Fu Cailin's words did not have the slightest power, he wanted to overpower Lin Zhining with his experience and knowledge, and disintegrate Lin Zhining's murderous intent with words, but he miscalculated.

As a person with an angry youth tendency, even after going through the crossing, his temperament has changed a lot, but when he really encounters it, Lin Zhining will never mind teaching those countries or people who have cursed him a profound lesson.

Fu Cailin's words shook Lin Zhining, not only to show weakness, but the beginning of his struggle, and his clever means of "sword fighting", which is similar to Bi Xuan's use of the environment and other attack methods.

"There is no need to say nonsense, if you die, Goryeo will die, and if I die, Goryeo will live. Let's do it!" Lin Zhining put away the dirty thoughts in his heart and said loudly.

Standing loosely, his hands naturally hanging down at his side, facing the Goryeo Grandmaster in a very relaxed posture.

Fu Cailin stopped talking nonsense, he had already begun to face Lin Zhining squarely at this time, and no longer regarded him as a hairy boy who had cultivated to the realm of a great grandmaster by relying on adventures or clever inheritance, but a real opponent who could threaten him with death. The more relaxed Lin Zhining is, the more dignified his heart becomes, and his momentum can be strengthened through accumulation and tempering, but the state of being in battle can show a person's martial arts realm. With the realm of a great grandmaster that he has achieved by studying the Central Plains, Goryeo, and the Western Regions, and taking the strengths of the three families, from Lin Zhining's relaxed posture, he can't find the slightest flaw, let alone the weakness of his qi, so he will definitely face a very difficult battle.

Fu Cailin slowly pulled out the long sword, under the sunlight, the smooth sword body did not have the slightest flash, only a layer like flowing water, warm but breathtaking.

Lin Zhining could feel that as Fu Cailin drew his sword, the momentum on his body was converging, his will, his whole person and the sword were one, and he slowly revealed his brilliance. Lin Zhining didn't move, he waited for Fu Cailin to take out his sword, waiting for this blow that was gaining momentum, what a dazzling style.

The long sword slowly came out of the sheath, and there was no sound between the long sword and the scabbard, which showed how stable the sword was in Fu Cailin's hand. With the sound, Fu Cailin's momentum reached its peak, and the sword that had just come out of the sheath had already reached Lin Zhining's throat.

Incredibly fast, incredibly fast, from extremely slow to extremely fast, as if there was no change at all, as if Fu Cailin had drawn his sword before, it was already a phantom, and the sword was against Lin Zhining's throat. And that sword roar was also like a kind reminder to Lin Zhining that it was time to deal with the sword.

Fu Cailin didn't think about how effective this sword was, this sudden, this fast and unbeatable sword, it was like Fu Cailin saying hello to Lin Zhining. And Lin Zhining's response was also like cooperating with Fu Cailin, the Lin Zhining pointed to by the tip of the sword gradually dissipated, and it turned out to be a phantom, but Lin Zhining's real body converged again just an inch away from the tip of the sword.

Lin Zhining's response made Fu Cailin secretly praise in his heart, this is a wonderful change in body style, and it is also the most wonderful choice to deal with it. His tentative sword, naturally there is no far-reaching sword energy, all the strength is condensed in the sword body, and the inch that Lin Zhining retreats is just the right inch, so that his back hand is not so smooth to use, and it also makes Lin Zhining can deal with it calmly whether he continues to defend or fights back.

nodded imperceptibly in his heart, and sighed, there are so many junjie in the Central Plains martial arts, there are no more distracting thoughts, and he concentrates on fighting with Lin Zhining.

But it was Lin Zhining's true body that had just gathered, and it dissipated in front of his eyes again, as if what he saw was still Lin Zhining's phantom. This time, Lin Zhining didn't dodge again, he had already bullied Fu Cailin in front of him, and one palm unconsciously stroked Fu Cailin's ribs.

Lin Zhining's move is very weird, his palm doesn't look fast, and it's very gentle, like a lover caressing his lover's body, so gentle, so light.

Fu Cailin didn't dare to let this palm touch him, he knew in his heart that the gentleness and slowness were just illusions produced by being dignified to the extreme, fast to the extreme.

The body shook slightly, the long sword changed direction, and the slightly flowing water color seemed to converge into a turbulent river, and the sword body looked as if it was pointing to the empty place.

Lin Zhining turned into a phantom again, and the gentle palm of a lover seemed to dissipate invisible. But he knew that this trick could not continue after all, otherwise, it would be better to fall into Fu Cailin's arms. The chess game has been deflected, and his move to Fu Cailin's ribs has become an entanglement of corners, and Fu Cailin's sword to the empty place has been turned into a means of slaying dragons.

If Lin Zhining learned the worst from Lu Miaozi, it is none other than chess skills, he is not good at playing chess, even if Lu Miaozi has studied for a year, this way of chess, he at most relies on his strong spirit and hard calculation. At this time, when he met Fu Cailin, a master who turned the game into martial arts, he naturally couldn't attack the enemy's strengths with his own shortcomings.

But he is not good at playing, it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand, nor does it mean that his martial arts are poor, he dealt with it before, just to take a look at the means of the Goryeo Grandmaster, although he fell into Fu Cailin's rhythm, he still has a way to flip. (To be continued.) )