"Not good!"

Qin Yang's color changed, and he hurriedly staggered back, frantically resisting Zhou Lin's fist while retreating.

The opponent's fists were like a storm, wave after wave, he only felt that all his means, all exquisite moves, and extremely wonderful moves could not be used, so he could only be beaten passively and shake the opponent's fist with his fist.

But the opponent's fist hurts so much!

The instantaneous situation turned into a reversal, and everyone's eyes widened.

"Oh my God, what do I see? Senior Brother Qin Yang was being pressed and beaten by Senior Brother Zhou Lin, and it seemed that Senior Brother Qin Yang had no power to fight back at all. ”

"Senior Brother Zhou Lin's strength is so strong, is this the real strength of the core disciple? I admire him so much. ”

"Hmph, I'm optimistic about Senior Brother Qin Yang, Senior Brother Qin Yang will definitely turn defeat into victory."

A kind of Sword Sect disciple looked at it with enthusiasm.

In front of the Sword Immortal Palace, Su Muyang looked at the battle in the field calmly, and did not stop it.

The current South China Sea Sword Sect needs this kind of bloody atmosphere, because the war will start soon.

Qin Yang was so angry that he vomited blood, where did I lose? I'm just being suppressed, and I don't believe he can keep suppressing me.

"Kill!"

With a burst of applause, the golden light around his body was released, and the golden glow condensed a solemn dharma image, he pinched his fist seal, pointed his fist to the sky and pointed to the ground with a palm, and a lotus seat appeared under his feet, and countless golden runes circulated around his body.

Qin Yang was in the middle of the law, his heart was a little settled, as soon as he thought of being pressed and beaten just now, he was furious, he wanted to fight back, he wanted to completely knock the other party down, and win back face.

Lin Zimo breathed a sigh of relief, just now he was still saying not to let Zhou Lin lose too ugly, but he was pressed and beaten by Zhou Lin in a blink of an eye, and he was also very faceless, but fortunately, Qin Yang finally stabilized the situation.

Then, it's time to fight back.

Rumble!

Zhou Lin blasted his fist, the thunder exploded, what law phase, what golden light was crushed in front of absolute power, Qin Yang's law phase was blasted into slag, turned into a rain of light scattered in the sky.

The fist was smashed, and blood spilled out, dripping on the white swordsman's suit, bright red as a blood plum, which looked particularly dazzling.

Qin Yang's arms were sore, and if a pair of fists weighed 10,000 catties, his arms could barely be raised, and his moves slowed down.

"Oops! How could he be so strong? ”

He was anxious that he would be defeated if he continued like this.

"Kill me!"

He roared in his heart and threw his fist as hard as he could, but it was too slow and too slow.

"It's not good, Qin Yang is going to lose!"

Lin Zimo's face changed, his body shook, and he wanted to go to the rescue.

Where would Zhou Lin give him a chance, a punch slammed into Qin Yang's face, a huge force exploded, someone's body flew out like a bomb, and with a snap, it stuck to the stone pillar of the Sword Immortal Palace, slowly slid down, and passed out.

Gee!

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and said in their hearts: "Senior Brother Qin Yang's handsome face is probably going to be scrapped." ”

Seeing Qin Yang being beaten away, Lin Zimo's figure was stunned, and he became angry, "You are looking for death!" ”

Drawing his sword, a golden sword danced and sneered, like a golden snake striking across.

In the competition with the brothers, he took out the sword, and with this alone, Lin Zimo fell behind.

But he couldn't care about that much.

Stepping forward quickly, his steps became faster and faster, and suddenly let go of his hands, the golden sword flew out, controlling the sword with qi, and the golden sword stimulated the sword qi, roaring past, and slashed towards Zhou Lin.

When the golden sword was about to slash at Zhou Lin's body, it suddenly burst into golden light and accelerated its stabbing.

"Good time!"

Zhou Lin was calm, he shouted, his body suddenly became extremely strange, the whole person leaned back, an iron plate bridge, dangerously avoiding the edge of the golden sword, and then kicked up with one foot, and kicked on the hilt of the sword, breaking Lin Zimo's true qi attached to it.

Losing the control of his true qi, the golden sword was hit by a huge force, and stabbed into the mountain stone next to the Sword Immortal Hall with a whoosh, and the tail of the sword buzzed and trembled.

Lin Zimo was shocked, only to see Zhou Lin's figure flashing ghostly, rushing towards him.

"What a speed!"

He did not panic, and pointed like a sword, using his fingers as a sword, and his fingertips spewed out three inches of green light.

"That's the elder brother's Qingguang Sword Finger, a unique study that does not lose the swordsmanship, it's so powerful, there are three inches of Qingmang, it is said that if you can practice to three inches of Qingmang, you don't need a weapon, and it refers to a weapon."

Someone admired.

Li Ji's heart was tight, this Zhou Lin was too fierce, he actually defeated Qin Yang, and even the senior brother couldn't suppress it, so would he know about the small actions he made behind his back? If he makes a move, he will definitely be beaten.....

Qingmang swayed, Lin Zimo waved his arms, with his arm as the sword body, and his fingertips as the tip of the sword, the green light sword finger was vividly displayed, the sword qi was raging, and the body danced into a blue light ball within a zhang, Zhou Lin was deeply trapped in it, but no sword light fell on his body, and he dodged it in a millimeter.

He was like a butterfly, walking through the cyan sword light, fluttering smartly.

Lin Zimo's Qingguang Sword Finger is extraordinary, he has experienced in the Southern Wilderness, killing countless barbarians, this mastery has been cultivated to an extremely advanced realm, which can be described as a killing stunt.

However, even with such a fierce killing stunt, he still didn't hurt Zhou Lin, and he didn't even touch the corners of his clothes, which shows Zhou Lin's perversion, at least his footwork is very perverted.

However, it was not without benefits, at least it blocked Zhou Lin's footsteps and forced him into a stalemate.

"This Zhou Lin, he can actually fight a draw with the senior brother, this is too terrifying, it turns out that he is so powerful."

Many people don't know much about this new core disciple, even if the core disciple was in turmoil in front of the cave mansion, after all, only a few people have seen it with their own eyes, and they can't believe it all under false rumors.

Only now that I have seen it with my own eyes, do I know how terrifying it was.

He is younger than the senior brother, and he can actually fight a draw with him, this kind of strength, they are inferior.

Yang He and Li Qi stared feverishly at the swaying figures in the blue light, and the words sounded in their ears-

"Swords, they are used to kill!"

The two glanced at each other, "Senior Brother Zhou is too strong, this is the model of my generation, if we can follow behind Senior Brother Zhou, we will definitely become stronger." ”

Poof!

An abrupt sound sounded, Lin Zimo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a powerful sense of crisis coming.

Suddenly, Zhou Lin punched out, breaking through the limit, and the fist wind made a dragon groan, the fist intent was condensed, domineering and magnificent, turning into a hideous and vicious dragon, and rushed straight in.

Lin Zimo uses his fingers as a sword, but Zhou Lin has already comprehended that everything in the world is a sword, a fist is also a sword, and a fist is a sword intent.

It's clear who is high and who is down.

At the critical moment, Lin Zimo burst out, and the true yuan of his whole body exploded, and a sky-pouring momentum broke out of his body, his clothes exploded, and sword qi appeared around his body.

Boom!

A violent shock came, and Lin Zimo's body flew backwards with a bang, hitting the hilt of the golden sword, and blasting it into powder along with the mountain stone.

After landing on the ground, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, looking depressed and shocked.

"Senior Brother is actually defeated!"

The audience fell silent.