Chapter seven hundred and fifty seventh rainy
The howling wind was accompanied by Qi Mei's heavy breathing. The cave, which was originally very dark, seemed to condense countless shadows of death, and even a faint gray mist appeared in the air. However, in Lin Yi's perception, there was no new murderous intent.
He realized that his strength finally made the enemy feel afraid.
Since this stimulation is not enough, it needs to be more intense.
He knew that the Demon Sect was the man's fatal pit, so he sneered with sarcasm, "I can't even beat me, and I'm trying to seek revenge by myself, and I'm saying that the pleasure of revenge cannot be shared with others. People like you don't even understand what the world outside will become. Even if you encounter the Demon Sect again, you will have the fate of being defeated by the Demon Sect again."
"presumptuous!"
When the word "Demon Sect" kept trembling in his mind, Qi Mei felt countless ridicule sounds in his head, and half of his face, which had lost flesh and blood, seemed to be painful again. The pain in the bones was like countless nails piercing into his soul, making him unable to breathe or think.
"Enough!"
He roared madly and interrupted Lin Yi's speech, "Do you still understand that the more you are in such a place where there are so many dead people, the more I can fight forever. No matter how strong you are, your strength will eventually be exhausted..."
"Then try?"
However, his roar was also interrupted by Lin Yi, "Why do you have to talk so much nonsense? To defeat me, you can defeat the Demon Sect, otherwise it will be all nonsense."
The wind was suddenly quiet and silent.
The silence at this time was not because no one really made a sound, but that countless gray mists carried the heaven and earth energy and rushed towards Qi Mei's body madly. The walking of these energy even made the sound unable to shake in this space.
A gray Qi sword was about to form in front of Qi Mei, but at the next moment, it disappeared strangely.
Because Qi Mei changed her mind.
He felt that using such methods was too old-fashioned, and this seemed not to kill Lin Yi very quickly.
He obviously hated the Demon Sect the most, but at this time Lin Yi's continuous ridicule made his hatred temporarily transfer to Lin Yi.
He wanted to cut Lin Yi into pieces, so he decided to let Lin Yi see the real sword flow.
Behind him, in the absolutely silent underground palace, a sneering sound rang, as if something had been pierced.
A strong vibration was generated, and air and stone chips gushed out from the door of the underground palace, but a sword had already passed through all this energy and dust, and pierced towards Lin Yi like a meteor.
This is a real sword, a sword that inspires the aura of gold and iron in the sword pit.
The reason why Jian Liudao was able to form a formation back then was because the Hidden Sword Mountain Sect had many good swords that were powerful enough. These swords were not only excellent in materials, but also were once the swords of some powerful practitioners.
Although these powerful practitioners have died, the true energy aura they have run through these swords throughout their lives has given these swords a unique imprint.
The strong wind with enough flow rate continued to sweep across the swords of these swords. With the imprint of these true energy aura, these swords followed the habits of the original owner and naturally drew the required energy of heaven and earth from the strong wind.
Qi Mei was the master of the sword flow formation of the Yinjian Mountain Sect many years ago. The reason why he hated the Demon Sect was extremely because he always felt that if he had not been plotted by the Demon Sect, even without the demonic skills taught to him by the Demon Sect, he would have been one of the strongest cultivators in the world.
These swords were passed down to his hands for generations, but he was the first master to truly understand the aura of all the swords and fully exert the power of the sword flow channel formation.
So he knew very well how each sword’s temperament and how each sword exerted its most perfect power.
At this time, he used his true energy power to control these swords. The sword intent was the sword intent of those sword masters back then, just like those sword masters who were drawing swords at Lin Yi, but their power was far stronger than those sword masters back then.
This sword is a seven-foot-long green sword, but it is like a meteor and pricks Lin Yi's eyebrows constantly condensed in the air. When it flew in front of Lin Yi, the sword was covered with white frost, as if it was coming with the coldness of the whole late autumn.
Lin Yi's face was extremely solemn.
He didn't dare to use his body or his hands to directly pick it up. The red dragon silver shark bracelet in his hands slid down his wrists and then waved his hands at the same time.
It seems to be an understatement, but in fact his body is relaxed and slackened, just like a ball of bullet steel.
There was a loud bang on the stone bridge, and several deep sword marks were cut out from the ground behind him by the broken sword energy.
His whole body trembled violently, and the sword covered with white frost was blocked by him with this pair of bracelets.
The sword stopped in the air, but the true energy power on the sword was still moving forward.
A sound of fragmentation sounded.
Bai Shuang, which was as hard as armor, broke away from the sword body, and accompanied by a dazzling sword light, gushed out from the sword's edge, all spraying on Lin Yi's body.
Lin Yi straightened his body as straight as possible. These white frost and sword lights could not stab him in the face, but all rushed into his chest.
With a muffled groan, he bounced back and his feet slid rapidly on the ground, dragging out a dazzling spark.
The light on the green sword instantly dimmed and fell from the air.
However, just as the sword began to fall, a deep breath sounded in the entire space with a deep breath of eyebrows.
A rain fell in an instant.
This underground palace is in the grottoes below Dalban City. The top of the rock above is very dry, and it is impossible to suddenly rain. At this time, the rain is falling continuously because the second scroll of sword intent that absorbs a large amount of majestic energy has been generated.
Qi Mei's left hand slid slightly, as if controlling the invisible strings between heaven and earth. His heart was filled with cruel pleasure, and he watched the second sword suddenly appear from the raindrops and stabbed Lin Yi's throat.
This is a black and gray sword, like the color of dark clouds in the sky.
When this sword was several feet away from Lin Yi's throat, the true vitality aura on the sword was almost gone. However, dozens of cold and wet vitality instantly penetrated into the falling raindrops, and then turned these raindrops into countless small swords and rushed towards Lin Yi's face.
The tip of the sword pointed at Lin Yi's throat, but all these real sword powers hit Lin Yi's face.
He only had half a face, so even when he looked at Lin Yi's intact face, he hated him very much.
He was completely angry by Lin Yi, so at this time he was no longer just thinking about killing Lin Yi, but using many cruel means to kill Lin Yi.
Chapter completed!