Zhuo Qingzhi looked at Lin Yi with a slightly strange expression.
The practitioners he had seen in the past were seven or eight to more than ten years younger than him, and they were as young and tender as delicate flowers in a rainstorm. But neither Lin Yi nor Ni Yunshan were different from those people.
When he faced Lin Yi, he didn't feel like he was fighting against a junior at all.
What surprised him the most was that Lin Yi's power was indeed unique. He could not feel any fluctuations in the true energy from Lin Yi's body.
That power is very pure, more solid than the power of true energy, and less likely to be broken.
Lin Yi's slightly bent knees slowly straightened up, and he spat out a mouthful of blood that had already overflowed in his mouth. Although the opponent only suffered a lot of damage with a sword, but thinking back to the scene just now, he felt even more excited.
Great confidence.
His previous struggles with spiritual practitioners had indeed given him a lot of valuable experience. Although Zhuo Qingzhi's sword was fast, he seemed to be able to adapt to this speed and rhythm.
All that's missing is strength.
Zhuo Qingzhi's eyes flashed.
Smoke and dust suddenly rose under his feet.
A strong wind slapped Lin Yi on the face.
Zhuo Qingzhi's figure appeared with the strong wind, and his body and the sword in his hand merged into one. The true energy in his body continued to flow towards the tip of the sword, and it still stabbed Lin Yi without much change.
In Lin Yi's perception, this sword turned into an extremely heavy hill due to the continuous filling of true energy.
He decided to change his tactics.
The swords in his hands were all handed out, the long sword blocked the opponent's sword, and the knife cut into the opponent's sword body.
There was a loud sound.
The sword in his hand didn't even have time to land on the opponent's sword, and his body was already knocked back.
Zhuo Qingzhi comes forward again.
The sword light lit up.
The momentum of Zhuo Qingzhi's sword changed slightly. The sword avoided Lin Yi's blade. The sword flipped and vibrated in a very small space, and struck Lin Yi's blade with powerful true energy.
However, the cold sword light also changed at an extremely fast speed.
Zhuo Qingzhi sheathed her sword.
The swords have not crossed.
Both of them stood up again.
There was dead silence all around.
The ordinary people who held their breath and stared wide-eyed could not understand. They only knew that Lin Yi was not shaken out this time, but for those practitioners, this encounter was even more shocking.
Zhuo Qingzhi is a legendary valet. In this kind of close combat, the changes in his sword moves, whether it is just a small movement of the wrist or the mobilization of true energy, can make the sword in his hand change very quickly.
This speed can even keep up with flying swords.
However, Lin Yi actually kept up with his speed.
"Strong perception."
Zhuo Qingzhi's face became solemn for the first time. He frowned slightly and looked at Lin Yi. After saying something, he couldn't help but said: "Is this the sword technique in the legendary Mad Sword and Cold Sword?"
Lin Yi nodded, and his body shook slightly at the same time.
It's not because the afterglow of the shock lingered. No one taught him this, but he discovered a little skill in battle. With the slight exertion of his heels, his body vibrated, and there was a sense of soreness and numbness in his flesh and blood.
It will disappear faster.
And just before resisting the sword, he even subconsciously used the Wu Leak Golden Body Technique to warm up his sore flesh and blood through visualization. This method turned out to be surprisingly effective.
, the congestion in the tiny blood vessels in his flesh and blood that had been broken seemed to be forcibly drained out by him in an instant as he sweated.
He has always been good at thinking of ways, and combat seems to be his best teacher.
Facing such a powerful enemy, some methods that are usually unimaginable were naturally forced out.
"I take back what I said at the beginning because I was wrong."
Zhuo Qingzhi did not take action immediately. He took a deep breath and said seriously: "I shouldn't tell you not to use all my strength, because even if I use all my strength, I may not be able to win steadily."
There was an uproar all around.
Even Xu Longshan couldn't believe that Zhuo Qingzhi would say such a thing.
A sharp shout sounded.
There was another storm between Zhuo Qingzhi and Lin Yi.
It's just that this time the strong wind was mixed with a yellowish energy like raindrops.
These energies hit Lin Yi's body like hard stones.
Amidst the popping sound, the sword raised in Zhuo Qingzhi's hand became extremely bright, and a sword light shot out from the tip of the sword, like lightning, piercing Lin Yi's eyebrows.
Zhuo Qingzhi is not pedantic.
Since he determined that Lin Yi was an opponent that must be faced absolutely, he had to squeeze out his true power.
He had also seen clearly in Lin Yi's previous battles that the powerful true energy methods that separated high-level practitioners from low-level practitioners seemed to have no effect on Lin Yi at all, but the true energy power mixed in his strong wind,
I just wanted Lin Yi to move slower.
However, facing such a sword attack from him, Lin Yi made a simpler response.
Lin Yi just raised his arm, as if to prevent the energy from hitting him in the face, but this action also allowed him to use his arm to directly block the sword light.
There was a pop.
The sword light spread out on his arm.
It's like stars overflowing, very mysterious.
Lin Yi's body was knocked back again.
It's just that his feet tapped the ground rhythmically and he retreated so fast that even the sword Zhuo Qingzhi extended forward was just an afterimage after it sliced through his body.
Strings of smoke and dust rose up on the ground where his feet touched.
Zhuo Qingzhi looked at the smoke and dust, and his frown deepened.
This is a very strange feeling, but at the moment, it seems that his feeling is right.
This young practitioner did not suffer from exhaustion due to such an all-out battle, but instead he continued to grow stronger.
Lin Yi's face was slightly distorted.
He heard a slight crack in his arm.
There was almost no difference between this sword light and a real epee stabbing his arm.
The only difference is that when the sword light disperses, there is a lot of pure and powerful true energy flowing through his flesh and blood.
These true essences were rapidly transformed in his body again, turning into air currents, which were swallowed up by the inner elixir in his Dantian Yuan Palace.
This inner elixir is like his inner enemy at this time.
Under the oppression of internal and external enemies, all the flesh and blood in his body seemed to understand his desire and began to heat up.
His heart was beating faster than usual.
His perception seemed to have become more acute, and the pain and numbness in his flesh and blood were quickly driven out of his body.
Passive fighting was never his style.
In the next moment, he started to move and ran towards Zhuo Qingzhi.
He started to fight back.
This slight sensitivity of perception brought him many novel feelings. He felt that the sword in his hand became more flexible. He had a fresh understanding of the moves of the Cold Sword and Mad Sword, and he intuitively felt that he could compare with
It was done better before.
There was a bang.
A sword cry covered up the sound of his heavy footsteps.
Zhuo Qingzhi stood there, his face quickly calming down to indifference, but in his perception, the sword struck by Lin Yi also turned into a heavy hill.