"It's true...it's really not that simple!" Will Lin Xi be in a dilemma at this time and have nothing to do?
of course not!
Lin Xi overestimated Chu Yang and underestimated Bai Xuan.
Therefore, dealing with Bai Xuan at the level of a pure Tao Yang is equivalent to giving nothing.
Even if coupled with the routines taught by sword cultivators, this is nothing more than a dazzling trick that delays defeat a little longer.
But don't forget it!
Linxi is not just Linxi.
He can be Chu Yang, he can be Long Ye, he can be Lou Guanyu... he can be Wei Lingfeng, he can be Wen Yuanxiang... he can be Xumi!
He once had the memories and emotions of these people.
Chu Yang and the others gave Lin Xi a talent comparable to the top swordsman geniuses.
And now, it's time for him to fill this talent with his abundant memories and emotions.
"The hatred of the ministers...when will it be destroyed!"
Facing Bai Xuan's extremely wonderful sword, Lin Xi looked back and struck out with the sword.
Before this sword was swung out, countless people began to imagine its splendor, terror and power in their minds.
But when you really take a closer look, you will find that any fantasies you have are simple, stupid, stupid and ignorant.
It's like a fish imagining the freedom of a bird in the sky, or a bird imagining the wild beasts running wildly on the earth.
Beyond the limits of their instincts, beyond their imagination.
The full moon in the sky is high above the peak, with a melancholy and sad light, covering the rapidly rotating black evil spirit, turning it into a dancing mystery full of dreams, like the most magnificent dream.
At this moment, it seemed that everyone saw a tireless old man who was dedicating his last spirit and strength to the world, to all living people, and to the country and land he loved.
However, all that dedication was destroyed by an inexplicable sadness and hatred at the same time.
At this moment, Lin Xi was immersed in Wen Yuanxiang's memory. He 'borrowed' Wen Yuanxiang's hand and used the talents of many swordsmen to wield the sword 'Chairman's Hatred'.
He once loved her so much, but deep in his soul, he had the most unspeakable pain and hatred.
This emotion is contradictory and complex.
This is like a loyal dog. He may really love that beloved goddess. But deep down in his heart, he must hate her extremely. He consumes, wastes, delays, but ignores her.
, humiliating his woman.
When this knife is swung out.
Even Bai Xuan's sword, which has reached the peak of his skill and is close to the Tao, looks dim.
Use knife skills to vent your emotions and write your life.
Many sword cultivators, after seeing Lin Xi's sword, brightened their eyes and understood something in their hearts, but they felt that... they were not that good at grasping it.
Everyone has stories they want to tell and emotions they want to express.
However, to turn the weapons in your hands into shocking sword moves and express them requires strong talent and... extremely profound accumulation.
This kind of accumulation is Lin Xi's cheating.
He has the human souls of dozens of swordsmen, and naturally has gained their many years of swordsmanship accumulation.
Those accumulations may not be amazing or outstanding.
But it is an irreplaceable foundation and a cornerstone that cannot be ignored.
All the most beautiful and splendid things must be the most difficult and boring at first.
Faced with such a knife, Bai Xuan's mind sank to the bottom of his inner lake.
The real Bai Xuan seemed to have finally escaped from the scabbard at this moment.
He is no longer the gentle and jade-like young master. There is an invincible fighting spirit in his eyes. He no longer has the original "incompetence". He has never been incompetent, but only those things that ordinary people fight for.
He looked down upon them all.
The eyes that seemed to be awake and still drunk suddenly opened wide, bursting with indescribable light, the sword turned into a rainbow, first rose into the sky, and then flew up into the clouds, under the vast night, under the bright
The bright moon turned into thousands of beams of light, shining wantonly on the world.
At this moment, Bai Xuan's sword turned into light, turned into wind, and turned into everything visible and invisible to the naked eye.
His sword seems to be everywhere, and it seems to exist nowhere.
Lin Xi drew love into the sword, turning the ruthless sword into the most sincere and profound emotion in the world.
It seems to be a sword song, but it is sung by those who are helpless in the world.
But Bai Xuan raised the sword and turned it into nature and the truth between heaven and earth.
At this time, the person who originally seemed the most ruthless is wielding the knife of compassion in this world.
But that person who originally seemed to have rich emotions and a gentle personality used the most ruthless and coldest sword.
The swords collided without warning, but no sound was heard.
Sound actually exists, but the vibration frequency has already exceeded the limit value that the human ear can hear and withstand. They penetrate the space and enter another level.
The black clouds and thunder and lightning on the peak suddenly gathered at the point where the swords were handed over, and then the glow in the sky disappeared without a trace at the astonishing speed of lightning!
It was as if all the previous scenes were just a grand dream, which deceived everyone's eyes.
But no one thought it was false, because their backs were soaked with cold sweat, and every thought they had was thinking about what to do when they faced that sword or that knife. Every one of their thoughts
The cells are trembling, and they are all expressing fear. Not to mention facing such a sword, even thinking about it, they feel that it is a fatal thing.
There are only a very few people who are different. They feel excited. They see the goal of progress, the figure behind them, and the people they vow to defeat in their lives.
Some people are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that there is no way forward and they can only stand on their own laurels.
The world seemed to have slowed down a beat during the duel between Bai Xuan and Lin Xi.
After the swords had been shaken away from each other and the two of them had retreated more than ten feet away, a complete violent storm swept between heaven and earth.
The bright moon has lost its color, and dark clouds cover the sky.
The heavy rain fell all over the sky, and the country and the mountains were buried in the swaying wind and rain, but no one thought about taking shelter from the rain. People didn't even have the time to cast rain-avoiding charms or water-avoiding spells. Everyone tried their best to open their eyes wide.
, watching the unprecedented battle that had just begun.
The heavy rain fell automatically around Lin Xi and Bai Xuan.
The sword intent and sword intent overflowing from their bodies had already made Heavy Rain, who had no emotion at all, feel fear. Lin Xi Demon's eyes shone with light, clashing tit-for-tat with Bai Xuan's gaze that had become extremely sharp.
In the sky, the breath of knives and swords, the sharp edges of sentient and ruthless people, are fighting in a stalemate. On the earth, life and death are constantly entangled, biting each other's tails. And man is between heaven and earth, dominating and running all this.
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No matter who makes the slightest mistake, they will be blown to pieces by the majestic, vast, and endless power they have mobilized.
Lin Xi's face suddenly showed an extremely sweet smile.
That smile seemed to be able to seal everything in the world into a jar as sweet as honey. His eyes were a little dazed, as if he had seen some beautiful scene.
However, this smile is only for a moment, far shorter than the moment when the epiphyllum blooms.
After the moment of sweetness, it became even more painful.
"I would like to transform into a stone bridge and be exposed to five hundred years of wind, five hundred years of sunshine, and five hundred years of rain. I just want her to pass by on the bridge."
One knife out!
The world is shocked!
All things are sad!
Deep love is hard to heal, and it will fall forever!
"Resentment arises from floating... Xumi!"
Lin Xi put himself into Xumi's emotions. He used Xumi...or, in other words, the hand of Xumi who fell in love with Hong Wax and was willing to fall into the devil's path for Red Wax, to wave the hand that made the world sad.