Lin Yiyun's light words made Feng Qingwu's heart tremble.

knew that this behavior was extremely ridiculous, but for some reason, Feng Qingwu followed Lin Yi out in a daze, and he had no claim.

This woman, who has endured humiliation alone in Xiandao for more than 50 years, finally revealed her weak side at this moment.

Lin Yi made a killing move, but he hid it well.

For the Immortal Island Monk, Lin Yi already had the attitude of killing as many as he wanted.

What's more, this group of immortal island monks injured the wind lightly into this appearance.

In all fairness, if Lin Yi and Feng Qingwu were in the Flood Desolate Continent, the two would not have any friendship.

But on Immortal Island, surrounded by enemies, only they are monks in the wilderness, and this affection is precious.

This is the instinct of two people to rely on each other and support each other in an unfamiliar environment.

When Feng Qingwu thought that Lin Yi was a Qi Condensing Monk, she didn't mean to drive him away, because he was her clan, even if it was an ordinary mortal, Feng Qingwu was reluctant to let him go.

In Lin Yi's heart, the Wind Light Dance also has an inviolable status.

At least in Immortal Island, Lin Yi did not allow the monks of the Flood Desolation to be wronged even the slightest.

What's more, she is the wind dance, the woman who would rather die than leave the things of the desolation to the fairy island.

Lin Yi held Hao's wrist dancing lightly, and he could clearly feel the violent beating of the latter's pulse.

Lin Yi didn't use his technique, he paced slowly like this, and at the same time, he crossed into the body of the wind and danced lightly.

Feeling this majestic anger, Feng Qingwu gradually calmed down, and thought, "I should have seen that he was concealing his cultivation, otherwise how could a Qi Condensing Cultivator have such a heart and calmness." ”

Although he thought so, Feng Qingwu did not break free of Lin Yi's palm and let him lead him.

Feng Qingwu said in a low voice: "What should we do, the opponent has more than a dozen monks, and the front must be invincible." ”

After a pause, Feng Qingwu bit his red lip and said softly: "Otherwise, or we will die together!"

Lin Yi chuckled when he heard this: "Don't worry, we can't die." ”

Obviously knew that Lin Yi was talking big, but for some reason, Feng Qingwu just couldn't have a trace of doubt, it seemed that no matter what this man said, he could do it.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingwu suddenly felt a little hot on his face.

Lin Yi didn't notice the abnormality of the wind dance, he was thinking about the next means to meet the enemy.

Lin Yi dared to be so confident, naturally because there was no Yuanying Great Monk in the other party's team of monks.

Lin Yi planned to test his sword with this group of monks.

The sword of the white-clothed swordsman, Lin Yi had just mastered some, and this group of monks was the one who Lin Yi tried the sword.

Lin Yi didn't know what kind of power this sword technique had, so he also kept a thought.

As soon as the black-sheathed sword was unable to wipe out all the monks here, he unleashed a storm of blades, causing a rain of swords to fall.

Although the half-step Yuan Infant is powerful, he still has not cultivated the Heaven and Earth Law to fight against it, and the sword rain can definitely kill everyone!

But there is another point, if Lin Yi uses sword rain and other means, he must ensure that he does not leave a living mouth.

Otherwise, once his methods are passed out, it is very likely to attract the attention of the combined power.

As soon as the thought fell, more than a dozen powerful figures in front of him had already come into view, and the first person had a long knife diagonally across his waist, his aura far surpassed that of others, and his eyes stared at Lin Yi coldly.

At this time, Lin Yi did not hide his cultivation, his face was expressionless, without saying a word, and walked slowly towards everyone.

When the leader saw the wind dancing lightly, he recognized it at a glance, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "This fellow Daoist, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs, this woman sneaked up on the monk of my Immortal Island Law Enforcement Team, with ill intentions, if you defend her, you will be an enemy of the shogunate!"

"Shogunate...... Isn't it remarkable?" Lin Yijian raised his eyebrows and asked in an indifferent tone.

The faces of the people in Xiandao changed, and they felt a trace of unease.

"What is the origin of this person, who dares to look down on the shogunate?"

Lin Yi was unmoved, and continued to walk forward with the wind and light dance.

At this moment, the half-step Yuan Ying who was the leader subconsciously moved his gaze down and turned to Lin Yi's steps, and couldn't help but have his pupils contracted violently.

Lin Yi's footwork at this time looked unremarkable, but it seemed to be slow and fast, almost in the short moment of dialogue, he had approached the front.

This creates a great visual contrast!

Obviously, it seems that he is still pacing in the distance, but in the blink of an eye, he is close!

"Buzz!"

A clear sword roar suddenly sounded, and then an incomparably dazzling light appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

This blazing white light was extremely dazzling, and many monks in Immortal Island subconsciously narrowed their eyes slightly.

It's sword light!

In an instant, the killing intent was pervasive, almost suffocating.

The people of Xiandao have never felt such a strong killing intention!

"Not good!"

Everyone was shocked, and subconsciously touched the storage bag, wanting to sacrifice the pill to meet the enemy, but the half-step Yuan Ying led by the half-step Yuan Ying reacted the fastest, and with a low roar, he wanted to open the Jindan vision.

But in the next moment, the person's movements froze, and the power of the vision collapsed into the air as soon as it rose, and his eyes darkened, and a little red light appeared in the center of his eyebrows, gradually expanding, and finally spurting out a stream of blood.

At this time, Lin Yi happened to pass by this person.

The black sheath long sword was already held in Lin Yi's hand at some point, and the sword body flashed with a cold light, and an incomparably rich murderous aura filled it, as if there was a killing god hidden in the sword body.

Lin Yi walked leisurely in the crowd, the long sword in his hand dancing quickly.

"Brush, brush, brush!"

The sound of more than a dozen sharp blades slashing through the void almost merged into one, making it impossible to distinguish between the front and the back.

It seems to be a sword, and it seems to be a dozen swords.

No one can tell.

Because when Lin Yi walked through the crowd with the wind and danced lightly, there were only a dozen lifeless corpses left behind him, and they fell to the ground one after another.

There was only shock left in the eyes of the wind dancer.

Hurry, too fast!

obviously knew that Lin Yi was drawing a sword, but he couldn't react at all in his mind.

Lin Yi's sword has surpassed the speed at which ordinary people can react.

Most of the dead monks did not blink, and some of them did not even take out the pill utensils, and as soon as their hands touched the storage bag, they became a corpse.

All the monks are all swords in the eyebrows, without exception, under this sword, the primordial gods of all the people in the fairy island have been ruthlessly strangled, and there is no vitality.

Seeing Lin Yi's move, Feng Qingwu thought that even if she recovered from her injuries and was on full alert, she would definitely not be able to resist the power of a sword.

You know that you will die if you take out the sword, but you can't dodge it, you can't avoid it, you can only watch this long sword pierce into the center of your eyebrows.

It's a very uncomfortable feeling.

After seeing this sword, Wind Light Dance will never want to see it a second time.

This is a sword that kills by nature, a sword technique that kills, and a sword way that kills!

Everywhere is full of merciless killing intentions, pure, neat, without the slightest impurities and tricks.

The black sheath long sword, a peerless fierce sword that is not stained with blood and will not be returned!

When the sword comes out, life will perish!

At this moment, Lin Yi deeply realized what the white-clothed swordsman said, and truly saw the power of this kind of swordsmanship!

PS: The website keeps getting wrong and doesn't go up. Now that I've finally caught up, the old knife didn't break his promise, and the fourth more was delivered~