"Could it be that the Lin family is dissatisfied with this small action of the Holy Church and wants to take the opportunity to put pressure on the Holy Church?"

The middle-aged deacon frowned, looked at Lin Yi hesitantly, and looked at Zhou Yang worriedly, wondering if he could survive this hurdle. Lewen Novel C-O-M.

When Zhou Yang heard Lin Yi's words, he was also shocked.

"Yes, this kind of behavior without fighting spirit is tantamount to a coward who abandons his sword and admits defeat, this kind of mentality, what qualifications do he have to delusionally want to reach the top of the sword. When you encounter setbacks, you want to run away, and it is never the work of a strong person. The relationship with Lin Yi must be made up in other ways, but it can't be flattened in the battle, a manly man, when he doesn't transfuse blood, he can hold up a piece of his own sky in this complicated and troubled world, and protect the people who should be guarded. ”

Therefore, he quickly adjusted his mentality and quickly calmed himself down and returned to his normal fighting state.

Holding the Zhige Sword, Zhou Yang looked at Lin Yi with a complicated look in his eyes, and said softly in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "I'm sorry, Miss Lin, I will make up for the matter of the Demon Beast Forest." As soon as the words changed, Zhou Yang said sonorously: "However, in today's battle, I, Zhou Yang, will go all out, no matter what, I will try my best to keep the position of the champion, because this is a man's promise!"

Zhou Yang's words made Lin Yi a little confused, "A man's promise", nothing touched her heartstrings more than this sentence. She muttered in a whisper: "What do you compensate with, what do you compensate with!"

Lin Yi's weakened murderous aura erupted again in this self-questioning, and she let out a vague scream hysterically while frantically pounced on Zhou Yang. The long sword in her hand flashed out one after another, and the sword qi swept vertically and horizontally, sweeping the cyan boulder stone chips on the arena sideways, and even the middle-aged deacon standing on the edge of the arena was also affected, and retreated slightly under this sword qi.

Zhou Yang saw Lin Yi's swordsmanship, and his heart sank, and then he understood Lin Yi's other identity, the only daughter of the Lin family.

In the Lin family, the second-ranked family, Lin Yi, who is deeply loved by the ancestors of the Lin family, is absolutely powerful among his peers. It was only because she was usually inconspicuous, and her beauty outweighed the attraction of her strength to everyone, that the Templar disciples were not too shocked by Lin Yi's strength.

With the cultivation of the seventh layer of qi refining, combined with the Lin family's advanced swordsmanship, Lin Yi's strength is definitely not weaker than that of Lei Ba, who has been tempered thousands of times in the Law Enforcement Hall. However, also because of the reason from the family, because of the great protection, he did not experience too much life and death, and in terms of actual combat experience and combat awareness, compared to Lei Ba and Zhou Yang, who came over in the sea of blood, I don't know how much worse.

Therefore, Lin Yi's swordsmanship seems to be murderous, but there are also many flaws, which makes Zhou Yang a little nervous, and he is slightly relieved.

Since there is a lot of difference between him and his opponent in terms of strength, then he can completely make up for his weaknesses in terms of combat experience, and pull the balance of victory towards himself, only by defeating the opponent in front of him, and then slowly looking for an opportunity to communicate with Lin Yi alone, it is possible to find a way to extinguish hatred.

If he didn't defeat the other party, under this kind of emotion, Lin Yi would definitely not let him go, and maybe it was really possible to disregard the rules of the Templar and kill him on the arena.

In this case, Zhou Yang can neither make a dead move, but also have to go all out, which is really difficult for him. After Zhou Yang made up his mind, he became more engrossed in the battle. Every move and every move was very careful, racking his brains to think about strategy in the battle, to see if there was a way to defeat Lin Yi without hurting her.

When, when, when, when!

The two swords clashed, making a series of crisp sounds.

Two teenagers, a man and a woman, compete in an incomprehensible way on the arena.

The young man was dressed in a cloth shirt, his face was like a knife and axe, and on his still immature face, there was a kind of majesty that was not angry and self-prestigious, which made people feel convinced. However, he was now squeezed together with his eyebrows and eyes, his face full of anxiety, and he fought cautiously, not like he was fighting, but as if he was deliberately feeding his opponent.

The girl is covered with light veil, her figure is graceful, her chest is down with her breathing, she is very good-looking, and the light veil on her face is windless and automatic, delicate and moving, which makes people feel a psychology of wanting to shout. However, her moves are completely opposite to her own temperament, such as a sudden storm, a sword is as fast as a sword, and her moves are murderous, eager to crack the opponent on the spot, and the overflowing strong wind blows the skirt lightly, like an angry fire phoenix.

Bite!

The long sword in Zhou Yang's hand was on the gauntlet of Lin Yi's sword handle, and he pulled out a thousand catties in four or two, making Lin Yi's long sword almost fly away.

Taking a few quick steps back, Lin Yijiao gasped, looked at Zhou Yang with angry eyes, and took a long breath. Just now, her mood was chaotic, and her moves were old, and Zhou Yang captured a trace of gaps, which made her lose the opportunity, and at the same time pulled her back to reality and sobered up.

Lin Yi, who calmed down, quickly adjusted her mentality, and sure enough, she was worthy of Lin Jiaqi's woman, but in a blink of an eye, she had recovered the momentum of the iceberg goddess, and her long sword was standing tall, and she was a fairy family.

"Suffer death, Zhou Yang!"

After Lin Yi has everyone's law, it does not mean that her anger will disappear, on the contrary, after she was attacked by Zhou Yang at this time, her anger is even worse. She screamed, moved her lotus feet lightly, and her sword was overwhelming, and people flew like colorful butterflies, and her sword came out with her intentions, and her momentum was much stronger than just now.

"Sure enough, not to be underestimated!"

Zhou Yang sighed lightly, watching Lin Yi return to normal, his advantages were not there, and it was becoming more and more difficult to deal with it, and he couldn't help but feel like numb.

"Soul Sword!"

A sword swings the soul, and before the sword arrives, the soul has the feeling that it will be cut, which makes Zhou Yang's face instantly shocked.

The Lin family's peerless soul sword, with the strange rhythm of the long sword, emits a sword roar, which will make the opponent's soul suffer a great impact, and in a short period of time, lose the ability to resist and be slaughtered.

In Zhou Yang's battle with people, this kind of soul attack method, he encountered it for the first time, obviously he didn't know how to deal with it, Rao is because he cultivated the Death Divine Technique, and the powerful spiritual power made the soul extremely tough, and in this sudden sword roar, he still fell into the way.

Hearing this sword roar, Zhou Yang was slightly stunned, his mind was blank, the moves in his hand slowed down significantly, the long sword froze, and stayed aimlessly in the air for a short time.

At this moment, the long sword in Lin Yi's hand was like a spirit snake, and it stabbed at Zhou Yang's chest viciously.

That sword was like a flying immortal outside the sky, fast and fast, no one could describe the speed of that room, only to see a clear light, drawing a bright arc in the air, like lightning into Zhou Yang's chest.