And he felt like he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

But there's no time to think about it.

Holding the long sword in his right hand, he turned his wrist and quickly pulled out a sword flower, and he used one side of his body to exert a force.

Glancing at the long sword that came horizontally, Zhang Yunfeng turned the sword into a knife and slashed it away.

"Boom!"

The two swords collided instantly, and sparks flew everywhere.

The crisp sound of metal collision constantly contends, captivating people's hearts and souls, and brings a sense of oppression.

It was the first time he had a hard fight with a cultivator in the Body Refining Realm, and Lin Ziyu could be regarded as having understood the gap between the Sensing Realm and the Body Refining Realm at this moment.

He also appreciated the majestic quantity and purity of the spiritual power in the body cultivation realm cultivation body.

It's not at all comparable to the sensing realm!

If it weren't for the cultivation of the Extreme Spiritual Technique, and the heart of the Emperor Dragon has been strengthening his physique, I am afraid that when this sword comes down, he will have to be shocked away.

But Rao is like this, Xing Huo's sword is ten thousand catties of huge force, which is enough to make Lin Ziyu take more than a dozen steps back.

Finally, by the obstruction of the towering giant tree behind him.

Kicking on it again, he took the hard blow.

At this moment, Xing Huojian was still arguing, and Lin Ziyu felt that his right arm was also trembling.

A blow of 10,000 catties.

It's really overbearing.

If you continue to fight so hard, you have to be beaten to death by Zhang Yunfeng, you can't do this anymore.

Compared with Lin Ziyu, who retreated more than a dozen steps in a row and stopped with the help of the towering giant tree, Zhang Yunfeng undoubtedly seemed much calmer.

He only took two steps back, and then he stabilized his body and stood still.

"Senior Brother Zhang, don't leave your hands behind, completely defeat Lin Ziyu's miscellaneous!"

"Defeating Lin Ziyu's waste is the only thing you have to do, junior brother!"

Seeing that after Lin Ziyu took over with a move, he was obviously defeated by Zhang Yunfeng, and he blocked Yang Xuantian's spear with one stroke, Zuo Yanghui's eyes were bloodshot and shouted.

"What a hard long sword!" Zhang Yunfeng's eyes flashed with shock and doubt.

His eyes were even more staring at the Xing Huo Sword in Lin Ziyu's hand, which was a touch of shock and greed.

What he held in his hand was the Yellow Rank Intermediate Cold Peak Sword.

Zhang Yunfeng originally thought that with his huge strength of 10,000 catties, the sword in Lin Ziyu's hand had been broken into two in his calculations.

But he didn't expect that Lin Ziyu didn't have anything to do in his hands, and the Hanfeng Sword in his hand poured out a small gap.

Zhang Yunfeng was secretly shocked in his heart.

But only by completely defeating this waste on the other side, the sword in his hand is my Zhang Yunfeng's.

Busy stabilizing his mind, Zhang Yunfeng sneered and looked at Lin Ziyu: "Waste, if you want to defeat me with the sword in your hand, I advise you to dispel this idea." ”

"Admit defeat obediently, I can be lighter, and maybe spare your life. ”

The right arm and Xing Huojian stopped trembling, and with the sword in his left hand, Lin Ziyu shook his right arm, which was a little sore.

Then he took the Xing Huo Sword again in his right hand.

"This senior brother, you are worthy of the body refining realm, this brute force is really big for the special mother!"

Lin Ziyu stared at Zhang Yunfeng coldly, but the corners of his mouth and cheeks were smiling, and he still didn't put Zhang Yunfeng in his eyes at all.

When the words fell, Lin Ziyu's right hand tightened the Xing Fire Sword, and suddenly, in front of Zhang Yunfengfeng, he slowly closed his eyes, and the whole seemed to gradually relax.

Looking at Lin Ziyu, who suddenly closed strangely, Zhang Yunfeng's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters.

I was a little dazed, I really couldn't understand what Lin Ziyu was doing suddenly.

Ying Shuli, who was fighting another young man in Lin, was also confused by Lin Ziyu's sudden move.

I don't know what happened to Lin Ziyu at night!

I was very worried.

Could it be that this Lin Ziyu is planning to give up on himself? But in her Ying Shuli's memory, Lin Ziyu is not such a person at all!

Lin Ziyu, don't let anything happen to you!

As soon as her mind fell, Ying Shuli felt a huge force coming from the blocking sword, took a few steps back, stabilized her figure, and looked at the young man opposite with a face.

"Little Beauty, Senior Sister, fight with Senior Brother and I, do you dare to worry about your little lover?"

The chubby young man on the opposite side had a gloomy face, but his small eyes were full of endless lewdness.

That gaze fell on Ying Shuli's beautiful parts unscrupulously, looking.

Licking the body of the long sword, the young man smiled with a rippling smile: "Little beauty, junior sister, senior brother is brand new, you still have to worry about yourself." ”

"Zuo Shaoke said, when he has played with you enough, you will be mine? Could it be that you have long wanted to come to accompany my brother and me? Then I am really looking forward to it!"

As he spoke, the young man glanced at Lin Ziyu, his eyes full of banter.

In his opinion, no matter how great Lin Ziyu's ability is, it is impossible to defeat, and Senior Brother Zhang Yunfeng, who almost stepped into the lower realm of refining the body, is simply impossible.

looked at Ying Shuli again, as if looking at the prey that had fallen into a net, and glanced at Ying Shuli's beautiful figure.

One of the ripples in his eyes was even stronger, and he licked the saliva that flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Filthy, the Xuanyun Gate of the dignified and righteous hand. How can there be scum like you!"

Ying Shuli's pretty face was horizontal, she scolded coquettishly, the spiritual power of the water system in her body surged, and she stabbed a sword at the slightly chubby young man opposite, and the speed was extremely fast......

On the other side, Yang Xuantian was enduring the pain on his body and fighting fiercely with Zuo Yanghui, who was also injured.

For a while, it was uncertain who would win and who would lose.

Yang Xuantian's eyes were like torches, and his eyes were full of endless battle intent, even an inexplicable fanaticism.

"Zhang Yunfeng, what are you afraid of!"

"Lin Ziyu's miscellaneous is just pretending to be a ghost, hurry up and defeat him, as long as we defeat him and catch him, we will win. ”

Zuo Yanghui shouted loudly, and then fought with Yang Xuantian again.

Ignoring the words of the chubby young man and Zuo Yanghui, Zhang Yunfeng stared straight at Lin Ziyu with his eyes closed.

There is a gloom and gloom on his face that cannot be dissolved.

Suddenly, a strong uneasiness surged in Zhang Yunfeng's heart, and he also found that the strong uneasiness came from Lin Ziyu who was on the opposite side with his eyes closed.

Especially when he suddenly noticed that the spiritual power in Lin Ziyu's body seemed to be recovering rapidly, and then the spiritual power suddenly disappeared, as if the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth had all merged into one.

Suddenly, the uneasiness in my heart became even stronger.

"No, we can't let him go on like this!"

The right hand tightened the Hanfeng sword in his hand, and the spiritual power in Zhang Yunfeng's body surged wildly, and the body of the Hanfeng sword was suddenly covered with pale cyan wind spiritual power.

Then he slowly walked towards Lin Ziyu......

When he got closer, after Lin Ziyu entered his attack range, Zhang Yunfeng's face suddenly showed a touch of ruthlessness and hideousness: "The waste that pretends to be a ghost will be defeated by me obediently!"

With an angry shout, Zhang Yunfeng stomped on the ground with both feet, bent his body slightly, and then suddenly exploded, suddenly rising from the ground and flying into the air five meters high.

"Die!"

The long sword covered with the light cyan wind spiritual power pointed at Lin Ziyu, and Zhang Yunfeng shot at Lin Ziyu wildly.

The sound of the wind breaking loud.

This sword is extremely fast!

This sword is strong!

"That's it!"

Suddenly, Lin Ziyu spit out two murmuring words from his mouth, and the eyes of the gold coin suddenly opened, shooting out two extremely soft but fierce essences.

He let out a long breath of turbidity, staggered his feet on the ground, and pulled out a few strange arcs with his right hand eating the Xing Huo Sword, and then met the attack that shot wildly.

"Cloud Sword Style!"

A surging energy was blessed with spiritual power, from the waist through the shoulders to the arms to the wrists, and the long sword in Lin Ziyu's hand was connected to the long sword with domineering and fierce energy.

"Boom!"

Although there was the sound of gold and iron intersecting, it did not produce any sparks, and even the sound of contention was very soft.

If you don't listen carefully, it's like nothing.

I saw Lin Ziyu tilt his head slightly, and the Hanfeng Sword in his hand was holding Zhang Yunfeng's Hanfeng Sword with the tip of the Xing Huo Sword in his hand and slowly approached Lin Ziyu's head.

Suddenly, Lin Ziyu took his wrist as the axis, and his waist violently exerted force, holding Zhang Yunfeng's cold wind to pull out a 720-degree Tai Chi circle.

Then he exerted his strength violently, and threw Zhang Yunfeng out with a sword......

Zhang Yunfeng was thrown and stumbled, almost throwing himself to the ground, but fortunately he stabilized his body in time.

But at this time, he was facing away from Lin Ziyu, and his face was full of endless horror.

He found that the domineering and ferocious attack he had just made stabbed into the water, absorbed by a huge whirlpool, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

Moreover, he also found that with the rotation of the long sword in Lin Ziyu's hand, his Hanfeng sword seemed to be uncontrollable, swaying with the whirlpool.

In the end, he was thrown away with a sword.

In the middle of that strange vortex, he was shocked to find that it was Lin Ziyu who was holding a sword.

"What a weird swordsmanship!"

After a burst of amazement in his heart, he hurriedly turned around and attacked Lin Ziyu again, but suddenly saw that Lin Ziyu had come to his side at some point.

The sword slashed horizontally.

"Not good!"

Zhang Yunfeng's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly raised his sword to block.

Seeing this, Lin Ziyu smiled coldly, stood with his feet staggered, and suddenly changed his move in his hand, Xing Huojian seemed to have turned into a snake, and it was entangled in Zhang Yunfeng's Hanfeng Sword.

"Sword Swing!"

As the soft shout in his heart fell, a strong qi with the blessing of spiritual power passed from Lin Ziyu's waist to his right arm, and finally suddenly a standing sword was pulled out from the back and front......

Zhang Yunfeng clearly felt that he was trembling by the vortex soft force, and the Hanfeng Sword in his hand was not controlled by him at all.

Suddenly, a huge force struck, and the Hanfeng Sword in his hand was strangely pulled and walked out of his hand.

The Han Feng Sword flew out of a distance and landed beside Lin Ziyu, plunging straight into the ground.

Snatching the sword in Zhang Yunfeng's hand, the Xing Huo Sword in his hand was quickly withdrawn into the cloud ring, and the spiritual power on his right palm suddenly surged and gathered, compressing wildly.

In the blink of an eye, compressed to the limit, Lin Ziyu tightened his right fist and rushed out.

"Tai Chi Jiuquan!"

There was a cold cry in his heart, and his fist suddenly hit Zhang Yunfeng's chest......