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With a flick of one hand, the red red red sword that Lin Yu relied on finally appeared in his hand.

"The best magic weapon?"

"Huh?"

Except for Han Ling, Na Yuefeng and Cai Lin were all shocked, while Wang Ting and Xu Nu seemed to have known the Tao for a long time.

"No wonder you have some confidence, I didn't expect that the seniors of the outer gate would give you such a flying sword as a benefit. Slightly surprised, Han Ling was finally about to make a move.

The two figures, one red and one blue, were more than ten zhang apart, fighting against each other, Han Ling was slightly higher in terms of fighting spirit; on the other hand, Lin Ling was still so ancient and waveless, as if the battle between him and Han Ling was extremely ordinary.

"Pick up!"

With a burst of applause, Han Ling took the lead in attacking.

A touch of blue light was controlled by Han Ling, and it shot out at Lin Yan's body, and under the continuous sonic boom, this blue light slashed straight to Lin Yan's chest, as if Lin Yan didn't hide in the next second, he would hate it.

The movement here made Wang Ting and the four of them observe carefully, but they also wanted to know how much Lu Daolin had risen after half a year?

At this critical moment, Lin Yan moved his feet slightly, and his left shoulder was deviated by a millimeter of difference, and he dodged it.

"What?"

To Han Ling's surprise, he originally thought that Lin Yu would also fight with the flying sword in his hand, but now it seems that this Lin Yu is arrogant to the extreme.

Do you think that you can dodge your flying sword by just dodging?

Thinking at this point, Han Ling pointed out with both hands!

Airplanes!

The cyan flying sword in the air suddenly had a restrained aura, and under a buzzing sound, it continued to differentiate.

One into two!

Two into four!

Four into eight!

Continuously turned into eight identical cyan flying swords, which made Lin Yan's lips slightly pressed and quickly retreated!

"Try my splitting skills!"

Bloodthirsty smiled, once Han Ling activated the sword splitting operation, the whole person had a sense of arrogance, he just wanted to rely on this kind of flying sword technique to make Lin Ling know what a gap was.

With his hands folded, Han Ling's momentum was restrained, and his hands with a solemn face bent three fingers in a row!

Woohoo!

"The third layer of the sword splitting technique!"

Wang Ting looked at Han Ling in shock, he never thought that Han Ling would be so accomplished in swordsmanship.

Even Wang Ting has cultivated to the second level, and this junior disciple who has only been here for half a year has actually condensed the sword division technique to this level while enhancing his cultivation, is this a genius or a demon?

Eight flying swords shot at Lin Yu in unison, at this moment Lin Fu's retreating figure paused slightly, under the undetectable gaze of everyone, a white light appeared from his eyes, and soon after this white light appeared, the red flying sword in Lin Fu's hand finally circled up, and a trace of red light appeared from the tip of the sword, and shot out!

With Lin Fu's move, Lin Fu's originally plain body emerged with an unbelievable coercion that made everyone unbelievable, and a momentum in the late stage of gathering qi invisibly prompted Lin Fu's whole person to seem to be taller.

"Late stage of gathering!"

"Huh?"

With different expressions, Wang Ting and the others looked at Lin Yu and Han Ling again and again, unexpectedly that this battle had actually become a competition of the same level.

But this scene seemed to be taken for granted in Han Ling's eyes, as far as Han Ling's conjecture was, in half a year, he could be promoted from the early stage of Qi Gathering to the late stage of Qi Gathering by two levels, so it was natural for Lin Ling to be promoted to the first order, right?

The power of the sword splitting technique is much stronger than that of ordinary flying sword attacks, Han Ling doesn't believe that Lin Yu can resist with this move alone, maybe after a few breaths, Lin Yu has already begged for mercy to save his life, right?

Ding Ding Ding!

The sound of the flying swords finally began, and the three cyan flying swords swung continuously around Lin Yan's crimson flying sword, and the remaining five flying swords were even more lightning to kill Lin Yan, this kind of attack caused by the differentiation of divine consciousness was the essence of the sword division technique.

Lin Yan saw that Han Ling had really grown a lot better than half a year ago, and a touch of yellow light appeared on his feet.

Shout!

Leaving an afterimage in place, Lin Yan's figure suddenly became extremely ghostly, this kind of body method is not something that can be performed by a monk in the late stage of the body alone, because it depends not only on spiritual power, but also on the strength of the physical body!

Boom Boom!

Under a series of blasting sounds, the ground where Lin Yan was standing was dusty, and the ground was cut into one layer.

The blue figure suddenly appeared in front of Han Ling at the critical moment, and Lin Yan drew a touch of red with one palm and threw it forward!

"Humph!"

A purple light flashed out, turning into an octagonal diamond-shaped shield in an instant, Han Ling didn't want to dodge Lin Yan's fire bomb technique, he was bent on suppressing Lin Yan with the sword splitting technique at the moment.

Boom!

With a blast, the purple shield froze slightly, and spun again.

Although Lin Yan took the initiative to attack once at this moment, the fire bomb technique he used this time was only a harassing effect, and he would not think that a single basic spell could cause trouble to Han Ling.

Looking at the sword technique pinched out by Han Ling's obscure handprint, Lin Yu's eyes seemed to have seen a slow-motion replay.

"Huh?"

Lin Yu unexpectedly discovered the strangeness of his eyes, and he had a crazy idea in his heart.

Dividing swordsmanship usually requires refined divine consciousness and spiritual power, and after the division of divine consciousness, the sword technique pressed at the time of casting will have a single god and multiple controls, and once you are familiar with this, it is not difficult to do.

Lin Yu has been short since then, and after dodging another attack from Han Ling, his eyes actually flashed, and a trace of spiritual power was attached to his crimson flying sword!

Airplanes!

The crimson flying sword was originally slightly inferior to the three cyan flying swords in the air, but this time after receiving the support of Lin Fu's pure spiritual power, the sword body shook, and a fiery red appeared in the sword body, for some reason, giving people an illusion, that is, Lin Fu's flying sword seemed to show a little spirituality in terms of grade.

Bite!

One sword directly swung away the three flying swords, and Lin Yu's crimson flying sword finally lived up to its mission, got rid of the siege of Han Ling's flying sword, and flew through the air against Han Ling's body who was solemnly controlling the sword technique!

"Maniac!"

"It's too big!"

Yue Feng and Cai Lin were peak cultivators in the late stage of Qi Gathering, of course they knew that Dao Lin Yu would definitely fall into a disadvantage after facing Han Ling's sword technique's attack, but now that Lin Yu was going to insist on attacking Han Ling's side, wouldn't it be difficult to protect himself?

But Wang Ting and Xu Nu's thoughts were not like this, they clearly knew that Dao Lin still had a high-grade magic weapon shield, but seeing that he had not used it for a long time, they were a little puzzled.

The first thing for monks to fight is to be thorough in their own defense, and an impulsive style like Lin Yu is obviously inferior.

It's not that Lin Yu doesn't want to use the shield, it's just that the black shield has been destroyed by the rat devourers of the Beixuan vein a few months ago in order to save his life.

Han Ling saw Lin Yu act like this, the corners of his mouth rose, and the eight cyan flying swords deflected their heads in unison, and shot out at Lin Yan, since Lin Yan didn't even sacrifice a defensive shield, what if Lin Yan didn't have a defense, even if the attack was powerful?

And that's when the unthinkable happened.

I saw Lin Yu suddenly standing on the ground and the figure escaped!

Airplanes!

"Not good!"

"Tu Dun, he comprehended Tu Dun!"

Boom!

The ground was directly blasted out of a crater several feet large, and at the same time that Han Ling's flying sword attack failed, the situation was in vain!

A pair of palms suddenly appeared at Han Ling's feet, and they were pulled down in an instant!

"Oops!"

Han Ling didn't have time to react, only to see Lin Ling vigorously and directly pull Han Ling down half of his body.

A stiff swing fist accompanied Lin Yu's sudden appearance of the body and hit Han Ling directly!

Boom!

Under the sound of a physical blow, Han Ling flew out upside down with a shield, and as for Lin Yu, he even jumped forward, and with the subsequent crimson flying sword hovering outside, the imperial sword was high in the air.

Sluggish!

In all four strokes, except for the eight cyan flying swords, they once again turned into one and fell to the ground, and there was silence!

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and the blood on the bridge of his nose crooked to the side flowed, and Han Ling's body fell to the ground to support half of his body, and he looked up at Lin Yan who was floating in the sky with the sword in the air, his face was extremely ugly.

"You've lost!"

Lin Yan put away the flying sword and landed on his feet.

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