P.S: The second update is delivered!

A person with a strong heart is at peace even in the face of worldly adversity. Because his world is no longer just a secular world, he also has his own unique perfect inner world, and he enjoys peace and happiness that others cannot enjoy and cannot understand. Not insomnia, not anxious, not impatient, ready for the worst in life anytime and anywhere, he lives to die, so that all changes no longer make him feel that the world is suddenly being turned upside down.

Perhaps only in this way will it mature.

Just like Lin Yizhi now, there was a palm in front of him, the palm was fierce and powerful, and even through that palm, he could clearly see Ouyang Tiande's killing intent behind the palm.

But even so, he was not afraid.

Life or death is your own choice, if you can't avoid it, why not live to die and deal with it calmly.

So, this palm is coming, what is worth mentioning.

Lin Yizhi looked coldly at the palm that fell in front of him, motionless.

Ouyang Tiande didn't seem to take Lin Yizhi, who was only a three-fold foundation, in his eyes, although the palm wind was domineering, his body didn't move, he just stood there, and waved a palm very casually.

Ouyang Tiande's gloomy voice sounded again: "Boy, you can try one of my first palms!"

The sound of the palm was coming, Lin Yizhi stared at the palm that was extremely close and wrapped in Ouyang Tiande's true qi, closer, closer, Lin Yizhi felt that the palm wind seemed to have raged through his clothes, on the skin on his entire shoulder.

Well, I'll give it a try, even if I die, I have to die willingly.

It's too late, it's too late, Lin Yizhi looked at Ouyang Tiande's upcoming first palm, his divine sense moved slightly, and the true qi of the Worryless Infinite Dao Foundation Triple Sect suddenly came into operation, and then the true qi in his entire body swarmed and gathered on his right arm.

Facing the imposing palm, he didn't take a step back, and resolutely stretched out his right arm, which looked a little thin.

"Smack-" There was a muffled sound that was not very loud, and the two people waved their palms, and in an instant they were already in front of each other.

With this palm, Ouyang Tiande waved it so freely, and Lin Yizhi took it neatly.

Ouyang Tiande only slightly felt a trace of air flow suddenly spread out from his palm, and his arm was raised slightly almost invisibly.

No problem, this kid may be capable of this.

Although Ouyang Tiande's palm was inadvertent, it was also the work of a Mahayana cultivator who wanted Lin Yizhi's life, and Lin Yizhi's threefold cultivation of building a foundation, Mo said that if he took his palm, it was a divine sense, and he didn't have the slightest chance of escaping.

In the muffled sound, Lin Yizhi's right arm seemed to feel as if it was about to be violently broken, and even the true qi in his body suddenly surged up, spilling down the pores, frantically. All the internal organs were shocked by this palm and almost shattered.

His face immediately turned white, and he suddenly felt that everything in front of him seemed to have water streaks, and he kept dangling in front of him, as if everyone had become a phantom.

The next moment, the blood from the corner of his mouth was already flowing out silently.

Like an electric shock, Lin Yizhi's figure couldn't stand at all, he was uncontrollable, as if he was drunk, he took more than a dozen steps back, and his legs were weak.

Lin Yi's heart chuckled, he knew that he couldn't stand, and what was waiting for him was to collapse to the ground.

However, even so, the persistence and unyielding in his subconscious came out in a steady stream at this moment, and a voice kept shouting in his soul, if you are a man, you will stand upright, this is just the first palm, and you can't fall!

In my life, I'm fed up with being displaced, fed up with white eyes and contempt, if I fall down this time, how can I tell everyone that I still love the iron bone that I hide in my heart, even if it is blurred, but I still love deeply.

Can't fall down!

This was the only thought in Lin Yi's heart.

So, for a moment, he was groggy and in a trance, and even felt that the blood in his body was surging and boiling wildly, but he trembled all over and slowly straightened his body.

Suddenly, he suddenly found that his right shoulder bone had been shattered by Ouyang Tiande's palm wind, and his right arm, which was broken and tendoned, hung on the side of his body empty, helplessly, with a little bitterness swinging from side to side, looking shocking.

But even so, he didn't feel any special pain. He tried to wave his right arm, but found that it had long since become a luxury.

Shaking his head helplessly, in a trance, he felt as if he was smiling, stretched out his left hand, gently wiped the silent blood at the corner of his mouth, and then said slowly: "Ouyang Tiande, this is the first palm, that is to say, you still have two palms, let the horse go!"

Everyone's eyes were all looking at this somewhat thin black-clothed young man, who stood there thin and unyielding, with a little cheerfulness and determination, carrying his life and the entire Freedom from Sorrow Sect on his shoulders, desperately facing the strong enemy in front of him.

Qing Xuan's slightly squinted eyes suddenly jumped twice, and he was quite moved to see that expression.

Lu Wujian had already stood up, but he didn't say a word, staring at these two people deadly, and his eyes were full of distress when he looked at Lin Yizhi.

Sometimes, he always lives under a big tree, does not experience wind and rain, and is always difficult to grow up, but now he knows that his apprentice has grown up, and he has to step out of this green shade that he has given him, and face it alone, even if it is death. Lu Wujian suddenly felt extremely relieved, from Lin Yizhi's figure, he suddenly saw the self back then.

Like him, dressed in black, he stood on that bleak night, facing the whole world alone.

It's just that the young self seems to be like the little apprentice in front of him, gradually disappearing, and gradually moving towards death.

"Old Fifth ......" Lu Wujian called softly, and the bits and pieces of the past have jumped into his heart.

But he understood that no matter what, he would never be able to go over to help him, because Lin Yizhi was not only the glory of the entire Sect of Sorrows, but also his own unyielding personality.

Ouyang Tiande glanced at Lin Yizhi, who was struggling to support himself, and suddenly sneered: "Lin Yizhi, why can't you stand it like this? I only used twenty percent of my strength, if you can't stand it, why don't you kneel down and beg me, maybe I can show mercy and spare you?"

Lin Yizhi's face was cold, he gritted his teeth and slowly spit out a sentence: "You want to fight...... Hurry up, what are you doing with all this nonsense!"

"Okay! It's very good! This is your own death!" After speaking, his left palm stood up, his figure suddenly hung in the air, and he slapped Lin Yizhi's chest with one palm.

With this palm, Ouyang Tiande had already made a dead hand, although he still didn't use all his strength, but between the shots, it was already fifty percent of the strength.

Almost everyone felt that there seemed to be another invisible cold wind, which suddenly poured into the main hall, and even the candlelight in the main hall suddenly jumped.

Lin Yizhi slowly raised his head and looked at the tsunami-like palm in front of him, he seemed to feel that his eyes were dazzled, and everywhere he raised his eyes, the sky and the earth were all Ouyang Tiande's terrifying palm shadows.

In an instant, despair hit my heart, and after this palm, maybe I would die!

It's just that what does the Nine Shadows Hall look like, and does it still hurt after death?

It's just that there is still a little unwillingness, Lin Yizhi forced himself to mobilize the strength of his whole body, his right arm is broken, and his left arm is still there, so let's leave it!

Come, even to die, and to die with a bang!

Suddenly, in the corner of the main hall, the blue figure half-leaning on the soft chair suddenly turned his head, and his eyes were already extremely sad and anxious.

Duanmu Ningque's blue clothes moved, she seemed to want to stand up again, she knew that he was going to die, how could she let it go?

However, after a few strokes, she was too weak to stand up at all, so she shook her head helplessly, and her cold eyes seemed to be eternal, full of sadness.

Lu Wujian let out a long sigh and closed his eyes tightly.

Everyone thinks that if this palm goes down, Lin Yizhi will definitely die!

"Bang-" This sound, for example, was much louder, and in the entire hall of sorrow, this sound echoed and lingered, stirring everyone's heartstrings, and it did not disperse for a long time.

Lin Yizhi suddenly felt as if the whole person had crashed into the mountain, all the joints and bones collapsed little by little at this moment, and a great pain that was simply irresistible instantly captured his entire consciousness, and that kind of pain was nothing more than a bruise and ashes.

Lin Yizhi wanted to shout loudly, because only in this way could he feel that the sharp pain of crushing bones and ashes could be relieved a little.

However, even shouting became an extravagant hope, and his mind collapsed in an instant, that is, all the internal organs were turned upside down, and the blood was dripping like earth-shattering. He couldn't even shout.

In this way, in silence, his body was suddenly hit upside down, and in a trance, he seemed to feel that he was floating in mid-air, fluttering, without support, displaced.

In an instant, a huge loneliness and fear filled this dying heart.

In fact, the stagnation that was knocked out of the air only lasted for a few breaths, and his body was like a displaced mourning without warning, and he kept retreating backwards.

Extremely fast backwards, the blood in the mouth continued to spill out of the body, bit by bit, floating on the main hall, and then fell silently to the ground, slowly blooming. It's like a swan song of death.

The body that retreated quickly, the blurred and scattered eyes, everything in front of him was like water, foggy, so unreal, the next moment, Lin Yizhi finally couldn't see everything in front of him clearly, and everything became a tumbling fog.

This palm, he is dead!

I don't know how long it took to be knocked away, and finally after the whole body flew out of five zhang away, it fell heavily on the basalt ground of the main hall, and around Lin Yizhi's already fragmented body, bursts of smoke and dust like a soul outside the body swung around, surrounding him, and seemed to be reluctant to hug him.

From flying to falling, the whole process, caught off guard, in the blink of an eye.

But in Lu Wuji's eyes, it was like a dream, as if it was eternal, and in that eye was the burning pain brought to him by this black figure that was not dazzling.

And the blue-clothed figure sitting opposite him, two lines of crystal tears burst out of his eyes in an instant, and he slowly turned his head, his cold and peerless face was heartbroken, which made people feel distressed!

Dead silence, dark dead silence! Everything is silent, silent sorrow, silent sorrow, silent heroism, it is Ouyang Tiande, Ling Yijian These people also stood there silently, looking at the figure that fell in the smoke and dust, motionless.

Lu Wujian's heart was like a knife, he didn't expect that he was so late to realize that this stupid and cute apprentice still filled his heart with a full stomach.

Suddenly, his trembling hand had already grasped the Night Flame Immortal Sword in his hand. I have already made up my mind in my heart, in order to leave the Sorrow Sect, this hatred can be endured for the time being, and when the three major families leave the Sorrow Mountain Gate, they will be one of them who will risk their lives, and they will be terrified!

Just for my old five!

Ouyang Tiande looked at the motionless figure lying on the ground three feet away in front of him, and suddenly laughed and said, "Don't measure yourself, you found it yourself, don't blame me!"

Then he turned around and returned to his seat.

Suddenly, just as he was about to take a step, his eyes seemed to see the bloodied index finger of his left hand, which looked lifeless, stretched forward.

Just like that, he moved slightly, like an ant quietly climbing up to Ouyang Tiande's heart, and then took a hard bite. This kind of shock made Ouyang Tiande unbelievable.

But when he raised his eyes to look at everyone present, from their surprised, happy, or shocked eyes, he knew that he knew that he was not mistaken, Lin Yizhi's fingers did move.

Then, in his eyes, again, slowly, moved.

It was difficult, it seemed that long and painful years had passed, and just like that, little by little, the fingers moved, then the whole hand, then the whole arm, then the unyielding head, and finally the bloody, almost collapsed and broken body slowly propped up half of its body in front of everyone's eyes!

Lin Yizhi was no longer in pain, and even he felt that his soul was just too nostalgic for this body, temporarily deposited here.

However, with his last breath, he had to stand up!

He strained, his half-leaning body began to curl up and struggle, and the whole person looked at it in the eyes of everyone, and it was a naked, thrilling, nirvana-like pain.

"Yi Zhi ......" Lu Wujian burst into tears!

It's just that the tenacious body, after trying countless struggles to stand up, is powerless, and the half-supported body also fell down heavily.

"Brother—— Nalan Mingxuan, who was in a trance by a series of changes, reacted in an instant, but it was too late, and his eyes were already full of the dying Lin Yizhi.

"Brother——" was another sound, the white shadow moved, and Nalan Mingxuan had already rushed to Lin Yizhi's approach, and the pain in that voice was overwhelming: "Brother, why are you so stupid?"

It's just that, for a long time, it seems to hum a hoarse and inaudible voice from the throat: "Help...... Me!"

This is the only sound that Lin Yizhi can make.

The liver and gallbladder were cracking, and the eyes were hazy with tears, just these two words, Nalan Mingxuan had already understood what Lin Yizhi meant, he wanted to stretch out his hand to wipe the blood from Lin Yizhi's mouth, but suddenly found that he had no way to start, because from the side of his mouth to the front of his heart, it was already a shocking red.

Without hesitation, Nalan Mingxuan trembled his hands and gently helped Lin Yizhi up little by little.

Lin Yizhi's body stood up again, although it was like a dead leaf, and he would fall down again with a slight blow, but he was still standing stubbornly.

Suddenly, I don't know where the strength came from, Lin Yizhi struggled slightly, and Nalan Mingxuan suddenly understood, and slowly let go of his hand.

The black body, on top of the hall, shook three times, shook three times, and finally stood there tremblingly, never falling.

"Don't continue......" Nalan Mingxuan's tone seemed to be a pleading.

It's just that I don't know if Lin Yizhi really can't hear it or if he hasn't heard it, his sloppy eyes looked ahead, and he couldn't see anything clearly, but he just felt that there was a black shadow that seemed to be standing not far from him, it was Ouyang Tiande......

So, no longer hesitating, Lin Yizhi slowly stretched out a bloodstained finger and shook it gently in front of him.

In an instant, even Ouyang Tiande also understood that this finger represented, and the last palm!

Ouyang Tiande smiled coldly and said, "If you look for death, I will send you to the Western Heavens!"

In an instant, the clothes all over his body swelled incomparably, mobilizing the strength of his whole body, and ten percent of his strength came out of mid-air, and the shocking palm waved down again!

Lin Yizhi!

Lin Yizhi suddenly felt as if a figure was rushing towards him at great speed, and the sound of the wind was like a distant whistle in his ears, whining.

Subconsciously, Lin Yizhi used up his last bit of strength.

Slowly raised his broken left arm, and took it softly towards the flaunting and domineering palm!

Everyone closed their eyes, their faces were full of unbearable expressions, and Lu Wujian's hand holding the Night Flame Sword tightened.

In everyone's ears, there was a violent noise, as if two clouds had collided violently, and the sound was deafening.

"Smack-", after the loud noise, Lin Yizhi's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea, does this palm already represent that he is dead?

But why doesn't it hurt? Why do you feel like your raised left hand suddenly has strength?

Is it a delusion?

He slowly opened his eyes, and at the same time everyone slowly opened their eyes.

In an instant, everyone was so shocked by the scene in front of them that they forgot to breathe.

Lin Yizhi stood there, although his body was still trembling slightly, but he didn't move.

And the body of Ouyang Tiande, who was imposing and domineering in the Mahayana period, suddenly fell backwards like a fallen leaf in the wind, and retreated until he reached the door of the Great Hall of Leaving Worries, his body shook, and he fell to the ground!

This, how is this possible? Ouyang Tiande of the Mahayana period was shocked to the point that he almost withdrew from the hall under the blow of Ouyang Tiande! Everyone doubted that all this was not true.

However, in the next moment, everyone already understood the reason for this.

A warm airflow wrapped Lin Yizhi's already cold and broken body, that airflow was so familiar, and it was so long-awaited!

Lin Yizhi slowly turned his head, only to see an arm on his shoulder, and when he looked up, a figure, with kind eyebrows and bright eyes, white beard and hair, looked at himself with pity!

"Yizhi, you did your best......" the man sighed slowly.

Lin Yizhi used all his strength, and finally shouted: "Grandpa is in trouble......"

"Brother ...... Teacher"

The next moment, Lin Yizhi couldn't hear it anymore, the darkness was still like a tide, and it was still like a shadow......