The red flying sword that appeared later suddenly changed, and a raging fire rose all over its body, like a fire dragon, rushing towards Huang Xingyu, and the surrounding temperature rose sharply.

"Bang!" Huang Xingyu flicked his hand, and the shield that had just appeared flashed out of his body, facing the incoming fire sword, and let out a muffled sound.

Under the blow, Huang Xingyu's face changed suddenly, the shield guarding in front of him continued to vibrate in the impact, and several fires also climbed up the shield and burned forward, just for a moment, the shield was burned to the ground.

"What is this?" he was a little surprised, these fires are relatively special, they are difficult to extinguish, and they have been burning when they are stained with shields, although they have not burned the shield for a while, but they are unpredictable for a long time, which makes people feel frightened.

He hurriedly recalled the magic knife, but before the magic knife turned around, a blue light was steaming with a hint of coldness, in the night sky, like a blue comet, pulling a long white comet's tail, it was already approaching.

The original blue sword, now the sword body is covered with white gas, and before it gets close, a piercing cold has already penetrated.

Huang Xingyu's face changed greatly, he guarded the shield that was burned red by the sparks in front of him again, the blue sword hit the shield, and in a moment, the shield turned into a white blank, which had been frozen into an ice shield by the cold air, and then there was a soft snap, and the shield was torn apart under the attack of the fire in front and the ice behind.

With a flash of fire, a fiery dragon swooped down on him through the torn shield.

Lin Shan's attack, one wave after another, and the shield of the middle rank was destroyed by two flying swords, one red and one white, in two rounds.

Huang Xingyu was in a hurry, fortunately, at this time, the long knife had turned back in time and blocked the fire sword that was coming towards him again, otherwise he would have been hit by such a sword in a panic, even if he was not hit head-on, if he was burned by the nameless fire on the sword's body, he would not escape death.

This fire can even burn a mid-grade mid-level magic weapon, and Huang Xingyu doesn't dare to admit that his physical strength is stronger than a mid-grade mid-level magic weapon at this moment.

He brandished the long knife, set up the fire dragon that struck, and quickly retreated, avoiding the blue sword that came again, trying to avoid using the long knife to meet the two flying swords, since the shield can be defeated by the two swords of fire and ice, then this magic knife is very likely to be destroyed in this way.

It wasn't until he retreated some distance that he stared at Lin Shan again, the original contemptuous expression disappeared, replaced by a face full of shock, Lin Shan's performance was really beyond his expectations, and Fang Cai's attack was already a serious threat to his life.

Looking at Lin Shan in the night, he was surrounded by two soaring dragons, one was a fire dragon, the flame was raging, and the other was a white dragon with a little light blue, and the white mist was filled, enveloping the entire sword body.

Two flying dragons, one red and one white, moved up and down beside Lin Shan, seemingly opening their huge mouths, revealing sharp fangs, staring at him not far away, in the red and white colors, Lin Shan's figure seemed more and more mysterious.

"This is what you rely on!?Could it be that the ancestor really taught you?" Huang Xingyu's face changed color, many years ago, after the land of sharp changes came out, the ancestor once called Lin Shan alone to talk about the mysterious past, and no one knew the content.

This matter has been spread wildly in the Wind Spirit Valley for a while, and many declining Guzhong families have also found Lin Shan, and offered him a lot of lucrative conditions to join the family as a guest, but I don't know what Lin Shan thinks in his heart, and in the end it is said that all of them were rejected by him.

Lin Shan's red and white two-flying sword technique is very mysterious, he who has built the fourth layer of the foundation, he can hardly parry, it is obviously not an ordinary exercise, at this time his heart turned, remembering that the ancestor had looked for Lin Shan, and his face couldn't help but change greatly.

After such a thing came out, he didn't take it to heart, Lin Shan was just a disciple of the Yuan Cultivation Period, how could he win the favor of the Ancestor, if there was such a thing, it was a major event in the Wind Spirit Valley, how could the Ancestor not tell Ge Ming.

So it could only be that he had gained something in the land of sharp change, and the ancestor beckoned him to talk about the past, could it be that this mysterious swordsmanship was given by the ancestor?

He jumped up and down for a moment, and finally took a deep breath, his face still calm.

"I also ask Senior Brother Huang for a lot of advice, this is the first time I have used them to fight the enemy. Lin Shan was expressionless and said indifferently.

"Let me show you the difference between the monks in the early stage and the middle stage of foundation building. Hearing what Lin Shan said, Huang Xingyu's calm heart began to chill again, the first time the other party used these two swords against the enemy, it made him a little unable to parry, if it continued for a long time, it would be a big disaster.

If he really has something to do with the ancestor, the ancestor is not here at this moment, it is the best opportunity to kill Lin Shan, maybe he still has the jade slip of this sword technique on his body, then the harvest is even greater, with such a sword technique, maybe he can compete with the monks in the late stage of foundation building, and the heart to kill Lin Shan is even stronger.

He looked directly at Lin Shan opposite, a powerful momentum emanated from him, the killing intent in his eyes was infinite, and then the figure flashed, he leaned forward, and in an instant, he was already close to Lin Shan for several feet.

"Wind Dance Three Swords!" An angry roar, as soon as the words began, the air flow on the top of the mountain where the two of them were surging up, and a gust of wind blew, and a handful of brown light popped out of his body, and with the help of the wind, it was as fast as lightning, and slashed towards the opposite Lin Mountain.

This is Huang Xingyu's killer weapon, the brown light, it is a flying sword, a medium-grade high-level magic weapon, three swords of wind dance, one sword is faster than a sword, there is a tendency to chase the stars and catch the moon, especially the last sword, which is equivalent to the full force of the monk who cultivated in the later stage of the foundation.

In the face of Huang Xingyu's blow like pressing the bottom of the box, Lin Shan didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, he set up two flying dragons, one red and one white, and crossed in front of him, quickly catching up with the brown light.

"When!" Under this blow, a huge force struck him, under this pressure, Lin Shan took three steps back, each step stepped the mountain stone out of a deep pit, the spiritual energy in his body was chaotic, the blood qi surged, and his face was flushed.

What Huang Xingyu said is true, the cultivation of the monks on the first floor of the foundation is still too low, and the spiritual power of the body is still too little.

"Dang!" was another sound, and the two flying dragons in front of Lin Shan were shaking, as if they couldn't support it, screaming in the air, and a mouthful of blood had reached his throat, but he still pressed it back.

The third sword, like a comet hitting the moon, before the sword arrived, a sharp sword qi had already rubbed a faint blood mark on his face.

"Hehe, you're still a little younger! In time, you'll be able to beat me, but unfortunately, you don't have that chance. Seeing that Lin Shan couldn't escape, Huang Xingyu sneered in a low voice.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, the stone broke the earth, where Lin Shan stood, a large piece of the mountain peak was cut off in unison, and there was still a small piece of clothing left on the ground, and in the back, it was a cliff!

"Dead, right? haha......" Seeing that there was no one in front of him, only a piece of clothing remained, Huang Xingyu laughed proudly.

"Not good!" The laughter did not stop, the side fire flares up again, and a sense of danger crept into his heart, and he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it out of the corner of his eye.

Two fire dragons, one red and one white, were rushing towards him from the side, behind the two flying dragons, Lin Shan stood unscathed, but there was a small piece missing from his sleeve, and a smile appeared on his face, he actually avoided this inevitable blow when he couldn't make a move.

"You?" Huang Xingyu's face was full of disbelief, this last blow was equivalent to a full blow from the monk of the ninth layer of the foundation, and Lin Shan was able to avoid it.

In the horror, the flying dragons formed by the two fire swords and ice swords had already approached, but fortunately, at this time, his brown flying swords also returned to his side, holding the two swords.

Huang Xingyu's heart has not yet fallen, his eyes are under this vision, his soul is scattered, and a dazzling golden light is dangling in the sky, in the golden light, a golden dragon, with the momentum of opening the world and the earth, from top to bottom, slashed at him, the golden dragon came really suddenly, appeared above his head out of thin air, and it was too late to dodge.

The brown flying sword rose up in front of him, and at the same time, he added a few defensive techniques to himself.

"When!" a loud clanged of gold and iron in all directions, and it was heard far away in the dark night.

The brown flying sword turned into two in front of the fire dragon, and the golden dragon castrated unchanged, slashing down towards Huang Xingyu.

"And a third sword?" The light disappeared, Huang Xingyu's face had a frightened expression, and after a while, he muttered a sentence in his mouth, and under the blowing of the night wind, his figure was split into two, and under the sudden attack of the golden dragon, he was cut in half by his head, and even the Yuan Shen couldn't escape.