The countless swords on his body and the sword in his hand just pierced into the wind and rain.

The huge dragon head rushed down.

The dragon head spat out a breath, then opened its mouth and swallowed him.

The old man's state of mind has completely calmed down.

At this time, he has stopped caring about the world. What he pursues is not to leave any regrets, and his regret at this time is that the blow just now was not perfect.

His attack was perfect for him.

He has done everything he can to the best of his abilities.

However, at this moment, unexpected emotions appeared in his eyes again.

Lin Yi's strength was slightly inferior to his full strength. This was a fact that he had felt before, and it had not changed at all now.

Lin Yi's perception is even stronger than his, so Lin Yi's movements and responses are faster than he imagined. It's just these slight differences that don't play any decisive role in the collision of forces that he leads.

function.

This giant dragon and the endless wind and rain in this giant dragon's body are not only the manifestation of his power, but also the embodiment of his will.

In addition to strength, his almost perfect strike was actually a battle of wills.

In his opinion, no matter how talented a young practitioner is, he cannot compare with someone like him who has been practicing for hundreds of years in terms of will. A strong will often comes from experience, from countless years of cultivation.

of patience and penance.

Vicissitudes of life are also a kind of strength.

He has experienced countless pains and lonely times, and he can even endure more than twenty years of seclusion. He feels that as long as the young practitioner's will is broken down in this stalemate, the opponent's sword will will naturally be destroyed.

Disperse.

If it loses its edges and support, no matter how strong the opponent's body is and no matter how many secret techniques he possesses, he will ultimately be nothing more than a piece of hardwood washed away by the waves, rather than a rock that stands firm in the river and breaks through the wind and waves without moving.

It's just that he was wrong.

He didn't know what Lin Yi had gone through.

The army of the Northern Wei Dynasty enveloped him like a stormy sea in Zhongli. They beat him for many days but could not break his will. How could a person who walked out of that mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood and understood that his persistence would eventually succumb to him?

will.

Countless voices rang out from Lin Yi's body.

Boundless wind and rain collided with countless swords, and countless tiny wounds appeared in his body again. The constant pain continued to stimulate his sea of ​​consciousness, but the sword intent in his body and the sword intent in his hands never diminished.

Bang.

The body of this giant dragon collapsed directly.

Its head shattered first, turning into countless crystal water droplets that shot in all directions like arrows. Then, its body also began to shatter.

Some power rushed back into Lao Zhenren's body, and several bloody mouths appeared on his body, and the blood began to soak his clothes.

But the look in Lao Zhen's eyes didn't change at all.

He also foresaw such consequences before the dragon began to collapse, and this was just the introduction to his attack.

With a sneer, a blue shadow broke through the chaotic wind and rain, passed through the shattered dragon's body, and landed on Lin Yi.

This is his natal magic weapon, the big blue flag.

The big flag had rolled up as it passed through the broken wind and rain. It was like a spear falling on Lin Yi at a terrifying speed.

boom!

A wave of air exploded in Lin Yi's chest.

Countless rays of red light flew out.

Most of them are broken mercury powder mist, and some are blood.

Lin Yi pursed his lips tightly. His body was crumbling. Although there were no obvious injuries, his face became a little pale, and it was obvious that his internal organs had been injured.

But his will did not waver in any way.

Because he had also sensed that the old man opposite him was almost exhausted, and he felt that he was unable to continue.

He waved the sword element in his hand and slashed at the spear-shaped flag.

puff!

The flag, which was tightly rolled together and as straight as a gun, softened in an instant. However, he was not able to cut off its power with one sword. At this moment, the flag seemed to have turned into a slime in the river.

The slippery loach wrapped around his body and tightened it continuously!

While wrapping around him and tightening sharply, the flag even started to swim sharply!

In addition to the explosive sound of strength, Lin Yi's body suddenly heard countless harsh friction sounds.

The corners of the flag were cutting his body like a sharp saw!

Lin Yi's eyes narrowed.

He shouted loudly!

He had barely breathed since the beginning of the battle, but at this moment, he exhaled and inhaled deeply, and his entire chest and abdomen instantly sunk and bulged!

There was a snap, like a rope breaking.

The flag, which was constantly tightening like a rope or a saw, was forcefully broken open by the power gushing from his body, like a big snake with its joints shaken apart, jumping away from his body.

Countless horrified exclamations sounded.

The vast majority of practitioners in Chaotian Palace were naturally concerned about their own life and death. Of course they did not want to see the old master lose. They were shocked to see that while the big flag was being shaken off, it seemed that

It has lost its last strength, like a curtain sliding down.

However, at this moment, the old man looked at Lin Yi and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

The moment he said these two words, his body had disappeared from where he was.

A sound of wind and thunder seemed to transcend the boundaries of space and time, sounding between him and Lin Yi, and then fell on Lin Yi instantly.

The index and middle fingers of his right hand formed a sword and stabbed Lin Yi in the chest.

What he wants is this moment of time.

When neither strength nor will can determine victory or defeat, there is still opportunity.

He was indeed close to running out of oil, and his body was already overwhelmed. He could no longer sustain such a powerful output of true energy. However, he had already predicted that the moment Lin Yi dealt with his natal magic weapon, the aura in his body would definitely surge.

, it was too late to block his own blow.

He turned most of the power in his body into wind and thunder, pushing his body into absolute speed, allowing him to come in front of Lin Yi and seize this moment of opportunity.

There was a soft "click" sound.

Two of his fingers were broken.

There was a hint of pain in his eyes, but what followed was a more determined look. His broken fingers continued to move forward, and the broken stubble still penetrated Lin Yi's flesh and blood fiercely.

Inject the only force you have into it.

The place he struck was the heart.

Even if he uses most of his power to push his own body, if such true energy rushes into the opponent's body, he can be sure that the opponent's heart veins will be broken.

In his opinion, any practitioner whose heart veins are broken will die, even the legendary Three Saints of the South.

That's why he said sorry.

He felt that Lin Yi's rebelliousness was understandable. He felt that Lin Yi was a cultivator who conquered the world and had an unlimited future.

However, he has been honest from the beginning.

If possible, he should kill Lin Yi.

He felt that Lin Yi was destined to die.

Then he himself would probably die of his injuries.

However, at this moment, his pupils shrank violently.

Lin Yi coughed up blood.

However, Lin Yi's aura didn't seem to be cut off.

"Feel sorry."

Lin Yi coughed up blood and said this to him.

Lin Yi stretched out his hand and pushed him away.

Lin Yi really didn't have much strength at this time.

His heart veins were indeed broken, but the sword energy that returned to his body forcibly suppressed the injury. His powerful vitality caused his wounds to regenerate rapidly with flesh and blood.

Even though he didn't have much strength, his push at this time was powerful enough for this old man.

The old man flew towards the rear.

His back hit the stone wall under the high platform behind him.

The old man's body was shaken.

He also started coughing up blood constantly.

The difference is that he no longer has the strength to take action.

He has truly reached the end of his life.

“Really extraordinary”
Chapter completed!