When a sword cultivator unsuppressed his hands and feet indulged in an attack, the combat power that erupted was absolutely terrifying.

Chopping Rock is obviously also a main attacking swordsman, although the Dou Qi armor provides a certain amount of defense, but this defense is not as fragile as a blank piece of paper under the all-out attack of both sides, and it can be broken with one blow.

The two figures were shrouded in a dense sword light that could not distinguish each other, and the continuous accumulation of bits of crimson formed a blood mist in the heavy sword shadows, completely enveloping the two of them.

If you want to fight evenly without getting hurt, it is completely a fool's dream. Ling Yun is not afraid of being injured, as a sword cultivator, even if he proves the Tao with death, he must have this kind of awareness. All he needs to do is a very small wound to cause the most damage to the other party.

The wealth of combat experience in rock cutting is absolutely rare in the world. Although Ling Yun didn't know if the second-order sword masters in this world had such perverted combat experience, he had to say that his strong sense of battle was not below him in the slightest. Even if you take the style of playing with injuries for injuries, the opponent is not inferior to yourself.

Under the control of that strong sense of battle, the fight between the two caused by a small incident was transformed into the kind of life and death enemies who did not share the sky.

Ruthless, one more ruthless than the other.

The destructive sword light roared again, shattering the trace of protective true qi that Ling Yun had just condensed, and blasting into a huge blood hole on his arm and wrist, adding a fresh blood to the thick blood mist around him that could barely be dissolved.

As if the pain of almost destroying one arm was not his own at all, Ling Yun's other almost crippled arm, ignoring the bleeding wound above, resolutely sent a sword into the opponent's shoulder, and the sharp Ninety-Nine Xuan Sword Qi was squeezed out of his body at a terrifying speed, pouring into the sword along the meridian route with extreme pleasure, and then passing along the blade, shooting into the shoulder of Chopping Rock, and breaking all the meridians on his entire arm in an instant.

The fierce light in Chopping Yan's eyes was bright, and his blood-filled face became more and more hideous. Seeing that this one was almost reimbursed, he actually ignored the damage caused by the sharp weapon, reached out and grabbed Ling Yun's sword blade, and let the sword qi cut the skin of this arm that was almost scrapped, and burst out with fighting spirit, and actually grabbed Ling Yun's already cracked sword in one fell swoop at the expense of this crippled arm.

This kind of ferocity and mind, if you wait for the idle swordsman to see it, you have to be frightened crazy. Who would have thought that he would be able to use it to destroy the opponent's sword even though he was almost crippled in the pain of his arm. Even if the arm is crippled, it must be used to the maximum.

Ling Yun is a sword cultivator, a sword cultivator, if he doesn't even have a sword, can he still call it a sword cultivator?

Not only him, a sword cultivator, but most swordsmen and swordsmen are like this, and even if they don't have a sword, can they still be called swordsmen and swordsmen?

It can be said that in most evenly matched battles, a swordsman who loses his sword is almost equivalent to his defeat! A swordsman who is unable to display his sword skills must at least lower his strength by a notch! This is also the reason why Chopping Rock tried his best to destroy the sword in Ling Yun's hand.

However, Lingyun is an exception.

Don't forget, when he was at the Purple Cloud Intermediate Academy, what he used to deal with those swordsman students.

Combat skills, not sword skills!

Almost the moment the sword in his hand was reimbursed, he was already sure that he could no longer outperform the person in front of him with his sword skills. Thinking of this, he resolutely abandoned the sword, grabbed Chopping Rock's other good arm with one hand, and with a little force, he actually removed his hand joints, and at the same time bent down and knelt on the ground, sliding on the ground with his knees, avoiding the sword that Chopping Rock swept through a thousand armies, and glided directly behind him, clasping his waist with both hands, volleying back, head and foot, and smashing to the ground.

If you smash it this time, won't you smash your brain?

Chopping Rock was furious in his heart, and he wanted to support the ground with one hand to neutralize the opponent's attack. But at this moment, he was discarded in one hand, and he held the great sword in the other, where was the third hand? unless he was willing to abandon the sword and leave this hand free.

Abandon the sword?

In the brains of all swordsmen, I am afraid that this word does not exist at all.

The sword is their second life, the sword is the capital of their fighting, without the sword, why should they continue to fight?

However, the speed of his collision was so fast that in the moment he hesitated, he had already lost the best opportunity to abandon his sword. Unable to do so, Chopping Rock had to try his best to put his head up, with a solid back, to withstand this violent impact.

With the strength of the two of them, the slightest hesitation or mistake has already determined the final situation of the battle.

The force of the concussion caused a severe dizziness on his brain, and almost shattered all the internal organs in his body, and a mouthful of blood mixed with strange internal organs immediately gushed out of his mouth.

Before he could catch his breath, Ling Yun's whole body had already fallen into the air, smashing into the ground with a strong posture that soared into the sky, and the place aimed at his elbow was actually his throat.

Not to mention the throat, look at the strength of this smash, even if it hits any part of the body, it can smash that part into pieces, even the bones.

Chopping Rock was terrified in his heart, what kind of terrifying combat power could a swordsman burst out without a sharp sword!? But now is obviously not the time to be frightened. He didn't care about the pain that almost fell apart, he slapped directly on the ground, and with the power of a beat, he hurriedly rolled nearby.

"Boom!"

The entire ground was like an earthquake, and the majestic force suddenly erupted from the ground, and the nearby cleaved eardrums were painful.

Ling Yun knew that if this attack missed, the bones inside his elbow had at least cracked a lot. But since you decided to fight, you can't be afraid of getting hurt. Fighting, this is originally an act of hurting others and hurting oneself.

His attack didn't end there, seeing that the slashing rock was about to jump in the air with another shot, how could Ling Yun let him get his wish!?

The moment he jumped up, his feet were like poisonous snakes devouring out, directly clamping his head, and at the same time, he suddenly exerted force, intending to crush the opponent's brain with the power of his feet.

In a life-and-death crisis, Chopping Rock broke out all his dives. The fighting qi armor in his body was released again, instantly counteracting the strangling power of his feet, and at the same time, the big sword slashed out, with a piercing sound of breaking the wind, wanting to cut off Ling Yun's legs in one fell swoop.

Unable to strangle it, Ling Yun had to retreat. His legs slammed into the ground, and the chopping rock that had just risen in the air was smashed to the ground again, and at the same time, his feet bent as hard as he could, avoiding the sword that chopped out of the chopping rock.

After dodging a sword, he kicked out again, kicking the most threatening big sword away, and at the same time, his whole body was supported on the ground with both hands, and with the power of this support, he jumped more than a meter high, bent his knees, and knelt down from top to bottom to the chest of Chopping Rock that had fallen to the ground.

"Click!"

The creepy sound of bones shattering was heard clearly in the forest.

Chopper's chest was all dented by the heavy blow of Ling Yun's knees, all the internal bones shattered, and countless internal organs were pierced by the shattered bones.

His eyes widened, and he looked at Ling Yun kneeling on his chest in pain and horror, and blood gushed out from his mouth like money. To death, he probably couldn't believe why a sword master became even more terrifying after he didn't have a sword.

However, obviously, Ling Yun did not have the consciousness to tell him the truth kindly, at the moment when he cut the rock and lost his breath, the strength of his whole body seemed to be drained, and the whole person fell to the side softly, lying on the ground, breathing in a big gulp of fresh air, and he didn't even want to move his fingers.

Fight the second-order sword master with the power of the first-order sword master - win!

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