A gust of wind came slowly, but it suddenly disappeared when it was near Zhai Ling and the man. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The man's sword was still against the tip of Zhai Ling's sword.

And the brilliant flame before had disappeared, and a gentle sword intent spread everywhere.

This is the best sword Zhai Ling has ever played!

The man's pupils widened slightly, and the contempt and ridicule he had before disappeared in an instant.

Sword intent?

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, when Zhai Ling was in the "fourth layer" of the spirit gathering, he had already displayed his sword intent.

Even if the man still wants to kill Zhai Ling in the end, at this moment, he still has to praise Zhai Ling's talent for being so good.

It's just because even if his cultivation is now high and he has reached the ninth layer of the Spirit Gathering Period, he is still in a situation where he is separated by a thin line for sword intent.

The dense sword intent was born from the moment the firelight disappeared, and the soft aura that had originally remained in the air suddenly became a killing intent.

Like a stinger stimulating a man's skin, the moment the killing intent appeared, the man's expression had already changed.

The solemnity in the corner of his eyes gradually spread as the sword in his hand drew an arc.

Really!

The moment Zhai Ling's long sword, which was already somewhat damaged, stabbed out, there was an invisible force that flicked off the man's blade.

The cold sword intent of the slaughter enveloped every bit of energy, like thousands of fine raindrops, turning into countless sharp small swords towards the man's cage.

Never underestimate a cultivator who can unleash sword intent.

The man knew what he meant, and his whole body was full of aura, and in an instant, the dense energy turned into an invisible wall of qi, forcibly resisting the countless attacks and killings from the outside world.

Jingling!

Jingling!

......

The sound of the impact was endless, and the momentum of the attack disappeared the next moment it splashed.

This wall of qi, which is constantly stored by men with spiritual energy, is also trembling all the time.

If he exhausted his aura one step ahead of Zhai Ling, then the outcome could be imagined. Still, it seems that men are not worried about this.

In his opinion, Zhai Ling's cultivation was no more than the appearance of the fourth layer of Gathering Spirits, and he had already reached the height of the ninth layer of Gathering Spirits, and he believed that his aura would definitely be more than Zhai Ling's.

Definitely!

Zhai Ling's hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly turned, and the entire sword momentum was condensed together, and the ghostly figure suddenly appeared, and the whole person seemed to turn into a majestic long sword, stabbing directly at the man in front of him.

The man's face changed suddenly, he never thought that Zhai Ling at this time could still make such an explosive sword move.

With a loud cry in his mouth, the soles of his feet shook, and he stomped on the ground that was shattered into a puddle of debris, and stabbed out a sword in the same way.

With strong energy, he forcibly opened a passage in this place shrouded in sword intent.

There was a bang.

In an instant, the two didn't seem to have made contact with each other at all.

However, the air that exploded was like a pair of invisible palms, slapping towards Zhai Ling and the others.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood arrows spewed out, and Zhai Ling's face was painful like a bird with broken wings and flew backwards.

The man on the opposite side just took two steps back with a pale face, and the qi wall in front of him also seemed a little looming, and the originally clean and neat clothes also became sloppy at this moment, and the slightly scattered hair made the man look a little hideous.

The confrontation just now was a huge drain for the two of them.

"Hehe!" The man looked at Zhai Ling on the ground, and let out a chuckle in his mouth, like a kind of emotion for the rest of his life, "I have to admit that I did underestimate you before! However, the ending is still the same!"

The moment the words fell, the man's sword moved, and the dust raised was burned by the blazing breath in an instant.

This originally ordinary sword split into several sword shadows in the next moment, and it was obvious that the man's methods were completely inconsistent with the emotions he was showing.

Maybe cutting Zhai Ling with a thousand knives is what men really want!

Zhai Ling, who stood up in an instant, carried the long sword with more and more cracks, but there was no trace of panic and worry on his face.

But the blood that spilled from the corners of his mouth from time to time still revealed the fact that he was injured.

It's just that he didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and Zhai Ling made a decisive move again.

But it's not as straight as before.

The long sword in his hand was also separated from Zhai Ling's right hand for the first time, stabbing at the man like an off-string arrow.

However, under this dense shadow of the sword, this attacking long sword seemed so insignificant.

Once again, a sneer appeared at the corner of the man's mouth.

The hand gripping the hilt of the sword was not frightened to let go of the long sword thrown by Zhai Ling, but stabbed faster.

And Zhai Ling was not without movement at the moment when he threw the long sword, and his feet shook, kicking up a layer of mud and dust, and quickly surged around the man.

Although the mud and dust had turned into nothingness the moment he touched the man's sword shadow, Zhai Ling didn't care.

At this moment, the long sword of Zhai Ling that attacked was so useless, and it undoubtedly passed by the man.

The meaning of the man's ridicule is even more obvious!

However, Zhai Ling also smiled!

When the man's sword was only less than a foot away from Zhai Ling, the long sword that passed by suddenly turned around, as if it was held by an invisible hand, and stabbed the man's back in the heart.

Suddenly, the man's hair was cold!

Maybe he would have killed Zhai Ling one step earlier, but the sword that came from behind him might also kill him.

He would not allow such a risky move!

The sword shadow swept away, and there was a crisp sound!

Zhai Ling's sword suddenly really shattered.

However, at this moment, three sounds of breaking the air quickly amplified in the man's ears.

It was finally time for Zhai Ling's hidden weapon that had been hidden in the shadows for a long time to appear.

The man was also very responsive.

However, since Zhai Ling had calculated all this, how could he not have thought of this scene!

Zhai Ling never thought about the result of directly killing the man, so the three hidden weapons that attacked were scattered and stabbed at the man's three life gates.

Of course, Zhai Ling didn't stay where he was to watch the play, he stepped out and blasted away with a fiery fist.

It's another instant!

This time it's over!

Zhai Ling flew out upside down first, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with more blood, soaking through the white collar, and there was also an extra blood mouth on his shoulder, and half of the white clothes were soaked with blood.

But this time, the man of the ninth layer of the Gathering Spirit also flew upside down, and even the long sword in his hand was knocked away to other places.

A bloody hole had appeared in the wrist and left leg knee, and there was a blazing breath around the wound, and the flesh and blood had more black marks.

Obviously, this was the place that Zhai Ling had just attacked.

The man with his hair slowly struggled, looked at Zhai Ling, who had already stood up with a cold face, and said with a somewhat distorted face: "You dare to hurt me!

Perhaps because he couldn't accept such a fact, the man's words seemed illogical, and his expression became more and more excited.

"Does it make sense?" Zhai Ling spoke, although there was a feeling of weakness, but it was unusually cold.

This time's answer made the man's face stunned for a moment, and when he saw that his sword had been held by Zhai Ling, he slowly looked up into Zhai Ling's eyes.

Cold, without a hint of hesitation!

A sudden wave of emotion arises!

Will you really die?

Does all of this really make sense?

I don't know, and I don't have time to think about it!

Zhai Ling has already stepped forward with a sword, and this time it is the real sword to seal his throat!

Perhaps all the meaning is put into this sword!

Swish!

Laugh at!

The man's panic exploded instantly, flooded with splashing blood, but when he was dying, he laughed cruelly: "There will be someone with me......!" Huh!"

Zhai Ling, who was out of strength, also collapsed to the ground in an instant.

If it weren't for the fact that he got the memory of Li Ruoxie at a critical moment, then this time he was really fierce and unlucky.

It was also fortunate that the other party once thought that he only had the cultivation of the fourth layer of Gathering Spirits.

However, Zhai Ling knew very well that this time he was able to burst out of his sword intent, more because of the outbreak in a hurry.

If Zhai Ling wanted to fully grasp this perfect sword intent instead of the current point, then his fusion with that memory would have to step up.

VOV (maybe a chapter today~~~)