Xiao Ling took a step forward, and Xi He Jian sensed the host's strong fighting spirit. The sword emitted a strong sword light. As Xiao Ling struck out with his sword, the sword light cut through the void, and the silver-purple sword energy flickered. The sword energy flashed.

Immediately, Zhan Yuntian's murderous intent drew an arc with his left hand, triggering

The air surged and collided head-on with Xiao Ling's sword energy. With a "bang" sound, sand and rocks flew, dust flew, and fallen leaves filled the sky. Zhan Yuntian pointed his right hand at the void, and a wisp of wind shot out like a laser, pointing straight through the air.

On Xiao Ling's chest, she muttered: "Demon Crossing Finger!"

Xiao Ling raised his sword to defend himself, and held out the long sword. The wind from his finger hit the sword body with a "clang" sound, like the collision of weapons, and the strength was scattered. Under this finger, Xiao Ling couldn't help but take a step back, feeling in his heart

He frowned, his face serious. This old guy had dominated the underworld thirty years ago, and his skills were truly extraordinary and beyond his reach at this time.

After succeeding with one finger, Zhan Yuntian shouted in a deep voice: "One finger turns into a demon." Another wisp of wind shot out from his finger. This finger was even more powerful and had a faint demonic aura, which made people's faces change.

Xiao Lingxi stabbed out with the sword, and the sword tip collided with the wisp of finger wind. This time, the ground shook, branches broke and leaves fell. After the collision of the wisp of finger wind, it was like fireworks blooming, turning into complex and crossing a path.

An arc formed a circle surrounding Xiao Ling.

This old man's old moves are not old. The magical power of this finger is really rare in the world. A trace of solemnity flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes. This finger is filled with demonic energy and is too powerful. If you are not careful, there is a danger of the demonic energy invading your body.

.With a thought in his mind, he released the protective aura circle. The silver-purple protective aura competed with a finger filled with black aura to transform into a demon. The demon-crossing finger disappeared into smoke.

The power of two fingers failed, Zhan Yuntian flicked his right hand several times, and five fingers of wind were released. The five fingers in the air united as one, and with a fierce momentum, he stabbed Xiao Ling through the air, and at the same time softly shouted: "One finger will cause disaster!"

Xiao Ling was about to use his sword to defend himself, when the calamity hit the five vital points of life and death on Xiao Ling's body with one finger. Xiao Ling flipped his wrist and drew a gorgeous sword flower. The intention of this sword move was to swallow the elephant with ants.

, a weak

When fighting strong, thousands of sword energy transformed into sword flowers cut off five long strands of finger wind inch by inch, fragmented and disappeared. This is one of the three free and easy moves that Xiao Ling learned from the underground heavenly palace: "No effort!"

"

"You've been pointing your finger at me for so long, it's time for me, Wuji!" Xiao Ling pointed at Zhan Yuntian again, jumped out, and integrated his thoughts into the sword's intention. The man and the sword became one, and the man was the sword, and the sword

That is, humans, no matter the sword spirit or the host. In this style, the sword means selflessness!

In Zhan Yuntian's eyes, the opponent's sword seemed to be stabbing slowly, but the speed was actually extremely fast. It seemed that there was only one sword, but there seemed to be thousands of swords. The exquisiteness of this move was not inferior to his Demon Crossing Finger. Zhan Yuntian

Not daring to be careless, the fingers of his right hand connected in the air. Countless sword energy and countless wisps of finger wind clashed. The sword power and finger power spread to the side. The towering trees around him were either crumbling, or broken, or their branches and leaves were broken.

fall.

Lin Haiwen saw it in her eyes and was shocked in her heart. She had just come into contact with ancient martial arts, and the practice of "Sacred Heart Art" had just started. She could witness the duel between two top masters with her own eyes. As long as she could understand the artistic conception, it would be beneficial to her future practice.

, of extraordinary significance.

"Nameless!" The last of Xiaoyao's three moves was also executed from his Xihe sword. The sword intention of this move was to forget everything about him, his surroundings, and his opponent.

This confrontation, with Xiao Ling and Zhan Yuntian as the center, broke the calm of the air and caused a ripple of air that spread in all directions, with ripples and trees breaking. Lin Haiwen stood far away, and many trees offset it for her.

She continued to use her energy to protect her body from this air wave attack, and she was finally fine, but her aura was unstable for a moment.

Xiao Ling and Zhan Yuntian both took two steps back. Zhan Yuntian was quite surprised that Xiao Ling's cultivation at such a young age was enough to shock the ancient martial arts world. He cheered: "Okay!" Then he increased his momentum a bit: "If you

If you can take this move from me, I will admit that you are worthy of the title of a once-in-a-thousand-year martial arts genius!"

At this moment, Xiao Ling's momentum soared to the point of being arrogant to the world. When he looked at Zhan Yuntian's hand, Yun Danfeng said softly: "You can do whatever you want, and I will follow suit."

"Okay! Look at this move, point to hell!" The murderous aura on Zhan Yuntian's body converged on his right hand, and his index finger turned black. He pointed at the void and pointed a huge finger at Xiao Ling. If this huge finger poked

On top of a skyscraper, it would probably be enough to cause it to collapse, let alone the consequences of hitting a person.

Xiao Ling is very familiar with the artistic conception of this finger. He is a person who has practiced "Nine Tribulations of Taoism", and he is already very familiar with the aura of Huangquan.

With an indifferent smile, he looked down upon the common people, looked at the world, and laughed loudly: "You have your underworld, and I have my purgatory. Let's see which one is your magical power, or my martial arts!"

He opened his mouth and roared, and a huge ghost head appeared from the sky spirit. When he saw Zhan Yuntian's huge finger, it was like seeing a delicious tonic. He opened his huge mouth and swallowed it towards the giant finger. The finger was like the wind in his mouth, and the ghost

The head closes the mouth, the body dissipates, and then gathers again. The expression seems to be full of food and drink, dissipates again, and merges into the already heavenly spirit.

Lin Haiwen's expression changed. She couldn't imagine such a scene before; Zhan Yuntian also changed his expression. He was young, but his martial arts attainments had surpassed countless seniors. He couldn't stay, and his future achievements would not be his.

It was imaginable, let alone something he could compete with. Although his martial arts skills were strong at this time, after all, he was young and his skills were still shallow. He was definitely not a match for his Demon Star Lord, who had a level of martial arts that surpassed Jiazi.

Having made up his mind, Zhan Yuntian rushed over with a roar and pushed Xiao Ling with a huge palm. Xiao Ling raised his sword and pointed it directly at his palm, with a force like wind and thunder. Zhan Yuntian did not avoid it, and pushed forward resolutely with this palm.

When the shadow of Xiao Ling's sword collided, the ground shook.

Both of them stopped moving. They kept their swords held flat and their palms pressed against their chests. In the circle where the two men were fighting, a circle of silver-purple and dark red light gradually expanded. The ground beneath their feet shook at the beginning of the collision.

A shallow pit appeared, and as the mixed-color aperture expanded, the shallow pit spread in a circle.

Lin Haiwen's expression changed greatly. This scene was not unfamiliar to her. This was a competition between them. This way of competition was too dangerous, and her heart suddenly rose. However, she could only do it.

Worrying, under the halo of light, neither of the two people's bodies allowed her to get close, and she couldn't help at all.

Just as Lin Haiwen was watching the two people's inner strength competition getting more and more fierce, a dangerous signal struck her heart, and a shadow of death enveloped her heart. She didn't know why she felt this way, this dangerous signal and the shadow of death.

Where did the shadow come from? Almost out of instinct, she quickly moved her body to block Xiao Ling's back without hesitation.

In this moment, it is difficult to describe how short it was in words. An unknown object penetrated her body at a speed she could not imagine. A blood-red flower bloomed, and a painful cry came out of her mouth.

.The unknown object continued to move forward without losing momentum or speed.

The competition between Xiao Ling and Zhan Yuntian reached a critical juncture. Suddenly, a long-lost shadow of death enveloped his heart. His face changed slightly. He gritted his teeth and pushed the long sword forward, then jumped out of the way. The unknown object came from his waist.

It passed by, scratching his clothes, leaving a scar, and then passed by Zhan Yuntian and disappeared without a trace. It was so fast that Xiao Ling could not catch it.

As soon as he stepped aside, Zhan Yuntian's palm force burst into the embankment and rushed towards him. Although part of the force was offset, the remaining palm force also made his blood boil, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, he had no time to care about how injured he was at the moment. Lin Haiwen's painful scream reached his ears, almost making him lose his hearing and heartbreaking.

"Haiwen!" A trace of fear arose in Xiao Ling's heart, and she teleported. When Lin Haiwen's body was shaky and about to fall backward, she came behind her and put her arm around her waist, panicking.

He asked: "How are you?"

"Be careful!" Lin Haiwen hugged him and turned around, switching places with him. Zhan Yuntian's palm hit her hard on her back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth, causing Xiao Ling to squirt.

His body and face were covered in blood, which was shocking!

"Get out of here!" Xiao Ling roared with grief and anger, and the Xihe sword swung horizontally, carrying a thick and terrifying death aura, swallowing up life, overwhelming the sky and the earth, like a wave of anger. He was angry that Zhan Yuntian took advantage of the opportunity and let Lin Hai

Wen's injury was added to injury. This sword was struck in a situation of overwhelming anger, and it used the true energy of the Cold Spring Tribulation of the Nine Tribulations of Taoism. Its power shocked the heavens and the earth and made ghosts and gods weep.

The black aura of death instantly burst out in the woods, covering the mountains. Zhan Yuntian screamed, sprinkled a mouthful of blood, and fled in a hurry. Xiao Ling opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood, but he couldn't care about himself.

, hugged Lin Haiwen and sat down quickly.

After the deathly energy raged, the forest within a radius of nearly half a mile was covered with dead trees and dead grass, and was completely devoid of life. It was shrouded in a darkness that looked like it had been burned by a raging fire.

"Haiwen, how are you injured?" Xiao Ling hugged Lin Haiwen, who was extremely weak. His eyes were red with anxiety, his hands were shaking with fright, and his voice was choked with sobs, trembling with panic from the bottom of his heart.

"I...it's okay." Lin Haiwen responded with a forced smile. Her smile was pale, bloodless, and as sad as a withering rose.

"Don't talk." Xiao Ling took out a soul-reviving pill from the storage space in the spiritual world and gave it to her to swallow. Then he stood behind her, gently pressed his palms on her back, and said, "I will use Qigong to help you heal now."

, you don’t want luck.”

"Don't..." Lin Haiwen struggled to twist her delicate body to prevent him from infusing her with Qi, "You are injured and cannot help me heal it, otherwise... otherwise your injury will be aggravated."

"It's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about." Xiao Ling used his power to activate his skills, and his innate true energy slowly entered Lin Haiwen's body.

"No..." Lin Haiwen was still refusing.

"Don't resist, otherwise it will be no good to you or me." Xiao Ling quickly reminded her.

"The big bad guy..." Lin Haiwen said in a weak voice.

"Don't talk and concentrate." She kept refusing, and Xiao Ling was worried.

"I originally hoped that I could continue to bully you like I did before... until we grow old and die." Lin Haiwen smiled sadly, with tears in her eyes, "I just didn't expect that I would grow old so soon."
Chapter completed!