The Aoki sword that Yang Lin sacrificed rushed towards Wen Yixin like a cyan lightning, in order to defeat Wen Yixin as soon as possible, Yang Lin's attack used a full seventy percent of his spiritual power, and it was full of power, "It's good!" Seeing Yang Lin take the lead, and as soon as he made a move, he couldn't help but shout, "Yu" Wen Yixin's mouth gently spit out a word, and then the iron sword in his hand turned into countless flying swords to surround Wen Yixin, and the flying swords protected Wen Yixin layer by layer, Yang Lin knew that these flying swords could not all be real, this must be an extremely clever swordsmanship.

With a crisp sound of "ding", the Aoki Sword finally hit the countless iron swords that Wen Yixin used to defend, instantly stirring up countless sparks, "Break!" Yang Lin shouted, and continued to increase his spiritual power output, although the Aoki Sword received the obstacle of the iron sword, but it was still drilling into it little by little, "Yu" asked Yixin to see that the Aoki Sword actually broke through the first layer of defense of his iron sword with one blow, and couldn't help but look at the Aoki Sword's eyes became even hotter.

Countless iron swords protected by Wen Yixin retreated little by little under the pressure of the Aoki sword, and in the process of retreating, the sound of the iron sword breaking was constantly heard, which was the sound of Yang Lin cutting off many iron swords of Wen Yixin with the Aoki sword.

The monks outside the arena couldn't help but be stunned when they saw that Yang Lin had the upper hand as soon as he made a move, few people could have thought that this little-known 'Elder Yang' cultivation was so high that he could suppress Wen Yixin, and those monks who pressed and asked Yixin to win in the handicap wiped their sweat, how many cultivation resources can the foundation building monks have, if they lose the bet, they will have to live a long time of hard life.

"No, you can't fight with him like this, this flying sword of his doesn't know what material it is refined, it is so powerful, it is several grades stronger than my stainless steel Xuantie sword, I will definitely lose if I continue like this" After being forced back by Yang Lin for ten steps, he finally began to get anxious, he knew that if he fought hard with Yang Lin, he would lose completely.

"Hit", ask Yixin to be ruthless, directly put the stainless steel Xuantie sword in his hand and the Aoki sword together, the powerful spiritual power instantly burst out with great destructive power, the Aoki sword was finally knocked out by the Aoki sword, and the crisis of the Aoki was temporarily alleviated, "Return" Yang Lin waved lightly, and the Aoki sword returned to his hand, "Yang Daoyou's good magic weapon, I think Yang Daoyou's sword is not inferior to the heavy treasure that has been cultivated for hundreds of years in the hands of Yuanying Monk." Ask Yixin put his stainless steel Xuantie sword behind his back and said to Yang Lin.

As soon as Yang Lin heard Wen Yixin say this, he secretly said 'not good' in his heart, and sure enough, when Yang Lin looked at the rest of the monks outside the field, there were already many Jindan monks who looked at Yang Lin with a hint of greed in his eyes, "Hmph, if you want to fight, don't talk nonsense, if you know that you are invincible, you will quickly admit defeat, don't use these unsightly methods of mother-in-law and mother here" Yang Lin completely lost his favor towards Wen Yixin, which shows that Wen Yixin is not a bright and upright person.

Ask Yixin's face darkened when he heard Yang Lin say this, Yang Lin's current words were full of disdain and sarcasm for Ask Yixin, for a cultivation genius like Wen Yixin who grew up in the compliments of others, Yang Lin's words were undoubtedly slapping him in the face, "You are just relying on your magic weapon to be sharp, hmph, now I will let you know that only true cultivation is the foundation of a monk" After asking Yixin to say this, he slammed his stainless steel black iron sword horizontally, "Sword Skill - Slash!" A silver sword light flew towards Yang Lin quickly, this sword light was extremely sharp, even if it was ten zhang away from Yang Lin, Yang Lin could still feel the killing intent on the sword that almost cut the skin, "Demon Yin Slash!" Yang Lin was not to be outdone, and used the Aoki sword to hit a Demon Yin Slash against the sword skill of Wen Yixin, only to hear the sound of "boom", the two spells collided together, and the violent power almost made the arena tremble slightly.

"Okay, come again, sword skills - stab" asked Yixin to hit Yang Lin with a spell again, the speed of this 'stab' is much faster than that of 'slash', and its power is much greater than that of 'slash', "Punish the evil break!" Yang Lin did not move, and used the Aoki sword to shoot the evil break against the 'thorn' of asking Yixin, the same bang bang, the same trembling ring, but this kind of fight could not determine the outcome of the battle for Yang Lin and Wen Yixin.

Seeing that his two spells almost didn't pose any danger to Yang Lin, he couldn't help but get a little nervous, and asked Yixin to use seventy percent of his spiritual power to play these two spells, but Yang Lin still stood there like a mountain, "Damn, sword skills - twisting!" Ask Yixin directly skipped his other sword skills, and used the most powerful 'twist', this 'hanging' asked Yixin to use it was also extremely unskilled, but he tried his best to hit a punch, hoping to cause some damage to Yang Lin.

'Twist' with countless sword qi, like a tornado, rushed towards Yang Lin, the place where he passed the arena was crushed to a foot deep, you must know that this arena is made of a very special stone, in order not to be hurt in Elder Jindan's fighting method, but now it seems that the strength of this arena is still not enough to support Yang Lin's fighting method, "Good spell!" Yang Lin saw the power of 'Twist', and sincerely admired, but if he wanted to defeat Yang Lin with his twist, he obviously thought a little too much.

"Fire God Palm! Fire Dragon Drill!" Yang Lin played two powerful spells, only to see a huge flame giant hand actually clenched into a fist and held the 'twist' in his hand, and at this time, a flame dragon spear rushed into the 'twist', and directly rushed inside to break the 'twist', and the huge 'twist' was completely wiped out by Yang Lin in a few breaths, and at this time, Yang Lin had a fiery red flying sword in his hand.

"What!" Seeing that the most powerful blow in his sword skills was broken by Yang Lin, and Yang Lin had an extra fiery red flying sword in his hand, he knew that Yang Lin's fiery red flying sword was not much worse than the cyan flying sword, which made him jealous and wanted to vomit blood, an excellent flying sword is the dream of all sword cultivators, and he originally thought that the stainless steel Xuantie sword in his hand was good enough, but today he saw two flying swords that were much better than the stainless steel Xuantie sword in the hands of Yang Lin, a monk who was obviously not a sword cultivator, how could this make him not angry。

"The skills are poor, then you can lose to me" Yang Lin pointed to Wen Yixin and said, and then sacrificed Aoki, the True Yang Twin Swords killed Wen Yixin, and Wen Yixin hurriedly dodged, but the two meteors hit Wen Yixin's chest in an instant, only to hear a "click" sound of bone cracking, and Wen Yixin vomited blood and fell backwards, "Wang Daoyou, the victory and defeat have been divided, the old man will end this fight now!" Bai Zixu opened his eyes and said to Wang Feiteng who was sitting beside him.

It is said that Wen Yixin has been beaten by Yang Lin and vomited blood and fell, and the victory or defeat has been decided, but Wang Feiteng's face does not have any anxious look, you must know that in the fight, Wen Yixin is in danger of being seriously injured or even falling, "Bai Daoyou, why did you say this, the fighting method has just begun" Wang Feiteng said such a sentence with a smile, Bai Zixu's eyes finally opened, "Oh" Bai Zixu looked at Wang Feiteng a few times, closed his eyes again, and stopped talking.

"The victory and defeat have been divided, do you still want to fight?" Yang Lin withdrew his double swords and said to Wen Yixin who was lying on the ground, "cough cough" Wen Yixin lay on the ground and coughed, and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth, "The victory and defeat have been divided? Yang Daoyou, do you really think so?" After Wen Yixin, who was already injured, said such a sentence to Yang Lin, he touched the blood on the corner of his mouth as if it had suddenly healed, and said to Yang Lin with some mockery.

Yang Lin quickly retreated a few feet after hearing this, because he could tell that asking Yixin to say these words was not a dying struggle, but extremely confident, but Yang Lin couldn't think of asking Yixin how to defeat himself again.

"When" Wen Yixin took out the heart shield on his chest and threw it on the ground with a crisp sound, at this time, Wen Yixin's heart guard had been cracked by Yang Lin's blow just now, and it was believed that it had become a waste product, "Tell you, the body of the sword spirit is just a physique of mine, who stipulates that the body of the sword spirit can only be a person?"