The battle between the Divine Mind Realm still can't get rid of the restrictions of the true yuan, but in the middle of this thought, the true yuan reaches the other side of the river like a spring breeze moistening things silently, this feeling is like seeing a person draw a sword from a long distance now, but just after seeing it, that person's sword has rested on his neck.

The instant presence is the speed of divine thought.

Lin Yi's face was solemn.

The arrows shot by those archers before were too slow for him, but the speed at which Shen Nian invoked the True Yuan was too fast for him.

At such a speed, I am afraid that I can only react when I am on the verge of death.

Therefore, with this cultivation at this time, fighting with the cultivators of the Divine Mind Realm, it is only possible to fall into passivity, that is to say, he may not be killed soon, and he may be able to cause some trouble to the cultivators of the Divine Mind Realm, but relying on himself alone, I am afraid that he will not be able to pose a substantial threat to the cultivators of the Divine Mind Realm, unless the cultivator of the Divine Mind Realm is seriously injured and cannot make a full attack, or the true yuan is exhausted.

"No wonder it's called a demi-saint. ”

Although Lin Yi had seen the death of a Divine Mind Realm cultivator in Meishan before, it was also the first time he had seen the battle between Divine Mind Realm cultivators, and this clear sense of disparity made him feel awe.

It's just that he still has time to feel like this, but the Rong Yi and Xiao Suxin beside him are too late.

Before they could react, the raindrops outside Wei Guanxing's body that had become bright and the edges had become extremely sharp had already cut towards Wei Guanxing's body.

The sharp killing intent kept falling on Wei Guanxing's clothes, and then splashed to the ground.

The muddy ground instantly emitted countless sneering cutting sounds, and some straight sword marks sank deep into the ground, and were quickly covered in muddy water.

However, there was no change in Wei Guanxing's body.

There were no tears in his shirt.

Not even his complexion changed.

The red-clothed Daoist's brows furrowed slightly.

For cultivators like him and Wei Guanxing, such a picture that was already like a miracle to a low-level cultivator was just a temptation for the two of them.

The red-clothed Taoist has been practicing in Tianxinguan since he was a child, his age is much older than Wei Guanxing, and the time of cultivation is naturally longer than Wei Guanxing, his cultivation path is smooth before Shen Nian, and after Shen Nian, he has fallen into the kind of boring and lonely situation that Shen Nian realm cultivators will have, he has stayed in Shen Nian for many years, but now this opponent seems to have set foot in the realm of Shen Nian very early, and in terms of true yuan power, he is not inferior to him at all.

Leaving the official road only means that the other party is unwilling to be injured by mistake and unwilling to destroy the official road itself.

The red-clothed Daoist was unwilling to waste time, and when Lin Yi sensed the crazy flow of the true yuan in his body again, the figure of the red-clothed Daoist had disappeared from the carriage without four walls.

No one could see him clearly.

A huge hole was broken in the rain curtain, and a strong wind surged up from the carriage, seemingly blowing all the way up into the air, breaking through the clouds.

Bright light poured through the hole upwards, making the official road brighter.

When everyone unconsciously raised their heads, their eyes firmly attracted by this void, the next moment, another void had appeared above the wasteland in front of Wei Guanxing.

The figure of the red-clothed Taoist fell in that hollow.

At this time, there was a rumbling sound in the sky.

The red-clothed Taoist turned himself into a stone thrown into the air, and then smashed down like a meteorite.

A sword appeared in his hand.

This sword was only two feet long, but it was the same as the robe on his body, it was a bright blood red, and at this time, with the fierce concentration of the true yuan in his body, the light flame on the sword body writhed violently, and it really burned like a meteor.

Lin Yi's breathing paused.

Rong Yi and Xiao Suxin beside him, as well as everyone in the team except Shen Kun, also completely stopped breathing.

For those of them who are cultivators, it is difficult to put into words the momentum and power of this sword.

Wei Guanxing raised his head.

The clothes on his body trembled slightly, and his eyes reflected this sword light, as if they were burning.

It's just that his face is still calm and unusual.

A silver sword light rose from the ground.

Because it was too fast, when Lin Yi sensed this flying sword, this silver sword light had already brought countless turbulent sword qi.

In an instant, this silver flying sword collided with the sword in the hand of the red-clothed Daoist no less than a hundred times.

In the dull and rapid heart-pounding roar, the surging energy swept out like a hurricane towards the surrounding sky, causing the raindrops in this side of the world to completely scatter, flying out in all directions, and the rain seemed to stop.

The red-clothed Taoist snorted.

The continuous impact caused some damage to the meridians of his body in an instant.

He is so, and so is his opponent.

Just looking at Wei Guanxing, who was still as calm as ever, this red-clothed Taoist knew from the opponent's iron-blooded and powerful aura that the other party must have experienced more brutal strangulation than himself, and such a slight injury was insignificant to the other party, and could not even make any ripples in the other party's heart.

This is where the gap between him and the other party lies.

However, the battle between cultivators is definitely not about attacking their strengths with their own shortcomings.

He is a true disciple of Tianxinguan, which is the oldest cultivation place in the entire south, and the cultivation experience of countless generations of patriarchs has made the unique means of Tianxinguan far more than ordinary cultivation places.

The moment his body was instead struck by the force that flew upward, his left hand poked out from his sleeve.

Five thin red threads swam out of his left hand at an extremely fast speed, even faster than Wei Guanxing's flying sword.

Five extremely thin red threads fell on Wei Guanxing's body, instantly piercing his clothes, touching Wei Guanxing's skin, and then piercing Wei Guanxing's meridians, and then instantly blocking Wei Guanxing's true element operation.

The most dangerous moment for a practitioner who is good at using the flying sword is when the flying sword is not by his side.

However, Wei Guanxing's flying sword did not fly back at this time.

He still looked at the red-clothed Taoist calmly, but his flying sword accelerated in horror at this moment.

All the runes on the silver flying sword were dazzlingly bright, and this flying sword was like drawing countless starlight, hitting the face of the red-clothed Daoist.

The red-clothed Taoist simply closed his eyes, and the horizontal sword stopped in front of him.

There is only a fraction of a difference between life and death.

In his opinion, he was certainly faster than Wei Guanxing.

Even if it is a means to end up together, Wei Guanxing will not succeed.

However, the flying sword fell on his face, and a real force suddenly broke away from the sword and folded towards his left arm.

Bang!

A scattered red light lit up on his left arm.

The sleeve of his left arm was shattered, like countless red butterflies flying in the air.

His left arm was as smooth as white jade, exuding a layer of crystal light, without any scars, but the red sword pill he was holding in his left hand was eclipsed, and the five red sword filaments suddenly lost their strength and scattered in the air.

The heart of the red-clothed Daoist was instantly filled with incredible emotions, but his movements did not stop at all, and with a soft shout, a True Yuan in his body rushed into the Dao Sword held in his right hand.

A flaming sword light chased towards the silver flying sword.

Although the other party didn't know where he learned this kind of refractive sword qi separation method, he still left him enough opportunities to defeat this flying sword at this time by breaking his Tianxin Sword Silk Pill in the same way.

The powerful True Yuan power supported his body and forcibly swept out in the air, and the small red sword in his hand shook and flew out.

It is almost impossible for a cultivator of the Divine Mind Realm not to be able to fly a sword.

The flying of his body, coupled with the flying of this flying sword, shortened the time that the silver flying sword could react even more.

The red-clothed Daoist could be sure that Wei Guanxing would not have had time to give this silver flying sword more power.

However, at this moment, what he and everyone didn't expect, Wei Guanxing smiled faintly.

He held out his hand.

He had a white longbow in his hand.