If you don't breathe well, it will be even more difficult to mobilize the true element.

True Yuan travels between the meridians, wanting to pour into the lungs to shatter those "moss", just like two sharp swords killing in one's lungs, and the final result may be to leave many wounds in one's own lungs.

Sensing the dark power that fell on Li Moxiao's body, Bai Yuelu did not hesitate at all, her left hand was raised, and a silver light burst out from her fingertips, which was about to be patted on Li Moxiao's back.

"Don't. ”

However, at this moment, Li Moxiao shook his head at her.

Bai Yuelu was a little surprised, her brows furrowed slightly, but she still withdrew her hand.

At this time, Li Moxiao couldn't breathe, he just said these two words to her, and there were already two strange shades of purple on his face, as if he had experienced the baptism of sun and wind cold on the plateau, but Li Moxiao's eyes revealed a strange kind of resoluteness and solemnity.

There was a soft "poof".

The woman in red's long waterfall hair fluttered slightly, and her flying sword swung in mid-air with a circle of substantial ripples, and then suddenly disappeared, obviously flying out, but faster than the perception of Lin Yi and the others, and instantly disappeared from where it was hidden.

The Demon Sect member wearing a bamboo hat raised his head slightly, his shining eyes quietly swept over the figures of Lin Yi and Li Moxiao and others, and then he stretched out his left hand and landed behind his back, and a purple-black iron staff was slowly withdrawn from the package behind him.

The purple-black iron rod was tightly attached to the cultivator's backbone, and at this time he slowly pulled away, the rough surface of the purple-black iron rod rubbed against the tightly wrapped cloth, inexplicably exuding a cruel smell of blood, giving people the feeling that this demon sect member had pulled his spine out of his body inch by inch.

As the iron rod was withdrawn, his face under the cracked bamboo hat gradually became solemn, his body suddenly stopped, and his feet sank directly into the ground in an incredible way.

In the next moment, his body turned into a blurred shadow, and the purple-black iron rod in his hand shook strangely with the attention of his true yuan.

This Demon Sect member calmly moved forward, the body of this special black iron rod shook irregularly, as if it had become a living creature that was not under his control, he swung the staff and struck, it was very simple, there was no move at all, but even he himself didn't know the movement of his staff, and he didn't know where the tip of the staff would hit in the next moment, which became the most unpredictable move.

The flow of the wand and the overflowing true yuan with the swaying of the wand made it even more difficult for Lin Yi to perceive the specific movement of the tip of his wand, but for him, the hand of this Demon Sect member holding this iron staff was real, and the signs of this hand were clear and clear.

He was not intimidated by the strength and demonic weapons of this Divine Mind Realm opponent, and looking at the overwhelming momentum, there was no trace of emotion on his face, and he was extremely calm. Instead of retreating, he moved forward.

Smack.

When several staff shadows fell, Lin Yi's figure had already disappeared under the shadow of the staff, and the powerful force hit the air, this purple-black iron rod was still a few feet away from the ground, and there was no real contact with the ground at all, but the powerful energy carried on it instantly smashed a pit on the ground, causing the soil and gravel to leave the ground one after another, and splash upward.

The power of the Divine Mind Realm is on full display.

It's just that this Demon Sect subordinate has more unexpected emotions in his heart.

Lin Yi's footwork is very wonderful, and the most important thing is that even the perception is stronger than that of ordinary cultivators in the Heavenly Realm.

As for the next sword light, it didn't surprise him much.

Because just based on the previous performance of this young Southern Dynasty cultivator, he already knew that the other party was Lin Yi, the leader of the right banner of the Tie Ce Army, who had been famous before.

Since it was Lin Yi, it was also the most normal thing for the subtle tricks in the Cold Knife Crazy Sword to appear at this time.

......

An extremely cold sword light fell on his wrist holding the staff.

The biggest difference between low-level cultivators and high-level cultivators is not only strength, but also speed.

This speed is the speed of countless aspects, such as the speed of the true element gushing, such as the reaction, such as the speed of perception... Therefore, in the face of Lin Yi's counterattack, this Demon Sect member only made a slight adjustment.

He withdrew his hand slightly.

In this way, the knife that had fallen on his wrist would be slammed into his iron rod.

It was just a slight change in the time like this, and in Lin Yi's perception, an iron mountain appeared directly before his blade.

He had been preparing for the other party's changes, so at this time, he still maintained enough calm, and his sword posture also changed.

His blade also turned slightly, sliding down the edge of this iron mountain, still cutting into the five fingers of this Demon Sect member.

If a cultivator who has changed his mind is in the situation that he misses the blow and is counterattacked by him like this, in the face of such a knife from him, I am afraid that in the next moment, the fingers will detach from the palm of the hand like a ripe fruit, and they will fall one after another.

However, this Demon Sect member is a powerhouse of the Divine Mind Realm.

He didn't even need to think about the other party's possibilities in advance like Lin Yi, he just needed to see the move.

At the moment when the sword light was about to make contact with his fingers, a large amount of true yuan in his body had quickly passed through the meridians in his body and erupted from his palm.

The posture of his fingers holding the body of the staff did not even change in the slightest, but a large amount of True Yuan was condensed into an extremely tough sheet between his palm and the body of the staff, rushing against Lin Yi's knife.

When there was a bang.

The Demon Sect subordinate let out a low shout, and his feet sank into the ground, but his entire body did not shake in the slightest as if it were cast in iron.

Lin Yi snorted, he was directly repelled by the majestic force, even the cloth belt that bound his hair was scattered, and his hair fluttered back wildly.

Traces of his hair fluttered in front of the eyes of this Demon Sect subordinate, his gaze was as calm as a mirror, and his right hand stretched out from his sleeve.

Previously, he directly drew the cane with his left hand, and everyone subconsciously thought that he was left-handed, but when his right hand was stretched out, everyone saw that his right hand was actually a congenital disability, a little small compared to his left hand, and the phalanges of the five fingers were somewhat atrophied and clumped together.

It's just that the sense of power emanating from his disabled right hand is just as palpitating.

A sword light swirled around his wrist.

This is a soft sword, the sword light is swirling, shaking in circles in the air, the speed is amazing, and it instantly chases towards Lin Yi, who is retreating.

Bai Yuelu's breathing was sudden, and even she felt that it was impossible for Lin Yi to avoid such a sword.

Moreover, the tip of this sword light was Lin Yi's throat, which was a vital part that the Heavenly Treasure Clothes could not cover.

Cultivators fight, often for a moment.

Lin Yi bowed his head and raised his arms, even if he made such a move, he felt that he might not be able to block such a sword.

However, at this moment, the sword light of this Demon Sect subordinate suddenly paused.

In the calm eyes under the bamboo hat, a look of shock suddenly appeared.

The flow of true yuan in his body was a little sluggish.

Because in some of the meridians in his body, some small stones seemed to suddenly appear.

The stones accumulate more and more, and the torrent washes up and gradually slows down.

Poof.

The sword light stabbed on Lin Yi's arm.

Lin Yi shouted, and a violent sword light suddenly ignited in his other hand!

A muffled bell ringing.

For the first time, the body of this Demon Sect subordinate shook violently, and his sword couldn't hold it, and it flew out of his hand!

The bamboo hat swayed up and down as if floating on the waves, this Demon Sect subordinate narrowed his eyes slightly, and at this time his gaze did not fall on Lin Yi's body, but on Li Moxiao behind Lin Yi.

Li Moxiao's body was also shaking violently, he still couldn't breathe, and even his face was already purple, but he bit his lips tightly, a kind of qi that made this Demon Sect subordinate feel weird, but traced back to the True Yuan Channel connected to Li Moxiao, and stabbed into his body.

Those true elements that appeared in his body like stones came from Li Moxiao's counterattack.

Looking at such a change, Bai Yuelu's frowning brows relaxed slightly.

At this moment, there was a piercing crack behind her, and the flying sword of the woman in red, which was hidden, finally revealed its hideousness, and flew out at a terrifying speed under the roof tiles under the eaves behind her.