Such a thing as face does not exist at all for some people who beg for food every day and cannot even eat enough.
In order to have a full meal, even if some people knelt down and kowtowed and called grandpa, they didn't care, they all felt that they were taking advantage.
The more status a person has, the more shameless they are and the more they care about face.
The same is true in the world of practitioners.
If a person in the spiritual realm encounters a practitioner who has entered the holy realm, even if he is humiliated, he will probably just be frightened and uneasy, and will not be able to generate much anger at all. He just wants to survive.
But if they are humiliated by practitioners of the same level, or by younger generations, they simply cannot hold back.
"You, a junior, go too far to bully others!"
Zhu Yu's face was twisted, and the blood vessels on his forehead were pulsing. With this sharp shout, the true energy in his body surged, and the originally solid soil under Lin Yi's feet suddenly rolled like waves, as if it instantly turned into a piece of quicksand.
land.
At the same time, there was a popping sound, and a cloud of yellow sand flew out of his sleeve, hitting Lin Yi right in the face.
He had long known that Lin Yi was wearing the Heavenly Treasure Clothes, but the Heavenly Treasure Clothes could not protect his face, and for any practitioner, the face itself was the most vulnerable part.
In his opinion, Lin Yi struck the flying cymbals so close and with such force, and now being hit by his own yellow sand, his face should be instantly bloody.
"You are already a cultivator in the realm of spiritual consciousness. How come you are still like some unscrupulous people in the world, throwing lime into yellow sand?"
However, when the yellow sand hit Lin Yi, there was a muffled sound on Lin Yi's face, like the sound of iron sand hitting thick cowhide. Lin Yi closed his eyes and saw only a flash of red marks on his face.
Not even a drop of blood came out, but Lin Yi's sarcastic voice started to sound.
His feet barely touched the ground an inch, and the churning quicksand turned into solid ground again.
"His skills are somewhat special. No wonder so many Northern Wei generals were ineffective against his true energy methods in the Zhongli Battle. His skills seem to be able to directly dissolve the opponent's true energy!" Fei Xu finally saw the clues at this time, with a solemn look on his face.
’s voice came out again and again.
"You talk a lot and are a bit verbose!"
Lin Yi laughed, raised his hands, but still did not attack the three people, and struck each other hard with the flying cymbals.
Although they had expected it, the sound of the golden cymbals was too loud. Lin Yi struck hard with both hands, and the loud sound shook. The three people still trembled all over, and even their hair was stirred up.
Practitioners fighting is an extremely dangerous matter, and fighting is not a trivial matter. But at this time, Lin Yi approached the three spiritual realm practitioners, but only continued to hit the flying cymbals, even Shen Kun, Luo Jilian and others behind him.
They all looked a bit dumbfounded.
Fei Xu, Zhu Yu, and Yan Jinghai all had their hearts beating violently. They felt that Lin Yi was very strange, but at this time, their hair was raised by the sound, and their faces seemed to be filled with real energy.
The yellow sand hit the body, causing it to burn and hurt.
The three of them glanced at each other and understood the meaning in each other's eyes. This Lin Yi was really bullying others. This time, even if they took extraordinary risks, they would stay and fight with Lin Yi.
"I'll deal with those flying needles!"
Zhu Yu's face turned green and white at this time, but he was not a fool. He knew that many of the methods he was good at were probably suppressed by Lin Yi's skills and had no effect at all. With a sharp shout, he first went to the
As he stepped back, the dozens of beads of different sizes in the yellow sand array in his hand rolled and collided violently, and the dissipated vitality force instantly stirred up wind and sand behind him and attacked those densely packed flying needles.
go.
"It's child's play, but his provoking method is effective." Bai Yuelu originally used this flying needle just to block these people's retreat. With her current strength, it is impossible to compete with these spiritual realm practitioners. At this time, she
Looking at the expressions of these three people, she knew that these three people were determined to defeat the enemy, so she immediately stopped the flying needle with a flash of lightning in her mind.
Wherever the yellow sand passed by Zhu Yu, the traces of those flying needles disappeared instantly.
Yan Jinghai drew the knife.
What he is most proud of is the methods of Rongku Temple, and in his mind, Rongku Temple represents a belief and perseverance, so he has always regarded himself as a practitioner of Rongku Temple, but when he entered
Before practicing in Rongku Temple, he was the sword master of Juedao Sect in the Northern Wei Dynasty. At this time, those true energy methods were useless, so he naturally used swords.
The moment he drew the knife, his sleeves bulged.
There was a terrifying roar swirling in his sleeves, like a sea wrapping around his wrist.
A massive amount of true energy that ordinary practitioners could never imagine was swirling around his wrists and fingers in an extremely luxurious manner.
These true essence did not penetrate into the exquisite runes on the blade, but turned his arm into a heavy mountain, and then gave this heavy mountain unparalleled speed.
He knew that the true energy method was useless to Lin Yi, so he just regarded this knife as a pure sharp weapon. Compared with his arm, this knife was as light as a feather.
A dazzling sword light fell in front of Lin Yi with indescribable anger.
Lin Yi's expression became more solemn.
The Cold Sword Mad Sword is a unique skill of swordsmanship that combines the masters of the North and South. Of course, he can be regarded as a master of swordsmanship at this time. His expression is solemn at this time. It is not that he thinks that this Northern Wei practitioner's swordsmanship is exquisite and has countless back-up moves, which is difficult to parry.
, but he seriously wanted to try what would happen if this kind of real spiritual mind practitioner collided with his current power.
He let go, let go of the two flying cymbals, clenched his fist, and with a sharp shout, he directly hit the sword with his fist.
It looked like a punch, but actually he was holding a bracelet in his hand.
There was a loud bang.
Countless sparks ignited and exploded between his fist and the blade.
Lin Yi only felt a strong force coming from him, as if he was pushed back hard by a strong man.
He took three steps back. His fingers were numb and he couldn't hold the bracelet tightly.
But that's all.
His entire body is very stable, giving the impression of being an unshakable cast-iron statue.
Yan Jinghai's body is also retreating.
Countless tearing sounds rang out between his wrists and fingers.
Strands of true energy visible to the naked eye tore apart, then spread rapidly, turning into streams of violent and chaotic vitality.
Countless air masses exploded in his hand instantly, and the sparks in front were washed away by the air masses, instantly igniting clusters of incredible flames.
The chaotic and strong vitality tore his sleeves, and the torn pieces of black cloth were flying like a lot of ashes in the night.
Yan Jinghai's hand holding the knife was shaking.
There were many bloody wounds between his fingers and wrists, and the blood flowing from the wounds flowed down his arms like earthworms.
He could completely bear this kind of pain, but when he looked at Lin Yi across from him, he couldn't imagine that the young man opposite him could actually make his sword hit an iron mountain with just the strength of flesh and blood.
At this time, Zhu Yu had just dealt with the threat of those flying needles, and had just caught sight of this scene with the corner of his eye. Before he could be shocked, he felt that the ancestral snake had already bypassed Lin Yi's side and pounced directly on him.
Come.
This ancestral snake looks quite stupid, but its body is really huge. It seems to move forward slowly, but in fact, it can stretch forward seven or eight feet with a twist of its body. This speed is no less than that of an ordinary practitioner of the spiritual realm.
Only when he looked towards this ancestral snake, the back half of its body was still twisting and moving wildly, but the front half of its body had been lifted up, as if it was about to devour him.
Zhu Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. He was still looking at the belly of the ancestral snake, looking at the gaps in the huge scales, and still thinking about whether he could attack the strange dragon from the gaps in the scales.
The flesh and blood suddenly roared, and the head of this ancestral snake was like an arrow shot from a bowstring. It was so fast that it had a huge open mouth in front of him!
The strength of the spine in this alien dragon's body is very special, and the speed of its attack at this moment is absolutely unexpected. Lin Yi had been fighting with this alien dragon before, and almost suffered a big loss from its attack.
Zhu Yu also did not expect that the speed at which the ancestral snake would bite him was so terrifying. He had no time to attack the weak spot of the ancestral snake at this time. He was not as strong as Lin Yi and dared to use the force to fly.
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The real energy outside his body exploded, and the whole person flew backwards with the force of the real energy explosion.
There was a loud click, like two gates suddenly closing. The ancestral snake bit the air in one bite, but a lot of broken true energy flowed out of the corners of its lips.
Zhu Yu's body was still in the air, and the fierce mountain wind blew on his back like a real substance. His back was ice cold, but he was still sweating.
This unexpected explosion of real energy directly consumed a small half of the real energy in his body.
"Mr. Fei Da!"
In such extreme horror, he even forgot to conceal Fei Xu's identity and screamed.
However, he was also angry that Fei Xu still cherished his true energy at such a time and did not take action.
In his opinion, if Fei Xu still wants to hold back, then the three of them may really be unable to escape even if they want to.
But he was overly worried at this time.
"I want to see if you can resist this method of mine!"
When he shouted loudly, Fei Xu's heart happened to hear such a cold voice, and he waved his hands forward.
He waved his hands in the air towards Lin Yi, his true energy fluctuated violently, and ripples visible to the naked eye rippled in the air. However, there was a black and white light on his palms.
Black brilliance surged from his right palm, which was a black mass in the dark night, but his left palm was filled with brilliant white brilliance.
This black and white ball of light instantly submerged his palms. His palms were at least six or seven feet away from Lin Yi. At this time, Lin Yi's body was full of energy and blood. It was like a thorough warm-up. It was the time when his strength was strongest.
When he was strong, when Fei Xu's palms fell in the air, he felt that his head suddenly became heavy and his feet felt shaky.
This feeling was like all the blood in his body rushing back into his head. His whole body felt like his surroundings were blurred, his vision was blurred, and everything around him felt unreal.