Rong Yi and Xiao Suxin's perception couldn't keep up with the speed of the gray sword shadow flying out of the mud, Wei Guanxing could, but he didn't feel that Lin Yi couldn't stop this sword, and he couldn't feel Lin Yi's real panic at this time, so he just watched quietly.

The gray sword shadow only jumped an inch on the ground, quietly hitting the soles of Lin Yi's feet.

Lin Yi was thinking of a funny joke, and the sword was stabbed into the bottom of his foot, so he really couldn't help laughing.

"You swordsmen, do you really like to sneak attack people's soles so much?"

His laughter rang out amid the rain and the sound of the flute.

No one responded.

When his laughter sounded, the hands of the brocade worshipper holding the flute had begun to tremble, and the flute could no longer be formed, but the face of the silver-clothed worshipper with a calm temperament and very elegant temperament also turned pale, and his body shook suddenly, and the wheels of the carriage he was in smashed into the mud at the same time.

It's smashing rather than trapping.

Because the violent concussion of his body was like a giant hammer smashing under him.

The four wheels made a heart-palpitating cracking sound, and the muddy water splashed and even brought the slightest sound of breaking through the air.

The tremor of his body came from his flying sword.

When Lin Yi laughed, the sword in his hand had already fallen on the gray sword shadow, and then, he stepped directly down with a fierce kick, slamming the flying sword that was still struggling on the ground and stepping into the dirt.

"How is that possible!"

The brocade cloth with the flute cried out in a lost voice.

His trembling voice mixed with the sound of a broken flute shuttling through the rain curtain looked extremely strange.

After all, the master of the gray flying sword beside him was calmer than him, and at this time, the flying sword that had lost his cultivation for many years only became heavier and his face became paler.

This elegant brocade-clothed worshipper thought in his heart at this time, his flying sword was broken in one blow, not only because this cultivator was completely unrestricted by the method of sonic shock true yuan, but also because his perception was able to keep up with his own sneak attack on this sword.

However, the biggest problem is that he was lucky, at the moment when he was slashed by the opponent's sword, he still wanted to forcibly control the flying sword, and still stabbed the soles of the opponent's feet, but the shoes worn by the other party were also difficult for the flying sword to enter.

He raised his head and looked at Lin Yi who was laughing very hard, he was a little incomprehensible at this time, this person was obviously a very powerful cultivator, and his swordsmanship was also exquisite and exquisite that he had never seen before, but why did he seem to be so afraid of flying swords?

Although it was only a momentary fight, he already faintly felt that Lin Yi seemed to be extremely afraid of flying swords, so even the shoes he wore were specially made.

It's a subtle intuition.

It's just that this intuition tends to be accurate.

Looking at Lin Yi in front of him, Rong Yi's heart was full of shame, but Xiao Suxin on the other side was completely relieved.

It seems that Lin Yi's strength and progress are far stronger than she imagined.

"Wonderful!"

Shen Kun was also stunned.

Even with his cultivation, the reason why he was quickly defeated by this red-clothed Taoist and captured before was because of the influence of that cultivator's flute. And the flying sword enshrined by another brocade is indeed extremely sinister, and it can only be perceived when it is close to him, which also causes him a lot of trouble.

However, these two worshippers joined forces, and it was so easy to be... Defeated?

"Don't you think it's fucked?" he was in a really good mood, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the red-clothed Taoist beside him.

The red-clothed Taoist didn't respond to his words, maybe he just felt that Shen Kun was too carried away at this time, so the red-clothed Taoist stood up.

As soon as he stood up, the carriage exploded.

The walls of the carriage were neatly shattered into palm-sized squares, scattered all around, and the cold rain fell on Shen Kun's face, drenching his smile to froze.

"Are you sick?"

Shen Kun looked at the red-clothed Taoist in a daze, "This carriage is not money?"

The red-clothed Taoist didn't look at him.

Not a single drop of rain fell on the red-clothed man.

The red robe on his body exuded a crystalline luster, pushing away all the wind and rain that hit him.

"Sure enough, it's the Divine Thought Realm..."

Lin Yi took a step back very carefully, and he got closer to Xiao Suxin and Rong Yi.

The eyes of the red-clothed Daoist did not fall on him, but on Wei Guanxing, who had always been very low-key.

"You and I fight. ”

This red-clothed Taoist from Tianxinguan looked at Wei Guanxing from afar, and said very simply: "You defeated me, I will let you take him away, if you are defeated in my hands, you should not force it anymore." ”

Wei Guanxing groaned slightly.

"No!" Lin Yi was categorical.

Shen Kun was even more stunned, although he didn't know who Lin Yi was, and he couldn't see Lin Yi's face, but he felt more and more that Lin Yi was very personal.

The red-clothed Taoist frowned slightly and glanced at Lin Yi.

He needed Lin Yi to give a reason not to go.

"Even if you can defeat him, it may not be easy, but as for the rest of you, they must not be our opponents. Lin Yi finally got the opportunity to have a good talk with the other party, and suddenly his eyebrows fluttered under the mask, and he was full of spirit: "If he entangles you, we can besiege you after we solve the battle, and our chances of winning are greatly increased, so you said that the two of you will decide the victory or defeat when you fight, this condition is obviously unfair." ”

"Where is the injustice?"

The red-clothed Taoist had excellent cultivation, smiled faintly, and said proudly: "What you want is a living Shen Kun, but we may not, now that he is in my hands, if I can't guarantee that he will be captured alive, if I think you can rob him, then it will be easy to kill him." It is impossible for you to leave with the living Shen Kun, not to mention that any of you will not suffer accidents. Do you think my proposal is not good? You don't care what I want, but these people holding Shen Kun are just ordering them to reincarnate and do things for others, and they must share life and death?"

Lin Yi was stunned for a moment and laughed, "It seems that what you said is very right and reasonable." ”

Wei Guanxing was very helpless and said, "It makes sense, it's just that you don't have confidence in me." ”

Lin Yi said softly: "Then do you have confidence?"

"Nope. Wei Guanxing was very simple, "Let's try it." ”

Lin Yi couldn't help but roll his eyes suddenly.

"In the face of a cultivator of the Divine Mind Realm of Heavenly Mind, who can have the confidence to win? Not to mention that he has been practicing for a longer period of time than me. Wei Guanxing said softly and calmly: "It's just that if you talk about the odds, I think I will still have more." ”

"Please. ”

It is rude to make people wait too much, not to mention that this red-clothed Taoist person's response is indeed very polite and reasonable, Wei Guanxing did not let this red-clothed Taoist wait long, he walked towards the barren field outside the official road.

The red-clothed Taoist nodded.

Then the battle between the gods began.

Lin Yi's heart moved, and at the same time that he sensed a true yuan surging in the body of the red-clothed Daoist, Wei Guanxing had just walked to the edge of the official road. The raindrops around him were still falling as usual, but suddenly brightened up, and the edges of the raindrops were no longer smooth and became extremely sharp.

(The last chapter told a joke that I have no brains, and there is also a layer of meaning that there are a few unknown creatures in the book review area that are brainless for the sake of spraying, and every time I keep belittling, I pull the same book to elevate it, which is too deliberate.) I also completely brainlessly said that my two or three thousand words of what subscription coins are the same as the 20,000 words of a certain book, the subscription system is automatic, not set by me, how many words should be as many vertical and horizontal coins, 5,000 words and 20,000 words are the same? There are also more than 200 chapters only 600,000 words... How many chapters and how many 10,000 words do you want? After boasting for a long time, when did I open the book? 600,000 words is a lot, right? Not to mention the past 10 years, how many words have I written in the last two years? How many words have you written in a long time? What level do you say? Quality, I don't argue, some people think cucumbers are easy to use, some people think bananas are easy to use, some people think eggplant is easy to use, some people like ham sausages, this is no standard, but there is at least a copyright pricing on the market, you are black all over the sky, blowing all over the sky, you can't afford to pay for the copyright, low or low, high or high, does it make sense. Then again, leave less tail to be attacked, even if you are rich and have a queue of private jets, I am used to living my small life, I will not compare with Ma Yun, I don't think he is easier than me, everyone has their own way of living, why bother yourself. Lao Wu is an old Jianghu who debuted in the past few years, and he has long been downplayed by the ups and downs, writing books quietly and taking care of his body, which is the current state. And these words are not to say that those book friends who really read books and like to urge changes, I don't dislike you urging changes, and I won't really play you JJ. I'm in a better hurry than you... I want to update it desperately. But how to spell it now, people are old and in poor health, and they have their own requirements for what they write. I don't want to exchange words for money. In addition, the current atmosphere is not the same as before, some young cultivators write 20,000 words a day, and now they update 4,000 or 5,000 words a day, or 100,000 words a month, which is too slow. Codewords really aren't that easy..... ）