Poof.

Two figures of different colors shot backwards, the corners of their mouths were stained with blood, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, obviously from the shock and not a light injury.

Those powerful warriors looked at the almost defeated figure in the field, and their expressions were also unnatural, it can be seen from their battles that Lin Yuan and Yan Yunlong are both fierce people, once they fight, it is really terrifying, and those previous attacks, no matter who is found to be flawed, to say the least, they are seriously injured.

Laugh at!

Lin Yuan stepped on the void and slipped directly hundreds of zhang away, the Qiankun Sword in his hand seemed to cut the air, and his body fell directly to the ground, and the Qiankun Sword emitted a purple-golden light, slamming into the ground.

As soon as the Qiankun Sword entered, the lightning and flint appeared, and it directly pulled out a deep trace hundreds of meters long on the ground, and the sword shadow behind it was born, and it kept blooming.

One after another, the aura continued to pour in, and in the Purple Mansion, the nine-story small pagoda glowed, and only then did it gradually dissolve the terrifying force that invaded the body.

The figure was stable, Lin Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and in the depths of his cold eyes, there was also a wisp of anger rising, and then he held the Qiankun Sword in his hand, and the spiritual power behind him vibrate, and his body flashed, and it disappeared strangely.

And in the distance on the opposite side, Yan Yunlong was also uncomfortable, blood spurted out mouthful, as if he was dying, and on his body, sword marks appeared.

Yan Yunlong, who had just stabilized his figure, was wearing a cloak at this time, and his eyes were faintly incredible, obviously he couldn't imagine that Lin Yuan had blocked his move, the strength between the two of them was a big realm apart, was this half-step sword rhyme, was it really so strong......

However, the golden light in Yan Yunlong's eyes flickered, and he didn't think too deeply, because in the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and his body flickered away strangely.

Boom!

Just as Yan Yunlong's body had just retreated, the purple-gold sword light of the Qiankun Sword Carrier tore through the sky, with a terrifying strong wind, and slammed into the place where he had stood before, and a ravine chased and shot out of Yan Yunlong's lightning-like spread, and the sharp stones, wrapped in the majestic capital-colored spiritual power, shot overwhelmingly towards the vital points around him.

Bang bang bang!

Yan Yunlong soared into the air, in mid-air, the golden long sword in his hand swung down fiercely, and the sharp sword qi directly split all those gravels into powder.

Swish!

And just as his sword qi fell, the ghostly cyan figure appeared in front of him again, and the fierce sword qi blasted towards Yan Yunlong's chest.

Seeing Lin Yuan's continuous offensive at this time, Yan Yunlong's eyes also flashed with ferocity, but this time he didn't dodge or dodge, and kicked out with a sharp kick.

At this moment, the golden sword qi also appeared at the right time, slashing in the direction of the forest edge, the air exploded, and the aura rolled.

His fighting style is already fierce, and he has always only been desperate with others, when he was forced to retreat again and again by others in the same way.

Bang bang!

The sword qi and fists and feet containing fierce power finally fell fiercely on the other party's body, and then both of them snorted, their bodies fell to the ground, and they staggered back.

At this moment, the two of them fought against each other again with their bodies, and they didn't have the slightest idea of defense, that desperate Saburo's style, many people's disciples had numb scalps, these two guys, they were really ruthless.

"Poof. ”

Lin Yuan spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, the spiritual power emanating from his body became more and more violent, and his eyes stared at Yan Yunlong with a little coldness......

It was obviously his defensive spiritual weapon, but Lin Yuan's own physique was very strong, even stronger than Yan Yunlong, and the strength of his physical body was even more powerful, and his own strength fell on his body, and the strength he endured was not weaker than his own.

"Lin Yuan, you can't win me!"

Yan Yunlong also wiped away the blood stains on his face, and on his indifferent face, a sneer appeared, and then his body shook slightly, and a faint golden light appeared on the surface of his body, and then condensed, turning into something similar to the stratum corneum, wrapping his whole body underneath.

"It's really remarkable that you can fight with me like this with the strength of the peak of the middle stage of the Purple Mansion, but between the middle and late stages, after all, there is that terrible gap, and now I, the middle stage of the Purple Mansion, the gap between you and me can't be compared at all, it's not a matter of strength!!"

"Realm, mid-term ......".

Lin Yuan's eyes froze, and the purple-golden light flashed in his eyes, although the battle between the two before was tragic, it was far less intense than this time.

The bodies of the two were all stained with blood, and at this time, Lin Yuan almost showed all his strength, and his combat effectiveness soared, except for Dao Yun, he did not show the rest to the fullest.

Lin Yuan's physical body fought against Yan Yunlong, who was wearing a high-grade defensive spiritual weapon, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, but the battle in his eyes became more and more intense.

This is what Lin Yuan needs, constantly sharpening himself, constantly surpassing himself, and subverting himself.

Backbite!

Lin Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, the soles of his feet stomped on the ground suddenly, and his body swept out again.

"Stubborn!"

Seeing that Lin Yuan was still rushing over, Yan Yunlong's eyes were even more ferocious, and the golden long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out. In an instant, the middle stage of the Purple Mansion actually bloomed completely.

Click!

The purple-gold Qiankun sword collided with the long sword fiercely, and in an instant, Lin Yuan was not only that, but the palm of his hand instantly generated a strong energy, and with a sudden urge, the general ehed out of the Qiankun sword, and the hilt of the Qiankun sword was against the golden long sword, and both of them came out of their hands.

Swish!

Shaking off the weapon in the opponent's hand, Lin Yuan instantly approached Yan Yunlong's body, and the fierce palm wind carried terrifying strength, and it was fiercely imprinted.

Those watching the martial artists and others in the distance saw Lin Yuan's move, and they couldn't help but exclaim, although they knew that Lin Yuan was physically strong, but the current Yan Yunlong had the help of a defensive spirit weapon, and moreover, Lin Yuan, who had lost the Qiankun Sword, how could he break his defense?

"Stupid!"

Yan Yunlong saw that Lin Yuan actually gave up his long sword to resist his long sword, and actually came close to him, his eyes suddenly became cold.

He has a defensive spirit weapon, coupled with his own physique is strong enough, Lin Yuan's ordinary attack is extremely difficult to cause damage to him at all, but on the other hand, he can instantly make Lin Yuan injured with a punch.

Boom!

Yan Yunlong's palm was printed like lightning, and it directly fell on Lin Yuan's chest, and the violent wind made Lin Yuan's throat sweet, and there was a fishy breath in his mouth, but when the fishy breath came, Lin Yuan ignored it completely, and his blood-stained face looked particularly fierce, and then, his flashing purple-gold palm finally fell on Yan Yunlong's chest.

Snort!

At the moment when Lin Yuan's palm fell, Yan Yunlong suddenly saw that the corners of the former's mouth set off a strange arc, and then, he saw that in Lin Yuan's palm, a delicate purple-gold small tower flashed out.

"What is this?"

At this moment, Yan Yunlong, who had always had an indifferent face, finally had a touch of horror in his eyes.