Seeing that the ice spear was about to sweep through everyone, at this moment, Lin Yifan's figure suddenly flashed and blocked in front of everyone.

"Senior Brother Lin, you can't block hard, dodge quickly!"

Lin Xiang'er couldn't help but remind.

Although she admitted that Lin Yifan's strength should not be underestimated, she still didn't think that Lin Yifan could block an attack that even his psychic sword body couldn't block.

It's just that Lin Yifan at this moment doesn't seem to have heard Lin Xiang'er's reminder.

In the face of the ice spear shot in the air, it suddenly and slowly raised its right hand.

Everyone only saw that Lin Yifan seemed to be pinching a sword technique, but the speed was too slow.

"Hmph, such a slow speed, this guy is killing himself!"

Situ Ming snorted coldly and said.

"Otherwise, I think that Senior Brother Lin's sword technique is not simple!"

Lin Xiang'er shook her head and said, only to see a subtle look of surprise flash in the depths of her gaze.

Ignoring other people's statements, Lin Yifan just calmed down in the changes in his sword technique, and in an instant, he seemed to have returned to the Xiu Lian secret room of the Ten Thousand Swords Pagoda.

I saw that as Lin Yifan's fingers slowly crossed the air, there seemed to be some kind of magical rhythm beating at his fingertips.

The silk sword intent intertwined in the air, and then turned into a strand of sword wire like hair and swept away.

"Is this impossible?"

Looking at the sword wires beating at Lin Yifan's fingertips, Senior Sister Chen Qian couldn't help but open her mouth wide, her beautiful eyes widened, and she didn't seem to believe what she saw.

"Yes, this is the secret technique of sword qi silk transformation, I didn't expect that Senior Brother Lin actually mastered such a terrifying secret technique!"

As if to confirm Senior Sister Chen Qian's words, Lin Xiang'er on the side affirmed.

"How is it possible, this guy, how can he be such a sword cultivator?"

Situ Ming clenched his fists tightly, and thought through gritted teeth in his heart.

Sword Qi Turning Silk is a secret technique unique to sword cultivation.

It is to use his sword intent to condense the sword qi he emitted to a high degree, like hair.

This highly condensed sword qi has an extreme edge, even if it is an ordinary spirit weapon, it may be cut apart if it touches it.

However, the Sword Qi Transformation Silk Secret Technique, even among the various secret techniques of sword cultivation, is a terrifying secret technique that only a very small number of advanced cultivators can master.

And Lin Yifan, a mere Qi cultivator, how could he be able to comprehend this kind of secret technique that he didn't comprehend?

Ignoring everyone's different thoughts, I saw Lin Yifan, his fingers flicking again and again, and the sword wire in the air crossed a wonderful arc and swept towards the ice spear in the air.

This seemingly brittle sword wire, the moment it came into contact with the ice spear in the air, it slashed over the ice spear without the slightest obstruction.

The next moment, I saw the ice spears in the air, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, all of them turned into pieces of broken ice and scattered.

"Huh?"

On the other side, seeing that his ice spear was easily cut by the other party, the indifferent face of the Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus Spirit also showed a look of shock.

However, his face immediately returned to his previous indifference.

"You're good, I don't know, how long can you last?"

As he spoke, he saw the Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus Spirit waving his hands again, and countless ice spears shot towards Lin Yifan and the others.

On the other side, although Lin Yifan kept dancing the sword wire to block the opponent's attack, Lin Yifan found that using this sword wire to cut the peerless sword wire consumed not his spiritual power, but the power of his divine sense.

This is undoubtedly unfortunate news for Lin Yifan, who now knows the sea like a big hole.

It's just that although he is helpless in his heart, on the surface, Lin Yifan still looks relaxed with a light smile.

"Hey, I said, in the end, we don't have a life-and-death feud, and besides, the one who wants to kill you along the way, and I have dissuaded you many times to help you, so you don't know how to be moved at all?"

Lin Yifan flicked his fingers continuously, but his mouth was talking to the 10,000-year-old snow lotus spirit opposite.

Hearing this, the 10,000-year-old snow lotus spirit on the opposite side couldn't help frowning slightly.

Although he doesn't have much affection, in order to guide the immortal cultivator into his trap, he has also used the incarnation of the thunderbolt over the years, often speculating about the thoughts of the human race immortal cultivator.

Therefore, for Lin Yifan's words, the spirit of the 10,000-year-old snow lotus is not without a trace of feelings.

"Fairy Ayaba: Oh, poor little Snow Lotus, it seems that he doesn't know how powerful the anchor's mouth is, and some people seem to be unlucky!"

"Sancai Swordsman: Little Snow Lotus run, the anchor wants to fool people again, oh no, it's fooling Snow Lotus. (Funny)"

"Happy little miner: What are you talking about? People don't understand at all, I think the anchor is very innocent and kind!"

"Qingcheng Sword Less: Childish!" (funny)"

"Fairy Ayaba: Little miner, you are still young, there are some things you don't understand, and when you really get to know the anchor, you will regret what you said today. (Touching the head)"

Looking at the barrage of these old drivers in the live broadcast room, Lin Yifan rolled his eyes in his heart.

Just when he didn't see the barrage of these guys, Lin Yifan smiled and looked at the 10,000-year-old snow lotus spirit opposite and continued: "How about letting us go, after all, leaving us behind doesn't do you much good, on the contrary, you don't know how many killer weapons we still have in our hands, which is very unfavorable to you." ”

"You're threatening me?"

The eyes of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus Spirit narrowed slightly, and he looked at Lin Yifan coldly and said.

"Well, how can this be said to be a threat, you can see this as a kind reminder, yes, a kind reminder, what do you think?"

Lin Yifan spread his hands and said.

Hearing Lin Yifan's words, the 10,000-year-old snow lotus spirit on the opposite side chewed for a while, as if he was thinking about what Lin Yifan's statement meant.

Perhaps because of the reason for thinking, the face of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus Spirit showed a very humane look of thought, and the action of the attack in his hand couldn't help but stagnate a little.

On the other side, hearing Lin Yifan's words, he actually said that the monster who was still with them a moment ago was stunned, and he even forgot to attack.

"This guy's mouth is really amazing!"

Senior Sister Chen Qian couldn't help but have such a thought in their hearts.

It's just that in the place where the spirit of the 10,000-year-old snow lotus can't be seen, Lin Yifan quietly made a gesture to Lin Xiang'er and the others.

I comprehended, and I saw Senior Sister Chen Qian's eyes narrowing slightly, and a sword light quietly condensed in her eyes.

At the same time, the flying swords in the hands of Lin Xianger and Situ Ming also made a sword groan.

"Whoosh-"

Suddenly, a sound broke through the air.

The next moment, I saw Lin Yifan's sideburns and hair move slightly, and an undetectable sword light flew out from his cheek.

On the other hand, the spirit of the 10,000-year-old snow lotus seemed to be still in the midst of thinking about life and could not extricate itself, completely unaware of the danger coming.

"Poof!"

The light of the moon hazy sword smoothly submerged into the eyebrows of the 10,000-year-old snow lotus spirit.

The next moment, I saw that his body stiffened slightly, and a trace of confusion suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Let's do it!"

At this moment, only Lin Yifan shouted loudly.

Immediately, I saw Lin Yifan, Lin Xiang'er, Situ Ming, and Senior Brother Xiucai Feng sacrifice their spiritual weapons at the same time, and launched the strongest attack on them.

I saw Lin Xiang'er take the lead with a sword, and the swift sword light instantly passed through the chest of the 10,000-year-old snow lotus spirit.

At the same time, Senior Brother Feng's wind blade storm also surrounded the spirit of the 10,000-year-old snow lotus, and it was mixed with Situ Ming's thousands of sword shadows.

"Die!"

At this moment, Lin Yifan's eyes condensed slightly, and as soon as his body moved, he rushed straight towards the spirit of the 10,000-year-old snow lotus.

"There!"

Coming to the front of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus Spirit, Lin Yifan's eyes flashed with divine light, and then he pointed like a sword, and his fingertips condensed a sword light, pointing straight at the three inches below the left arm of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus Spirit.

"Poof!"

The next moment, a stream of blood rose into the sky.

And of course, the blood does not come from the 10,000-year-old Snow Lotus Spirit, after all, it has no blood.

I saw the spirit of the 10,000-year-old snow lotus at this moment, and the confusion in my eyes was gone, and there was just a cruel smile.

"Ahem—"

On the other side, Lin Yifan coughed up a mouthful of blood, and looked down helplessly, only to see that at this moment, his fingers were only less than an inch away from the left armpit of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus Spirit.

His chest, on the other hand, was pierced by a huge ice gun.

"I didn't expect your acting skills to be so good, even I was deceived by you!"

Lin Yifan laughed miserably.

"Boom"

The 10,000-year-old Snow Lotus Spirit smiled cruelly: "You are not bad, you can actually find out where my spirit is, but your calculation is still one point behind." ”

"Oh?"

Looking at the confident 10,000-year-old snow lotus spirit, Lin Yifan showed a strange smile.

"Is that really the case?"

As Lin Yifan's words fell, suddenly, his figure collapsed and scattered, turning into threads of divine consciousness and flying towards the back of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus Spirit.

Seeing this, the Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus Spirit seemed to have thought of something.

Turning around suddenly, the Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus Spirit saw that the direction of the countless threads of divine consciousness that Lin Yifan's body had dispersed was the existence of its body!

"No—"

A loud shout came from the mouth of the 10,000-year-old snow lotus spirit.

In the next moment, countless ice spears condensed and flew towards the threads of divine consciousness in the air.

It's just that the number of these threads of divine consciousness is too much, even if most of them are destroyed by the ice spear, the remnants are still directly submerged into the 10,000-year-old snow lotus.

"You, deserve, die!"

With a burst of applause, I saw that the body of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus Spirit suddenly exploded, turning into an almost transparent phantom and rushing straight into his body.

Looking at this scene, Senior Sister Chen Qian couldn't help but worry: "Senior Brother Lin, there won't be a problem, right?"

As soon as Senior Sister Chen Qian's voice fell, a figure appeared beside her, who was Lin Yifan?

It turned out that what had just entered the Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus was just one of his divine sense clones!