"Death, little thief!"

The man in coarse linen let out a loud shout, and several semicircular moonlight sword lights connected end to end, forming a large arc encirclement. Spun, heading towards Lin Zhanqing.

This move is very ingenious, there are very few gaps between several sword lights, and it is almost impossible to dodge from it. And judging from the shape of the large arc of the sword light, I am afraid that it is simply a trap that makes people think that they can avoid it from the gap. The semicircular moon-colored sword lights rotated with each other, and it was likely that they could change their positions at any time, instantly strangling those who broke into the gap.

Lin Zhanqing naturally saw this, so he didn't stay any longer. Immediately, the cyan blue light on the whole body shone brightly, and the cyan blue light on the long sword was even more dazzling.

The blue-blue light emitted by Lin Zhanqing was more condensed and restrained than before he was injured a few days ago. Maybe Lin Zhanqing didn't feel it yet, because he was hunted down and killed because of his injury this time, and he had a warm relationship with Dongfang Wan. Lin Zhanqing's state of mind and martial arts have gone to a higher level.

The blue-blue sword light on the long sword became more and more intense, and a sword flashed, and a blue-blue blade that was a long length quickly slashed towards the moonlight of the man in coarse linen.

The moonlight sword light was less than five feet each, and the blue-blue sword light was one foot long.

The sword light in the middle of the moonlight sword light was shattered by the cyan sword light. The end and end can't be connected, and the large arc formed by the moonlight sword light is useless.

The remaining few moonlight sword lights still flew towards Lin Zhanqing, but they were all easily dodged.

But the man in coarse linen said:

"Boy, you've got a shot!

......

On the other side, the man in Chinese costume and Dongfang Wan were fighting in a hearty manner.

The Washington man's sword was as fast as a shadow and as powerful as the wind. The moves are swift and the swords are tricky. But each move seems to be too violent, so that there is no light and flexible change between the moves, only a fierce rush, which looks quite stiff.

Dongfang Wan is completely different from a man in Chinese clothes, Dongfang Wan's body is light and agile, without the slightest burden. In a flash, he can always dodge the sword moves of the man in gorgeous clothes. So far, Dongfang Wan has not fought back once. It's just dodging, and I really can't dodge, so I use my sword to block it.

After a while, the man in the Chinese costume was already showing some fatigue. The martial arts of a man in Chinese clothes cannot be a lack of skill, then there is only one situation. The man's mental strength began to be insufficient, and his mood began to be unstable.

After all, the martial arts of the man in Chinese clothes are better than a lot, and Dongfang Wan does not dare to delay for too long. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he said in his mouth:

"Heaven and earth are merciless, and they nourish all things. Liuyun has no intention of moistening the people. ”

Layers of clouds and mist emanated from Dongfang Wan's body, and instantly headed towards the man in Chinese clothes, tightly surrounding the man in Chinese clothes.

Of course, the man in the fancy costume would not let the clouds and mist be presumptuous, and a violent starlight sword slashed down from top to bottom from the clouds.

The clouds were cut open in an instant, and gradually dissipated. Almost a breath, it has become very thin.

After the man in the fancy dress split the clouds, he didn't look at it. Fly away and jump ten steps away. When the man in the costume stood firm, he looked at it, but saw nothing.

Only at this moment, the man in fancy clothes only felt the sound of wind caressing his ears. The man in the fancy costume knew that something was wrong, and quickly turned his head.

Dongfang Wan ran behind the man in Chinese clothes at some point and stabbed with a sword. The sword is like nothingness, carrying thousands of sword shadows. It was like a huge wave of the sea made of swords, raging towards the man in a fancy costume.

Seeing this, the man in Chinese clothes was not only not angry, but his face was happy. The sword burst with a piercing roar. Extremely bright starlight instantly emerged from the sword. The starlight is gathering more and more.

The man in the fancy costume slashed his sword frantically. Countless dots of starlight form a three-zhang sized starlight ball. The starlight ball flew forward like a tiny sun.

The moment the two touched. Dongfang Wan's Sword Shadow Star Sea was completely crushed. The starlight ball continued to wreak havoc forward, but Dongfang Wan's figure was long gone.

Layers of clouds and mist rose again, instantly enveloping the man in gorgeous clothes. Dongfang Wan's figure was like a ghost, and before the man in the fancy clothes had time to react, a sword slashed towards the clouds. This sword turned into a condensed misty white sword qi, flashing into the mist without a sound.

So invisible, without a trace, coming and going without a trace. Misty and ghostly. It is the state and power that the cloud sword intent should have in the three sword intent of Liuyun.

Dongfang Wan has comprehended the Three Sword Intents of Liuyun for more than a year, and it is not until today that the true form of the Three Sword Intents of Liuyun can be regarded as being brought into play.

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The coarse linen man used all kinds of moonlight sword lights one after another, and Lin Zhanqing also responded with blue sword lights. The more the two fought, the more ruthless they became, and Lin Zhanqing was poor in skill after all, and he began to become struggling.

The man in coarse linen didn't care at all to use the moonlight sword light, Lin Zhanqing just coped, and the skill consumption was much less, but he was already tired first.

The man in coarse linen was even more crazy at this time, and the moonlight sword light was like not wanting money, and he slashed towards Lin Zhanqing frantically.

Lin Zhanqing looked very tired, and he was about to be unable to cope with it.

When the man in coarse linen was proud, he slashed out another moonlight sword light.

This moonlight sword light was like a curtain, sweeping towards Lin Zhan from heaven to earth.

This trick obviously took a lot of effort.

Lin Zhanqing seemed to be afraid of this move, and in a panic, a blue-blue sword qi slashed through.

The cyan blue sword qi that was split out in this hurry couldn't reach the moonlight curtain at all, and the moment the two came into contact, the cyan sword qi was completely crushed by the moonlight curtain.

The moonlight curtain was not at all powerful, and it quickly swept towards Lin Zhan.

Lin Zhanqing had no way to avoid it at this time, and he was overwhelmed by the moonlight curtain.

The man in coarse linen seemed to have won the battle, and shouted happily:

"Senior sister, senior brother, I have finally avenged you!"

Before the man in coarse linen could speak, he heard a violent explosion.

The man in coarse linen hurriedly looked forward, and a ball of blue-blue light slammed the moonlight curtain open, and still retained a bit of residual power and flew forward quickly.

The man in coarse linen was full of unwanton looks, and he couldn't believe that his moonlight curtain was actually broken by Lin Zhanqing.

In fact, Lin Zhanqing has been preserving his skills, and the man in coarse linen has long wasted too much of his skills, and under the influence of one another, Lin Zhanqing has compressed a large amount of power into a ball of light. This was the only way to break the moonlight curtain of the man in coarse linen with one blow.

Lin Zhanqing has gone through the experience of risk and warmth in these days, with the ups and downs of his mood, from extreme tension to complete soothing enjoyment. Lin Zhanqing's skills have unconsciously gone further than before. Not only is the internal force more pure, but also the mood is more natural. In the face of adversity, he is more calm, and he has more open-mindedness that he did not have before.

The man in coarse linen didn't care about the mutilated blue ball of light, and dodged it easily.

At this time, Lin Zhanqing also rushed over and came face to face with the man in coarse linen, and there was no hidden head-to-head confrontation.

The man in coarse linen hurriedly unleashed a sword, and the sword was like a phantom. There are thousands of phantoms, and each phantom is a moonlight sword qi.

Lin Zhanqing was simple and crisp, only a sword light came out of the sword, turning into a stout blue fish, as if swaying and swimming.

Thousands of sword qi collided fiercely with the swaying long fish, and the sword qi was instantly shattered and scattered by the long fish bed. But the sword qi is thousands and endless. No matter how hard the swaying fish swims, it can't move forward.

Just when thousands of sword qi and swaying long fish were on par with each other.

Lin Zhanqing and the man in coarse linen flashed to the side and fought together unceremoniously.

Lin Zhanqing's sword shadow is imaginary and real, and the virtual and real are unpredictable. And it is agile and elegant, and every sword seems to come out unintentionally and unintentionally, which is difficult to guard.

And the sword moves of the man in coarse linen were all heavy and strong, and his strength was heavier than heavy. Under the layers of power, it is like a strong King Kong, unstoppable.

Lin Zhanqing's virtual reality is smart, and the King Kong of the man in coarse linen is brave.

Lin Zhanqing became more and more afraid to accept the tricks of the man in coarse linen.

The man in coarse linen clothes couldn't keep up with Lin Zhanqing's body more and more.

For a while, the two of them couldn't help anyone.

These are temporary, though. Lin Zhanqing's skills are inferior to those of the coarse linen man, as long as he fights hard or fights for a long time, Lin Zhanqing still has no chance of winning.

Of course, Lin Zhanqing knows this. Therefore, after the two of them had just finished one move, the man in coarse linen took advantage of this gap and quickly swung out a moonlight sword light. Lin Zhanqing also returned a blue sword light.

The two sword lights both exploded, and the man in coarse cloth and linen had retreated to ten steps away at this time, but Lin Zhanqing did not retreat but advanced, and bullied the man in coarse cloth and linen.

The man in coarse linen shouted!

"Good time!"

Then, the long sword in the hand of the man in coarse linen emitted a light that shone like the sun. Under this dazzling light, no one can open their eyes. Even the men in oriental graceful clothes on the other side were also affected.

However, the sunlight that illuminated everything only flashed for a moment, and in the next moment, a light and shadow flashed. It's so fast, it's like it's really a real light that no one can capture.

The light and shadow flashed, and a blood hole appeared in Lin Zhanqing's waist. It was instantly pierced by this light and shadow.

But Lin Zhanqing didn't care, and even had a smile on his face. This smile is very weird, very sunny, very chic.

Lin Zhanqing swung his long sword, and a slender sword light the size of a long needle flashed rapidly. In terms of speed, it is not lost to the light and shadow of the man in coarse linen at all.

It's a pity that the man in coarse linen was indulging in the joy of injuring Lin Zhanqing, and he didn't expect Lin Zhanqing to use such a trick at all. At this time, it is too late to react.

The long needle sword light accurately hit the left chest of the man in coarse linen, and the man in coarse linen fell to the ground instantly. But in the blink of an eye, the man in coarse linen closed his eyes and was no longer breathing.

Lin Zhanqing was no better, and after the blow hit, he could no longer suppress the pain of the wound in his waist and fell to the ground.