"Grass!"

"That thing looks exactly like the seven-inch sword in Zhao Fu's hand!"

"The earth and stone just pushed Qi Jin into the air. Could it be that Qi Jin polished the earth and stone into the shape of a sword?"

In the eyes of everyone, it was clear that the boy on the stage was holding a seven-inch sword made of polished earth and stone!

The earth and stone long sword was almost exactly the same as the seven-inch long sword in Zhao Fu's hand! Not only that, the long sword in the young man's hand was more substantial. The whole sword was surrounded by a layer of fine white mist, and the wind was strong!

"I asked you to bring out Yanyu, but you don't obey me?"

Lin Yi spoke calmly, holding the earth-stone sword in his hand, and slashed at Zhao Fu in front of him!

call!

The sword of earth and stone collided with the sword of energy transformed into shape in Zhao Fu's hand.

The manic wind exploded violently with the two people at the center.

Bang bang bang.

Everyone could only hear the sound of collisions.

In a short period of time, dozens of sounds sounded, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time.

But when they took another look, they saw a figure flying out and landing on the ground at the other end of the ring with a bang.

"It's Zhao Fu!"

"How could it be that Zhao Fu actually lost?"

"How could the sword edge that he had gathered so much energy be defeated by the earth and rocks!"

Seeing Zhao Fu lying on the ring, everyone's expressions changed.

Looking at the other end, the young man stood quietly over there. The sword made of earth and stone in his hand showed deep cracks. The entire long sword was already in dilapidated form, as if one more blow would completely destroy it.

Damage.

"This is supposed to mean that both sides suffer?"

Someone hesitated to speak.

They saw Lin Yi standing still, but the stone sword in his hand had numerous cracks, so they thought he was holding on and did not fall down, as his body had already been severely injured.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible that after knocking Zhao Fu away, he can still stand there unharmed.

"Where is your Yanyu Sword."

Lin Yi held the broken sword in his hand and walked slowly towards Zhao Fu with a calm expression.

"You can't hurt me at all if you don't come out in the mist. The strength used on the broken sword in my hand is all the sword energy of your first sword. I don't have the energy to break the sword in your hand.

Don’t you understand even if you put in half your effort?”

Lin Yi spoke quietly.

As soon as the sound came out, the whole place was silent.

He didn't use any of his own strength, but all the sword energy from Zhao Fu's first sword?

Use your strength to fight!

"No wonder, no wonder the earth and stone pushed the sword energy into the air, and then it was cut into the shape of a long sword under the action of the sword energy. All of this, all of this is his method!"

"This guy, is he a pervert?"

"Who is he? How come I have never heard of such an expert existing in this land south of Jingnan? Even the famous Baiyun Zhenren may not be able to use this skill!"

When everyone below heard Lin Yi's voice, their hearts turned upside down.

"It's great to use your strength to fight!" Uncle Li shook his head and sighed softly, admiring him like a surging river.

"Surprisingly, is there anyone that strong?"

Zhu Yidong’s expression changes.

It's easy to say that it's easy to say, but it's even harder to do, not to mention controlling the energy to cut the earth and stone into the shape of a sword. When Zhao Fu arrived in front of him, he was holding a stone sword.

It all seemed just right, like a coincidence.

"hateful!"

Zhao Fu got up from the ground with difficulty and coughed up a mouthful of blood. He stretched out his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth. The blood stains next to him were a bit sad.

He raised his head and looked at Lin Yi, who was walking over, with doubts in his eyes. When his gaze fell on the stone sword in Lin Yi's hand, he looked even more unbelievable.

"Use my sword to cut my sword. The energy contained in the sword energy is obviously much weaker than the long sword condensed in my hand! You actually have such understanding of nature!"

Zhao Fu gritted his teeth, his voice was trembling and angry.

The power of the stone sword was very different from the power of the long sword held by Zhao Fu, but in the blink of an eye, Lin Yi shot a total of thirty-six swords in front of him. Every time the sword fell, it would definitely fall on Zhao Fu's powerful energy.

The weakest point of the sword weakened Zhao Fu's long sword.

Others could only hear the clanging sound, but only Zhao Fu knew the danger in the blink of an eye.

He couldn't even really swing the sword. Instead, he was restrained everywhere. If he was not careful, he might be killed directly by the stone sword.

It takes extremely strong skills and understanding of the sword to be able to target everywhere and find the weak points.

It would have been better if Zhao Fu had to fight the price of the Qi Jin sword in his hand completely shattering to escape from the danger. However, despite this, he was knocked down to the ground by a light tap of the stone sword, in a state of embarrassment.

"As I said, if you don't take Misty Rain, you are just a joke in my eyes. I ask you to take out Misty Rain and fight with me."

Lin Yi stood in front of Zhao Fu and kicked Zhao Fu in the face.

Zhao Fu was kicked far away like a kite with its string broken.

"I'll give you another thirty seconds to think about it."

As soon as Zhao Fu landed, Lin Yi walked away slowly. When he came to him, with an expressionless face, he kicked Zhao Fu in the stomach again.

With a bang, Zhao Fu was kicked back to his original position.

"Draw your sword, take out your Misty Rain Sword. The five swords of Jiangnan Sword Sect, aren't they very strong?"

Lin Yi spoke indifferently, turned around and walked away, kicking him again.

Zhao Fu was like a rubber ball, being kicked around by Lin Yi. He didn't even have a chance to get up.

"That's Zhao Fu, the young genius of the Jiangnan Sword Sect!"

"How come there is no chance to fight back?"

"Who is this young man?"

The people below were silent. They saw Zhao Fu, who was usually a master, being kicked and lost his temper. They felt their eyelids jump and they couldn't believe it.

"Draw the sword, do you actually have the Yanyu Sword, or is that just your bragging?"

Lin Yi kicked Zhao Fu again, this time on Zhao Fu's face, which directly broke his nose bones and caused bleeding.

With a whoosh, Zhao Fu flew out again.

Just when Lin Yi was about to step forward, he suddenly felt an extremely strong energy coming from not far away.

At the same time, there was also a roaring wind, accompanied by countless people's voices of admiration.

Lin Yi stood on the ring and glanced at the north ring to the side.

The North Arena and the South Arena are hundreds of meters apart, but at this moment, from Lin Yi's position, he can clearly see two people fighting in mid-air, fighting inextricably. From time to time, two people can be seen coming out of Qi Jin.

The long swords collided with each other. Every time they collided, a strong wind spread out, like a wave washing, and there was the sound of countless gravel crackling wildly.

At the north arena, the situation changed.

Su Chun and Yu Jinglong over there were not easy-going people, and they were so powerful that they attracted several other people in the arena to look over.

But this time, Zhao Fu, who was kicked off the bridge of his nose by Lin Yi, stood up shakily, coughing up blood, and his eyes were red.
Chapter completed!