The swarthy pearl collided with this extremely brilliant "Dao Yi", if the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang, Yin Yi had been raising the knife for a long time, and Li Ruoyu's style bloomed with the power to destroy the world within the Dao Body Realm. After all, it was Yin Yiyang's knife that was superior, and Li Ruoyu's body added another scar. Although it is not fatal, it has fallen into the disadvantage after all.

Yin Yi grasped this hard-won advantage, and then slashed at Li Ruoyu.

"Knife two, twin flowers"

The mighty sword qi was like two twin flowers, full of Taoist intent, and swirled towards Li Ruoyu, looking at the coming twin flowers, Li Ruoyu's eyes flashed a rare hesitation, and then turned into firmness.

Li Ruoyu held the sword in his right hand, pointed at the twin flowers, and slashed downward, this slash was very slow, very slow. But there is a mysterious meaning in it, unspeakable, unclear, seemingly plain, but if the monk feels this slash with divine sense, he will find that this slash seems to contain this will, a will that no matter what the road ahead, it will be good to cut it with a sword. This slash, with masculinity, is like a big sun hanging in the sky, with a burst of yanggang, with a breath of pure yang in it.

At the moment when the twin flowers were approaching, Li Ruoyu felt a sense that he was about to return to the ruins. In despair, the feeling of being reduced to ashes enveloped Li Ruoyu. The so-called great terror between life and death was like Li Ruoyu at this time, but Li Ruoyu relied on his will to sublimate his own Dao, cut out this sword, and destroyed the twin flowers.

The strength of the Taoist is not only the strength or weakness of the cultivation, but also the so-called cultivation, the cultivation is a part, the heart is a part, and the Tao is also a part. Cultivation is the realm, the heart is actually the will above the soul, and the Tao is the core of the monk, which is what the monk cares about, and that is the Tao.

This sword was slashed, Li Ruoyu felt that the world was different in his eyes, and he used to see the world with his naked eyes and eyes, and at this time, Li Ruoyu tried to use his own will to perceive the world, the fluctuations of trees, the murmuring sound of flowing water, the rhythm of the earth, and the snuggling of the wind, as if whispering softly in Li Ruoyu's ears.

At this time, Li Ruoyu had actually glimpsed the realm of road building. Building the Tao, this is a mystical realm, this is the beginning of a monk, understand his own will, understand what he wants, and evolve the Tao map with his will, the monk preaches the Taoist heart, which is actually the will of the soul. Some monks are pure and clear in heart, while others are uninhibited and uninhibited in their hearts. The difference in heart is destined to create a very different personality of the monks, some are jealous and hateful, and some are cunning like foxes.

"Daohua"

Li Ruoyu held the sword, in the same posture as before, slashed towards Yin Yi, this sword can only be described by the word Daohua, this is a blow from the soul level, with the power of will, if you are in two time and space, ordinary attacks cannot be touched.

The stars in the sky seemed to be about to dissipate, and the giant peak seemed to be about to dissipate, and there were some signs, which was good news for Li Ruoyu. However, for young people, it is somewhat ominous.

Seeing this sword, although it is not visible, but the mighty breath is like a cold wind blowing in the winter. Yin's eyes became more and more solemn, but Yin Yi was still calm, which was very different from the panic he brought when he first met Li Ruoyu, obviously that was Yin Yi's appearance, and he was his true face at this moment.

See, there is

Courage, Gu

Stable and prepared

Calm as a mountain, moving as a rabbit, quiet as a pine on the top of the mountain, if you use one word to describe him, then it is nothing more than a bin word, both civil and military, brave and strategic.

If these traits appeared on the thousand-year-old monster, it seemed to be deserved, but the appearance of Yin Yi, who was in his early twenties, fully showed his demonic sins.

"Great hidden in the city", the secular is the best place for monks to train, not to improve their cultivation, but a paradise for refining their hearts. Yin Yi has walked through a series of rivers and lakes, and if he has seen more, he will naturally understand more, understand, but he just doesn't say it, he understands, that is, he doesn't understand.

If the heart does not move, the wind is calm, and if the heart moves, the wind will fly. Yin Yi faced Li Ruoyu's sword, calm and terrifying, like the silence before the storm, silent and silent, but the clouds like black clouds crushing the city flew over, indicating that once Yin Yi made a move, it would definitely increase his terror.

When the sword was about to arrive, Yin Yi tightened the sword in his hand, as if it had been held for eighteen spring and autumn periods, with a reckless atmosphere and one of its unique self-esteem, but also with a sense of long-sealed old wine.

"Sealing Knife"

Yin Yi likes to drink, from the time when his parents and his wife, who seemed to be close to each other, were turned into ashes by the fire full of peach branches, Yin Yi liked this thing, and when he walked the rivers and lakes, he didn't get a drop of wine, and he felt that it was not very suitable for his appetite. And with this flying ash in the sky, Yin Yi drank the first sip of wine. The wine is soju, and my grandfather gave it to me, saying that when it hurts, I drink two sips to relieve my worries. Yin Yi took the flask, took a sip, and entered his throat, leaving only a trace of burning on the grass where the firelight overflowed. Since then, Yin Yi has one more hobby, which is this pot of wine. At that time, Yin Yi realized this type of sealing knife.

If the wine is generally sealed, the older the vintage, the more mellow the aroma of the wine. Yin Yi hurt himself to the gods, and sealed the pain of the soul with grief, and usually rarely used the knife that used to be held for eighteen spring and autumn periods, although he did not use a knife, he made faster progress and understood more deeply.

Yin Yi's knife is nothing special, if you insist on saying anything special, it is that it has a pain, it seems that the heart hurts to the extreme, hurts God, and hurts the will of the soul.

Like Li Ruoyu, Yin Yi's "sealing knife" carries the sorrow and sadness, pain and sorrow in his soul.

The swords are intertwined, and what is touched is the spark, and what is fought for is the Tao. Different lives give birth to different springs, summers, autumns and winters, and produce different ways for individuals. Li Ruoyu and Yin Yi, in terms of cultivation, Yin Yi is two realms behind Li Ruoyu, in terms of talent, Yin Yi is a rare kind of demon, far more than Li Ruoyu. However, two different people, completely different lives, Yin Yi is hidden in his heart, and the will in his soul and Li Ruoyu's will are like black and white yin and yang. became an extreme.

After a fight, the two staggered past each other and stood at each other's fifteen zhang. Li Ruoyu held the bone sword, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and the knife arm, a wound ran through from the shoulder to the abdomen. Yin Yibao's knife was cracked, and he was injured in the chest by Li Ruoyu's sword qi, the wound was one foot and five inches, and the blood soaked his clothes.

After a while, Yin Yi and Li Ruoyu glanced at each other, the same ruthless person, the same initiator, both of them slowly retreated in opposite directions. Guarding each other and getting out of each other's attack range.

At this point in the battle, the two knew that if they continued to fight, most of them would end up together. Then, no matter what the reason, I can't continue to work hard. Although Li Ruoyu still hesitated, whether it was right or wrong to let him go like this, but the matter had come to this. Li Ruoyu can only take one step at a time.