The most shocked and unbelieving is naturally Qi Mei.

He subconsciously said that if one or two swords couldn't deal with Lin Yi, he would need more swords.

So the swords in the sword pit in the dungeon behind him scrambled to fly out, like soldiers crawling out of a grave, wanting to gain strength and fight again.

However, the faster he swords, the less time he had to devote more True Yuan to these swords.

Although he felt that he could endlessly generate the true element and fight endlessly, every time he condensed the true element, it would definitely take time.

If you don't have enough time, you don't have enough strength.

So fast is useless for Lin Yi.

Although these swords all have unique vitality powers, some are cold and piercing, some are scorching abnormal, some have a breathtaking vibration, and some are silent, but in the final analysis, the power of these swords comes from the unique vitality in Zhen Yuan and Qi Mei's body.

The strength is insufficient, for him, these swords are not much different from those flying swords on the battlefield, and they are not as threatening as the qi swords that Qi Mei used to condense with half of the True Yuan before.

He flew or shot down every sword that came his way, and he didn't even skimp on the mercury in his body.

Because at this time, for him, the unique vitality that is like a silver thread in his perception is the most important.

As this silver-like vitality in his body grew, the more he felt relaxed and powerful.

The flying swords became easier and easier to deal with.

He naturally let go of the black-gray long sword in his hand like a cloudy cloud, and then reached out and grasped the sword he liked in his senses.

This is a pale cyan sword, the color of the sword body is like the color of the clean pond water in Jiankang City, and this sword is the strongest sword of all swords to annihilate the true yuan.

Because the natural elimination of the true element is the strongest, when this sword flies, the true element power contained in it is not strong.

So naturally, he easily plucked the sword from the air and held the hilt, just like picking flowers and breaking branches.

Qi Mei's face became more and more pale.

Looking at this image, he finally returned to the real world from his mad anger and blinding hubris, and he felt a slight tingling in his meridians.

It was hard for him to understand the feelings.

Because after continuously trying the limit of his true element strength to the maximum at the beginning, his true element condensation and gushing were within the range of relative restraint.

But in the next moment, he finally understood why.

The Immortal Divine Element in his body was constantly disappearing.

Since it is called immortal, it means that it exists almost eternal, and will not be easily erased, let alone dissipate for no reason.

He sensed the immortal divine elements that were supposed to return to his body with the attraction of the vitality but disappeared, and in an instant, he was sure that these immortal divine elements were devoured by the young man in the sword rain.

"You ......"

He stretched out a finger and volleyed at Lin Yi, who was still concentrating on dealing with those swords.

He was terrified.

Controlling the sword array was originally much more difficult than controlling a single flying sword, and his mood fluctuated too violently at this time, and this sword array naturally scattered and could no longer take shape.

Countless sneering air currents rang out from all the swords that were still flying in the air.

It was as if the swords had just gained life, and then they quickly lost their lives, and all the swords fell to the ground in an instant.

Countless metal clangs and the sound of the tip of a sword cutting into the stone ground rang out.

"You lied to me... You are deliberately provoking me so that you can take my Divine Element!"

The moment these swords fell to the ground, he finally reacted completely and screamed in fear.

Lin Yi did not respond to his words.

All the swords in front of him suddenly lost their power, and at this time, Qi Mei was terrified, and in the duel of cultivators, this was the best time to launch a counterattack.

There was a thud.

A cloud of dust rose from under his feet, and the rubble shattered by the sword qi was like a cloud of mist churning out from beneath him.

At the same time, his body instantly moved forward at a terrifying speed, passing through the air currents that were still scattering in front of him.

His body collided with these air currents, and a large amount of salmergin vibrated out of his skin, rapidly retracting, and quickly incorporating those silver filaments of vitality into his body.

Qi Mei screamed.

Looking at Lin Yi, who had rushed to him in an instant, he had even completely lost the courage to fight, and in the strange scream, the true yuan under his feet gushed out, and fled directly towards the hall behind him.

Lin Yi didn't hesitate, he threw the pale cyan sword in his hand directly towards Qi Mei's back.

There was a crackling sound.

This sword was no less than the speed it came, directly like lightning striking Qi Mei's vest!

Qi Mei was in great fear, he even forgot that this hall was also a dead end at this time, he just subconsciously felt that this hall had more of his own layout, and it was the place he was most familiar with in the past twenty years, and fighting in it would at least have a few more chances of winning.

He sensed the killing intent of the sword behind him, and he didn't think much about it, and subconsciously brushed his backhand towards the sword.

The pure and rich True Yuan gushed out like essence between his palms and fingers, and in his mind, this sword would naturally be knocked out by his True Yuan.

However, where the sword light fell, a pool of blood light bloomed.

The five fingers of his right hand were like fresh turnips off his palm, and they fell very simply on the stone ground behind him.

A terrible howl of pain burst out of his throat.

It was only at this time that he thought that this sword was called "Pingtian", and this was the sword that could best eliminate the power of the True Yuan among all the swords collected by the ancestors of the Hidden Sword Mountain Sect who loved to collect famous swords in the past countless years.

There was a thud like thunder.

The stone ground not far behind him was sunken down, and countless gravel flew around, and Lin Yi had already reached behind him.

Lin Yi also had a sword in his hand.

Taking advantage of the fact that this person's movements were slightly slower because of the injury, Lin Yi naturally slashed at the back of the person's neck with a sword.

At this time, the sword in Lin Yi's hand was extremely bright, as if there was a shiny mercury flowing on the sword, this sword was called "Devouring Yuan", and it was also a famous sword that specialized in breaking the true yuan.

Even if this sword's ability to annihilate the true element and that Pingtian can't be compared, how can Qi Mei, who has already cut off his five fingers, dare to take this sword hard.

He roared fiercely, turned around in the midst of the retreat, and spewed out a mouthful of true yuan at Lin Yi's sword in the midst of his roar.

Countless swirling gray yuan qi suddenly appeared around the true yuan that erupted from his mouth, instantly condensing into a crystal qi sword.

With a bang, the sword in Lin Yi's hand was shaken open.

It's just that Lin Yi never relies on True Yuan to fight, and since he is already close, he will not appear True Yuan like ordinary cultivators, and his offensive will not stop easily.

He himself was jumping in the air at this time, so even if the long sword in his hand was shaken open, and even his body was shaken and deflected, but it was extremely natural, and his kick kicked out, hitting the body with eyebrows.

Rumble!

Qi Mei was kicked out by him like a wooden pillar, and slammed into the glacier in this dungeon.

Clicks....Countless piercing cracks rang out at the same time.

Qi Mei's body was like a stone that was directly kicked into the glacier by him, splashing countless ice gravel!