"Senior Brother Lin, why are you blocking Zhao's way, get out of the way quickly, so that Zhao can go and find a helper, so that the White Fairy can be rescued from the White Lotus Sect!"

Zhao Lei looked at Lin Yifan anxiously and said.

Looking at the other party's clumsy performance, Lin Yifan said that he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Immediately, I saw the corners of Lin Yifan's mouth curl slightly, looked at the other party and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, in fact, there is no one else here, you don't have to continue your performance." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Lei's face changed again, and then, I saw that the anxious look on his face quickly disappeared, and was replaced by a hideous look.

"When did you find me?"

Zhao Lei looked at Lin Yifan coldly and said.

"Oh, don't you pretend?"

Lin Yifan raised his eyebrows and said, "However, compared to Senior Brother Zhao's curiosity, Senior Brother is even more puzzled in his heart, Senior Brother is a monk in the foundation building period of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, why should he risk being a spy of the Blood Clothes Sect?"

That's right, Zhao Lei is the first bloody sect spy found by Lin Yifan!

As for the method, Lin Yifan naturally wouldn't tell the other party.

"I really didn't expect that we hadn't gone to look for you yet, but you took the initiative to send you to death!"

The identity of the spy was revealed, and in Zhao Lei's heart, Lin Yifan was naturally a dead man.

As Zhao Lei's words fell, an extremely strong evil aura emanated from his body and shrouded Lin Yifan.

If it is an ordinary monk, even those old foundation building period monks, in the face of such a bad spirit, I am afraid that they will be affected a lot.

However, Lin Yifan was not idle, although he had only been in the immortal cultivation realm for a few years, however, the big and small battles he had experienced were comparable to those of ordinary monks.

And in these battles, Lin Yifan personally killed a lot of people and demons, and in this way, he also accumulated a large amount of evil qi on his body, which was no less than the evil qi on Zhao Lei on the opposite side.

Even, if you just talk about the quality of the evil qi, the evil qi on Lin Yifan's body is even better, after all, most of the enemies that Lin Yifan kills every time are similar to him in the cultivation realm, or even stronger than him, which also makes the evil qi on his body very terrifying.

Even though Lin Yifan's evil spirit is not obvious on weekdays, it is because he deliberately hides it.

However, even if it is not revealed on weekdays, now that it is stimulated by the evil qi on Zhao Lei's body, the rich evil qi hidden in his body suddenly rushes out of his body.

"How is that possible?"

Feeling the terrifying evil aura rushing out of Lin Yifan's body, Zhao Lei on the opposite side was suddenly dumbfounded.

Originally, he was going to use his own evil qi to suppress Lin Yifan, however, as soon as the evil qi in Lin Yifan's body came out, he himself became the suppressed party.

His breathing stagnated slightly, and Zhao Lei's eyes were full of disbelief.

"No, it's impossible, how can this kid have such a terrible evil aura on his body, it's all an illusion!"

Zhao Lei denied in his heart.

In his opinion, everything in front of him is simply impossible.

After all, with the intensity of the evil qi that Lin Yifan showed at the moment, unless Lin Yifan was a murderous demon king, and he had been since birth, it would never be possible to have such a terrifying evil qi.

You must know that the evil qi on his body was accumulated after he became a spy of the Bloody Clothes Sect and secretly slaughtered several mortal cities, even so, it is still far inferior to the evil qi on Lin Yifan's body!

"Drink—"

However, Lin Yifan obviously didn't care about Zhao Lei's thoughts at the moment, he could only hear him snort, and the evil qi on his body was surging towards Zhao Lei like a tsunami.

In an instant, Zhao Lei was affected by the evil qi, and there were suddenly illusions in front of him, and at this moment, in his sight, it seemed that a picture of the hell demon realm had appeared, which made his heart turbulent!

"Not good!"

Suddenly, Zhao Lei secretly felt bad in his heart, and his divine consciousness turned into a giant bell, and it exploded in the sea of consciousness with a "bang".

It was this explosion that made Zhao Lei's illusions dissipate.

And at the moment when the illusion dissipated, a cold light flashed in front of his intuition, and a sharp sword light had already appeared in front of him.

Subconsciously, a thunderbolt of light rose around Zhao Lei's body, and immediately, his whole person turned into several thunderbolts and flew away towards the surroundings.

"Brush—"

At the same time, I saw a sword light breaking through the air, instantly extinguishing most of the thunder light around me.

Immediately, I saw Zhao Lei's figure condensed out again, but at this moment, there was already a hideous sword mark on his shoulder, and it was obvious that he had not completely dodged the sword light just now.

On the other side, one blow took the lead, but Lin Yifan did not give up the plan of such a good situation, and saw his figure flash, and he pursued Zhao Lei again.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

wiped a handful of blood from his shoulder, and then, with a wave of Zhao Lei's hand, countless blood droplets suddenly flew towards Lin Yifan.

The speed of the blood droplets was extremely fast, and it shot in front of Lin Yifan in the blink of an eye.

The rich bloody aura made Delin Yifan's consciousness dazed for a while.

However, this trance was only for a moment, and I saw a flash of blood in his eyes, and this discomfort was swept away in an instant.

Immediately, I saw that it was facing the blood droplets that flew in, but the sword technique in his left hand was pinched, and nearly a thousand Qingling sword qi suddenly came out from his cuffs.

The Qingling Sword Qi turned into a torrent of sword qi, sweeping the blood droplets that flew in, and in just a few breaths, it wiped out all of them invisibly.

It's just that with this delay of time, Lin Yifan's strong initiative has all dissipated invisibly, and Zhao Lei also took the opportunity to sacrifice his thunder flying sword and drove a distance from him.

Seeing this, Lin Yifan no longer attacked, but looked at Zhao Lei with a faint smile on his face, and said, "Bloody Divine Skill, it seems that Senior Brother Zhao's cultivation is still lacking fire. ”

If it was said that Lin Yifan's sky-high aura in the past shocked Zhao Lei to a state of turmoil, then now Lin Yifan's statement of the fact that he had cultivated the bloody clothes magic skill made Zhao Lei feel a burst of death.

You must know that the matter of the bloody clothes is his biggest secret, and even the people who are close to him have never known it.

Moreover, although the Bloody Cloth Divine Skill is very famous, and there are many people who know this name, there are actually not many people who can really recognize it, let alone like Lin Yifan, just after seeing him make a move, you can recognize at a glance that what he is using is the Bloody Cloth Divine Skill.

"You can actually recognize the bloody clothes magic skill!"

Zhao Lei stared at Lin Yifan with wide eyes.

"Hehe, bloody cloth magic skill, is it very rare? Although I haven't practiced it, maybe I know more about the bloody clothes magic skill than you do. ”

Lin Yifan said with a smile.

It's just that his smile, in the eyes of Zhao Lei opposite, looks even weirder than the devil's smile.

"Nonsense!"

There was a stirring spirit in his heart, and he only heard Zhao Lei burst out: "However, since you know the biggest secret, I will leave you with it." ”

With Zhao Lei's loud shout, the sword trick in his hand was drawn, and then the sword pointed out and landed on the hilt of the Thunder Flying Sword.

Immediately, only a sword groan was heard from the flying sword, and then, a thunderbolt rose from the sword body, immediately enveloping Zhao Lei's entire body.

"Boom-"

The next moment, only a thunderous sound was heard, and Zhao Lei followed the sword, turning into a huge thunder sword and blasting towards Lin Yifan.

"Oh, you want to kill people?"

With a slight smile, Lin Yifan's left hand sword pointed to the sky, and suddenly, countless sword shadows suddenly flew out from around him.

The sword shadow hovered around him, and it turned into a huge sword wheel and attacked the opposite thunder sword.

"Boom-"

The thunder sword slammed into the sword wheel, instantly knocking the sword wheel apart.

However, he didn't care much about the head-on collision and landed in the wind Lin Yifan, he just smiled faintly, and then lightly touched his toes on a sword shadow, and easily let go of the thunder sword's continued bombardment.

The blow failed, and the thunder light on the thunder sword dissipated, revealing Zhao Lei's figure.

It's just that at this moment, his face is not very good-looking.

Zhao Lei, whose secret was revealed, naturally wanted to cut through the mess quickly, however, Lin Yifan was very slippery, which made him feel powerful and had nowhere to go.

"Why, Senior Brother Zhao only has this ability, like this, but he can't extinguish my mouth. ”

At this moment, Lin Yifan spoke again.

I don't know why, hearing Lin Yifan speak, Zhao Lei always felt upset, and a nameless anger surged in his heart.

The anger in his heart instantly broke through Zhao Lei's reason.

The next moment, I saw his right hand slamming into the blade of the Thunder Flying Sword.

Suddenly, I saw a bewitching blood light erupting from the Thunder Flying Sword, and immediately, a large amount of blood spurted out from Zhao Lei's hand.

It's just that what makes people feel weird is that the blood that spurted out of Zhao Lei's hand did not fall to the ground, but was swallowed up by the flying sword in his hand.

"I'll go, feed the sword with blood, so fierce, isn't it a bit too much to stimulate this guy?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Yifan was also so frightened that he hurriedly dispersed the blood light in his eyes, he really wanted to stimulate the other party to lose his mind, and then he couldn't play his true level, but it was obvious that it was a little too much now.

Lin Yifan did not lie to Zhao Lei in one sentence before, that is, although he had not cultivated the Bloody Clothes Divine Skill, his understanding of the Bloody Clothes Divine Skill was not inferior to Zhao Lei at all, and even far exceeded.

The biggest reason for this is that Lin Yifan once got the memory of the Red Dragon Sword Immortal.

In that memory, in addition to the cultivation experience of the Ten Thousand Swords List, the most important of them was the memory of the Bloody Clothes Divine Skill.

Although Lin Yifan has never practiced the Bloody Clothes Divine Skill so far, Lin Yifan recognized it at the moment Zhao Lei made his move, and what the other party used was a very evil secret technique among the Bloody Clothes Divine Skill-feeding the sword with blood!

It was precisely because of recognizing this move that Lin Yifan's mood instantly became extremely solemn.