The power of a sword can actually open up chaos and break yin and yang.

Seeing such a sword intent made them, the sword cultivators involuntarily go crazy about it.

In my heart, I keep confirming myself.

The sound of fists and swords colliding suddenly spread throughout the world.

This time, Lin Yu actually took a passive step back half a step away.

Widths of bright red blood flowed down from the chest.

The wound can be seen in bones.

The flesh and blood bloomed, revealing a white color.

The next moment, the flesh and blood slowly squirmed.

The wound is healed at a visible level of the naked eye.

Straws of extremely sharp sword energy were forced out of the wound.

Lin Yu looked a little embarrassed.

The first time I fought, my fist was injured.

During the second confrontation, a deep bone-visible wound was left on his body.

From beginning to end, it seems that they are in a weak position.

"Hmph, I want to be a vicious person in our Wanjian Jue Sect, but he made the wrong plan..."

"What kind of Wushuang War Lord wants to destroy our Wanjian Jue Sect Holy Land, you are overestimating your own abilities..."

"This time, I must teach him a lesson..."

"Arrogant and arrogant, ignorant of the world..."

The disciple of Wanjian Jue Sect, who was still worried just now, became arrogant in the blink of an eye.

The Wushuang War Lord, who made them afraid of him as a tiger, seemed not too strong...

No, to be precise, the strength of the old sword saint was beyond their imagination.

In fact, with a sword alone, he blocked the fierce and powerful Wushuang War Lord.

The sword intent is so strong that it is beyond the ages.

Under that kind of sword intent, all the sword god Ximen Wuhen must be intimidated by it.

However, they did not see the pain deep in the eyes of the old sword saint.

Such supreme sword intent is not something he can use at all.

The powerful sword intent reached the limit of his body.

"Awesome, really awesome!"

At this moment, Lin Yu raised his thumb and exclaimed.

For the first time in my life, I was forced to retreat by my thoughts.

The domineering fist intention exposed his only weakness in the face of that sword intention.

Although the boxing intention is domineering, it is a bit scattered and not concise enough.

Compared with that sword intent, it is always weaker.

It was like wood, hitting a nail.

"It seems that my boxing intention still needs to be polished. I never thought that there was such a fierce sword in the world..."

When he was speaking, Lin Yu's wounds had completely healed.

He looked at the sword in the old sword saint's hand and couldn't help but reveal a hint of admiration.

Through the confrontation just now, he could infer that the path chosen by the owner of this sword was the same as the strong man who taught him boxing.

At this moment, the old sword saint did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Instead, he placed the sword in front of him, slowly adjusting his breathing, calming down the qi and blood in his body.

In the fight just now, he appeared to be full of the limelight and gained all the advantages.

But in fact, only he himself knows that the form is not optimistic.

Because Lin Yu relies entirely on his own strength to fight.

And he was able to use the mountains, rivers and earth veins to activate the supreme evil sword.

Otherwise, with his strength, his body would have already collapsed after the two swords.

"Wu Shuang Zhan Zun, things have come to this point, are you still not sure how difficult it is to retreat?"

The old sword saint slowly approached a step in front of the sword.

"My Wanjian Jue Sect and Ling Mei have nothing to do with each other. If you really want to kill yourself, the one who is most happy to see this scene is probably your real enemy."

Until now, the old sword saint has not completely given up persuading Lin Yu.

Even if he gained the upper hand, he knew very well that if he wanted to kill Wushuang War Lord, he would inevitably pay an unimaginable price.

What's more, their Wanjian Jue Sect can't do this at all.

That would be like taking the blame for others and shattering teeth into your own stomach.

More importantly, the old sword saint, the Wushuang War Lord, is so powerful that he is even more powerful than he imagined.

You must know that the supreme evil sword in your hand is so powerful that even the strong ones can be killed outside of the supreme.

If you try your best to use your strongest sword intent, you can almost compete with the true supreme.

Surprisingly, the Wushuang War Lord in front of him actually took two swords.

Although the body is injured, it is not fatal.

Not only did the combat power not decline, but it was vaguely rising.

It's scary, it's scary.

There is a kind of person who faces a strong opponent, the more he can stimulate his potential.

And Wushuang War Lord is undoubtedly such a person.

Facing such an opponent, the outcome is unpredictable until the last moment.

After hearing what the old sword saint said, Lin Yu gently pulled the corner of his mouth.

"I said that as long as you tell me the truth, I will leave immediately."

Although he was at a disadvantage, Lin Yu's momentum remained unabated.

The fighting spirit is even more intense.

"Wu Shuang Zhan Zun, why bother? You and I are not enemies. Do you need to divide life and death?"

The old sword saint slowly adjusted his breathing and continued.

Then, his tone changed.

"I just don't want to take the blame for others. If you think I, Wanjian Jue Sect, are afraid of you, you're a big mistake."

Speaking of this, the old sword saint's voice showed a slight sense of murder.

"If you are obsessed with it, then I can only kill you. At that time, it will be clear who can still save your sister."
Chapter completed!