"Senior Brother Chu, borrow your iron sword!"

Lin Yifan's voice reached the ears of the disciple surnamed Chu who was still in shock.

"Borrowed a sword?"

Hearing Lin Yifan's words, the disciple surnamed Chu only felt a burst of thunder rolling in his ears, and secretly scolded the other party for being sick in his heart.

"You think it's the mortal sword of those warriors in mortal dust, say borrow it, a flying sword, and its owner's spirituality, even if others get this flying sword, it is difficult to use it, not to mention, the owner of the flying sword is still alive, then, it is even more impossible for the other party to use his own iron cutting flying sword. ”

However, just when the disciple surnamed Chu secretly slandered in his heart, he only felt that his hand was empty, and the iron cutting flying sword that was originally held in his hand had disappeared.

"How is that possible!"

Feeling that his hands were empty, the disciple surnamed Chu was shocked.

However, before he could react, his eyes were stimulated by a blinding cold light.

When he finally barely opened his eyes, he saw a scene that made the mouth of the disciple surnamed Chu open so wide that he could almost stuff a heavenly thunderbolt.

The disciple surnamed Chu felt that his three views had been completely subverted.

Someone can actually forcibly snatch his own iron flying sword from his own hand.

Moreover, what made him even more used to be that the other party was able to directly use his own iron cutting flying sword, what a ""!

On the other side, Lin Yifan didn't snatch his Iron Chopping Flying Sword from the disciple surnamed Chu for any other reason.

Just because, in Lin Yifan's opinion, if he wants to deal with the old man in front of him, the other party's iron cutting flying sword seems to be more suitable.

And why Lin Yifan was able to forcibly use the Iron Chopping Flying Sword of the disciple surnamed Chu was naturally because of the memory of the Red Dragon Sword Immortal.

Back then, the Red Dragon Sword Immortal created a technique that could temporarily forcibly use other people's flying swords, and it could be regarded as a genius.

It's a pity that this method is too limited, and he doesn't use it much, but it is cheaper for Lin Yifan.

Now, when he used it for the first time, Lin Yifan felt that this exercise had some merits.

With the swing of the Iron Chopping Flying Sword in Lin Yifan's hand, suddenly a piece of Iron Chopping Sword Qi flew out, heading straight towards the old man on the opposite side.

"Solid, wall!"

Seeing the sword qi slashing, he only heard the old man speak again.

The next moment, he saw the words around his body fly up again, condensing into a wall several feet high to block in front of him.

After doing all this, I saw that the old man who was teaching showed a look of fearlessness, as if he had absolute confidence in the wall in front of him.

It's just that, looking at the confident look on the other party's face, Lin Yifan laughed out loud in his heart.

The next moment, I saw the sword qi he slashed out fall on the wall, and then I saw that the seemingly indestructible wall instantly became pierced under the attack of this sword qi!

Seeing this, the old man's pupils shrank slightly, and before he could continue to react, those sword qi had already passed through the wall in front of him, stabbing straight towards him.

"Poof—"

There was no chance to react at all, and the old man's body was pierced by a sword qi.

Immediately, I saw that the old man who was teaching was not red blood, but black ink!

"Heal!"

Feeling the serious injury on his body, a touch of panic flashed on the old man's face, and he shouted in his mouth.

The next moment, I saw empty Chinese characters, and in an instant, like a milk swallow returning to its nest, it rushed towards the wound on the old teacher's body.

And at the moment when the words were submerged into the wound, it was seen that the wound on the old man began to heal rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This, is he an undead monster!"

Seeing that the injuries on the old man's body were actually healing quickly, the disciple surnamed Chu didn't even bother to pay attention to Lin Yifan's forcible snatching of his iron flying sword, and when he spoke, even his lips trembled a little.

"You, how dare you hurt me, I want you to become my book spirit, eternal life, become my slave, and suffer a lot of torture!"

At this time, I saw that the old teacher's face was full of hideous colors, staring at Lin Yifan deadly, and his eyes became red.

Seeing this, Lin Yifan didn't seem to see the killing intent in the eyes of the old man teaching on the other side, just smiled lightly and whispered, "About, it's time." ”

"What?"

On the side, the disciple surnamed Chu naturally heard Lin Yifan's whispering.

It's just that before he could get the answer he wanted from Lin Yifan's side, suddenly, he saw that the old teacher opposite was already close to healing from the wound, and a dazzling aura appeared.

"Ahh

A miserable scream came from the mouth of the old teacher, and the next moment, I saw the old man who was already a fierce teacher, and the expression on his face instantly became more distorted.

"It's sword intent!"

As a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the disciple surnamed Chu reacted to what had happened in an instant.

But it turned out that Lin Yifan's blow just now seemed simple, but it was a hidden killing machine.

He actually hid his sword intent in the sword qi, and took advantage of the attack to hit it into the opponent's body.

In this way, when the old man's wounds healed, these hidden sword intents completely exploded, seriously injuring him from the opponent's body in one fell swoop!

"Such a scheming!

couldn't help but glance at Lin Yifan beside him, and his heart felt cold for no reason.

It's just that when the disciple surnamed Chu looked over, Lin Yifan suddenly turned around and pointed the iron cutting flying sword in his hand at him.

"You, what do you do?"

Lin Yifan's sword just now hit the old man who was teaching, and now when he saw Lin Yifan suddenly pointing the sword in his hand at him, he subconsciously retreated, his face showing horror.

Looking at the other party's frightened look, Lin Yifan pursed his lips, then turned the iron flying sword in his hand and threw the flying sword back to the disciple surnamed Chu.

After taking the flying sword thrown by Lin Yifan, the disciple surnamed Chu didn't react until Lin Yifan's voice sounded in his ears again.

"Senior Brother Chu, I'll leave the rest to you. ”

Hearing this, the disciple surnamed Chu reacted that Lin Yifan had already hit the old man who was teaching, and he was ready to hand over the finishing work to himself.

Although he was a little reluctant in his heart, after all, no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be doing chores for Lin Yifan.

However, it is still the same sentence, and the disciple surnamed Chu already has a trace of fear in his heart for Lin Yifan, the junior brother.

Therefore, he was naturally reluctant to Lin Yifan's order, but he did not dare to disobey it.

At that moment, I saw the disciple surnamed Chu holding the iron cutting flying sword in his hand, and he walked towards the old teacher on the opposite side step by step.

Looking at the approaching disciple surnamed Chu, a look of despair appeared on the face of the old man who was teaching.

It's just that the sword intent in his body is constantly unrestrained, but it can't move, and he can only become a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Poof—"

The flying sword stabbed into the chest of the old teacher, and soon, the old man's body turned into a little spiritual light and scattered.

Seeing this, Situ Xiang'er, who was lying on the jade bed on the side, had a gleam in her eyes.

The next moment, I saw that with a flick of his fingers, a bit of spiritual light flew out from his fingertips, and as the spiritual light dissipated by the old teacher, it dissipated in everyone's sight.

"Well, well done, go ahead!"

Immediately, I saw Situ Xiang'er change into a more comfortable posture on the jade bed, and nodded with satisfaction.

Hearing this, Lin Yifan spread his hands with a wry smile and said, "Senior Sister Situ, the situation is already obvious at the moment, the people in the dark seem to have sensed everyone's intentions, and deliberately strengthened the abilities of these old teachers, I think, we might as well be more careful?"

It's just that for Lin Yifan's proposal, Situ Xiang'er on the other side obviously didn't agree, and only shook his head and said: "This, too, is what I expected, and this was originally my purpose, and now it seems that the people in the dark also seem to be aware of the threat, which means that our approach is in the lifeblood of the other party." ”

"Alright, let's go ahead!"

After speaking, he saw Situ Xiang'er slightly close her beautiful eyes, and no longer looked at Lin Yifan and the disciple surnamed Chu.

Seeing this, Lin Yifan shrugged his shoulders helplessly, then looked at the disciple surnamed Chu on the side and said, "Senior Brother Chu, I consumed a lot just now, you go first, and when I recover my spiritual power, I will help you!"

Hearing Lin Yifan's words, the disciple surnamed Chu held a grass in his heart on the spot.

For the so-called "excessive consumption" in Lin Yifan's mouth, he didn't believe it a hundred times.

After all, the scene of the battle just now is still vivid until this moment, Lin Yifan only fought with the opponent for a few rounds, and the last sword seemed to be extremely powerful, but it was only a sword, how could it be consumed?

However, although he could see it clearly in his heart, looking at Lin Yifan's posture of completely ignoring whether he agreed or not, he found a place to close his eyes and meditate, Lin Yifan knew that even if he was against it, it might be useless.

As for simply finding a reason to rest like Lin Yifan, the disciple surnamed Chu didn't have the courage.

You know, there is a legendary witch staring at him, and he doesn't have that kind of courage.

Feeling bitter in his heart, the disciple surnamed Chu could only tighten the iron cutting flying sword in his hand, and slowly walked towards the other attic.

It's just that it seems that because of the strength of the old man who taught before, the disciple surnamed Chu seemed to be a lot more careful.

"Slash the iron!"

With a low shout, the disciple surnamed Chu waved the iron cutting flying sword in his hand, and an iron cutting sword qi suddenly bombarded towards the attic in front of him.

It's just that when he made the move, in the minds of the disciples surnamed Chu, they couldn't help but think of the previous scene of Lin Yifan holding his own iron flying sword to kill the old teacher.

Suddenly, a thought came to his mind—

"It seems, as if, that kid uses the power of the Iron Chopping Flying Sword to be several points stronger than his original owner. ”。

However, as soon as this thought arose, it was forgotten.

"No, it can't be, it must be my delusion!"