Rong Yi and Xiao Suxin's senses couldn't keep up with the speed of the gray sword shadow flying out of the mud. Wei Guanxing could, but he didn't feel that Lin Yi couldn't stop the sword, and he couldn't feel that Lin Yi had any real power at this time.
He was panicked, so he just watched quietly.
The gray sword shadow only jumped an inch from the ground and quietly struck at Lin Yi's feet.
Lin Yizheng thought of a funny joke, and as the sword pierced the sole of his foot, he really couldn't help laughing.
"Do you sword masters really like to sneak attack on people's soles?"
His laughter rang out amid the sound of rain and the sound of flutes.
No one responded.
When his laughter rang out, the hands of the priest in silk clothes holding the flute had begun to tremble, and the sound of the flute could no longer be formed. The face of the priest in silver clothes who had a calm temperament and was very elegant also turned pale. His face
His body suddenly shook, and the wheels of the carriage he was on crashed into the mud at the same time.
It's a smash, not a trap.
Because the violent vibration of his body was like a giant hammer hitting him.
The four wheels made a heart-stopping cracking sound, and splashes of mud and water even made the slightest sound of breaking through the air.
The huge shock to his body was caused by his flying sword.
When Lin Yi laughed, the sword in his hand had already landed on the gray sword shadow. Then, he stepped down hard, stamping down the flying sword that was still struggling.
On the ground, stepping into the dirt.
"How is that possible!"
The priest in brocade clothes holding the flute cried out.
His trembling voice mixed with the broken flute sound shuttled through the rain curtain, which seemed extremely weird.
After all, the owner of the gray flying sword next to him was calmer than him. At this time, he had lost the flying sword he had practiced for many years, and his breathing became heavier and his face became paler.
The elegant priest in brocade clothes was thinking in his mind that his flying sword was broken by one blow. In addition to the fact that this practitioner was not limited by the method of sonic vibration at all, it was also because his perception was able to follow the sound.
This sword is worthy of my own sneak attack.
However, the biggest problem is that he was lucky just now. At the moment when he was hit by the opponent's sword, he still wanted to forcefully control the flying sword and still stabbed the opponent's soles. However, the shoes the opponent was wearing were also difficult to fly with the sword.
Things that enter.
He raised his head and looked hard at Lin Yi who was laughing. He was a little hard to understand at this time. This man was obviously a very powerful practitioner, and his swordsmanship was also exquisite like he had never seen before, but why did he seem to be so special?
Afraid of flying swords?
Although it was only a moment of fighting, he already had a vague feeling that Lin Yi seemed to be particularly afraid of flying swords, so even the shoes he wore were specially made.
This is a subtle intuition.
But this intuition is often very accurate.
Looking at Lin Yi in front of him, Rong Yi felt ashamed, but Xiao Suxin on the other side was completely relieved.
It seems that Lin Yi's strength and progress are far stronger than she imagined.
"Excellent!"
Shen Kun was also stunned.
Even with his cultivation level, the reason why he was quickly defeated by the Taoist in red and was captured was because he was affected by the practitioner's flute. And the flying sword enshrined by the other practitioner in brocade was indeed extremely insidious.
He could only feel it when he was close to him, which caused him a lot of trouble.
However, these two worshipers joined forces and were defeated so easily?
"Do you think this is fucked up?" He was in such a good mood that he couldn't help turning his head to look at the Taoist priest in red beside him.
The Taoist in red did not respond to his words. Perhaps he just felt that Shen Kun was too complacent at this time, so the Taoist in red stood up.
As he stood up, the carriage's compartment exploded.
The walls of the carriage were neatly broken into palm-sized squares and scattered all around. The cold rain fell on Shen Kun's face, making his smile freeze.
"Are you sick?"
Shen Kun looked at the Taoist in red blankly, "Isn't this carriage money?"
The Taoist in red didn't look at him.
Not a drop of rain fell on the Taoist in red.
The red robe on his body exuded a crystal luster, pushing away all the wind and rain that hit him.
"It is indeed the realm of divine thoughts."
Lin Yi carefully took a step back, and he, Xiao Suxin, and Rong Yi moved closer.
The Taoist in red's eyes did not fall on him, but on Wei Guanxing, who had always been very low-key.
"You and I fight."
The Taoist in red, who was born in Tianxin Temple, looked at Wei Guanxing from afar and said in an extremely simple way: "If you defeat me, I will let you take him away. If you lose in my hands, don't force me anymore."
Wei Guanxing pondered slightly.
"No!" Lin Yi said firmly.
Shen Kun was even more stunned. Although he didn't know who Lin Yi was and couldn't see Lin Yi's face, he felt more and more that Lin Yi had a lot of personality.
The Taoist in red frowned slightly and glanced at Lin Yi.
He needed Lin Yi to give him a reason why he couldn't do it.
"Even if you can defeat him, it may not be an easy victory, but as for the rest of you, they are definitely not our opponents." Lin Yi finally got the opportunity to have a good talk with the other party, and suddenly he was beaming under the mask and said with high spirits: "If he entangles you, we can besiege you after we resolve the battle, and our chances of winning will be greatly increased. So you said that the outcome will be determined by the two of you fighting. This condition is obviously unfair."
"Where is the injustice?"
The red-clothed Taoist was extremely well-educated. He smiled faintly and said proudly: "What you want is Shen Kun alive, but we may not. Now he is in my hands. If I can't guarantee that I can capture him alive, if I think you can kidnap him, It would be easy to kill him. You can't leave with Shen Kun alive, not to mention that you don't know if any of you will suffer any accident. Don't you think my proposal is good? I don't care what your purpose is, but you can These people like Shen Kun are just giving orders to do things for others, must they be divided between life and death?"
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, then laughed sarcastically, "It seems that what you said is right and makes sense."
Wei Guanxing was helpless and said: "It makes sense in the first place, but you just don't have confidence in me."
Lin Yi said softly: "Then do you have confidence?"
"No." Wei Guanxing said simply, "We'll talk about it after we try it."
Lin Yi couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
"Who can have the confidence to win when facing a practitioner of the spiritual realm of Tianxin Guan? What's more, he has been practicing for significantly longer than me." Wei Guanxing said calmly and softly: "But if we talk about the odds of winning, I think I will still win. Some."
"please."
It is impolite to make people wait too much, not to mention that the red-dressed Taoist's response was indeed very polite and reasonable. Wei Guanxing did not let the red-dressed Taoist wait any longer. He walked towards the wasteland outside the official road.
The Taoist in red nodded.
Then the battle between the gods begins.
Lin Yi's heart moved. At the same time that he felt a surge of true energy in the body of the Taoist in red, Wei Guanxing had just reached the edge of the official road. The raindrops around him were still falling as usual, but they suddenly lit up. Some of the edges of raindrops are no longer smooth and become extremely sharp.
(The joke I told in the last chapter is brainless, and the other meaning is that there are some unknown creatures in the book review section who just want to criticize, and they are brainless. Every time they continue to belittle me, I will pull the same book to praise them. It is too deliberate.
Okay. And they were completely stupid and said that my subscription of two or three thousand words with Zongheng coins is the same as the subscription of 20,000 words for a certain book. The subscription system is automatic, not determined by me. I can get as many Zongheng coins as I want for 5,000 words and 20,000 words.
Same? Also, it said that there are only 600,000 words in more than 200 chapters. How many chapters and tens of thousands of words are needed? After bragging for a long time, in what month did I open the book? 600,000 words is a lot, right? Not to mention the past ten years, the last two years
How many words have I written in 2018? How many words have you written after bragging for a long time? I won’t argue about level and quality. Some people think cucumber is easy to use, some think banana is easy to use, some think eggplant is easy to use, and some people like ham.
Guang, there is no standard for this, but at least there is a copyright pricing in the market. The sky is dark and you are blown away, and you can’t afford to buy the copyright. Low is still low, high is still high, it makes sense.
? Then again, don’t leave a tail that can be attacked. Even if you are extremely rich and have private jets lined up, I am still used to living my peaceful life. I will not compare with Jack Ma, nor will I.
I think he has an easier life than me. Everyone has their own way of living, so why bother asking for trouble. Lao Wu is an old man who debuted in the 2000s. He has long looked down on the ups and downs. He quietly writes books and takes good care of his body.
This is the current state. And these words are not meant for those book friends who really like to read books and like to update. I don’t mind if you urge for updates, and I won’t really tease you. I am more anxious than you and I want to update desperately. But
How do we work now? People are old and in poor health, and they have their own requirements for what they write. They don’t want to exchange the number of words for money. Also, the current atmosphere is different from before. Some young practitioners write 20,000 words a day, so now every day
It’s too slow to update four to five thousand words, or hundreds of thousands of words a month. It’s really not that easy to code.)