Yan Yunge is a typical frustration, the more courageous and persistent he becomes, the failure of a competition will not only not make him a little frustrated and decadent, but can stimulate his fighting spirit more, and strive to achieve a different result in the next battle.

However, at this time, although he realized that there was a chance that Lin Xuanzhi had made this Yingcheng a base-like existence, he didn't care too much.

After all, even if this Brother Lin Dao has a changeable mind and his behavior is difficult to understand, he is not a person who goes back on his word.

Therefore, these means will not be prepared for oneself here.

Lin looked at Yan Yunge, who had regrouped in an instant and raised his fighting spirit, and Lin Xuanzhi only smiled regretfully.

The grandmaster of the great sect can be described as tenacious, and the sword cultivation is the best among them, and his abacus of suppressing people's momentum before fighting can only be said to have failed.

Of course, it doesn't hurt either.

He wasn't afraid of anyone fighting head-on, but for a better fighting experience, he always thought that the process could be faster.

With a touch of his wrist, Taishang Jiuqing swept away the dust elegantly, wiping the front of the two of them empty, Lin Xuanzhi smiled lightly: "Fellow Daoist, please, please leave after the comparison." ”

Yan Yunge raised his eyebrows and smiled: "What's the matter?" Brother Dao is really afraid that he will not be able to join forces with other Taoist friends. ”

Lin Xuanzhi didn't explain, only shook his head indifferently: "Poor Dao is for your good." ”

Yan Yunge smiled suspiciously, but he immediately cut off the distracting thoughts, and pointed his sword directly at Lin Xuanzhi.

Although it is inconvenient to perform the art of the sword for a long time here, a master of swordsmanship can think of all kinds of swordsmanship, and all kinds of swordsmanship are also at his fingertips.

And because of Lin Xuanzhi's previous practice of opening an altar in Yingcheng, this also opened up everyone's minds.

After all, it is not that everyone will open the altar and borrow the law, and tell the heavens and the earth that everyone will not know.

Although there is also an element of "looking at the face" in this way, how much power can be borrowed varies from person to person, but everyone has more or less prepared some means of their own preparation in advance.

After all, the secret treasures that could have been brought on by Grandmaster Jindan were not ordinary goods, and they were basically released as a "squib" in this Jinyang world, and it was inevitable that some gains outweighed the losses.

Shout!

Under the sound of breaking the sky, Yan Yunge had already flashed in front of Lin Xuanzhi, and the natal spirit sword in his hand was swallowed with a trace of terrifying disillusionment.

In the blink of an eye, he saw Yan Yunge lifting his sword dozens of times, easily blocking Lin Xuanzhi's surrounding retreat.

The four elephants were shattered, and Lin Xuanzhi actually felt a little bit of the end of the road.

Because it was not the first time to fight, this time Yan Yunge simply gave up the senseless temptation and launched a fierce attack as soon as he came up.

Yan Yunge's move was intended to disrupt Lin Xuanzhi's rhythm, to avoid being led by the nose, or to be inadvertently arranged by him in the middle of the fight.

After all, Lin Xuanzhi's style and path are now more or less known, and if he is not careful, he will be buried with mines.

And even though Lin Xuanzhi has many means, for him, who is proficient in spells, his strength in the Jinyang world has been greatly affected.

Even if there is a spirit talisman in the body, after all, it is not as natural as the natural willfulness that can be directly cast by oneself.

I saw that under the shroud of the invisible sword intent, Lin Xuanzhi could also feel that Yan Yunge's sword intent was more condensed than at the beginning.

The heart subconsciously cheered up, and the dust in his hand swept out with a soft momentum, and the silver filaments opened in an instant and turned into curtains all over the body.

And just under the shroud of faint clear light, a bit of red sword tip suddenly poked out from the dense sword net laid by Yan Yunge.

There seemed to be a flow of fire surging on the surface of the Red Shadow Flame Light Sword, and the scorching qi on the crimson blade was extremely restrained, but if you looked closely, it seemed to contain a sea of fire, and Yan Yunge's eyebrows skipped a beat.

The air in front of him seemed to be distorted by the terrifying heat, and Yan Yunge seemed to see flames, shattering, and death from that bit of red sword light.

He couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, Lin Xuanzhi's sword couldn't be simpler, it could be said to be mediocre, there was no skill at all, but the timing was just right, the angle was just right, and the power was not to mention.

There is a lot in a simple sword!

I saw the sword intent in Yan Yunge's eyes, and he shot out two wisps of sword light and hit the blade of the Red Shadow Flame Light Sword Blade, and then saw sparks flashing, and under the collision of the two forces, one side was quickly incinerated alive.

Yan Yunge couldn't be surprised, and at the same time as he swung his sword to block. The sigil under his feet flashed, and he wanted to pull the distance.

But I saw Lin Xuanzhi's other hand turning flexibly, the dust was flying, and the silver threads turned into several strands, all of which flew towards Yan Yunge like a silver dragon.

Yan Yun singer Zhongling Sword immediately shined, and the combination of human swords turned into a whirling force to break the blockade.

It's just that Lin Xuanzhi was unforgiving, there seemed to be countless afterimages floating in his eyes, and he quickly calculated in his heart, anticipating the enemy's opportunity, and actually judged Yan Yunge's next few steps and foothold.

The wind outside the body moved, holding a sword in one hand and dusting in the other, appearing in the distance first, the dust seemed to be just a disturbance, but it was soft and rigid, and the breath was fluttering but there was a majestic power hidden in it.

The Red Shadow Flame Light Sword was like a sharp blade condensed from true fire, and even the unpretentious moves made Yan Yunge frown.

At this time, Lin Xuanzhi unexpectedly blocked the way, and Yan Yunge had to change his tactics and change direction halfway, but he was forcibly stopped from it several times in a row.

"Fusing the spell with the spirit sword, and the power of the Xuandu Temple's ground-off flame light qi to bless the power of the fire, the power of his flying sword can be called terrifying."

"What's even more terrifying is his insight, my intentions, movements, and moves are all seen through by him, even if it's a fake move, it's hard to confuse ......"

Midair.

Yan Yunge took a deep breath and soothed a little of the depression in his heart.

But soon, he saw that the treasure light outside his body suddenly brightened, and under the sword intent, a sword shadow flashed in the center of his eyebrows, as if he was about to jump out.

Yan Yunge's momentum couldn't help but change, and then he saw that he no longer dodged, and his whole person turned into a magnificent sword light and flashed in front of Lin Xuanzhi.

Looking at the human form that seemed to be transformed into a sword intent, Lin Xuanzhi's face couldn't help but condense slightly, and the movements in his hands couldn't help but become more and more coherent and tight.

And I don't know when the Youquan Hanling Sword has also appeared.

One water and one fire, one life and one death, one Yang and one restrained.

At this time, Yan Yunge had already held the sword in both hands, turning into an afterimage, and there was a faint trace of the extremely condensed sword light, but the incomparably tenacious sword intent made Lin Xuanzhi's brows jump.

Yuchen Mixed Hole Demon Slashing Sword!

Although the power of this sword was far inferior to that time in the East China Sea due to the limitations of heaven and earth, Lin Xuanzhi could clearly feel that the sword intent in it was no longer comparable to the nascent and immature at that time.

Yan Yunge knew that Lin Xuanzhi was difficult, but he didn't think that he would be so difficult without the Dao method.

At first, although I didn't want to be led by the other party's nose, everything backfired after the competition began.

The long battle was obviously torture, and Yan Yunge used the secret technique in his heart, directly facing the enemy with a more proficient demon slaying sword.

Lin Xuanzhi's face was solemn, and the two swords in his hands were running like Taiji, but in the face of Yuchen's swordsmanship, he did not weaken his momentum.

The purple qi outside the body is rippling, and the water and fire swords are all one, you have me, I have you, and the impermanence of life and death is surging in it.

In an instant, I saw that there seemed to be wind and fire in Lin Xuanzhi's palm, refining life and death, and the whole person turned into a Taiji sword wheel and took the initiative to face Yan Yunge!

This time, Yan Yunge was really angry!

There is no such thing as a bully!

"Lin Yixu, you actually borrowed me to polish your sword intent!"

Thundered!

In Yan Yunge's voice of suppressing the anger, the two sides suddenly collided.

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