The blue ghost, for a moment, was excluded from his sea of knowledge.

If Ye Junlin hadn't added the 'Ice Attribute' Xuan Power to the 'Soul Slaying Style', then this move would have no effect.

But when Ye Junlin joined the 'Ice Attribute' Xuan Force, everything became different.

Just when the miniature version of the 'young man in black' was struggling to resist, among the blue ghosts, a blue light scattered out.

In the next moment, the miniature version of the 'young man in black' was frozen by the heavy ice.

The 'Soul Slaying Style' smoothly entered the sea of knowledge of the black-clothed young man, and the endless sword qi spread out and began to wreak havoc in his sea of knowledge.

The young man in black suddenly felt a splitting headache, and he desperately covered his head, his face hideous.

At this moment, the surging crimson Lang flew again.

"Boom!"

The flame Lang Flower slammed into the body of the young man in black, blasting him out in an instant. The flames exploded in mid-air, blooming Lang flowers.

The body of the young man in black fell heavily to the ground, smashing out a deep pit.

The huge golden shadow of the sword fell down at the perfect time, the tip of the sword pointing downwards and the hilt facing upwards.

"Boom!"

The golden sword shadow plunged straight into the huge pit on the ground, and the sound shook the sky, and a small warehouse nearby was directly shaken into ruins.

Ye Junlin patted his chest, secretly afraid: "Fortunately, there is no one living here." ”

After saying this, Ye Junlin's brows furrowed tightly. He found that among the three swords, the first two styles were fine, but the 'Mountain Splitting Style' was far from what he expected.

Because in the deep pit, the young man in black slowly crawled out