Before the knife arrived, the fierce sword wind had arrived, and the air was full of snow-white knife shadows, and the white light emitted from the knife body could be seen from a long distance in the dark night.

"When!" A deep cut ditch appeared on the rock, and the bottom could not be seen, but the original position where Lin Shan was standing, Lin Shan's figure had disappeared.

"When!......" The giant knife chased Lin Shan's figure, the knife slashed down, the mountain continued to splash sparks, mountains and rocks splashed everywhere, Lin Shan always avoided the giant knife when there was no room for it, and the situation was extremely dangerous.

"Hehe, you don't always know how to hide, right?" Seeing Lin Shan desperately dodging, Huang Xingyu sneered in a low voice, the Lin Shan in front of him, in his eyes, was a struggling prey, a dying person, this was just a matter of time.

As soon as the words fell, the air around him suddenly fluctuated slightly, and Huang Xingyu's eyes were glazed, and a shield appeared in front of him.

"Poof! poof......" There was a soft sound, and the shield fluctuated slightly, and it was slashed by something, but it was not sharp compared to the shield, and it basically did not have much impact on the shield.

"Wind Blade, Senior Brother Lin, this is your counterattack? You can't afford a mid-grade or mid-level magic weapon, right? Huang Xingyu's face was disdainful, the other party didn't use a magic weapon, and used the spell of the foundation building period to fight him.

The ordinary spells issued by the monks on the first floor of the foundation building period are a killer skill for most ordinary monks in the Yuan Cultivation Period, but compared to the monks who are higher in their own cultivation, they can only sneak attack, otherwise the other party will show a medium-grade shield, and the spell will basically become a chicken rib, just a waste of spiritual power.

Even if this monk is so poor that he doesn't have a shield, if he adds defensive skills to himself, he can also resist ordinary spell attacks, which is why Huang Xingyu is so contemptuous.

As soon as the words fell, several sharp wooden spears flew from the side, Huang Xingyu waved his hand, a snow light crossed, and the wooden spear was cut off from the roots, in the night breeze, he was dressed in a fluttering and chic manner, but his expression was hideous, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, murderous.

In front of him, there was a burst of firelight, and more than a dozen fireballs the size of a bowl appeared, hitting him like a swift fire, Huang Xingyu continued to wave his hand, and the streamer continued to slash.

"Bang, bang, bang......" Lin Shan's ordinary spells in the early stage of foundation building basically pose no threat to Huang Xingyu, unless there are hundreds or thousands of them, relying on numbers to win, and a few frontal attacks are not as good as medium-grade and low-level magic weapons at all, and they will be easily destroyed.

"Lin Shan, do you want to test my strength? I dedicate you or put away this thought, show all your strength, let me see my rising star in Fengling Valley that has been rare for more than a hundred years, maybe you can still have a glimmer of life. Huang Xingyu sneered on his face, and even advised Lin Shan, showing that he was confident.

What answered Huang Xingyu was that the temperature dropped sharply, and under the snow-white lightning, an ice pick appeared on the mountain, dense, and shot towards Huang Xingyu quickly, Lin Shan seemed to have made up his mind, or he really didn't have a magic weapon on his body, so he used spells to entangle with Huang Xingyu.

"That's enough!" Huang Xingyu roared, the aura on his body changed, and the surrounding void vibrated violently, forming a turbulent air current, and the ice pick came within three feet of him, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move forward, and finally all fell to the ground.

"Take out your skills!" Huang Xingyu roared, it was impossible for Lin Shan to be without magic weapons, at least from his nephews Huang Xuan and Huang Ling, he had obtained a medium-grade and low-level magic sword and flying sword each, Lin Shan used spells to entangle with him like this, making him feel despised and angry.

"As Senior Brother Huang wishes!" Lin Shan finally spoke, and then the momentum on his body changed, and the person was like a peerless sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge, and a cold light in his eyes.

The aura emanating from his body suddenly climbed, his face was cold, and his body exuded wisps of murderous aura, as if he had become another person.

"That's right! Let it go, haha" Huang Xingyu laughed when he saw this, and the sword light like a long rainbow slashed towards Lin Shan, and the sword light was so fierce that a knife wind blew.

A blue light shook in the air, and the night sky was dark and the night was gone, as if a blue sky appeared.

"When!" A crisp sound of gold and iron striking, a blue flying sword resisted the long knife, the flying sword was like a touch of blue, and the blue light flashed all over the body.

The two struck each other, although the blue sword trembled a little, but it made the long knife unable to advance even for a point, Lin Shan changed his previous dodging posture, and Huang Xingyu had a hard encounter.

"A medium-grade mid-level magic weapon! haha, yes! This is what it looks like, otherwise it will be too boring!" Huang Xingyu was not surprised, his knife was also the best among a medium-grade and middle-level magic weapon, seeing that Lin Shan's blue sword could withstand heavy hits without abnormality, he was very happy in his heart, this sword, sooner or later, it would be his.

The long knife flashed, and it slashed straight again, Huang Xingyu opened and closed widely, like a giant, holding a giant knife and slashing directly at the small Lin Shan.

"Dang!" There was another sound of gold and iron clashing, and Lin Shan did not move his feet, brandishing his blue flying sword to block the long knife again.

Although the blue sword was small, it was still firmly blocked by Lin Shan a few zhang in front of Lin Shan in front of the long knife that had become larger and several zhang long.

"When! dang...... After a few more blows, Huang Xingyu couldn't help but raise his eyes, he had already used seventy percent of his strength, in the hard fight, he didn't expect that the blue sword still blocked the long knife, although there was a little more trembling, but the long knife did not have much upper hand.

He has a certain idea of such a wide open and closed style, Lin Shan's cultivation is lower than him, and the spiritual power on his body must be less than him, but after he uses seventy percent of his strength, Lin Shan seems to have some remaining strength.

"By the way, this kid is a miscellaneous root of the five spirits, although his qualifications are poor, but after building the foundation, the spiritual power on his body is a few points more than that of other fellow practitioners as monks. It dawned on him why.

"Okay, go on!" Huang Xingyu roared, the long knife suddenly changed, turning into the original length of more than one meter, and quickly slashed from the sky, after the long knife became smaller, the speed accelerated, and it moved quickly around the forest mountain, and in the dark night, a snow-white shadow flickered, that was because the speed of the knife light was too fast, forming a knife shadow on one side.

"Dangdangdang......" Lin Shan was really in a hurry, he waved the blue sword, and kept running, trying to shake off the shadow of the knife that followed him.

"Hey...... It's useless, unless I'm injured, this sword won't stop!" Looking at Lin Shan's embarrassed appearance, Huang Xingyu kept in his hand, commanding the flying magic knife in the air, and sneered in his mouth.

"When!" As soon as he finished speaking, the sword light in the sky disappeared, and in front of Lin Shan, a fiery red flying sword appeared, one blue and one red, and the two flying swords clamped the knife that had just danced wildly in the air, making it unable to move.

"Hey, it's another mid-grade mid-level flying sword!" Huang Xingyu was surprised, but then his eyes lit up, and a small foundation building monk from a casual cultivation background actually had two mid-grade mid-level flying swords.

Such a flying sword, even if it is of the lowest quality, is worth at least two thousand low-grade spirit stones in the market, and two will be four thousand low-level spirit stones.

Before he could think about it, a piece of fire lit up, and this red flying sword burst out of the hilt with a raging spark, quickly spreading towards the sword body, and soon turned into a fire sword, in the night sky, like an angry fire dragon, it broke away from the knife that opposed it, and roared towards Huang Xingyu.