It's just that the picture he expected didn't appear.
Because Lin Yi's perception is very strong.
Before these raindrops fell on Lin Yi's face, Lin Yi's left fist had already been punched hard in front of the door.
It was just an extremely simple punch, but this punch shattered the wind and rain, like a mountain standing in front of Lin Yi.
There was a loud bang.
Those tiny raindrops were all shattered into a cloud of powdery mist.
At the same time, his feet stabbed hard into the stone ground under his feet.
The reason why it is said to be thorns is because the soles of his feet plowed furrows on the ground, but his body was still sliding backwards. In everyone's perception, the soles of his feet suddenly tilted downward. As he exerted force, the soles of his feet
Like stepping into a snowdrift, he stepped forcefully into the stone ground below.
His body sliding backwards suddenly stopped.
His body was shaking violently.
This vibration seemed to come from every blood vessel and every trace of flesh and blood in his body.
However, at the same time, his right hand stretched out extremely steadily.
His right hand passed through the pink mist in front of him, and as his body leaned forward slightly, he grasped the black-gray sword.
He held the flying second sword in his hand.
There was a slight popping sound in the runes on the sword body of this originally dimmed sword, and the remnants of the true energy that had flowed into the runes for countless years seemed to have been swallowed up by Lin Yi and disappeared.
At this time, there was another scoff in the underground palace behind Qi Mei, and the third sword had flown out. However, looking at this scene, Qi Mei felt a strong sense of disbelief in his heart.
He was palpitating and uneasy.
The true energy on this third sword also fluctuated violently.
There was a bang.
The sword had just flown halfway past his body when the real energy in the runes on the sword had already vibrated to the point where it could no longer maintain stability, and all the runes that were forcibly compressed and flowing in the sword exploded.
This sword is blood red, and the true energy and sword energy pouring out from the runes on its sword body are like countless streams of bright blood flying in the air.
Lin Yi's body stopped trembling, and he raised his head, bathed in such blood-red vitality.
Countless chaotic blood-like vitality hit his body like a heavy hammer, making an aggressive and dull sound.
He endured it calmly.
However, his body almost greedily sucked the strange vitality power in the opponent's true essence.
As more of this vitality is absorbed into his body, his perception of this vitality becomes clearer.
In his perception, these traces of unique vitality were like strands formed after melting pure silver. They were shiny and shimmering with silver light. They were obviously made of gold and iron, but they seemed to be extremely soft.
It even exudes a mild medicinal power.
This vitality was extremely gentle and evenly attached to the surface of his flesh and blood, and even blocked the damage caused to his body by the large amounts of mercury, making the load on his body constantly lighter.
At this time, he was hit hard, and the flesh, blood and bones in his body were filled with all kinds of pain that was difficult to describe in words. However, the relaxing feeling brought by more and more inhalations of vitality made him even ignore these pains.
.
Looking at him with eyebrows raised, he suddenly felt inexplicably chilled.
For the first time, real fear emerged from his body.
He didn't know why he was like this.
However, the fact is that although Lin Yi looked at him calmly at this time, Lin Yi was very eager to get more of this vitality in his body. Although Lin Yi's expression did not reveal this desire too much, this
Such longing made Lin Yi naturally feel like a hungry lone wolf seeing sweet flesh and blood when he looked at him.
Qi Mei could not understand or guess what Lin Yi was really thinking at this time. He just attributed this fear to Lin Yi being too weird and to the fact that he could continuously resist his full blows.
"I don't believe you can go on like this forever." He looked at Lin Yi and said.
He must say this to regain his courage and confidence.
"Is that all?"
Staring at this man's single eye, Lin Yi knew that this practitioner had been immersed in his own world and could not extricate himself. He had lost the extremely cunning judgment before, so he sneered, looked at the other person with disdain, and said: "
I can take as many swords as you have... You only have this method, and you want to defeat the Demon Sect alone? It's simply ridiculous."
There was a roar in Qi Mei's head, partly because of anger, and partly because he had endured a lot of energy suffocation. His eyes were blood red. In his subconscious, the Demon Sect had always been from the Southern Dynasty, and he was a treacherous Southern Dynasty person.
Lin Yi, who was standing opposite him at this time, was also from the Southern Dynasties and had the same extraordinary bearing as the Demon Sect back then.
The figures of Mo Zong and Lin Yi slowly overlapped in his eyes.
The Demon Sect seems to have become Lin Yi now, and Lin Yi has become the Demon Sect he hates the most.
A wild beast-like howl sounded from his throat.
Countless gray air currents visible to the naked eye seeped out strangely from the stone at the top of the cave, like countless gray threads constantly flowing into his body.
At the same time, harsh sword sounds continued to sound in the underground palace behind him, sword lights lit up one after another, and the swords in the sword pits were continuously pushed by the terrifying true energy force and flew out.
A dark sword broke through the air first.
This sword is only five feet long, but the true energy on the sword flows in the runes, inspiring the sword energy of the sword owner back then. In Lin Yi's perception, this sword is stronger than the Zhenhe Tower Heart.
Be heavy.
The sword's body continued to flow with true energy, and it continued to attract more heaven and earth energy. When it stabbed in front of Lin Yi, the dark sword no longer looked like a sword, but like a giant black piece.
monument.
The sword in Lin Yi's hand slashed out.
A violent sword light appeared in front of him and cut into the black monument.
Two violent black hurricanes rolled past both sides of his body. The sword in his hand, which was like a cloudy sky, was gentle, yet extremely sharp and made of extremely tough material. It was not as sharp as the one he picked up casually before.
Ordinary long swords are generally likely to break.
And although he has always used brute strength to fight against his enemies, he has actually always been a swordsman who masters exquisite sword moves.
His sword fell on the body of the dark sword that was flying down, but there was no brute force collision. The sword in his hand was like a willow branch swaying in the wind, unloaded.
Part of the power of the black sword was then lightly lifted to one side, and the black sword was thrown backwards.
After the black sword, there is an exceptionally bright sword, as bright as lightning in the dark night.
This sword strikes first but is extremely fast, but the true energy contained in it is not powerful, because this sword has a natural power to annihilate vitality.
The original sword owner should be a terrifying assassin, and his sword should be able to directly penetrate the true energy defense of many practitioners.
However, this sword had no effect on Lin Yi.
Because he originally had no real energy to break, and his perception was strong enough to capture any trajectory of the sword's flight.
So the moment he took off the extremely heavy black sword, he stretched out his other hand and grabbed the sword in his hand as if catching lightning.
"Blue Water Sword!"
"The Divine Sword of Time!"
"Poison Dragon!"
"Nine Yang Sword!"
A series of exclamations continued to sound behind Lin Yi.
As Lin Yi fought with this man, more high-level practitioners arrived in the city, and they recognized the many swords flying towards Lin Yi.
These swords are very powerful, and they are all famous swords that have left glorious achievements in the history of practitioners. Just the fact that these swords appear here at the same time is enough to shock these practitioners, and what is most unimaginable to them is,
The practitioner who fought with Lin Yi was able to imitate the swordsmanship of those sword masters almost perfectly.
Falling swords are like rain.
Lin Yi faced this rain of swords.
The stone ground around him continued to explode and collapse, but he remained motionless like a rock in the torrent.
All these practitioners were shocked to see that all the swords piercing Lin Yi were either thrown away or chopped down, and they were all useless!