It was obvious that he had condensed all his energy into one place, and did not want to waste any more time with Lin Che, so he was preparing to kill her with one blow.

boom!

When the aura around the man in sackcloth reached its peak, he suddenly waved the sickle in his hand.

An arc-shaped sword light like a crescent moon swept away.

The sky all around seemed to be turned blood red by this sword.

Seeing this scene, Lin Che's eyes narrowed slightly, and she could feel the power of the opponent's sword, but even so, he had no intention of flinching.

At this moment, Lin Che suddenly tightened her grip on Long Yuan and slashed down in the air with her sword.

boom!

Swords intersect.

A violent spatial fluctuation spread wildly from the area where the two met.

The moment the two sides' attacks collided, Lin Che felt a huge force coming through the sword in his hand, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Obviously, although the true energy in Lin Che's body is far more solid than that of a warrior of the same level, there is still some gap in a head-to-head confrontation with a strong mid-level Taoist martial artist with such a huge gap in realm.

The man in linen sneered, "Boy, it seems you are nothing more than that, you..."

Buzz~~

The man in linen clothes was about to sneer, but at this moment, he seemed to suddenly sense something, and his expression suddenly changed.

Soul fluctuation!

In the collision just now, although Lin Che was at a disadvantage in terms of strength, his sword actually contained a strong soul wave.

One sword reincarnation!

There is no doubt that Lin Che used this soul sword skill to strike out with this sword.

The soul offensive is unpredictable.

At this time, the violent soul fluctuations directly hit the sea of ​​consciousness of the man in linen clothes. The man in linen clothes seemed to be immobilized in an instant, and even his eyes showed a dull look.

Of course, Lin Che has not yet mastered this sword skill.

The soul fluctuation in the sword cannot directly annihilate the soul of a middle-level Taoist martial artist.

But in a duel between masters, even a moment of loss of concentration can be a fatal flaw.

At this time, taking advantage of the opponent's loss of concentration, Lin Che raised her hand and struck out with a sword.

laugh!

In the field, a bright sword light flashed.

The next moment, the man in linen clothes was directly penetrated by a long sword in his throat!

It was only at this moment that the man in linen clothes seemed to come back to his senses. The next moment, he lowered his head and looked at the long sword at his throat, with shock written all over his face.

"You...this...is...what...ghost...sword...skill!"

His eyes were wide open, and his heart seemed to be full of doubts. However, because his throat was pierced, it was extremely difficult for him to say these words, and they almost came out one by one.

However, Lin Che's expression was indifferent and she did not respond at all. She waved her hand and pulled out the sword.

laugh!

A line of blood spurted out from the throat of the man in linen clothes.

"I, I...don't...will..."

The man in sackcloth stared intently at Lin Che, and could only let out one last roar. But soon, his life was completely cut off, and his body fell from the sky.

died……

A strong middle-level Taoist martial artist unexpectedly fell into the hands of a young man.
Chapter completed!