"If we don't fight again, I'm afraid some people will think that you are releasing water. ”

Feeling the killing intent coming from Xie Yuan's body, Ling Yun was alert and didn't dare to be careless, but he didn't show it, and his face pretended to be leisurely.

"I'm just admiring the last expression of a dead man. Xie Yuan didn't care about Ling Yun's provocation.

"Then did you see what you wanted to see?" Ling Yun asked rhetorically.

Xie Yuan narrowed his eyes, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I only saw an arrogant fool who didn't know the height of the sky. ”

Ling Yun shrugged his shoulders: "Are you so sure you can eat me?" ”

As soon as he heard the words defeated by his subordinates, the temperature between the two dropped again, Xie Yuan lowered his head, so that Ling Yun couldn't see his expression, and snorted coldly: "If it weren't for those two sluts, you would have died in my hands in the last battle, how could you give you a chance to be tough today!"

The two sluts Xie Yuan said were naturally Bi Yuan and Bi Qing, if there was no Bi Yuan and Bi Qing joined forces to interfere, Ling Yun was indeed not Xie Yuan's opponent, but that was only under the premise that Ling Yun only showed his normal strength.

"Shine your sword. As if feeling the suppressed momentum coming from Xie Yuan's body, Ling Yun was no longer verbose, and his face became solemn.

When Xie Yuan raised his head, the surging True Yuan suddenly burst out of his body and converged in his hand, condensing into a black long sword.

"Condensation!" Seeing this scene, Ling Yun felt in his heart, in the world of Ling Yun's previous life, in the legends of the end of the law era, the highest realm of kendo was called no sword in his hand, and there was a sword in his heart. This statement may seem ethereal, but Ling Yun knows that they really exist, and there is no sword in his hand, and having a sword in his heart is not the end of the sword path, but the starting point. Ning Xiao Zhenyuan Condensing Sword, what he showed was this kind of magical power.

The five realms of the day after tomorrow, enlightenment, manifestation, merger, transformation, and psychic seem to be only one word apart, but there is a world of difference, and each stage is a watershed.

Enlightenment. When you find the sense of qi, you can absorb spiritual power and transform it into true yuan, which flows in the meridians and nourishes the body.

Manifestation, opening up the sea of qi, and the release of the true element, can overflow the true element package outside the body, but not too far. It is possible to expand the gang.

Heling, the true element is completely out of the body, and you can release some magical spells and truly step into the immortal path. Has the ability to kill people in the air.

The transformation of the spirit is the condensation of gas, turning the void into the real, and the true element has changed significantly. Both in power and quantity, there has been a substantial increase. And it can be changed at will and can be freely controlled.

As for psychic, literally, knowing spiritual power, integrating and penetrating, every gesture, the true element in the body is under my control, and the masters in the later stage of psychic will come into contact with the power of heaven and earth in the underworld, this power of heaven and earth is called the law, and in the words of sword cultivation, that is the sword intent, once there is a psychic master who has an epiphany, it will break through the shackles of the five realms of the day after tomorrow and reach the innate, of course, this is all an afterword, it is still too early to say at this time, and now what Ling Yun has to face is Xie Yuan, a master of the two realms of the spirit transformation that is higher than him.

Xie Yuan's transformation into a spirit, Lingyun's manifestation of a spirit, a difference of five small realms in the middle, plus Xie Yuan's sword cultivation, itself is an existence that can fight beyond the ranks, it can be said that Lingyun is equivalent to facing a master in the middle or even late stage of the transformation of the spirit, and the pressure can be imagined.

Without giving Ling Yun much time to think, Xie Yuan held the black sword in his hand and swung it at Ling Yun, and the black sword suddenly turned into a thick black mist and attacked Ling Yun from all directions.

When the black mist came, Ling Yun's eyes lit up, and a golden light suddenly gushed out from his body, and then his hair was washed up by the strong air flow brought by the golden light, and his hair, eyebrows, and pupils turned blood red in an instant.

All this is the effect of Ling Yun's transformation of the true yuan into the sword yuan, his body is bathed in golden light, this golden light is not gang qi, but sword qi, the black mist transformed by the black sword encounters this golden sword qi, and the attack is stagnant, and it can't go deep for half a minute.

"Huh!" Xie Yuan sighed lightly, in his opinion, even though Ling Yun, who was not even a combined spirit, was unparalleled in swordsmanship, his strength was there, and it stood to reason that he should be vulnerable, but the result was obviously beyond his expectations.

Ling Yun snorted coldly, with a movement of his right wrist, the Ziyun soft sword slashed out diagonally from the bottom up, the golden red light flashed, and the next moment, the thick black qi blocking in front of Ling Yun suddenly split into two.

"How is it possible, what kind of move is this!"

Xie Yuan's eyes widened, the black mist he swung out looked like a flying sword, but it was a real sword qi, and Ling Yun could slash his sword qi with a single sword, how could this not shock him.

Ling Yun naturally didn't explain, the moment he split the black qi, he rushed out, and immediately launched with Yun Jinghong's steps, his body instantly flashed in front of Xie Yuan, and the purple cloud in his hand advanced, like a swimming dragon out of the water, stabbing Xie Yuan's chest.

"Bang"

Xie Yuan's aura in the spirit realm was overwhelmed in the face of this blow, and the sound shattered, and Xie Yuan also reacted at this time, his right hand condensed the sword finger, and the fingertips flashed with the cold sword, colliding with Ziyun, and then, the faces of the two changed, and they withdrew their hands at the same time, each taking three steps back.

"Huhu" Xie Yuan gasped violently, his index finger was dripping with blood, and a deep wound that could be seen spread from the fingertips to the back of his hand, Xie Yuan looked at the injured index finger, and couldn't help but feel palpitations, although it was just a confrontation, but the danger was probably only clear to Xie Yuan himself, looking at Ling Yun who was frowning on the other side, it seemed to be a little uncomfortable, Xie Yuan no longer dared to give birth to a little shhhh

Looking at Ling Yun again, Ling Yun frowned, also panting, he had the first hand in the blow just now, Xie Yuan's sword finger did not affect him much, but Ling Yun's condition seemed to be a little bad.

The side effects of the True Yuan conversion of the Sword Yuan were gradually revealed, especially when it collided with Xie Yuan's sword rays, Ling Yun had to explode the Sword Yuan, which must have increased the burden on his body, Ling Yun now felt extremely tingling all over his body, especially the right hand holding Zi Yun, and even began to numb.

"It looks like a quick fix. Ling Yun secretly said in his heart, with his current body, it was difficult to maintain Jian Yuan for a long time, and a test of Xie Yuan just now made him find that it seemed that with the help of the power of Jian Yuan, this Spirit Transformation Realm was not so unattainable, so Ling Yun decided to go all out and strive to subdue Xie Yuan in a short time.

And Xie Yuan was thinking about what Ling Yun had become so powerful at this time, through observation, Xie Yuan was sure that Ling Yun was only in the late stage of the manifestation, at most half a step was right, but this Ling Yun was able to burst out with an attack that was difficult for him to resist. (To be continued.) )