What he cared about was how to improve the realm, and before looking for Lin Yuan, he had also carefully studied Lin Yuan's information.

It also took a long time to determine Lin Yuan's whereabouts.

For Sword Shura, it was not a simple killing.

It was a huge treat.

This also led to him having a perverted impression and an image of Shura in everyone's hearts.

......

Ten breaths of time, it will pass quickly.

And Lin Yuan was in the zuihou of ten breaths for a moment, raised his head, drew his sword, and took out his sword...... A series of movements, in one go, a wisp of sword light as bright as a star, from his hand, seemed to be slowly and urgently.

As soon as he made a move, Lin Yuan used the moves of the Qiankun Sword Technique.

In the face of such an opponent whose realm is beyond his own, any clumsy move is tantamount to self-defeat.

Sword Shura's pupils shrank, and a trace of shock appeared uncontrollably on his face.

As an outstanding swordsman who has been cultivating swords in the martial arts for more than ten years, he immediately felt the unusualness of Lin Yuan's sword, the misty but brilliant dark blue sword light, which does not eat the fireworks of the world, but contains a danger that makes him feel palpitations.

But the instinctive pride of being a swordsman who thinks he is already famous can't accept that he actually dodges in the face of a junior whose strength is far inferior to him.

So, he drew his sword and took it hard.

Bite!

At first it was just a faint sound of metal striking.

Not even the slightest bit of energy collided.

Just when Sword Shura was slightly surprised, in the next moment, both of them felt a rumble in their ears, as if a huge thunder suddenly exploded under the roots of their ears, and they both felt that their brains were confused and buzzing.

The collision of two completely different true elements erupted irrepressibly at the point where the two swords collided.

One of them is as strong as Yue, connected with a crimson sword light, which is the power of the majestic true yuan that Sword Shura has been cultivating for more than ten years, while the other is weak, but it is sharper I don't know how many times, but it is the unique Qiankun sword qi formed by Lin Yuan's Qiankun sword technique.

Sword Shura only felt that a sword aura was like a steel needle, a dark blue strange sword qi, as if it was about to penetrate his True Yuan shield, and stabbed it fiercely in the palm of his hand, the stinging pain he hadn't experienced for a long time made him almost unable to hold the long sword.

And Lin Yuan was directly shocked out under the attack of Sword Shura.

People were in the air, and blood was spurting wildly.

Although Lin Yuan's Qiankun swordsmanship is weird, coupled with the comprehension of the edge of the sword, he can leapfrog the challenge and also cause damage to the sword Shura, but after all, Lin Yuan's cultivation time is too short, and the strength of his own true yuan is far inferior to the other party.

Fortunately, he had accumulated countless combat experience over the past few days, and the moment he noticed that he was invincible, Xiaocheng's innate cloud-stepping footwork exploded instantly, and the whole person became as light as a willow catkins, almost no longer under force, and the damage of the majestic true yuan of the sword Shura was minimized. Coupled with the offset of the hybrid element cover, it still made Lin Yuan vomit blood upside down.

"This is that weird and unpredictable swordsmanship? Even I was slightly injured. Sword Shura's face did not feel angry because of this injury, but said to Lin Yuan with a smile.

"No, it's the edge of the sword, you actually practiced the edge of the sword? This is impossible?"

At this time, he finally discovered that the false and unchanged smile on his face turned into an unbelievable shock, and he no longer had the calmness of the cat and mouse before, thinking that he had been cultivating the sword for more than ten years, almost sleeping with the sword day and night, and never touched the edge of the edge of the sword, a junior who was destined to die under his sword, actually mastered the legendary sword realm?

An unjust anger of fate instantly burned in Sword Shura's chest.

He killed people, he fell into what everyone called the devil's path, was ridiculed by so many people, and even did not hesitate to offend so many people in the rivers and lakes.

It is to practice swordsmanship, but for decades, every time I practice swordsmanship, it is so that Xu can find a way to cultivate swordsmanship and cultivate into a sword path.

Now, he was actually surpassed by a kid, how can Sword Shura not be angry, it was originally a perverted heart, and the assassin was even more jealous.

"Hehe, but your sword path edge has not yet fully matured, but I can't help it, this time, Lin Yuan, you will die. Suddenly, Sword Shura's gloomy voice had a strange smile.

"When the time comes, all your things will be mine, including your swordsmanship. "Sword Shura lunar calendar, Lin Yuan on the other side doesn't care at all.

"If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have wood and that ability. Lin Yuan retorted.

Sword Shura didn't speak again, his eyes slowly closed, and the aura on his body was also silent and restrained, and a crimson long sword waved in the wind.

Lin Yuan's keen spiritual power could feel that there was an even more terrifying edge on Sword Shura's body, which was brewing and converging.

At this time, the air around Sword Shura's body fell silent without the slightest fluctuation.

In about three breaths, Sword Shura's eyes suddenly opened, and two extremely powerful dark red breaths burst out, shooting out like sword qi, piercing through the void, leaving traces several meters long. The restrained and silent edge also exploded in an instant, as if a silent volcano suddenly erupted, and it actually made a dull loud rumbling sound, causing the surrounding air to fluctuate violently.

It seems to have seen that from the body of the sword Shura, there are countless crimson sword qi like blood, which spurts out in an instant, filling the surroundings, and its sword light is so strong that it cuts everything and pierces everything, endlessly, and irresistible!

The crimson long sword buzzed, trembling slightly as if it had been given life, and on it, there was a crimson sword qi gathering, shaped like a red streamer, slowly flowing down the fingers, and the air was directly torn apart, as if even the space had the possibility of being torn apart.

"My sword, there is infinite sharpness, there is endless edge, my sword, if you make a move, you will die. Sword Shura suddenly leaped in the air, stabbed out with a sword, and came out of the air: "Dark Blood 1 Lore!"

Lin Yuan's face changed, his eyes trembled, and his pupils contracted like needles in an instant, reflecting the figure of Sword Shura surrounded by crimson sword qi, as if a sword tore through the sky, coming from outside the sky, locking itself.

From afar, you can feel that the sharpness in it seems to be surging endlessly, and even the air seems to have turned into a sharp sword stabbing at you, unable to dodge.

Before the sword of Sword Shura arrived, the surrounding air had been rendered crimson, and to the peak of the hill, like a dark red sunset, it condensed into a crimson qi sword, locked on the edge of the forest, and quickly shot out, making a sound of air tearing.

"It's not good, the gap is too big, the middle of the mixed element, it's hateful. Lin Yuan secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

Although Lin Yuan's current strength can be compared to the early stage of the mixed yuan, it is only comparable, after all, at this time, Lin Yuan's realm is the peak of the early stage of gathering spirits.

Moreover, this time, Lin Yuan met a sword Shura who had been immersed in the road of seeing for decades, and he was also a genius who had just stepped on the wrong path.