With a blow of anger, it turned out to be fruitless. Wei Cong fell silent and looked at the enemy again. Or maybe it's an adversary!

This Lin Yi is just a cultivation in the early stage of Jindan, how can he have such amazing strength! That fierce and strange momentum, fierce and fierce killing intent, I am afraid that the cultivation in the middle stage of Jindan is nothing more than this! And the strength of his muscles and bones and the strength of his strength are only seen among monks!

The flying sword was circling in front of him, and the sword body was unharmed, which made Wei Cong feel at ease. And in the first encounter, he didn't take advantage of anything, which made him inevitably ashamed. Hmph! Don't think that you can go around with an iron rod! Monks compete with each other, and in the end it is a competition of cultivation! I'll show you what it means to be a master!

When Wei Congyu was ruthless in his heart, the person who confronted him with a foreign minister was also eager to try!

His eyes swept over the iron rod in his hand, and a brand-new sword mark on it was shocking, but Lin Yi was still determined! For the first time, he faced a master in the late stage of Jindan, and he came so hard, and there was no imaginary rout. Except for a slight soreness in his arm, he was unharmed.

If an ordinary monk is caught in this black mist, he is afraid that he will be restrained and killed! After Lin Yi's "Ascending Dragon Decision" 'Spirit Dragon Formula' became small, there seemed to be two golden pills in the sea of qi. And that Dragon Pill is the extreme of positive yang, and it is already an existence beyond this realm, how can he be afraid of this yin and evil qi.

When his fist had the weight to speak, Lin Yi's fighting spirit was great! He picked up the iron rod again, and as soon as his body moved, he pounced, and shouted in his mouth: "Wei Cong, come again-"

The shadow of a black stick is like a dark cloud pressing down on the top. Wei Cong snorted coldly, and instead of backing down, he reached out and grabbed it, and a golden dragon four or five zhang long came out of his arm. His flying sword took advantage of the situation and slashed towards Lin Yi like a bolt of lightning.

Seeing that the other party sacrificed the Zhengyang Golden Dragon Hand, Lin Yi, who was in mid-air, did not hesitate, and the moment the iron rod in his hand roared down with the sound of the wind, a flame flew out from his arm, and then turned into a red gold flame dragon five or six zhang long. With a low and soul-stirring dragon groan, one gold and one red, the two dragon shadows collided together in an instant.

At the same time, Wei Cong's flying sword came first, and he had already rushed to Lin Yi's front one step ahead. And the latter smashed the iron rod down regardless of it, but opened his mouth and spewed out a sword light-

With a loud sound, Wei Cong's face changed slightly. His magic weapon, the flying sword, was castrated quickly, but it was blocked by a golden sword spit out by the opponent. And the swift iron rod reached the top of his head—

Wei Cong's face was gloomy, and he refused to take a step back. It would be a shame to take half a step back against a kid in the early stage of Jindan! His eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth and squirted out something again. And his hands refused to be idle, and when the sleeves of his robe flicked, three sword lights flew away-

The iron rod in his hand was about to smash on Wei Cong's head, and a square tripod the size of a zhang suddenly stopped in front of him. In the midst of the lightning and flint, three flying swords attacked from above, middle, and bottom. I wanted to bully people with my strength, but in a blink of an eye, I became a tiger. At the critical moment, Lin Yi's eyes flashed red, and the Xuantian shield on his body came out of his body, his arms exerted ten percent of his strength, and his body brought up a dragon shadow, and he shouted violently: "Uh-" The moment his shouting was about to start, there was another "boom-" sound, followed by the sound of "dang, dang, dang".

The iron rod smashed on Fang Ding, and in the deafening roar, Lin Yi turned back a few times, but he still couldn't avoid the attack of the flying sword, and was blocked by the Xuantian Shield.

And although the Fang Ding was blocking the ferocious iron rod, it fell down with a "buzz-" sound, and then changed into a palm-sized appearance, and was caught by Wei Cong with his hand. I was slightly stunned, and my mind was inexplicably in a trance. He suddenly came back to his senses in shock, and then scolded angrily—

"Damn, you dare to confuse my mind and destroy my Zhengyang Ding......"

Zhengyang Ding is the exclusive thing of Zhengyang Sect. Originally, there were only five of them, which were owned by the pavilion masters of one peak and four pavilions, which was really a rare magic weapon for self-defense, and how could it be easily destroyed. But the swarthy Xiaoding is still the same, but the mana is damaged, and I am afraid that it will be cultivated in the golden pill for a few days.

Wei Cong felt sorry for his Zhengyang Ding, but Lin Yi, who rolled up and fell, was helpless. After the Xuantian Shield blocked the blow of the incoming flying sword, it had already shattered, and the Golden Dragon Sword and the Red Golden Flame Dragon had a slight upper hand, but it was difficult to win for a while.

Seeing that the other party withdrew the flying sword and the golden dragon hand in a daze, Lin Yi took advantage of the situation to stand still on his feet. The Xuanjin iron rod in his hand was replaced by a golden dragon sword, and he suddenly gasped.

No matter how ferocious the iron rod is, it is difficult to shake the foundation of Wei Cong. I wanted to use the power of the 'Phantom Pupil' to take the opportunity to sneak attack, but it was still in vain. This is the reason why there is too much difference in each other's cultivation! Lin Yi has a deep understanding of this. If you use brute force like this, you will only get tired and lie down. And if it is about magic powers, he is a monk in the early stage of Jindan, and he is not as famous as a master in the late stage of Jindan. If this continues, the situation is not optimistic.

When Lin Yi was secretly thinking about himself, Wei Cong was stunned. In a few rounds, he didn't take advantage of it. And what other means the other side has is not yet known, if you want to win and kill it, I am afraid it will take a lot of trouble! Is this still a monk in the early stage of Jindan? How can it be so tricky! However, today is a rare opportunity, and we must not give up!

A master in the late stage of Jindan, a backward in the early stage of Jindan, these two people fight, and there should be no suspense in the final victory. But it's not just one of them who doesn't want to stop there. Looking back at the entrance of the cave when he came, Lin Yi turned to Qiu Caiying and said, "It's better for you to leave this place, so as not to harm yourself!" As he spoke, the golden sword in his hand flickered, and suddenly turned into countless golden lights that flew out, and disappeared into all corners of the cave in the blink of an eye.

It is not difficult to get out of here, but Lin Yi still doesn't want to escape! This is the first real opponent he encountered when he returns to Great Xia, and he wants to fight with all his might! This is not to despise the opponent, but to see how strong he is! It's just that there are still fewer means to deal with the enemy.

Lin Yi's actions were abnormal, and the killing machine in the cave became more and more prosperous. With a little suspicion in his expression, after looking around, Wei Cong snorted coldly at the other party and said: "The golden dragon hand is a little weird, the magic weapon flying sword is quite good, the power of the Xuantian shield is acceptable, and the iron rod should be refined for Xuanjin, which can be regarded as hard." It's just that the cultivation you just performed is neither from the Zhengyang Sect, nor from the Xuantian Sect, nor from any of the Immortal Sects in Great Xia. I don't know what else you can do, but Wei is looking forward to it!"

Unconsciously, Wei Cong became cautious. Seeing that Qiu Caiying was still hesitating, he said a little impatiently: "You junior should be from Montenegro, right? Don't get in the way here, leave quickly!"

Hearing the sound, Qiu Caiying's eyebrows frowned slightly. His feet moved, but he abandoned the entrance of the cave and went straight to the black spring where the mist was surging. Surprisingly, she stepped on the spring water, and did not forget to hurriedly glance at Lin Yi.

Qiu Caiying disappeared into the spring, quite strange! In the cave, the remaining two confrontationists were unmoved, each staring at the other, ready to wait.

"Lin Yi, let Wei Mou see what else you are capable of!" As he spoke, the momentum on Wei Cong's body changed. His eyes were blazing, his green hair fluttering, and the flying sword hovering around him suddenly shone with dazzling light, and the entire cave was reflected in an instant.

The master of the later stage of Jindan must not be underestimated! This is the real guard!

Lin Yi's heart was dark, and his expression was solemn. He slowly raised the golden sword in his hand, and a violent momentum burst out. Then there was a faint flicker of golden light, and behind it appeared an illusory dragon head the size of a foot, hideous and vicious.

"Bang-" A slight explosion suddenly shattered the silence of the cave. Two different but powerful momentum collided together, and the black mist suddenly vanished. There is a lot of murder all around.

Hundreds of zhang deep under the Black Water Cliff, in this huge cave, a life-and-death battle is inevitable. And just when a pair of enemies were about to make a move, each other's expressions changed......