Rong Yi and Xiao Suxin's perception could not keep up with the speed of the gray sword shadow flying out of the mud. Wei Guanxing could, but he didn't think Lin Yi could not stop the sword. He could not feel that Lin Yi was really panicked at this time, so he just watched quietly.

The gray sword shadow jumped up just an inch on the ground and quietly attacked Lin Yi's feet.

Lin Yi was thinking of a funny joke, and the sword stabbed him in the soles of his feet again, so he couldn't help laughing.

"Do you sword masters really like sneaking into the soles of the soles of the feet?"

His laughter rang among the sound of rain and flutes.

No one responded.

When his laughter sounded, the hands of the brocade robe holding the flute began to tremble, the flute robe could no longer be formed, but the quiet and elegant silver robe worshiper also turned pale. His body suddenly shook, and the wheel of the carriage was smashed into the mud at the same time.

It's smashing, not trapping.

Because of the violent shock of his body, it was like a giant hammer hitting him.

The four wheels made a heart-pounding crack, and the mud and water splashed even caused a slight sound of breaking through the air.

The huge shock in his body came from his flying sword.

When Lin Yi laughed, the sword in his hand had already landed on the gray sword shadow. Then, he stepped down with a fierce kick, stomping the flying sword that was still struggling to the ground and step into the soil.

"How is that possible!"

The brocade robe holding the flute screamed out.

His trembling voice mixed with the sound of broken flutes shuttled through the rain curtain, looking extremely strange.

After all, the owner of the gray flying sword beside him was calmer than him. At this time, he had lost the flying sword that had been practicing for many years, but his breathing became heavier and his face became paler.

The elegant brocade worshiper was thinking in his heart that his flying sword was broken with one blow. In addition to the fact that this practitioner was completely unlimited by the method of Yin Zhen Zhen’s true essence, his perception was also able to keep up with the sword he had attacked.

However, the biggest problem is that he was lucky just now. When he was slashed by the opponent's sword, he wanted to forcefully control the flying sword and still stab the soles of the opponent's feet. However, the shoes he was wearing were also something that was difficult to enter with the flying sword.

He raised his head and looked at Lin Yi who was laughing very hard. He was a little puzzled at this time. This man was obviously a very powerful practitioner, and his swordsmanship was unprecedented in his experience, but why did he seem to be particularly afraid of flying swords?

Although it was just a moment of battle, he already felt vaguely that Lin Yi seemed to be particularly afraid of the flying sword, so even the shoes he wore were specially made.

This is a subtle intuition.

But this intuition is often very accurate.

Looking at Lin Yi in front of him, Rong Yi felt ashamed, but Xiao Suxin on the other side completely let go.

It seems that Lin Yi's strength and progress are far stronger than she imagined.

"Extremely wonderful!"

Shen Kun was also stunned.

Even with his cultivation level, the reason why he was captured quickly before was because of the sound of the flute of the practitioner. The other flying sword worshipped by the brocade is indeed extremely insidious, and he can only be perceived before he is close to him, which has caused great trouble to him.

However, these two priests joined forces and failed so easily?

"Do you think this is fucking?" He was in a very good mood and couldn't help but turn to look at the Taoist in red beside him.

The Taoist in Red did not respond to his words. Perhaps he just felt that Chen Kun was too proud at this time, so the Taoist in Red stood up.

As he stood up, the carriage blew up.

The four walls of the carriage were neatly shattered into squares the size of a palm, scattered all around the ground, and the cold rain fell on Shen Kun's face, making his smile froze.

"Are you sick?"

Chen Kun looked at the Taoist in red blankly, "Isn't this carriage money?"

The Taoist in Red did not look at him.

No drop of rain fell on the red-clothed Taoist.

The red Taoist robe on his body exuded a crystal luster, pushing all the wind and rain that was attacking him out.

"It's indeed a realm of divine thoughts..."

Lin Yi took a step back carefully, and he and Xiao Suxin and Rong Yi got closer.

However, the Taoist in red did not fall on him, but on Wei Guanxing, who had always been very low-key.

"You and I will fight."

This red-clothed Taoist from Tianxin Temple looked at Wei Guanxing from afar and said simply: "You defeated me, I will ask you to take him away. If you lose to me, don't force me."

Wei Guanxing pondered slightly.

"No!" Lin Yi was determined.

Chen Kun was even more shocked. Although he didn't know who Lin Yi was and could not see Lin Yi's face, he felt that Lin Yi was very unique.

The Taoist in red frowned slightly and glanced at Lin Yi.

He needs Lin Yi to give a reason that he can't do it.

"Even if you can defeat him, you may not be able to win easily, but as for the rest of you, you must not be our opponents." Lin Yi finally got the opportunity to have a good talk with the other party, and suddenly he was a little angry under the mask: "If he entangles you, we will be able to siege you after we resolve the battle, and our chances of winning will increase greatly, so you say that you two will decide the outcome when fighting, and this condition is obviously unfair."

“Where is unfair?”

The Taoist in Red had a very good cultivation. He smiled faintly and said proudly: "What you want is the living Chen Kun, but we may not. Now he is in my hands. If I cannot guarantee that he will be captured alive, if I think you can rob him, it will be easy to kill him. You cannot leave with the living Chen Kun, let alone if anyone among you will suffer an accident. Do you think my proposal is not good? I don't care about your intention, but the people who bet Chen Kun are just ordering them to do things for others. They must divide life and death?"

Lin Yi was stunned for a moment and smiled awkwardly, "It seems that what you said is right and makes sense."

Wei Guanxing was helpless and said, "It makes sense, but you just don't have confidence in me."

Lin Yi whispered: "Then do you have confidence?"

"No." Wei Guanxing was very straightforward, "Let's talk about it after trying."

Lin Yi couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"When facing the practitioners of the divine mind realm of Tianxin Temple, who can have the confidence to win? What's more, he has been practicing for obviously longer than me." Wei Guanxing said quietly: "But if you talk about the chance of winning, I think I will still have more."

"please."

It is impolite to make people wait too much, not to mention that the Taoist in red was indeed very polite and reasonable. Wei Guanxing did not let the Taoist in red wait too much, but he walked towards the deserted fields outside the official road.

The Taoist in red nodded.

Then the battle between divine thoughts begins.

Lin Yi's heart moved. While he felt a stream of true energy surging in the body of the Taoist in red, Wei Guanxing had just walked to the edge of the official road. The raindrops beside him were still falling as usual, but suddenly they lit up a little, but the edges of the raindrops were no longer smooth and became extremely sharp.

(I told a joke in the previous chapter that I was brainless, and there was another meaning that there were several unknown creatures in the book review area that were squirting for the sake of spraying. Every time I kept belittling, I would pull the same book to raise it. It was too deliberate. I also completely brainlessly said that my subscription of two or three thousand words is the same as a book with 20,000 words. The subscription system is automatic. It is not determined by me. The number of words should be as many as the number of words as the number of words, and the number of words is the same as the number of words. Five thousand words is the same as the number of words? There are also saying that more than two hundred chapters are only 600,000 words... How many chapters are needed?

After bragging for a long time, how many months did I open a book? Is it not too much? I don’t mention how many words I have written in the past ten years? How many words have you written in the past two years? How many words have you written in the past half day? What level and quality are you talking about, I don’t argue. Some people think cucumbers are easy to use, some people think bananas are easy to use, some people think eggplant is easy to use, and some people like ham sausages. There is no standard, but there is at least a copyright pricing in the market. You are so dark that you are so blowing all over the sky, and you can’t afford to buy copyright, what is low or low,

Is it meaningful to be tall or tall? Then again, leave less tails to be attacked. Even if you are rich and private planes lined up, I am used to living my peaceful life. I will not compare with Jack Ma, and I don’t think he lives easier than me. Everyone has their own way of living, so why bother with your own troubles? Lao Wu is the old world who debuted in a few years. He has long been indifferent to the storm. He writes books quietly and maintains his health. This is his current state. And these words are not about those sincere hearts.
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