Although they are flying swords commanded by the same person, they show completely different forms.
Previously, this sword rotated violently, pursuing pure power that low-level practitioners could not compete with. However, at this moment, this sword pursues not only speed, but also true energy means that normal sword control methods do not have.
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When the flying sword that was quietly hidden under the roof tiles flew out at a terrifying speed, as the woman in red poured in her true energy crazily, the sword energy overflowing from the runes on the sword remained condensed.
Two crescent-shaped sword blades were formed.
Therefore, the woman in red turned her sword into three, just like three sword lights falling on Rong Yi and Bai Yuelu at the same time.
Bai Yuelu's figure disappeared on the spot like a ghost, but in an instant, there was a gash on her body, and blood continued to flow from it.
Rong Yi's body was intact, and all his reactions were much slower than Bai Yuelu's. Only then did he realize that Bai Yuelu was injured. His clenched teeth tightened, and his clenched fists began to tremble uncontrollably.
The demon sect subordinate caught sight of this scene in the corner of his eye. Seeing that the three swords only caused a not serious wound on Bai Yuelu's body, a strange feeling emerged in his heart.
He finally understood who taught Lin Yi this somewhat familiar footwork.
It's just that he is not allowed to have any more thoughts at this time.
There was a cracking sound, and Lin Yi's knife had already slashed towards his eyebrow.
He couldn't even hold his sword with his right hand, and the true energy in his body was naturally shaking, but his strong willpower still allowed him to restrain the severe pain caused by the chaotic and oscillating true energy walking in the meridians. His left hand
There didn't seem to be any unnecessary movements. He just shook his wrist, and the iron staff suddenly shook into a semicircle. Instead, the head of the staff hit Lin Yi hard from bottom to top and slashed into his eyes.
There was an extremely dull sound in the air, like a piece of armor being hit by a huge boulder.
The knife in Lin Yi's hand also flew out, but with a sharp shout, he took another step forward, and the hand that lost the knife directly grabbed the shaking staff body.
The bamboo hat on the head of this Demon Sect subordinate had two new holes. His brows were deeply wrinkled, his lips were as red as blood, and deep shock welled up in the depths of his eyes. He had never seen this before.
I have never encountered a practitioner with such a strong body, especially one who is in the spiritual realm.
But the body of the cultivator is made of flesh and blood, not fine steel after all. Some blood drops appeared between his lips, and a large amount of true energy surged out from the meridians of his left hand holding the iron staff, trying to kill Lin in one fell swoop.
The hand holding his iron rod was shattered!
Visible streaks of condensed true energy surged along the staff like ferocious beasts. The moment they hit Lin Yi's palm, a sound almost like bone cracking sounded in Lin Yi's palm.
The demon sect subordinate calmly drew his staff. In his imagination, Lin Yi's skin was broken and his bones were shattered. He easily pulled out the staff and then struck again.
Yet he didn't twitch.
Smoke-like energy burst out between the staff and Lin Yi's fingers. In addition to his broken true energy, there was also some dark red mist that he could not understand that was not blood. However, Lin Yi's fingers did not
It shattered just like he imagined, but instead tightened like iron claws.
He felt that his staff was dragging a heavy object that was difficult for him to drag.
His unimaginable combat experience made him intuitively aware of the danger. With a muffled groan, his crippled right hand slapped the staff, hoping to add some more strength.
But he didn't get what he wanted.
Because the power to restrain him was generated both inside and outside his body.
Li Mo chuckled and groaned.
The true energy in his body surged out wildly.
In the meridians of this demon sect subordinate's body, more obstructions like stones appeared instantly.
At the same time, the power of the magic circle drawn by Rong Yi also fell on him.
Rong Yi was very angry.
He was a little helpless.
Bai Yuelu was injured because he was protecting him, but he had no reason to have confidence in Bai Yuelu. He trusted that Bai Yuelu would even use his own body to protect himself, so he didn't care at all about the roaring flying sword at this time.
, just poured all the power of anger onto this subordinate of the Demon Sect.
Troubled internally and externally, this Demon Sect subordinate's movements froze slightly.
He never thought that two young practitioners with such cultivation could actually cause such trouble to him.
It was especially difficult for him to understand why Li Moxiao, whose entire lungs were covered with moss by his true energy methods, could still fight so tenaciously, because it was not just the inability to breathe, the extreme lack of oxygen and the shock of his true energy,
It is possible that the qi, blood and true energy in this young practitioner's body will completely lose control, or even cause him to die instantly.
But in that flash of light, he knew the answer.
Boom!
Like the crashing waves!
Lin Yi rushed up.
To be more precise, he bumped into him extremely violently and struck out with a sword at the same time.
The sword light reflected the sunlight and the firelight in the distance, making it extremely dazzling and warm.
He could feel the power of this sword.
So he no longer persisted, let go of the staff he was holding, gathered all the power he could muster at the moment, and struck the sword with one palm.
The sword light met his left palm surrounded by true energy.
This is the answer that he didn't understand before.
Because Li Moxiao thought Lin Yi could win.
Because he knew Lin Yi could fight like this.
This demon sect subordinate felt countless tingling sensations on his palms, causing the flesh and blood on his back to twitch unconsciously.
Then he heard the clear and harsh cracking sound of his metacarpal bones.
He knew that his metacarpal bone was really shattered.
He could bear the pain at this moment, so he only felt strong emotion in his heart.
He lamented that such three young juniors could make him fight so hard, even on the verge of killing him.
He even felt a little emotional about the fighting spirit of these young people. This was a touching emotion that even if they died, they would die heroically.
But at the same time, a cold voice still surged in his heart, even so, you will still die.
The bamboo hat on his head was completely shattered.
Broken bamboo shards scattered like snow.
His palm was completely deformed, and some broken bones protruded from the back of his hand.
But with the momentum, his body flew backwards lightly.
Taking advantage of this buffer between breaths, the moment Lin Yi's body continued to accelerate, his hands and sleeves bulged up.
The crazy outflow of true energy turned his sleeves into two wind tunnels.
Countless wind blades rushed out like a waterfall.
The power of the magic circle entangled with him, like countless water plants, was crushed to pieces. Rong Yi subconsciously raised his hand and sprayed a mouthful of blood on his hand.
Lin Yi's pupils suddenly shrank.
These wind blades seemed to be exactly the same as the ones that this Demon Sect subordinate used at the beginning. However, there was some metallic flash in these wind blades and some completely different atmosphere.
He subconsciously felt extremely dangerous.
Without any hesitation, he did not immediately think of killing the demon sect subordinate who was still looting, but resolutely shouted and hit the metal flash mixed in the wind blade!
Bang bang bang bang...
Like rain hitting banana trees, there was a dull sound.
The bamboo hat on the head of this subordinate of the Demon Sect was broken, and his true appearance was completely revealed. There was not a single hair on his head, and he was permed with a strange ring seal. His face was covered with traces of wind and frost and asceticism.
He is a rare ascetic monk in the desert.
Under the call of true energy beyond his own limit, a mouthful of blood had already gush out from between his lips and teeth. However, at this moment, his shrunken right hand made a stroke, and there was a cracking sound.
A piece of metal flash in the wind blade suddenly changed its direction of travel, turned towards Lin Yi's neck, and pierced into Lin Yi's flesh and blood.