Li Moxiao couldn't help but shake his head.

Bai Yuelu couldn't help but shake her head.

According to normal reasoning, no cultivator will become stronger and stronger in such a battle, and the consumption of true yuan and mental exhaustion will only weaken people's strength and make people's perception and judgment wrong.

Fighting spirit cannot make strength stronger.

But Lin Yi's strength and reaction speed were getting stronger under their noses.

So it's a monster that can't be reasoned with.

There was a loud bang.

The people who were standing close to Zhuo Qingzhi felt the distance between the ground and the smuggling of energy, and the overflowing energy carried grit and dust towards their bodies like twisted ghosts, and the shock in the air caused the young cultivators on the front to be affected by the shock, their faces turned pale, and their chests were extremely depressed.

Zhuo Qingzhi was not able to stand still.

There was a thin amount of true element coming out of his feet, allowing him to float backwards as if his feet were sliding on a slippery stone pavement.

It's just that even if part of the impact of the force is removed, the bones of his fingers and arms are a little unbearable, and the muscles and muscles that connect the joints, the meridians where the true yuan flows, are even more like being scraped by the blades, making him himself a little resistant to his true yuan flowing through these meridians.

He looked at Lin Yi incomprehensibly.

He didn't understand why Lin Yi could still fight back in this way, why he could still hold his sword firmly.

Lin Yi's clothes were full of cracks and holes, his face was as pale as snow, there were undried blood marks on the corners of his lips, and his body seemed to be trembling, but the hand holding the sword gave people a feeling of becoming more and more determined.

This feeling makes people can't feel that his situation is miserable at this time, but it only makes people feel more and more powerful about him.

Zhuo Qingzhi took a deep breath again.

The fresh, cool air poured into his hot guts, making him more awake, and he quickly convinced himself not to be fooled by his usual perception.

The young general of the Tie Ce Army in front of him couldn't imagine it with the normal truth of the cultivator world.

He decided that he could no longer be dragged down by Lin Yi in this way of fighting.

If you want to win or lose, you will be on the next sword.

Lin Yi only felt that his blood was getting hotter and hotter like strong wine, and it was getting stronger and stronger.

Through some changes in Zhuo Qingzhi's body, he understood the other party's mind at this time.

He looked up and didn't say anything, just walked forward again.

Actions are always more powerful than words, and when they saw him move forward again, feeling the power bursting out of his body, all those young cultivators who had been preparing to see his failure were inexplicably dry, but their hearts were beating violently.

Whoosh.

Lin Yi broke the air.

Zhuo Qingzhi raised his sword and slashed at Lin Yi, the moment he raised his sword, the brilliance on his body seemed to dim, while his sword became extremely bright.

The speed of the cultivation world does not mean absolute speed, but relative, but the perfect grasp of timing.

When Zhuo Qingzhi's sword was swung out, Lin Yi's sword fell, and the two were like oncoming carriages that discovered each other's existence within a zhang, and they were destined to meet.

The life of the wind and thunder exploded.

The spring thunder landing is nothing more than that.

The sword shattered, turning into countless rays of light that exuded a fierce meaning, shooting out in all directions.

There were more small holes and cracks in the clothes on Lin Yi's body, and they were full of holes, and so did Zhuo Qingzhi's clothes.

Zhuo Qingzhi's hand holding the sword trembled, his brows furrowed deeply, only this time he didn't take a step back, his feet sank into the ground, and the hard ground even appeared countless spiderweb-like cracks while sinking down.

After all, his power has the absolute upper hand.

Lin Yi's palm finger loosened along with the flying blood, and the sword that he finally couldn't hold flew out of his hand.

However, it was not the joy of victory that accompanied Zhuo Qingzhi, Lin Yi's sword had been taken off, but Lin Yi's hand continued to move forward.

An even deeper red quickly drowned out the blood and slammed into the trembling sword in his hand.

An exclamation of disbelief sounded from Zhuo Qingzhi's mouth.

He didn't have time to think.

This strange power is like a true yuan and not like a true yuan, surging down the sword body, forcibly cutting off his connection with the true yuan on the sword body, which was already shaking.

His hand bounced off the hilt of his sword as if it had been electrocuted, somewhat exaggeratedly.

However, Lin Yi's shock to him did not stop there.

The sword light that could be described as insidious lit up.

When the bang.

His sword also flew out of his hand.

A tidal wave of exclamations rang out.

Zhuo Qingzhi's body flew backwards like a wounded bird, falling to the edge of the crowd behind.

"I'm defeated. ”

Before landing on the ground, Zhuo Qingzhi's voice had already sounded, reaching everyone's ears.

Most of the people listened to this voice, and they couldn't believe that the legendary squire could be defeated in such a close battle.

Lin Yi was also slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect the other party to admit defeat like this.

"You didn't hurt my sword, and in the end you just slapped my sword away with your sword, and I should admit it. What's more, I have been practicing for a long time longer than you, and in such a battle, my sword is knocked out of my hand, and I should already admit defeat. ”

Before he could speak, Zhuo Qingzhi's voice had already sounded again.

Lin Yi slowly withdrew his hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a wry smile: "There is some truth in what I said, but it seems that I haven't enjoyed the war yet." ”

His words caused silence around them again, and then there was a lot of heavy breathing.

Zhuo Qingzhi was silent for a moment.

"You're really unexpected. ”

He looked at where his sword fell, and a young cultivator was taking the initiative to send his sword, "The matter of the Sword Pavilion being subsumed into the Tiece Army, the Jingzhou Sword Academy and the Hanshan Temple have the same opinion. ”

Qi Zhuji let out a sigh of relief.

But many more took a deep breath.

Everyone present didn't expect that the fight between Lin Yi and Ni Yunshan would start like this, and then end with such a result.

"Thank you. ”

Lin Yi bowed slightly to him and the shop behind him.

This is not a victor's posturing.

When Zhuo Qingzhi started fighting with him, he was already aware of the attitude of the Jingzhou Sword Academy.

From the very beginning, the Jingzhou Sword Academy has been left behind, and it is not the kind of existence that must take revenge with bitter hatred.

His bowing at this time also shows his attitude.

"It's a Dan Mercury Sword. ”

The old man in the shop looked at Lin Yi seriously, and seeing Lin Yi's salute at this time, the old man couldn't help but smile and said these words to the rest of the Jingzhou Sword Academy cultivators around him.

In the next moment, he couldn't help but shake his head, and said softly with emotion: "This... He practice, it's really amazing. ”

The cultivators of the Jingzhou Sword Academy beside him also sighed in their hearts.

Whether it is the many cultivation exercises that He Xiu has created, or the successor he has selected, they are all worthy of admiration.