Lei Mad is worthy of being the leader of the younger generation of physical cultivation, hundreds of pounds of sledgehammer in his hands are like nothing, dancing so that it is called a wind and water, not leaking.

If it is hard and brute force, Feng Zhi may not even be able to hold up ten moves.

But Feng Zhi is not stupid, so naturally he will not fight with Lei Crazy in hand-to-hand combat.

I saw him rise in the air, like a dexterous swallow, moving well, always staying outside the attack radius of the Thunder Sledgehammer.

However, he himself could swing several sword qi in the interval between movements, attacking the thunder madness.

Lei Mad was covered in copper skin and iron bones, and a few sword qi naturally couldn't hurt him.

But he has been attacked by Feng Zhi, but he can't even touch Feng Zhi's clothes, and after a while, he is a little irritable, and the sledgehammer gradually loses its discipline and swings it indiscriminately.

Feng Zhi was the honor and disgrace of the sect, but he had the upper hand but did not dare to be careless at all, and kept changing his position, looking for loopholes in the thunder madness.

The two fought a hundred moves, but the victory was still undecided.

Lin Yun yawned boringly.

Feng Zhi didn't seem to fit his perception of a swordsman in his heart.

Yuan Tiangang asked, "Uncle Shi want to go to the palace to rest for a while?" ”

Lin Yun shook his head and asked casually, "They usually practice swords like this?" ”

Yuan Tiangang glanced at Feng Zhi.

There's nothing wrong with it, this is indeed the sword technique of the Liuyun Immortal Sect.

And doesn't that have the upper hand?

But what does Lin Yun mean by this?

"Please also ask Uncle Shi to make it clear."

Lin Yun didn't dare to say anything else, because he didn't understand.

But in terms of swordsmanship, if you haven't eaten pork, can you still see a pig run?

Lin Yun held his head high, and Lang Sheng moved the content of the film and television dramas he had watched.

"I think that the sword is a gentleman in the soldiers, and it is better to bend than to bend, and the so-called "rather to take it from the straight, not to seek from the curve, and only advance and not retreat" is the way of the swordsman."

Yuan Tiangang pondered for a moment, his brows gradually stretched, and he suddenly said, "Thank you Uncle Ancestor for your advice!" ”

"Huh?"

Yuan Tiangang turned to the square: "Feng Zhi, can you hear Uncle Shi's words?" ”

Feng Zhi nodded.

Rather bend than bend! Only advance and not retreat!

But doesn't this mean that you have to use your own sword to fight against the hundreds of pounds of sledgehammers of thunder madness?

Abandon your own strengths and fight each other in a short way?

How can this be done?

No, what kind of person Uncle Shi is, what he said will naturally not be wrong.

Feng Zhi stabilized his body, gathered his spiritual power on the sword body, and stabbed straight out.

Lei Mad subconsciously resisted with a hammer.

Poof.

The sword slashed through the hilt of the hammer and stabbed into the thunderbolt's chest.

The crowd was in an uproar.

"It turns out that the strongest point of Thunder Maniac is precisely his weakness!"

"According to the words of Senior Lin, I have practiced swords for half my life, and I have all practiced them wrong?"

"Listen to Senior Lin's words, and take ten years of detours!"

Feng Zhijia has been stuck in the bottleneck for several years, and the more eager he is to break through, the more confused he is in his heart, but with Fang Cai's sword, his heart is suddenly as clear as a mirror, and his doubts are gone.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and clenched his fist to the crumbling thunder: "Accept."

Lin Yun knew that accepting the party when he saw it was the essence of pretending, so he ignored everyone's amazed gazes and turned to look at Murong Yi: "I don't know who Elder Murong plans to send to play in the second game?" ”

On any occasion, this is a normal inquiry, but it completely changed to Murong Yi's ears.

From Lin Yun's polite smile, Murong Yi seemed to see his subtext.

If you see Thunder, he may be a lesson for you.

Murong Yi squeezed out a smile: "In the second game, Wuji Sect is going to send a new disciple to play. ”

"Huh? Didn't Elder Murong take action himself? ”

Lin Yun looked surprised, but in his tone, he knew so confidently.

Sending a new disciple who didn't matter and didn't feel distressed when he died was indeed the wisest choice for Murong Yi at the moment.

Murong Yi was extremely embarrassed, Lin Yun's words could be described as murderous and heart-wrenching!

It's clear that you're threatening with words in front, and now you're asking knowingly here.

Murong Yi gritted his teeth and said dejectedly: "It's rare to communicate with the Liuyun Immortal Sect, so this opportunity is still reserved for young people." ”

Everyone was disappointed.

It is somewhat unreasonable for an elder of a dignified sect to be like this.

To deal with a new disciple, the Liuyun Immortal Sect doesn't even need to arrange troops, just pull someone out, and it will be a victory.

It seems that it will not be able to drag on the third game.

"Third Elder, get involved?"

Fearing that something would happen outside the festival, Lin Yun didn't want to give Wujimen the slightest chance to turn over, so he gestured to the three elders on the side with his eyes.

"Yes, Uncle Shi!"

The three elders did not shirk, and walked up the steps proudly after moving their muscles and bones.

"Wait!"

Murong Yi suddenly raised his hand and called out to the Wuji Sect disciple who was casually pushed out by himself: "The elders of your sect are going into battle, if my sect is still fighting against the younger generations, it will be disrespectful, so it is better to appear under the lower and have a fight with Brother Changling." ”

The elder brother in his mouth was the name of the three elders.

The change of fortune in the middle of the journey was something that no one expected.

Including Lin Yun.

I thought that the battle would end in two rounds, and everyone would get together and disperse.

But why did Murong Yi suddenly change his mind?

Didn't he want to play three rounds so that he could look dignified?

Whether it is two or three, in the eyes of everyone, there is no suspense in the ending.

Even if the three elders lose to Murong Yi.

In the third game, Lin Yun only needs to play, who can be the enemy on the side of Wujimen?

No one noticed the panicked look on Lin Yun's face, but they all had some admiration for Murong Yi's forcible behavior.

However, the truth is that Murong Yi just received a signal.

This also starts with everyone's analysis of Lin Yun's true strength.

Since Qianshulian said that Lin Yun is the Jindan Great Perfection, it is basically inseparable.

If Lin Yun had the strength to dominate the world like Ye Liuyun in the past, the other sects would definitely be obedient and dare not have two hearts.

But as far as Lin Yun is concerned, it is obviously not enough.

Although he has peerless talents and is against the sky, he is too young after all.

Give him another hundred years, maybe he will be able to reach or even surpass Ye Liuyun's invincible realm at his peak.

But now, he gave the Seven Sects and Four Families more fear than real fear.

Is it waiting for Lin Yun to grow into a towering tree and be proud of the immortal cultivation world?

Or take advantage of his fledgling wings to get rid of this hidden danger first?

No one wants to be subservient all the time.

If the Seven Sects and the Four Families can work together as they did when they came, it is not impossible to deal with Lin Yun of a Jindan Great Perfection.

So at that time, Murong Yi used the sound transmission jade to send a message to the sect, asking his own head to go out of the mountain to help.

However, there was no response from the sect's side, so Murong Yi had to endure the humiliation and accept Lin Yunbi's proposal to snatch the token.

And just now, the head replied!

While confronting the three elders, Murong Yi quietly transmitted the sound and informed the other sect families of his thoughts.

"The Liuyun Immortal Sect already regards all factions as enemies, if you don't join forces to get rid of Lin Yun today, how can there be seven sects and four families to gain a foothold in the future?"

However, none of the clans responded.

That's the truth.

But it's easier said than done.

The road to cultivating immortals is already difficult, and it is even more difficult for Jin Dan to enter the realm after that.

A Jindan Great Perfection, even if ten Jindan Realm cultivators attack in groups, they may not dare to say the odds of victory.

Even if the rest of the foundation building and gas refining are added, it is nothing more than a group of cannon fodder.

Murong Yi continued to transmit the sound into the secret: "Don't hide it from you, just now I have informed the head of the sect through the sound transmission jade, and his old man will arrive from time to time!"