There was no sunset, the wind and snow stopped, and the cold night subsidence was unexpected.

In the pitch-black dome, all the stars were robbed of their splendor, and their essence disappeared from the man's sleeve, turning into thousands of sword energy. Their essential characteristics have not changed at all, they are still bright, like a mystery, still bright, untainted, and still countless.

Endless…

What has changed is that the brilliance and brightness are meant to be destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Yin Ruoru's swordsmanship was nicknamed "Xieyou". It was so beautiful that it was so fast and so fast that it lived up to its name. It was as beautiful as the legend. It was like a star pulling up the sky, and it was faster than the legend.

It only takes a moment from brewing to release, making it impossible for anyone to guard against it and absolutely impossible to hide from it.

Lin Qian was lucky enough to have been introduced to him by Shui Chilian, who had experience with his speed, strength, and flexibility, so he would not be defeated on the spot by him who suddenly arrived. Even so, the fight still lasted about ten rounds.

I was defeated by a certain sword energy. The reason why I say "about ten rounds" is because it is too difficult to chase, distinguish, and judge.

Can't see clearly, so it's blurry? No, it's unforgettable——

The Sword of Xieyou went from birth to death in an instant, so fast that it had no sense of existence. But just now, Lin Qian felt an infinitely cold thorn, penetrating his clothes and scratching his skin, causing burning pain and bone-crushing pressure.

, it is so lethal. It has spread from just now to now, and its stamina is unprecedented. Isn’t the most terrifying thing in the world like this? It has no sense of existence, but it is too lethal?! Yin Ruoru is the cold poison in the sword.

…

However, there is nothing to fear from the cold poison, just bury it in the soil and flood it!

Fighting with such a flawless master in legends, fighting boldly, and fighting with fear and fear are both fighting. In this case, why not put aside the legend and go straight to the point!? With the offensive of the Drinking Hate Knife, the ground will be turned over and the river will be turned over when you take action, and the killing moves will be repeated one after another.

, without reservation.

To be agitated to such an extent, firstly, Yin Ruoru is on par with Shao Hongyuan and needs such speed and strength; secondly, Lin Qian has been accustomed to burning himself into this situation with one strike after competing with the master hall several times before - if he were not so agitated

, the inner breath simply cannot be tolerated.

In an instant, Yin Ruoru's whole body was under Lin Qian's attack, which amounted to more than ten rounds of damage and damage. Each round seemed like a fatal blow!

Yin Ruoru suddenly flashed around Lin Qian's side. The sword energy in his sleeves moved back and forth lightly, invisibly melting Lin Qian's every attack. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly turned from defense to counterattack. More than ten thousand dangerous people ran back.

Lin Qian's vital points all over his body, and his freely controlled sword energy, first completely enveloped Qian, then blocked all Qian's activities, and finally, he wanted to forcibly destroy Qian!

Lin Qian, on the other hand, was frightened but not confused. He immediately spotted the gap between the sword energy. He moved his body and flashed his steps. He intermittently avoided the eight-degree collision. Only he could capture Yin Ruoru's delicate blue swords.

The sword light is intertwined in the time and space he is in, surrounding, flanking, and shrinking himself. Those sword lights seem to have been given a living consciousness by Yin Ruoru - there is only one consciousness, which is to chase souls and take lives.

However, Lin Qian was in the sword net, but he was not trapped in the net - the Drinking Hate Knife was still in his hand! At this moment, Lin Qian put his foot down, jumped into the air, and launched a beautiful spin kick at Yin Ruoru.

, unexpectedly escaped from Yin Ruoru's sword net skillfully.

Li, and he can quickly counterattack while breaking through. The moves he uses are like Ten Thousand Clouds Fighting Techniques, and the courage he exerts can destroy all directions. Whether he is homemade or classic, for him, they are all familiar with the road, and he can pick it up at his fingertips and fight with him.

Use it and subvert it!

Yin Ruoru never expected that his movements were so nimble, and secretly marveled in his heart: This skill seemed to be faster than that day! Without hesitation, he immediately increased his speed, and thousands of sword energy suddenly impacted, without giving Lin Qian a chance to breathe.

The upper inner energy is suddenly oppressed, try

Lin Qian's internal organs were shocked. Sure enough, as soon as this powerful move came out, Lin Qian turned several directions and almost didn't get out. He couldn't keep up again and was in a hurry, but his inner strength - Yin Ruoru thought, Lin Qian's internal strength

, how can it be so heavy!

No wonder Shao Hongyuan lost to him. That was no coincidence. It was his internal strength that was not weaker than Shao Hongyuan...

What happened and when did this happen? Yin Ruoru remembered that at the graveyard in Foshan that day, although Lin Qian's internal strength was the best among young people, it was obviously much lower than this - not twice or twice, but

A whole level up!

If it is the Drinking Hate Sword that made Lin Qian's combat power soar in a short period of time, then...these recent battles were simply for him to practice and consolidate his strength? In other words, people like Lin Qian belong to the category of fighters.

The more he gets, the stronger his energy becomes?! Yin Ruoru was startled by this thought and realized: And how can I, Yin Ruoru, be a stepping stone to help him lay down his fighting power...

If he doesn't want to become a stepping stone, then Yin Ruoru must end his victory and suffocate his fighting power in his own sword energy... However, since Lin Qian's internal strength is not lower than his, he can only win with speed...

...I sighed to myself, once upon a time, speed was no longer his most terrifying characteristic, but his most conservative ability.

At this time, the battle between Yin and Lin began to enter a stalemate. The internal strength of both sides fluctuated around 10%. In the 70 or 80 moves of the draw, Baili Piaoyun, Jiang Xingyan, Hai and others were also killing each other and could not always do it.

I can see it all the time, but there is a kind of roughness

A brief feeling: It's like being on the border of the desert. Yin Ruoru's sword is a scorpion in an isolated city, and Lin Qian's sword is a soldier on the battlefield. The former uses a song and a poem to rival the latter's landscape and wind and sand.

.Everyone has his own merits, and the chances of winning are equally divided.

Looking at the overall situation, the speed is a small victory for Yin Ruoru, but the momentum belongs to Lin Qian. It is so beautiful and soul-stirring, and at the same time, it creates this dangerous situation that will last forever.

It's a pity that momentum is used to bluff people, speed is the last word... Yin Ruoru smiled coldly, knowing that the accumulation of speed has now become a fighting opportunity! Lin Qian can't catch up with his eyes, can't avoid with his body, and can't respond with his knife.

Yin Ruoru's energy was hidden, and his sword energy surged secretly. He moved his long sleeves lightly, closed and opened them. In an instant, all the sword energy in the previous round was not exhausted, and the sword energy in this round came out again——

At this moment, what Lin Qian perceived in his eyes was the overlap of the old and new moves. It was not simply that the new move was real and the old move was imaginary. It was that in the old and new moves, there was emptiness and reality, advancement and retreat.

There is offense and defense, strength and weakness, but they are inseparable, they are intertwined, they depend on each other, and they change each other all the time!

Just use the visual freeze-frame to overlap Lin Qian's time...

The sharp edge glowed with a faint blue color. No one could catch it in time. Lin Qian caught it but had no time to tell. It was Yin Ruoru's hands that could even turn away time!

The chaotic and rising sword energy enveloped Lin Qian's location, and the way out was immediately sealed. He could not move his body, and he could not hold the Yinhen knife tightly, and he immediately let go...

At this moment, Lin Qian's heart was exposed to Yin Ruoru's eyes. The two of them had similar internal strength. No matter how explosive Lin Qian was, his speed could never beat him. At this moment, he was tightly entangled with the sword energy. With the naked eye, it was impossible to sense the reality and reality.
Chapter completed!