In the flying and roaring collision of spell weapons, there was a trace of silver bells, but it was like a heavenly sound in Lin Yi's ears. ()

Lin Yi was stunned on the spot, as if he had been struck by lightning, although before he got close, a smiling and pretty face had already appeared in front of his eyes, a touch of emerald green clothes, and a string of silver bells on his white wrist.

"Leprechaun!"

Lin Yi almost exclaimed, suddenly feeling that his heart was beating faster, it was difficult to control himself, and his breath became a little uneven.

"Song Ming, they're bullying the little goblin!"

At this point, Lin Yi's heart suddenly became a "chaos", how dare he hesitate, galloped forward with all his strength, and his body turned into a long rainbow, crossing the void.

Lin Yi felt as if he had never run so fast, even if he was on the verge of desperation before, he was not so fast when he ran for his life.

Thinking that the Yiren who was thinking about it day and night was right in front of him, Lin Yi's heart was on fire. At this time, there was nothing else in his mind, no one else, he forgot the place of the sword mound, forgot the ten-year covenant, forgot the rain, and only that pretty face remained.

Lin Yi came closer and saw at a glance more than a dozen monks led by Song Ming besieging a masked woman in a green shirt in the middle.

It is still the purple "color" veil, covering the moving face, the emerald green "color" long skirt on the lower body, and the green "color" wrapping chest on the upper body, "exposing" the unbearable waist, the skin is like condensed fat, white as jade, and it is fascinating to look at. A string of silver bells fell from Hao's wrist, and from time to time there was a soft sound.

One of the monks said loudly: "Sure enough, it's a demon girl, dressed so violently, no wonder Senior Brother Li will be **** by you!"

Mu Xiaoyou sneered: "I can wear it as much as I like, whoever is like you human race, who is secretive on the surface, who knows what dirty things are done behind the scenes." ”

Song Ming chuckled, the movements in his hands kept stopping, the spells were launched frequently, and a trace of **** flashed in his eyes, and said: "Demon girl, you still obediently tie your hands and arrest it, so as not to suffer hardship." Come back to the sect with me, if I am willing to intercede a few words, you may be able to avoid death. Otherwise, hehe...... I, Song Ming, am reluctant to hurt your wonderful figure. ”

Another monk also laughed lewdly: "Young master, I guess the appearance of this demon girl will never be bad, look at that skin, it is so tender that it can drip water, haha." ”

The wood demon now only has the cultivation of building a perfect foundation, and when he heard everyone's ****, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and his body stagnated slightly. At this moment, he was caught by the monks and hurriedly "messed up".

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the monks, without emotion, containing a murderous intention!

"You give me death!"

Lin Yi's heart burned with rage, his eyes widened, and he broke into the crowd of monks with murderous energy.

Seeing the monks besieging the wooden demon, and hearing those obscene words, Lin Yi almost blew up his lungs, and without saying a word, he directly shook his hand is a thousand blue 'color' sword qi.

Transfiguration has been used to the extreme!

Every trace of blue sword qi contains the subtle way, and it directly uses the sword intent of the sword technique.

Some monks were caught off guard, and they didn't expect that there was another monk hiding next to them, and when they looked back, it was already too late.

A ball of blue 'color' light was thrown into the crowd, and a dazzling brilliance suddenly erupted, bursting out with more than a thousand blue 'color' sword qi. The wooden demon stood in the middle of the blue "color" brilliance, but the more than a thousand sword qi that burst out did not cause any damage to her, and every trace of sword qi consciously avoided it, and "shot" it into the crowd of monks who were attacking.

The besieging monks were instantly distracted by this cluster of brilliance, and when they looked closely, a bright and brilliant sword light was already approaching, with a total of more than a thousand sword qi, and almost every monk was facing nearly a hundred blue 'color' sword qi.

It contains the way of subtlety, and the sword qi with sword intent, the lethality is directly increased several times.

Before some of the foundation building monks with low cultivation could react, their whole bodies were pierced with hundreds of blood holes, and their heads were also pierced by sword qi, and the primordial gods were destroyed and died on the spot.

There are a few monks who have the cultivation of building a foundation, and they are also extremely rich in combat experience, so they instantly took out various defensive spiritual weapons, blocked them in front of them, and hurriedly retreated.

But more than a hundred sword qi seemed to see through the trajectory of these monks' retreat and the flaws in their defenses, and they swarmed up directly, and a few more corpses covered with blood holes appeared on the ground again.

The first layer of sword intent in the art of sword fighting, distinguishing between reality and reality, seeing through flaws, all the movements of these monks, under the sword intent, there is nothing to hide.

In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen lifeless corpses in the jungle.

But Song Ming is still alive.

Song Ming felt an unprecedented crisis the moment Lin Yi made a move, and he knew in his heart that he couldn't stop this move. If you can't stop it, you will die!

Fortunately, since the accident in the Yi Sword Sect a year ago, the sect leader of the Danxia Sect, that is, his father, told him to cultivate until he built the foundation and then came out. At this time, it happened that the land of the sword mound was flooded again, and the sect master asked him to try the opportunity. But after all, there is a lesson from the past, before leaving, the sect master gave him a talisman, which can be worth the talisman of the early Jindan monk's full blow, as a means of saving his life.

Once the talisman is shattered, the sect master will also sense it and quickly rush over to save him, as long as it can delay for a little time.

This talisman was originally intended to be used again in the place of the sword mound, but unexpectedly, a frighteningly high cultivator suddenly broke in and killed them without reservation.

Seeing the blue 'color' light that contained a thousand sword qi, Song Ming instantly broke out in a cold sweat and sacrificed the talisman without hesitation.

The talisman turned directly into ashes, but Song Ming's whole body was covered with a dark gold "color" light mask like a substance.

More than 100 sword qi did not stop, and directly hit the light mask, the light mask trembled, and his face dimmed a little, Song Ming's face turned pale with fright, but fortunately, he did resist the attack of more than 100 sword qi.

The wooden demon was also taken aback by this sudden change, and saw that the person who came was dressed in a white shirt, with a delicate face and a slender body, but he was murderous.

Mu Xiaoyou frowned slightly, and said: "What is the origin of this person, I don't know him at all, why do you want to help me? Is it also a person with bad intentions? I have to be careful for a while." ”

Over there, Song Ming resisted Lin Yi's sword qi attack, gasping for breath, his eyes kept rolling, ready to delay time and wait for the rescue of the sect.

Song Mingqiang said with a smile: "I don't know what sect this Taoist friend is, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding here, right?"

Lin Yi didn't answer, and looked at Song Ming coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Lin Yi directly opened his palm, and a cluster of blue sword light surged in his palm, and more than a thousand sword qi flew and swirled in it.

Seeing that cluster of sword light, Song Ming's face was ugly, and he felt as if his heart was beating to the tip of his throat, and he said in a trembling voice: "Dao, Dao, Daoist friends are merciful, I am ...... Nai Danxia faction young master, father is Danxia faction Jindan consummation monk, if you kill me, he will definitely rush over, you can't escape. Don't be confused for a while, but lose your "life". ”

Lin Yi smiled indifferently and directly threw more than a thousand sword qi towards Song Ming.

And Song Ming wanted to dodge, but he had a feeling that no matter how he dodged, he couldn't escape these more than a thousand sword qi.

With this hesitant effort, the sword qi was already approaching, and it crashed into the light mask in front of him.

The light mask emitted a cracking sound, and under the combined attack of more than a thousand blue 'color' sword qi, the light mask was also overwhelmed and almost shattered.

Song Ming was about to beg for mercy again, when suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and the palm that had been crystal clear was getting bigger and bigger in his pupils.

"Poof!"

The shroud, which was about to shatter, was grabbed by this palm, and it was directly scattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

Before Song Ming could react, he saw that the palm suddenly clenched into a fist and smashed on his head without hesitation.

Song Ming only felt that his eyes were dark, and then he lost consciousness.