With a loud noise, like thunder rolling, Lin Shaoyun pinched a sword technique. The sword he controlled in his hand slashed in the sky. It was so fast that it was really lightning, and it couldn't be done in the blink of an eye.
Yang Pojun did not escape. No matter how fast he was, he would not avoid it at this time. However, he did not intend to escape because he had always been so confident.
Apart from Lin Shaoyun's heart fire just now, Yang Pojun really didn't take this Sword of Punishment seriously.
Although the powerful power contained in the Sword of Punishment surprised him, when Lin Shaoyun sacrificed his sword, Yang Pojun smiled because he could see that Lin Shaoyun's skill was too shallow and he could not do that at all.
The power of the sword was fully exerted. If Yang Pojun had probably done a good job, Lin Shaoyun would have used two points of strength.
Therefore, Yang Pojun did not dodge or avoid, and smiled coldly: "It's just a paper tiger!"
The next moment, the sword light slashed on Yang Pojun's body, or rather, on Yang Pojun's arm.
With a "bang", a dull and loud noise, Lin Shaoyun's body shook, and Yang Pojun calmed in the air safely, his body did not move, as solid as a rock.
The sword light dissipated, and Lin Shaoyun had already flew into the distance, and only felt stars appearing in his eyes. If it weren't for the willpower, he would have fainted.
The sword slashed Yang Pojun's arm, as if it was slashed on a steel pillar, extremely hard. The force of the recoil shocked Lin Shaoyun a little dizzy, but his spiritual platform was still awake, and he was in a backflip of the air.
Flying away in the direction of the fold.
"This guy is so terrifying?" Lin Shaoyun only felt that it would be safer to stay away from Yang Pojun quickly.
He never expected that with the ninth-grade immortal weapon alone, not only could he not hurt the other party's slightest flash, but he also shocked back. Is this ninth-grade immortal weapon not very powerful?
Lin Shaoyun floated three hundred feet away before he stabilized his body. Seeing Yang Pojun still in place, he looked fearless, he breathed a sigh of relief. If Yang Pojun had just come to chase him, he would be afraid of him.
You have to lie down.
Aotian was stunned by the side, his face became very ugly, and he exclaimed secretly: "My goodness, such a ruthless sword, even I dare not take it head-on. This guy not only took it head-on.
After that, it turned out to be fine, and my body didn't even move. What kind of cultivation is this? Should I finish playing here today?"
Thinking of this, Aotian couldn't help but burst into a cold sweat. Facing death, he wanted to say he was not afraid, that was fake. He was the middle-stage Demon Lord's cultivation level. If he went further, he could survive the heavenly tribulation, ascend to the fairy world, and become a
The demon immortal, who has been practicing for thousands of years, just explains this here, no one would be willing to do so.
"No, I have to find a chance to escape. I will escape later when the kid is going to fight to the death, haha! I am so smart." Aotian still had the idea of running away.
Because under the powerful attack of one side, the opponent did not dodge or avoid, and easily resolved the storm, as if he was as strong as a demon to come down to earth.
"Swords are good swords, but this person is too inferior." Yang Pojun patted his chopped arm and said contemptuously. If he had the idea of looking, he would find that Yang Pojun had his wrist carrying it on his wrist.
A pair of wrist guards, made of pure black iron, blended into one with his black clothes. If you didn't look closely, it would be difficult to tell.
Although he was hundreds of feet apart, Lin Shaoyun could still clearly hear each other's words. This was not because he had excellent ear skills, but because Yang Pojun had a profound cultivation and his voice was far away.
When Lin Shaoyun heard this, his face turned slightly red. Although he was in extreme unevenness, the facts were right in front of him. It was difficult not to bow his head even though his strength was different.
Just as Lin Shaoyun was venting his anger, Lu Dongbin said, "That guy is full of treasures and has a high level of cultivation. Of course you can't beat him. His pair of wrist guards on his hand will not be better than your ninth grade.
How bad is the immortal weapon, and its skills are extremely profound. If you have a wrist guard to block your sword of punishment, your sword will naturally not hurt him."
"This... no wonder, I feel like I've cut the iron pillar." Lin Shaoyun thought that the other party's cultivation was too strong, and he could block the sword of Punishment with his arms. At this time, he got Lu Dongbin's explanation and felt a lot of balance in his heart, "It turns out it is
It’s also because of the many treasures. By the way, Daxian, what treasures does he have?”
Lu Dongbin said: "His voice in black is a treasure. Although it cannot be compared with your Punishment Sword, your Punishment Sword still cannot hurt him."
"Why?" Lin Shaoyun didn't understand now. Since the sword of Punishment in his hand was stronger than his treasure, why could he not do anything to the other party? This seemed very contradictory.
"Because your cultivation level cannot use the Sword of Punishment to the extreme, so you cannot hurt him. If my immortal body is immortal, the Sword of Punishment is in my hand, with a light wave, he can go to see the King of Hell.
"Lu Dongbin said.
When Lin Shaoyun heard this, he was depressed and said depressedly: "It's cultivation again... If it weren't for the power of the five elements, he would have been killed by him long ago."
Seeing that Lin Shaoyun was standing in the distance and seemed not to move, Aotian asked quickly: "Lin Shaoyun, are you okay?"
He didn't care about Lin Shaoyun, but about himself. After all, the two of them are standing in the same boat, sharing honor and disgrace.
Lin Shaoyun came back to his senses and said, "I'm fine."
After hearing Lin Shaoyun say that it’s okay, Ao Tian felt relieved and said, “Can you still fight again?”
"Yes!" Lin Shaoyun replied without hesitation.
Aotian was happy and said to himself: "That's good, hehe!"
Yang Pojun stood there, watching coldly. Seeing that the two of them were almost done, he said, "Now you have any skills, use them quickly, so as not to take action, and you will have no chance."
He said this very crazy, but Lin Shaoyun and Aotian both felt the powerful strength after this arrogant language.
Like a mountain, it cannot be shaken.
Lin Shaoyun hates being despised the most. He feels that if he doesn't stand up, he will be a coward and useless person. His murderous intent flashed in his eyes, he raised the sword of punishment and rushed forward again.
This time, he did not use the sword technique in the sword control technique.
Instead, he used the sword technique he had learned in the "Thirteen Swords of the Rain".
Use the power of the five elements to activate the sword energy!
He stabbed Yang Pojun directly at his body. Of course, he knew that Yang Pojun was a treasure, so he would not foolishly stab the other party's clothes. This sword took the opponent's throat.
The throat is sealed with one sword. This is the most common move used by people in the martial arts world, which is vicious and vicious.
Lin Shaoyun himself did not expect that the tricks used in fighting in the martial arts world were also used in the Taoist world.