"I didn't expect that you kid is quite capable of causing trouble, last time it was a group of outer disciples, and this time, he directly provoked a foundation building period monk!"

A slightly lazy voice came into Lin Yifan's ears.

Turning his head to look, Lin Yifan saw a tall, thin and unkempt figure.

"It's you!"

Lin Yifan's pupils shrank slightly, although he had not met this person, but his doppelganger had some impressions of this person.

Sword Maniac, a name that terrifies all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Outer Sect, a person who is named after the sword and madness.

"Oh, you seem to know me?"

Regarding Lin Yifan's reaction, the sword maniac was slightly surprised.

After all, I don't have the impression that I have ever met him.

"Ahem"

Another mouthful of blood coughed up, Lin Yifan arched his hand at the sword maniac and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Jian for saving me twice, but I don't know, why did Senior Brother come to save me?"

This was also a doubt in Lin Yifan's heart, after all, last time he was chased by a group of outer disciples outside the Wanjian Mountain Gate.

It was the sudden appearance of this person in front of him that deterred everyone and made him a lot less troublesome.

And this time, it was an accident that appeared here, Lin Yifan didn't think that these two times were an accident, otherwise, it would be too coincidental.

Hearing Lin Yifan's question, the sword maniac scratched his head with the small sword in his hand that looked like a toothpick, and then said, "There is a madman who loves to drink and calculates that your kid has been in trouble recently, and he is afraid that the brewing methods of various ancient Ming wines that you said in your mouth will be completely lost, so he kicked me out of the retreat, if you want to thank him, thank him, I am a sword maniac, in this life, I am most afraid that others will thank me, as soon as someone thanks me, it will be no good thing." ”

"Drinking madman?"

Hearing this, Lin Yifan couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then in his mind, an old madman who looked drunk every time he met.

"I didn't expect it to be an old man, ahem, an old-timer. ”

Lin Yifan muttered, it's just that people deliberately sent someone to save themselves, and it seems a bit too much to call the other party an old madman again.

"Hehe, you still call that old guy an old madman, he's a complete madman, damn, Lao Tzu is about to break through the foundation building period, so he almost kicked out of the door, you say, is he an old madman?"

The sword maniac smiled and said with a grin in his mouth.

Hearing this, Lin Yifan couldn't help but open his mouth wide, he also heard from Senior Brother Li Goudan that it seemed that a few years ago, the sword maniac began to retreat and break through the foundation building period.

Unexpectedly, the reason why the other party came out without breaking through was because he was kicked out of the retreat.

This, it sounds, really seemed to be done by the old madman.

"You two juniors, have you talked enough? If you talk enough, you are ready to die!"

Seeing that the prey he was about to get his hands on was rescued from under his nose, and the two of them were still standing there chatting as if no one was around, not taking themselves in their eyes at all, this kind of humiliation had already made Qin Mo almost lose his mind.

"Senior Brother Jian, this person ......"

Lin Yifan said, at this moment, it seemed a little abrupt to let the other party take over a foundation building period monk for him.

"This person, my sword maniac, took it. ”

The sword maniac said unconcernedly.

"Well, I'm really sorry. ”

Lin Yifan said with some embarrassment.

"It's nothing. ”

The sword maniac waved his hand and said, "Speaking of which, a seriously injured monk in the foundation building period, I hope it can give me a little pressure and let me completely break through the bottleneck of the foundation building period." ”

"Look for death!"

The opponent brazenly said that he would use himself as a stepping stone to break through the bottleneck of the foundation building period, Qin Mo felt that if he could hold back, it would be too good temper.

With a roar, he saw the blood-colored flames burning around Qin Mo's body, and the whole person rushed straight towards the sword madman.

Seeing this, the sword maniac did not dodge.

I saw that his eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint wisp of sword intent diffused from the corner of his eye.

"What a strong sword intent!"

Lin Yifan himself had a wisp of sword intent, and naturally he sensed the changes in the sword maniac for the first time.

"Die!"

With a loud roar, I saw Qin Mo wave his hands, and between his hands, several blood claws flew out at the same time.

Obviously, Qin Mo also sensed a hint of threat from the other party, and his attack was even more ruthless.

Looking at the blood claws flying towards him, the corners of the sword maniac's mouth suddenly hooked up a slight arc.

Immediately, Lin Yifan only saw a faint sword mark appear at the foot of the sword maniac, and his whole person disappeared in place.

"What!"

On the other side, Qin Mo's feeling was deeper, he only felt a flower in front of him, and a biting chill hit his eyebrows.

Almost subconsciously, Qin Mo tilted his head.

Immediately, he felt a cold wind pass through his sideburns, and a strand of hair slowly fell.

At this time, behind him, there was a slightly lazy voice of the sword maniac-

"Actually, dodge, it seems that although you are seriously injured, you are a monk in the foundation building period, and you are not slow to react!"

"When!"

Qin Mo touched his sideburns, but his heart was cold.

Just now, if it weren't for the conditioned reflex that deviated his head, it is estimated that it would not be a strand of his hair that was cut off at this moment.

Looking at Qin Mo with a shocked face, the sword maniac smiled indifferently, and then stepped out.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Qin Mo hurriedly retreated.

It's just that after stepping back, Qin Mo realized that the other party simply took a step and did not attack him.

"Hehe, it seems that you are nervous!"

The sword maniac burst out laughing.

Hearing this, Qin Mo was also a little annoyed and angry, and then, he could only hear his low roar, and between his hands, the blood claws resurfaced.

"Die, die, die......"

At this moment, Qin Mo didn't think about it so much, he just wanted to tear the two people in front of him to pieces.

In the face of the flying blood claws, the sword maniac only smiled slightly.

The next moment, I saw the sword shadow under his feet appear, and the whole person disappeared in place again.

However, at the moment when the sword madman disappeared, he saw Qin Mo wave his arms, and the blood claws that flew out of the air suddenly turned in a direction in the air.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and I saw a figure forced out, it was the sword maniac who had just disappeared.

And what blocked Qin Mo's blood claw attack was the flying sword that he held in his hand like a toothpick.

"Do you think the same move will still work?"

Looking at the sword maniac with a hideous face, Qin Mo looked crazy, his arms waved again, and the blood claws that were blocked by the sword maniac in the air turned in a direction in the air and slashed towards the sword maniac again.

"Sure enough, it wasn't that easy. ”

Exhaling lightly, the sword maniac suddenly threw the toothpick-like flying sword in his hand.

The next moment, only a sword groan was heard.

Qin Mo was horrified to find that the toothpick-like flying sword actually flew directly in front of him, and at this time, his blood claw had not yet fallen.

At this time, the voice of the sword maniac came faintly-

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, my flying sword is very willful, and only when it is controlled by me, the speed is the slowest, and now, even I can't catch its attack trajectory. ”

"Poof!"

In the next moment, Qin Mo only felt a sharp pain in his cheeks, and the corners of his mouth had already been pierced by the flying sword.

"Damn it!"

His gaze was electric, and Qin Mo endured the severe pain in the sea of consciousness, trying his best to capture the flying sword in the air.

"There it is!"

With a wave of his arm, Qin Mo flew out with another bloody claw, wanting to knock down the flying sword in the air.

However, just as the blood claw was about to hit the flying sword, suddenly, I saw that the speed of the flying sword had increased several times again, as if it had turned into an afterimage, passing directly between the blood claws.

"Poof!"

The same sharp pain appeared on Qin Mo's right wrist.

In an instant, Qin Mo's face couldn't help but turn a little pale, not only because of the pain in his body, but also because he found that he really didn't have any way to take that flying sword like a toothpick.

"No, if this continues, I'm really going to die here!"

At this moment, Qin Mo felt that the sequelae of his use of the "Blood Burning Technique" were deepening, and he already had the intention of retreating in his heart.

After all, as a foundation building period cultivator, if he died at the hands of a junior Qi cultivator because of a serious injury, he really couldn't turn a blind eye.

As soon as his heart moved, he saw Qin Mo fly out with several blood claws, and then he didn't look at the result, turned around and flew towards the air.

"This, escaped?"

On the other side, the sword maniac didn't expect that the dignified foundation building monk on the opposite side, who had not yet reached a desperate situation, would actually choose to run away in front of one of his qi cultivators.

However, the other party flew into the air, which also made him a little helpless, after all, the foundation building period monk could fly in the air, while the qi cultivation monk ran on the ground, and the speed was obviously much slower.

Turning his head and glancing at the sword maniac, Qin Mo seemed to remember the appearance of this guy and wait for himself to recover before taking revenge.

It's just that at this moment, suddenly, a miserable scream came out of his mouth, and his whole person, then covering his head, fell directly from the air.

"Fell?"

Looking at Qin Mo who fell from the sky, the sword maniac was slightly stunned.

"Sword, Senior Brother Sword, I can only make the final blow, quick, kill him!"

At this time, Lin Yifan's weak voice came.

Hearing the sound, the sword maniac turned his head to look, only to see that Lin Yifan's face at the moment was already pale.

Obviously, it was he who didn't know what method to use to shoot down Qin Mo just now.

At that moment, the sword maniac no longer dragged it, and with a flick of his fingers, the flying sword in the air like a toothpick let out a sword groan, and stabbed towards Qin Mo who fell in the air.

"Shit, damn it, get out of the way!"

The person fell from the sky, and Qin Mo tried his best to control his body to dodge.

It's just that the Divine Consciousness, which was already seriously injured, was slashed by Lin Yifan's Divine Sense short sword again, and there was no strength left at this moment.

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