"It seems that Lin Chuyun is going to lose, but it's a pity, he still hasn't survived thirty rounds!" the person who opened the game sighed in the crowd.

"Sure enough, with the bonus of internal strength, Senior Brother Lu's swordsmanship is much stronger, and Senior Brother Lin was able to fight with him for more than 100 rounds that day, all because he couldn't use internal strength. Everyone sighed and shook their heads.

In fact, Lin Chuyun's swordsmanship has already convinced everyone, and I have seen this little junior brother improve his skills to this point in a very short period of time, and the future will be unlimited, but at present, Lu Zhijing's internal strength is stronger, which makes Lin Chuyun breathless, and it is understandable, everyone is already happy and convinced of Lin Chuyun, and they also feel a little regretful, after all, it is only a little bit.

And Lu Zhijing's plan to humiliate him is probably going to be in vain.

Even if this little junior brother didn't go through thirty rounds.

"Eh, it's a pity, it's just one trick. This little junior brother Lin Chuyun is really extraordinary, no wonder the master in charge will say: There are talented people in the country, and in less than five years, I am afraid that this kid's skills will surpass you and me. Li Yixian said to Wu Feng and Feng Yichen beside him.

"That's true, to be able to improve the internal strength to the third level of Yunlan Divine Skill in less than two months, except for genius, I don't know how to describe it, it seems that there are successors to our Lingyun Sect!" Wu Feng also smiled.

"Yes, it's a pity, Senior Brother Lu is too anxious, too harsh on the little junior brother, this little junior brother, it's really a little worse, Rao is so, I think, his talent in swordsmanship is much higher than the three of us, at this moment, he is already a steady senior brother Lu, if it weren't for the internal strength, it would still be a breath away......" Feng Yichen also sighed.

"Let's go, this competition is over. Li Yixian shook his head helplessly and turned around to leave.

At this time, only Han Yang's eyes were still staring at Lin Chuyun.

Suddenly, between Lu Zhijing and Lin Chuyun, who were in a stalemate, Lu Zhijing felt a strong force coming from Lin Chuyun's sword in an instant, shaking his arm numb, as if a lightning bolt hit him.

And Lin Chuyun was the same, but he felt that his body was shocked, and a breath broke through the eight desolations around him, and there seemed to be some faint pain in his body, but he felt a wonderful power.

Lu Zhijing was shocked and took two steps back, his eyes were no longer angry, but frightened: "What......? It can't be, it can't be, it's absolutely impossible......"

Lin Chuyun stood up, his eyes full of determination.

"Yunlan Divine Skill, Fourth Layer?" Lu Zhijing's tone trembled when he said this.

"What?" When Li Yixian, who was far away, heard this, they all turned around in unison.

"The fourth layer of Yunlan Divine Skill, how did he do it?" Everyone who was watching the battle had already refreshed their cognition.

And at this moment, looking at Lin Chuyun on the stage, Han Yang's mouth showed an indescribable smile.

Lin Chuyun shook the long sword, and the sword buzzed in the wind: "Senior Brother Lu, let the horse come over!"

This is the second time he has said this, but at this moment, he doesn't want to be so urgent when he said this for the first time, and the calmness and confidence on his face made Lu Zhijing shudder.

"This young man, is he a freak?" Wu Feng was also surprised.

"The fourth layer of Yunlan Divine Skill, less than two months? Hahaha, senior brother, you and I are mortals. Feng Yichen laughed.

The three of them had already turned around and turned back again, and their eyes continued to return to the two who were facing each other in the center of the field.

Lu Zhijing on the field swallowed his saliva and calmed down a little, as if realizing that the kid who was fighting against him in front of him was by no means an ordinary person.

However, it is still possible to do this? It is difficult to ride a tiger, so I have to fight hard.

Lu Zhijing's long sword was shaken, and he joined Lin Chuyun in a short battle.

Lin Chuyun sneered, the swordsmanship was completely unleashed, although his internal strength was not as good as Lu Zhijing, but at this moment the difference was not as much as before, Lin Chuyun had the blessing of the Lingyun Divine Sword and the Ghost Sword Technique, especially the three-day feeding moves with the sword ghost, which made him benefit a lot for life, and the moves in the swordsmanship at this moment were enough to smooth out the difference with Lu Zhijing's internal strength.

I saw Lin Chuyun's long sword move, the internal force came out of the dantian, and the breath traveled through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and on the ordinary unbladed iron sword, there seemed to be a faint red true qi like fire.

The people outside the arena were already silent, they were stunned by what was happening in front of them, at this moment, no matter how incredible Lin Chuyun did, they would not feel impossible.

The sword moves are wandering, the two of them are all clever moves, although Lu Zhijing has cowardice in his heart, but the sword moves in his hand are still sharp, after all, Lin Chuyun still has a gap in skill with him, if it is impossible to win, it is also nonsense.

Unknowingly, the two of them have gone for another hundred rounds, and those wonderful tricks have feasted everyone's eyes. Many people don't expect to reach the height of Lingyun Patriarch, and they don't even dare to imagine the skill of Zhao Changfeng, just hoping to reach the situation of the two in front of them, which is enough.

But seeing Lin Chuyun's body stretched out in the air, the sword danced in a big circle in the air, and then five swords were slashed in a row, stabbing in the five directions in front of him, this move had already forced Lu Zhijing into a desperate situation.

"It's a ...... of the wind," someone exclaimed.

This move is ten thousand points, that day Lu Zhijing was in Lin Chuyun's mountain disciple martial arts test duel, once forced Lin Chuyun to retreat with one move, the offensive and defensive momentum was easy, and at this moment Lin Chuyun used it, a few more charmingly power, these five swords stabbed out in a row, the strength of the pure, the stability of the wrist, the sharpness of the tip of the sword, as if stabbing five fallen leaves that were flying.

Lu Zhijing knew that this sword, Lin Chuyun made it even more powerful than he did back then.

is not only the addition of internal strength, but in terms of swordsmanship alone, he can't match Lin Chuyun.

Of course, what he didn't know was that Lin Chuyun had added some of the essence of the ghost sword technique to these sword moves, and with Lin Chuyun's sword technique, it seemed to be more ghostly and ghostly than anyone else's Lingyun Divine Sword.

Before this move was finished, Lin Chuyun's wrist flicked, and another trick had already been used, Lu Zhijing saw the sword flowers flying in front of him, the true qi was turning, and there was no power to parry in his hand, and he suddenly felt a shock from the tiger's mouth in his hand, and his long sword intersected with Lin Chuyun's iron sword, just hitting the key where he couldn't use his strength.

A slender iron sword flew in the air like this, under the backdrop of falling leaves, in the sassy west wind, like a lonely bird, in the cold and exhaustion, slowly falling.

With a "bell", the long sword landed on the stone slab in the courtyard of the disciple's hall, making a crisp sound.

When Lu Zhijing looked at it again, Lin Chuyun's iron sword was already against his chest.