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Lin Xi was moved.
It was not because of the fast bolide that was difficult to dodge, but because before the Cave Man cultivator's eyes rested on him and he threw the lava spear, Ai Qilan beside him had already blocked him.
forward.
He didn't know that Ai Qilan was the night watchman selected by Qingluan Academy, but he could feel that, except for some special methods, Ai Qilan's soul power cultivation was probably not as good as his, but it was such a person who was far better than him
The thin figure stood in front of him with extraordinary determination.
"Ding…."
The fingers of the female violinist in red shirt turned into phantoms on the strings so fast.
It was as if there were more than a dozen hands playing on the dark red guqin in front of him at the same time. Along with the peaceful and singing and weeping sound of the piano, there was an unusually murderous aura, and circles of light patterns swayed around the body of the piano.
Opening, it was like countless invisible flying knives spinning and killing the oncoming lava spears in the air.
The lava spears flew with magma, became smaller and smaller, and flew slower and slower.
When she arrived a few meters in front of Ai Qilan, she had become the size of an arrow.
"Zheng!"
As the red-shirted female violinist touched her hands, a clear sound sounded, and her clothes and black hair all floated up, and her whole body was slightly shaken off the ground, and the last piece of lava suddenly stopped in the air, helpless.
Push in, and explode into a ball of sparks.
At this time, Lin Xi also let out a sharp shout, and slashed the red-shirted female violinist's neck with the morning sword in her hand.
There was a flying sword as thin as a cicada's wing.
A flying sword that flies freely in the air purely due to someone's will and power has an attraction from the depths of his soul.
"when!"
The light green long sword in his hand accurately hit the flying sword that was approaching at high speed, pierced through the pale white mist, and brought out a transparent trajectory in the air, making a loud roar.
His body was shaken violently, and the tiger's mouth, which was wrapped with a strip of cloth, was torn open again, and blood flew out along the hilt of the sword.
The flying sword flew out diagonally, appearing to be extremely gentle. However, Lin Xi's right arm was hanging down, and it was impossible to lift it for a moment. From the shoulder to every finger, from the inside out, there was no trace of it.
trembling.
It is really unimaginable that such a gentle flying sword actually contains such terrifying power.
"Huh?"
A soft cry filled the air from all directions. This powerful practitioner from Purgatory Mountain was also surprised that Lin Xi's cultivation level could actually hit his flying sword.
The flimsy flying sword did not stop, but this time it was purely fierce. It broke the air with a hiss and pierced the back of the red-shirted musical instrument, as if to see if Lin Xi still had the ability to kill him again.
Lin Xi stared at the flying sword closely and saw the trajectory of the flying sword clearly, but his mouth was extremely bitter. He could feel that even if his left hand dagger could hit the thin flying sword, at this moment,
The power on the flying sword is not something that I can stop at all.
The green hair of the female violinist in red shirt started to flow again.
Since each of these moments of fighting was actually extremely short, her piano sound never stopped at all, and the soul power gushing out from the fingers of her hands always made a soft chissing sound.
This kind of violent flow of soul power, if it were Lin Xi, the soul power in his body would have already flowed cleanly.
The thin flying sword in the air suddenly made a sound like rain, and a little bit of red light exploded continuously. The extremely agile and thin flying sword seemed to be restrained by a net, making it difficult to fly in the air.
"Roar…"
The acupuncture cultivator moved forward like the wind, and was less than ten meters away from the red-shirted female violinist. The fire wind formed by the floating flames and hot wind surged in. Lin Xi's skin was burnt to a yellowish color, and her hair began to burn.
One eye has been watching the battle coldly.
No one noticed Tong Wei's existence. Even the female violinist in red shirt knew that he must be there, but she had no idea where he was.
Because he is Windrunner, the real Windrunner of Qingluan Academy, the most powerful assassin in the world.
Windrunner has many unique methods. Because he has spent his whole life understanding the wind, getting close to the wind, and controlling the wind, Windrunner has a unique perception of the wind. The wind is an extension of his hearing, his sense of smell, and his vision.
From the very beginning, he discovered the arrival of this flying sword from Purgatory Mountain before anyone else on the scene, and he has been searching for this cultivator from Purgatory Mountain.
This cultivator from Purgatory Mountain is a cultivator of the same level as him, and is the most powerful person in the world. Although the red-shirted female violinist's combat power was beyond his expectation, it was obvious that she just faced the cave barbarian.
Even the practitioners may not be able to defeat him, let alone the cave barbarian practitioners and this holy master of Purgatory Mountain.
Lin Xi's improvement in strength was far beyond his expectations, but Lin Xi, like Ai Qilan, was still too immature and had not yet matured.
So the real showdown in this game only came between him and this holy master from Purgatory Mountain.
However, until this moment, he still failed to discover where the Holy Master of Purgatory Mountain was.
Every sound made by this holy master of Purgatory Mountain is truly traveling through the air, as if it is spoken through countless transparent mouths floating in all directions. This holy master of Purgatory Mountain seems to be truly invisible.
, turned into countless transparent mouths covering this battlefield.
Without a target, he cannot launch an attack.
But the current battle situation left him with no choice but to take a gamble.
…
The flying sword, as thin as a cicada's wings, suddenly sensed something and flew away into the mist above.
Compared with any previous gyrations, the movement of this flying sword appeared to be gentler, like a transparent giant with tens of thousands of pounds of strength holding a straw.
Because it was so gentle, this thin and transparent flying sword did not rapidly push away the mist in the sky. Instead, it penetrated into the mist and tried its best to hide.
However, there was an extremely violent aura, and just when Lin Xi felt the familiar meaning, it was like an iron rod of heaven's punishment, slamming into the thin and transparent flying sword.
There are no words to describe the harshness of this blow.
The thin and transparent flying sword let out a cry, just like a dragonfly being smashed away by a giant's fist. With a hiss, it was shot to an unknown location.
"Cough...cough...cough..."
The sky was filled with the sound of coughs coming from countless transparent mouths.
"teacher?!"
The tips of Lin Xi's hair were burning, but she screamed in surprise.
The arrow that knocked the flying sword away with one strike like an iron rod from heaven was an arrow. He felt the familiar aura of domineering and arrogance from this arrow.
The sound of the piano is as dense as rain.
The fingernails of the red-shirted female violinist's slender fingers all oozed with blood as the soul power surged. Thousands of ravines appeared in front of her, and the forces brought mud, water and dust together to form a handle.
The muddy sword struck at the cave barbarian cultivator who was approaching step by step.
The caveman practitioner crossed his arms to block the wound on his chest. His body was as straight as a mountain, but he was still hit by the powerful impact and kept sliding backwards. The blood-red flames on his body also stretched back, like a thread in the wind.
Red candle.
Amidst Lin Xi's cries of surprise, the sound of footsteps as dense as drums beat on the ground.
A tall black figure strode out of the mist, but it was not Tong Wei as Lin Xi imagined, but a masked black-armored Yunqin general carrying a giant axe.
"Cough...cough...I didn't expect you didn't run away, but followed me secretly..."
"Very good... You should be the student of Qingluan Academy named Lin Xi... an old Windrunner... a Windrunner who has not yet grown up... plus an elite of Qingluan Academy who owns the Lone Star Battle Ax... this
It’s worth it…”
Countless subtle sounds, like countless transparent mouths surrounding the earth, kept ringing out. Although they kept coughing lightly, as if they were vomiting blood, there was no panic, but full of surprises.
This voice makes this holy master of Purgatory Mountain appear more powerful and mysterious.
…
Tong Wei ignored the voice.
After he shot an arrow, he retreated silently towards the forest behind him.
However, at this moment, he suddenly raised his head, his eyebrows suddenly frowning deeply.
The thin flying sword had broken through the mist and struck towards him.
"when!"
The giant bow in his hand rose up, easily blocking the blow from the flying sword, but he couldn't help but feel a slight chill in his heart.
Under his heavy blow just now, the Saint Master of Purgatory Mountain still did not reveal his position. He still could not find where the other party was. From his current position to the position of Lin Xi and the female violinist in red shirt.
, more than four hundred steps, but this flying sword came down directly.
He is a true Wind Walker, and he also has the cultivation level of the Holy Master. He can judge with absolute certainty that the cultivation level of the Purgatory Mountain Saint Master who controls this flying sword is absolutely impossible to control the flying sword for more than two hundred steps.
However, the current fact is that it must have exceeded two hundred steps. This can only mean that Purgatory Mountain has new secrets that Qingluan Academy does not know... This kind of secret is completely unfamiliar to Qingluan Academy and does not even conform to the understanding of soul power.
More than the thin flying sword itself, it frightened him even more.
Tong Wei's block was like the beginning of a sharp piano music, and a series of shrill and crisp explosions suddenly sounded around him.
The owner of this flying sword was also very aware of the terrifying power of the bow and arrow in his hand, and did not give him any time to distance himself or draw the bow. The thin flying sword flew around him at high speed like a wild bee, but the flying sword
It brought out the sight of countless wild bees. The flying sword was almost close to Tong Wei's body, stabbing and killing various parts of Tong Wei's body with a chaotic rhythm and extremely terrifying speed.
Tong Wei's exposed skin was covered with black scales.
Under the agitation of his soul power, layers of armor covered with runes extended from his black robe.
This kind of armor never appeared in the world, and the lingering black light faintly formed the shape of a Luan bird outside his body.
The flying sword split the black robe outside Tong Wei's body, cutting and rubbing the black armor inside at extremely high speed, creating circles of dazzling fire.