The sword is fast enough and can cut through anything in the world!

There was once a joke, it was said that if the sword cuts off the head before it can react, the speed will be faster than ever before. There is no sense of stickiness like ordinary murder and beheading. Lin Yi was in his previous life.

I also heard similar jokes when I was young, but they were not as bloody and cruel as those in the Qin story.

But the principles are similar, and there is nothing worth studying in detail.

The sword in his hand turned lightly, and the moment he turned over in the air, he avoided the black-faced old man's flying knife attack, and at the same time, he used force to crush the young man's clothes. In terms of the technique of using the sword, Lin Yi was no longer weaker than the ordinary practitioner of the realm of clear objects.

There was not much vitality of heaven and earth wrapped in the sword, but it was enough to shred the young man's clothes. The tattered rags were floating in the air full of snowflakes, blocking the sight between the two.

The sound of the flying knife piercing the air was a low buzzing sound, which was especially harsh when it passed by my ears.

After landing, Lin Yi quickly stepped back dozens of steps, widening the distance between the two. He took a deep breath, and if he hadn't reacted quickly at that moment, he would have raised his sword to the ground and temporarily pointed it into the air.

After rising a little distance, I'm afraid the flying knife had already cut off his ear.

The black-faced old man was extremely skilled in controlling flying knives with his mind.

It can be seen that he is a practitioner who only uses flying knives.

Stimulated by the sword, the young man gradually became frightened and uneasy, and his face turned pale and frightening. Fortunately, his head was still on his neck and his body was not completely cold, so the shock and fear in his eyes gradually subsided.

.The eyes he looked up at Lin Yi also slowly changed. At first, he yelled at the black-faced old man to kill someone, but now he looked at Lin Yi with eyes full of fear.

A practitioner is a practitioner after all!

Regardless of whether it was before or in the future, if practitioners killed ordinary people without regard to the laws of the empire, it should be an easier task than chopping vegetables.

All the words his father warned him in the past came to the young man's mind one by one at this moment.

The black-faced old man was a little disappointed with the young man's confusion and fear, and said: "Master, you leave first. The battle between the practitioners will inevitably attract the officials of Xianyang Mansion, and even someone will show up at Heibingtai. You still

It’s better to avoid it for the time being..."

The young man did not refute, and left in a panic regardless of his ragged clothes.

Lin Yi's heavy breathing gradually subsided, and the sword in his hand trembled faintly. Facing the black-faced old man's attack just now, he thought he was alert enough, but he didn't expect to be affected by the attack. At this time, his wrist

The pain radiating from him already made it impossible for him to muster enough strength to hold the sword in his hand, and it was even more impossible to strike quickly.

The sword hanging diagonally on the ground was shaking slightly, and the wrist behind the body was shaking. The fingers holding the sword were opening and closing, and the power on the arm could not be transferred to the palms of the fingers, let alone the sword tightly.

At this time, he had lost the ability to fight.

As for the so-called practitioners who mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth to fight, he is still completely unable to do so. In the counterattack just now, he has used up all the vitality of heaven and earth that he can mobilize. At this time, his mind is relatively disordered and he cannot concentrate to mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth.

This sword is an ordinary sword!

No one paid attention to the situation on the ground. Lin Yi's eyes echoed around him, and he stared at the place where the young man left. Suddenly his eyes lit up, and there was something jade-colored in the rags that was illuminated by the light and made an attractive sound.

Guangshi. Watching the dark-faced old man who took care of the young man as he left, his eyes turned slightly, his thoughts were flying, and he instantly found a wonderful opportunity.

Holding the sword in his left hand, he came out quickly.

The sword was drawn out, and the shadow of the sword came back and forth between the door rails.

The black-faced old man watched the young man leave, but he reacted very quickly. He found the right opportunity and quickly attacked Lin Yi.

Turning over and walking across the ground, I picked up the thing inadvertently.

The battle between the two practitioners seems to be more unscrupulous...

However, Lin Yi had already consumed a lot of strength, and his hand that was used to wielding a sword also had problems, and his wrists were in constant pain. Using the sword with his left hand, and without the magic method to control the vitality of heaven and earth to fight, he had reached the end of his life.

When the lamp goes out.

His footprints appear on the high wall.

Appears on door panels and window bars.

Appears on the stone pillar in the top room.

...

Appear wherever you can!

Trying his best to avoid the attack of the black-faced old man, the black-faced old man stood motionless like a fisherman, watching the changes of Lin Yi's figure all the time, and turning the flying knife floating in his hand without any scruples.

direction, flying towards the direction where Lin Yi was running.

The flying knife splits the snowflakes and turns them into lumps of powder.

Snowflakes and flying knives avoid each other...

He stopped on the stone slab, then immediately turned around and ran in the other direction. The yard was very small, and Xiao Delin had already walked back and forth dozens of times in a short period of time. The consumption of strength caused his legs to gradually become unable to stop.

He was trembling, and his calves were sore and painful while running. His cheeks were first flushed from intense exercise, and now they are pale after exhaustion of strength.

The beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and were cut off by the flying knife.

There are countless knife marks on the wall, which are the result of flying knives hitting the wall violently.

"Sure enough, he ate public food and grew fat and strong. His ears and eyes were all damaged. He didn't even know such a big fluctuation..."

In his heart, Lin Yi scolded all the officials in the Xianyang government office.

Such a long time, such violent fluctuations, the house was about to be overturned. Not even a human figure appeared. Could it be that the Xianyang government did not dare to intervene in the battle between practitioners in the imperial capital?

Obviously impossible!

No matter what, Lin Yi still needs to persevere. The speed gradually slows down, and the steps gradually fall behind. There are finger-length blood marks on his body. From the first one at the beginning, to countless later, it is only a matter of time.

.

The black-faced old man circulates the vitality of heaven and earth, making them interact and unite on the body surface.

This is the method that practitioners who have truly entered the gate of practice should have. However, Lin Yi's body is not strong enough, and he is not proficient in controlling the vitality of heaven and earth and his thoughts. Naturally, there will be many difficulties that are difficult to overcome. He is also facing such life and death.

At this moment of speed, his mind became so busy and panicked that the pain in his body paralyzed his nerves, making him temporarily forget the pain.

It is really ironic to forget pain with pain.

"Stop running away, you are dead today..." the black-faced old man said, with more than a dozen flying knives hovering next to him.

In all directions where the flying knife went, there were places where Lin Yi could trek.

Lin Yi, who used all his energy to escape, watched the black-faced old man with his peripheral vision, and his face suddenly became particularly ugly. The first single flying knife was already the biggest attack he could withstand, and now there were more than a dozen flying knives all at once.

If it is shot out, how can he avoid it? Isn't it possible for God to do it?

Lin Yi's painful expression made the black-faced old man enjoy it very much.

This kind of angry but helpless expression on the enemy's face is what the black-faced old man is most happy to see. In previous years, when he was ordered to kill people, he would pay special attention to this period of time. After all, the enemy's expression was particularly beautiful at that time...

The flying knife shot out, leaving a mark in the snow.

The long trace was like the straight road outside Xianyang, extending all the way to Lin Yi.

The wind and snow haven’t stopped yet!

The scars are still there!

Amid the mess, more than a dozen flying knives fell straight to the ground.

He fell to the ground instantly as if he lost control.

Lin Yi, who stopped, stared dumbly at the scene in front of him, looking at the flying knives that had fallen to the ground. They were just ordinary flying knives, completely losing their aura just now.

The black-faced old man looked strange at first, and then his expression turned into shock!

No longer able to worry about killing Lin Yi, he quickly turned around and looked around, trying to find out if those powerful practitioners in the imperial capital were involved. If it was just like this, it would be the best situation. After all, those who do not belong to the government are good. The worst

As a result, the secret envoy of Black Ice Platform took action, which was an extremely terrible blow to him...

The one who came was so strong that even the black-faced old man couldn't detect it.

There were no people in the surrounding alleys, and there was no energy fluctuation, which showed that the strong man who took action was not nearby.

After confirming that he was not there, the black-faced old man hesitated and launched another attack. Lin Yi reacted quickly and fled directly to the door, intending to stab the old man's body with a sword, thus finding an opportunity to leave the small courtyard at the moment when the black-faced old man was hiding.

If the flying knife was close, it would inevitably cause wounds to his body, but Lin Yi couldn't care less, he just wanted to get rid of this helpless embarrassment quickly!

The moment the flying knife cut into the clothes, it suddenly stopped...

...Suddenly fell to the ground!

It was exactly the same situation as before, and the black-faced old man had no luck again...

The strong man hiding in the dark was indeed protecting the boy he was bound to kill. He cursed in his heart, before he took action, why didn't the protector take action? Why didn't he take action until now when everything was about to die? Where did he put him?

A strong person is a strong person after all, and he cannot criticize him.

The black-faced old man calmed down his anger, cupped his hands and said, "I don't know if that master is there, but he wants to protect him..."

"roll......"

A simple word cannot hide the arrogance.

The black-faced old man couldn't see the color of his face and looked as ugly as red. He didn't dare to speak rashly, so he could only leave the yard respectfully. The terrifying vitality contained in the domineering scroll word directly suppressed the black-faced old man.

At that moment, he was like a rootless boat drifting in the sea, which could be capsized by the waves at any time. This terrifying artistic conception made the black-faced old man wake up quickly.

Isn't it good to be alive?

He left the yard directly, glancing at Lin Yi with his peripheral vision before leaving.

Breathing heavily, Lin Yi watched the black-faced old man leave, and then recalled the terrible fluctuation just now, feeling resentful in his heart. He returned to the courtyard, closed the half-broken courtyard door, and sat on the floor where the snowflakes had melted and the stone slabs had long been shattered.

On the two stairs, I calmed down my ups and downs of heart and suppressed my breath that was almost panting. I looked far away to the surrounding eaves, and quietly thought about who it was...

There is really no one, really there is no one.

No one appeared in front of him to seek the kindness after saving someone!

Although it is strange, it is also a good thing for Lin Yi. After all, he does not like to repay others, nor does he like to falsely say thank you to his benefactor for saving his life.

The courtyard is in a mess and repairs will cost a lot of money.
Chapter completed!