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The face of the green shirt sword cultivator was gloomy, and the long sword on his back was already in his hand.

Beside him, two people lay down, and their lives were gone.

That guy from Wu Chi was of little use, so he hid aside early and fainted in fright. The disciple surnamed Chen and the other two cooperated separately, and they didn't have much hope of dealing with the woman, so they could only protect themselves, and sometimes harassed them twice, creating a zào opportunity for the Qingyi Sword Cultivation.

Since entering the cave until he got out of the cave, the Qingyi Sword Cultivator has used three swords so far.

On weekdays, it only takes a sword to deal with an opponent. If it is more powerful, even if it fails to distinguish the superior after the three swords, it will not be useless for the three swords. What's more, as a sword cultivator, he purely cultivates the golden immortal method, pays attention to condensing the sharpness, and kills with one blow, so his true qi is not strong, but extremely condensed.

Generally, six or seven swords can exhaust his true qi, but his sword cultivation is extremely powerful, and very few people can withstand his three or four swords. So most of the time you can't beat and run, and never get entangled.

The Qingyi Sword Cultivator secretly sighed: "This woman is only an inner disciple, and I am already a core disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, so I can only fight on a par, and even my subordinates have lost two of them. In terms of cultivation, I am not much different from this woman, but after all, as a sword cultivator, my fighting skills are far superior to those of cultivators of the same level, but I can't take a disciple of the inner sect of Yunxuanmen. Could it be that the inheritance of the Nine Great Immortal Sects is really far superior to that of a first-class sect like my Spirit Sword Sect?"

He was originally an extremely arrogant figure, and he was only afraid of a few people in the sect, and the rest of the people were no longer in his own eyes, and even ordinary people in the realm of imperial qi were also idle. In his eyes, the only one who can fight with his own family is Yun Gang's real person.

But now, a woman in the realm of imperial qi has made his three swords useless, and even damaged two of his subordinates, making this extremely high-spirited person have a gloomy face and a cold heart.

At this moment, he did not hesitate to let go of his arrogance and glanced at the other three.

Once upon a time, a sword cultivator who killed countless people with one sword had to cooperate with others?

He sighed abruptly, and the sword glowed with a leisurely green glow.

During the previous battle, because the cave was small, it was quite inconvenient for several people to do it, so they forced out the woman called Lin Yun in the cave, and as for the two, they were killed by her when they brought out Lin Yun.

Qingyi Jianxiu relied on his identity, and made a sword, but he didn't see success, so he didn't do it, only to say that the two of them were killed, and then he knew that it was powerful, and he took out two swords one after another, but he was actually blocked by Lin Yunshengsheng, which made him feel humiliated.

Shout!

A blue bolt brushed a person's neck, instantly breaking the person's chance.

The disciple surnamed Chen panicked, and hurriedly released the rune sword in his hand, blowing a mouthful of mist, and the rune sword immediately swelled, and the whole body was blazing red, and it flew over, and it actually gave birth to a raging flame, so loud.

Lin Yun snorted lightly, his blue sleeves shook slightly, wrapping the flame rune sword, and then a wave of water poured on him, extinguishing the flames.

Although the power of the rune sword was great, its power was a little incompatible, and it was immediately extinguished by the waves.

Lin Yun snorted lightly: "The sky and the river are scattered." ”

The waves of water spread out like ripples.

The other man couldn't dodge and was drowned by the waves, only struggled a few times, then lost his breath, and then the waves squeezed and killed him instantly.

At this moment, Lin Yun's complexion changed slightly, and when he turned his head, he saw that a blue sword light flew over. Lin Yun was casting a spell and converging into a wave of water, and he was powerless to block the sword, so he had to avoid it.

Only then did he avoid the sword, and Lin Yun felt a pain in his shoulder, and it was the Qingyi Sword Cultivator who jumped into the air and stabbed Lin Yun in the shoulder with a sword from the air.

As a disciple of the Yunxuan Sect, Lin Yun had been with Ling Sheng for a long time, and he knew how powerful the sword cultivation of the pure cultivation of the Golden Immortal Method was, so he flashed away on the spot in an instant.

In such a flash, the blade of the sword opened a deeper wound on her body, and blood was dripping and gushing out like a spring, and half of her body was dyed red in an instant.

Although he injured Lin Yun, he failed to kill with one blow, and the green shirt sword cultivator was blushing, thinking in his heart, this time he solved this female disciple of Yunxuanmen, so he killed this kid surnamed Chen, as well as the outer disciple of Wuchi, so as not to tarnish his reputation and make people laugh outside.

Lin Yun'e frowned, her face had lost her blood, and her complexion, which was originally as crystal as jade, was as pale as white paper. She covered her shoulder, but the wound was torn from the shoulder, to the forearm, three or four inches deep, almost cut the bone in half, such a deep and long wound, how to cover it at this time, how to stop the bleeding?

Ling Sheng didn't know where he had gone, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to come back in time to save people.

"I wonder if he will avenge me after I die, and will he be sad for me?"

Lin Yun was in a trance, smiled bitterly, and muttered: "He may avenge me, and then sigh, but ...... But he was only afraid...... Maybe it's not sad, right?"

She sighed secretly, grabbed three blue jade talismans with her soft fingers, threw them out, and turned into three blue fish in the air.

This ability to turn fiction into reality and create things out of thin air is only available to the generations of earth immortals. The transfiguration of living beings was only accessible to the True Monarch of Xuanxuan. However, Lin Yun's jade talismans were passed down by his master, and they could simulate the ability of Xianxuan Zhenjun to transform into real objects, but they were far inferior to Xianxuan, and they were only about the power of the peak of imperial qi.

Not long ago, she used this technique to deal with Wang Yangli, but although Wang Yangli was seriously injured, after all, he was also a first-class Yungang, so this spell of turning into a jade talisman was broken by Wang Yangli. But for the rest, the power of this spell is still not to be underestimated.

Besides, this is Lin Yun's last resort.

The three bluefish are lively and jumping, wandering in mid-air, as if in the water, swimming through one place, there are ripples. One of them hit the tree, but it swam out of the tree as if it were swimming through the water, unhindered.

But the tree then turned to powder and sprinkled one after another.

The Qingyi Sword Cultivator was slightly shocked, and used his sword to pick out the two corpses under his feet, only to see that the two corpses were gently penetrated by the blue fish and turned into blood foam.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he exerted his true qi, attached it to the sword body, and passed through the two blue fish with one sword, and before the other blue fish approached him, the green shirt sword cultivator had already turned into a light wind and came to Lin Yun.

The Qingyi Sword Cultivation Sword stabbed at Lin Yun's eyebrows, looking at the elegant and beautiful face, there was no pity in his heart, and he said coldly: "I have cultivated swords all my life, although I have failed, I have never been defeated in the hands of women, let alone such a shame. ”

"Today, with your fragrant blood, wash me away from my shame!"

He shouted angrily, and the green light on his sword swelled!

"If you don't die, how can you calm the anger in my heart, and if she dies, what will I do?"

A voice came from the side of the woods, as cold as a sword, piercing the marrow of a person.

A cold aura rose in the heart of the Qingyi Sword Cultivator, and he turned the blade of the sword, as if facing a great enemy, and in an instant, a little cold sweat oozed from his forehead.