Xiao Tianmu really wanted to kill Xiao Yun with his own hands.

In terms of hatred value, he is no less than Ling Yunbo.

It's just that this operation is dominated by Ling Yunbo.

Even if Xiao Tianmu wanted to make a move, he had to wait until Ling Yunbo missed.

However, once Ling Yunbo misses, it means that Xiao Yun's strength is very strong, and at that time, he may not be willing to make a move.

Therefore, Xiao Tianmu's mood was very conflicted.

I hope that Ling Yunbo will win Xiao Yun, and I also hope that Ling Yunbo will have a little accident and give him a chance to appear.

It was also at this time.

The sword light that Ling Yunbo blasted out for the third time shattered Xiao Yun's sword light again.

The ferocious and tyrannical breath moved one after another, and it was also another repulsion of Xiao Yun, and it was even more ferocious power, pressing Xiao Yun into the ground more than a foot like a nail, and most of his calf was buried in the soil like this.

It's just that Ling Yunbo, who blasted such a blow, not only did not have half a point of happiness, but was even more irritable.

Because, Xiao Yun's breath is still very low.

But he's still a living man!

"Damn it!"

Ling Yunbo roared.

Every time, Xiao Yun seemed to be killed by him, but in the end, he was still strong and alive.

This is not what Ling Yunbo saw!

What's more!

The third attack was already his most powerful manifestation of power.

But he can't take Xiao Yun yet.

Ling Yunbo is also a person who wants to save face.

For a while, this guy's anger burned his reason little by little.

Just as he was about to break out with a fourth attack.

Xiao Tianmu chuckled: "Master Xiao, let me come!" Before the words fell, he was already like a dragon and rushed out.

This is an opportunity that Xiao Tianmu has been waiting for for a long time.

First, Ling Yunbo couldn't attack for a long time, and he was obviously one step slower!

Second, Xiao Yun's aura is even weaker and more miserable.

In Xiao Tianmu's eyes, he was a despicable ant.

Xiao Tianmu thought that as long as he made a move, Xiao Yun would definitely be killed!

'Little brute, you don't stand a chance!'

'Thou shalt die by my sword!'

In a trance, Xiao Tianmu seemed to have seen Xiao Yun die at his hands!

Several other black-clothed people at the earth soul level originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to rush up to brush up on their merits, but they didn't expect to be preempted by Xiao Tianmu, and these people have self-sustaining cultivation, and they can't pull down their faces, and a group of martial artists attack them, and this matter spreads out, which is harmful to their face.

Therefore, he could only take a deep look at Xiao Tianmu!

As for Ling Yunbo, he is even more irritable!

Xiao Yun, who was the party concerned, suddenly let out a sigh of relief, and the originally weak breath, like a surging tide, swept away the previous malaise in an instant.

It's even more at this time.

A shining blade, with a buzzing sound, moved against the current from Xiao Yun's backbone!

The fierce aura is very fierce.

As soon as it erupted, it blocked the aura that Xiao Tianmu was about to wash over.

Xiao Tianmu's expression changed slightly, he stopped his figure, and looked at it in disbelief: "What's the matter!"

Several other Earth Soul Martial Artists, as well as the other cultivators who had dispersed, were also shocked: "This?"

"Didn't Xiao Yun look like he was dying just now and couldn't hold on for long?"

"How so?"

"Look!" a cultivator pointed in horror at the sword light that flew up from Xiao Yun's body!

That's one, not only the aura is above the true Xuan level, but also the whole, and the realm level is also above the original sword momentum.

"It wasn't like that just now!"

"How did it turn into momentum in the blink of an eye?"

Their faces were stunned, filled with even stronger horror.

Xiao Yun, who doesn't have the momentum of sword skills, is already so strong!

Now Xiao Yun, who suddenly showed the momentum of his sword technique, should be such a terrifying person.

One by one, my thoughts floated, and I couldn't help but regret a little more, regretting coming here, and even more carefully when my thoughts fluctuated, I couldn't help but move my steps and retreated to the back.

It's not just them.

Even those Earth Soul Martial Artists, this is true.

Xiao Yun smiled calmly, his flickering gaze fell on Ling Yunbo's body, and said, "Thank you Ling Family Master for taking a righteous action and helping me condense the momentum of my sword technique!"

As soon as this statement came out!

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

Only then did I understand the root cause of the difference between Xiao Yun and before.

Dare is just using Ling Yunbo as a whetstone.

One by one, their faces were even more unsightly, especially Ling Yunbo, his nose was crooked, and the last bit of reason in his heart collapsed directly, and he roared wildly: "Dog mongrel, Lao Tzu is going to chop you!" Boom, this time thousands of cold sword lights, like the spikes on the porcupine's body, fluttered, and bombarded Xiao Yun with an overwhelming trend.

Meanwhile!

Xiao Tianmu, who had originally rushed up, rolled his eyes a few times, and retreated a few steps without a trace.

The whole scene was like fire, and the qi was deep and manic.

I saw Ling Yunbo rising into the air, like a heavy mountain, blessed on his sword light, and crushed down together with the sword light.

"Little brute, dare to entertain me, don't kill you, I'm Ling Yunbo in vain!"

"Die!"

At this moment, Ling Yunbo was completely crazy.

Regardless of the loss, his breath burns!

Just want to kill Xiao Yun.

Only this time, he thought too much!

It wasn't that Xiao Yun didn't have the strength to kill him before!

Instead, he used this guy as a whetstone for the Eighteen Slashes of the Tempest.

Now the Eighteen Slashes of the Tempest have been refined.

Xiao Yun didn't mean to be polite to him, and said in a deep voice: "Ling Yunbo, do you want to kill me?"

"Eighteen Slashes of the Tempest!"

Before the words fell, the sword light that had already rushed out suddenly took action!

Woohoo!

Eighteen sword lights in a row, scrambling to burst out!

Rub it!

A few knives down!

Ling Yunbo's sword light wave was like a collapsing mountain rock, collapsing directly.

The remaining dozen or so knives slashed towards Ling Yunbo, who was about to fall.

The chilling sword light and the wind and waves created were earth-shattering and terrifying.

Ling Yunbo, who originally had a head like paste, broke out in a cold sweat and roared wildly: "What the hell are you doing in a daze?

Until this moment!

Ling Yunbo can be regarded as truly recognizing Xiao Yun's fierceness.

While greeting his companions, a more violent aura washed out of his body.

Whoosh!

A heavy layer of defense, condensed in front of him.

It's just that his defense is fast!

Xiao Yun's Wind Eighteen Slashes were faster.

One knife and one heavy!

Several more knives passed, and Ling Yunbo's defenses all collapsed.

Burst!

Ling Yunbo spurted out a mouthful of blood, staring at it with dead eyes, as if the sword light was rushing, and his long sleeves trembled.

His sword weapon acts as the last obstacle in front of him!

Bang bang bang!

The furious sword light all slammed into it.

Ling Yunbo, a weapon of good quality, was like a weathered stone, and it collapsed directly.

The next moment!

Ling Yunbo screamed, and the whole person flew out uncontrollably, and slammed on the ground, and mouthfuls of blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

The sword weapon is destroyed!

Ling Yunbo has already suffered a heavy blow!