Zhuo Qingzhi looked at Lin Yi with a slightly different expression.

The cultivators he had seen in the past who were seven or eight years younger than him were as young as delicate flowers in a rainstorm. But whether it is Lin Yi or Ni Yunshan, they are different from those people.

He faced Lin Yi and didn't feel that he was fighting with a junior at all.

And what surprised him the most was that Lin Yi's strength was indeed very unique, and he really couldn't feel any fluctuations in the true yuan aura from Lin Yi's body.

That power is pure, more solid than the true element power, and it is not easy to break.

Lin Yi's slightly bent knees slowly straightened, and he spit out a mouthful of reverse blood that had overflowed in his mouth, although the other party only caused himself to suffer a lot of damage with just a sword, but thinking back to Fang Cai's picture, he was more confident.

The previous desperate efforts with the Divine Mind Realm cultivators had indeed given him a lot of valuable experience, and although Zhuo Qingzhi's sword was fast, he seemed to be able to adapt to this speed and rhythm.

All that is missing is strength.

Zhuo Qingzhi's eyes flashed.

Smoke and dust rose from under his feet.

A gust of wind slapped on Lin Yi's face.

Zhuo Qingzhi's figure appeared with the wind, his body and the sword in his hand fused into one, and the true yuan power in his body continued to surge towards the tip of the sword, still stabbing towards Lin Yi without much change.

In Lin Yi's perception, this sword had become an unusually heavy hill because of the continuous filling of the true element.

He decided to change his tactics.

The sword in his hand was handed out, and the long sword was pointed at the opponent's sword, and the knife cut at the opponent's sword.

When there was a bang.

The knife in his hand didn't have time to land on the opponent's sword, and his body had already been shaken backwards.

Zhuo Qingzhi went again.

The knife light up.

Zhuo Qingzhi's sword momentum changed slightly, the sword body avoided Lin Yi's blade, and the sword body flipped and shook in a very small space, slapping towards Lin Yi's sword body with a powerful True Yuan power.

However, the cold sword light also changed at an extremely fast speed.

Zhuo Qingzhi put away his sword.

The swords did not intersect.

Both were re-established.

There was a dead silence all around.

Those ordinary people who couldn't understand with bated breath and wide eyes only knew that Lin Yi was not shocked out this time, but for those cultivators, this time the battle was even more shocking.

Zhuo Qingzhi is a legendary close servant, this kind of hand-to-hand combat, his sword moves change, whether it is just a small movement of the wrist or the transfer of Zhenyuan, can make the sword in his hand change quickly.

This speed can even keep up with flying swords.

However, Lin Yi actually kept up with his speed.

"Very strong perception. ”

Zhuo Qingzhi's face became solemn for the first time, he frowned slightly and looked at Lin Yi, and after saying a word, he couldn't help but say, "This is the sword technique in the legendary Crazy Sword Cold Knife?"

Lin Yi nodded, and his body shook slightly at the same time.

It wasn't because the aftermath of the shock didn't stop, it was a trick that no one taught him, but he himself discovered in battle. With the slight force of his heels, his body shook, and the sour and numb feeling in his flesh and blood would disappear faster.

And before he resisted this sword, he even subconsciously used the method of the Leakless Golden Body Method, through visualization, to warm up his sour flesh and blood, this method was unexpectedly easy to use, and the bruises in the subtle blood veins that were broken in his flesh and blood seemed to be discharged by him in an instant with sweating.

He's always been good at figuring things out, and combat seems to be his best teacher.

In the face of such a strong enemy, some methods that are usually unthinkable are naturally forced out.

"I take back what I said at the beginning because I was wrong. ”

Zhuo Qingzhi didn't make a move right away, he took a deep breath and said seriously: "I shouldn't say that I don't need to use all my strength, because even if I use all my strength, I may not be able to win steadily." ”

There was an uproar all around.

Even Xu Longshan couldn't believe that Zhuo Qingzhi would say such a thing.

A loud shout rang out.

A storm once again set off between Zhuo Qingzhi and Lin Yi.

It's just that this time the wind was mixed with a yellowish aura like raindrops.

These energies were like hard stones, hitting Lin Yi's body.

In a burst of popping sounds, the sword raised in Zhuo Qingzhi's hand became extremely bright, and a sword light shot out from the tip of the sword, like lightning, stabbing at Lin Yi's eyebrows.

Zhuo Qingzhi is not pedantic.

Since he believes that Lin Yi is an opponent that must be absolutely faced, he must squeeze out his true strength.

He had also seen clearly in Lin Yi's previous battles that the powerful True Yuan methods of those high-level cultivators and low-level cultivators didn't seem to work at all against Lin Yi, but the True Yuan power mixed with his wind just wanted to make Lin Yi's movements slower.

However, in the face of such a sword from him, Lin Yi made a simpler response.

Lin Yi just raised his arm, as if he was just trying to prevent those energies from hitting him in the face, but this action also allowed him to use his arm to directly block in front of this sword ray.

Poof.

The sword spread out over his arm.

Like starlight, very mysterious.

Lin Yi's body was shaken back again.

It's just that his feet clicked rhythmically on the ground, and he retreated extremely fast, and even the sword that Zhuo Qingzhi handed forward next only cut through the afterimage left by his body.

Puffs of smoke and dust rose from the ground where his feet clicked.

Zhuo Qingzhi looked at the smoke and dust, and his brows furrowed a little deeper.

It was a strange feeling, but for now, he was right.

This young cultivator did not lose his strength because of such an all-out battle, but he continued to grow stronger.

Lin Yi's face was slightly distorted.

He heard a slight cracking of bone in his arm.

This sword bolt was almost indistinguishable from a real heavy sword stab in his arm.

The only difference was that when the sword light was dispersed, there were many pure and powerful True Elements in his flesh and blood.

These True Elements were rapidly transformed in his body again, turning into Dao Qi currents, which were devoured by the Inner Dan in his Dantian Yuan Palace.

This Neidan is like his inner enemy at this time.

Under the pressure of internal and external enemies, his flesh and blood seemed to understand his longing, and they all began to burn.

His heart was beating faster than usual.

His perception seemed to have become a little sharper, and the pain and soreness in his flesh and blood were quickly expelled from his body.

Passive combat is never his style.

In the next moment, he began to move, running towards Zhuo Qingzhi.

He began to fight back.

This slight sensitivity of perception brought him a lot of new feelings, he felt that the sword in his hand had become more flexible, and he had a fresh understanding of the moves of the Cold Knife Crazy Sword, and he intuitively felt that he could do better than before.

Bang.

A sword roar drowned out the sound of his heavy footsteps.

Zhuo Qingzhi stood in place, his face quickly calmed down until he was indifferent, but in his perception, the sword that Lin Yi slashed also turned into a heavy mountain.