ps: It's been a day since Sunday zuihou, ask for collections, and then ask for tickets!

"You can't live if you do your own iniquities, so let you pay for the sins you have done. Zhao Guangli snorted coldly, and the momentum of his body instantly pressed towards Lin Yuan.

"So what!" Lin Yuan was not afraid at all, and a sharp aura suddenly rose from his body, which could withstand the momentum that was pressing on him.

Lin Yuan's strength at this time has not reached the innate realm, but he is not afraid at all, he has now practiced the seventh form of the Heaven Breaking Sword Technique, coupled with the edge of the sword path comprehended, Lin Yuan's self-confidence is not weak at all.

The swordsman, the edge, would rather not give in, knowing that he can't do it, this is the edge of the sword.

This is Lin Yuan at this time, you are powerful, but I Lin Yuan is not afraid at all, he has his own hole cards, do you dare to kill me? Lin Yuan seized this point.

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Lin Yuan couldn't help but say when he saw the other party laughing at him.

"What a sharp little crumb, I'll knock your teeth off one by one, and cut your tongue by the way!"

Zhao Guangli was so angry by Lin Yuan's faint words that his forehead was beating, no matter what, he was also an inner disciple and his cultivation had reached the innate realm, but he didn't expect to be insulted by Lin Yuan in front of so many people, this hatred simply made Zhao Guangli, who was not broad-minded, want to immediately break Lin Yuan's body into pieces.

"A little outer disciple actually spoke to an inner disciple like this, looking for death!" Zhao Guangli said fiercely.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's see the real chapter under your hands. Lin sneered.

"Bang!"

Zhao Guangli stared at Lin Dong gloomily, and suddenly took a step, and the majestic True Yuan Force immediately surged out of his body, shaking his robe to the point of hunting, and a momentum of extreme fear of oppression was overflowing with evil aura.

Being able to enter the ranks of inner disciples is enough to show that Zhao Guangli is not a general, he has experienced many bloody battles of life and death over the years, and those skills honed from blood and fire have also been sheltering Zhao Guangli to live until now, this opponent is indeed not comparable to those of Lin Yuan in the past.

Zhao Guangli's combat experience is several times richer than him, and his methods are vicious, and it is not impossible for a careless person to capsize in the gutter.

Lin Yuan could be said to be the first time he really faced a martial artist of the Innate Realm this time, although he had seen and fought before. But it was a sneak attack after all.

This time, Lin Yuan was really fighting with the martial artists of the innate realm, and it was a head-to-head battle.

Therefore, Lin Dong's complexion also quickly became solemn.

Although Lin Yuan was very angry at the beginning, once he entered the battle state, the anger in Zhao Guangli's eyes quickly disappeared, and was replaced by a cold and ruthless one, like a ferocious wolf about to pounce.

As for Zhao Guangli's changes, Lin Yuan's eyes were also slightly narrowed, and he realized that the former was able to become an inner disciple, and he really had his strength.

This guy is a fierce rival.

The sharp power of the True Yuan instantly came out of his body, and at this moment, Lin Yuan also burst out with all his strength. No more concealment, no more clumsiness.

This time, Lin Yuan went all out!

"Bang!"

Just when this thought flashed in Lin Yuan's heart, Zhao Guangli made a direct move at this moment, only to see that his body was like lightning, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Lin Yuan with an oppressive momentum, his right fist was clenched, and then a fist without any fancy punch blasted towards Lin Yuan's chest.

Neither of them used weapons, and at this moment, they fought in close quarters.

Zhao Guangli's punch is unremarkable, but under the wrapping of that sharp innate true element, it is more destructive than a sharp blade!

"Whew!"

Everywhere the fist wind passed, the air was shaken open, and a low whining sound was made.

Feeling Zhao Guangli's extremely sharp fist style, Lin Yuan's heart was also slightly cold, the innate realm was really extraordinary, just this kind of strength and the fierceness of the innate true yuan were much stronger than the ordinary half-step heaven realm.

In terms of true yuan power, Lin Yuan knew that his true yuan was slightly inferior to Zhao Guangli at the moment when Zhao Guangli used it, and he was not stupid enough to fight directly with Zhao Guangli.

"Bang!"

In the face of Lin Yuan's defense, Zhao Guangli's eyes flashed with contempt, and as soon as his fist shook, it slammed heavily on the mixed element cover, and the sharp innate true element, like a volcanic eruption, poured out suddenly.

As a martial artist of the innate realm, this strength and self-confidence are still there, although he has only reached the first level of the innate realm, but there is still an eternal truth.

"Click!"

In the face of Zhao Guangli's fierce offensive, although the mixed yuan cover is very strong, but the martial artists of the innate realm should not be underestimated, and they did not last long, that is, they were declared broken, and when Zhao Guangli saw that the mixed yuan cover was broken, he was even more unforgiving, and pressed towards Lin Yuan step by step again.

Under Zhao Guangli's unusually fierce offensive, Lin Yuan's figure retreated quickly, and the footwork of stepping on the clouds was almost to the extreme, and the clouds were constantly used for nine days, and the layers of mixed yuan covers had just condensed, and they were blasted by the former in an arrogant attitude.

Lin Yuan is not tough with Zhao Guangli at all, he knows that for the powerhouse of the innate realm, although he has comprehended the edge of the kendo and the strength of his own body, but Lin Yuan does not know what the physique and strength of the martial artist of the innate realm are.

Looking at the scene in the field, which was almost chasing and fleeing, some boos also broke out at the gate of the South Courtyard, nervous for Lin Yuan, this is the South Courtyard, most of the disciples of the Southern Courtyard are here, and the few people who were injured before were also quickly pulled outside for treatment by the disciples of the Southern Courtyard.

The battle on Lin Yuan's side gradually attracted many disciples to join, there were also disciples from the North Courtyard, and there were also many from the East Courtyard and the West Courtyard, all of whom were surprised that Lin Yuan dared to fight with Zhao Guangli of the Innate Realm.

Originally, they thought that if Lin Yuan dared to fight with Zhao Guangli, he must have some brushes, but after watching it for a while, it was all the scene of Lin Yuan being suppressed, but they didn't expect that now they only knew how to escape.

Lin Yuan didn't care about the eyes of outsiders, his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhao Guangli, who was extremely fierce, although his face was solemn, but in his eyes, there was not the slightest panic.

"Da!"

The pace of retreat suddenly, Lin Yuan's figure also stopped, and the corner of his eye quickly glanced at the empty behind, from there, he sensed a familiar fluctuation, which was a rapid attack emanating from Zhao Guangli's innate true yuan.

Lin Yuan's footwork on the clouds was exhibited again, and he was instantly away from the battle, quickly drawing the distance between the two.

"Hey, little crumb, you don't want to fight me, even if your footwork is magical, you won't be my opponent, and you want to defeat me, you are delusional. Zhao Guangli said with a sneer.