Chapter 13 Black Robe and Sarcasm

Compared with Lu Xiaoyu's will, Lin Yi is undoubtedly more embarrassed. Although the other party's dark seal is not a powerful unique skill, it is precisely because the other party's cultivation in the bow knot period that Lin Yi can't despise it, or it is impossible for Lin Yi to be as calm as the other party.

If the victory or defeat is decided by the gap in cultivation, Lin Yi will definitely feel very uncomfortable, let alone unwilling. Moreover, this is just a casual start by Lu Xiaoyu. Who can predict any strong learning behind him? Therefore, Lin Yi continued to wave his dagger and affirmed that he would be forced to be strong in his heart. Only in this way can the other party feel pressure. Even if it is just a little pressure, it is better than no pressure, otherwise there is no need to compare this big comparison at all.

"The first type of sword spirit."

Lin Yi shouted softly, and the sword seal came out directly through the wind, and rushed to Lu Xiaoyu, who was facing him with a sword spirit that pierced his skin. Seeing this, Lu Xiaoyu said disdainfully, "I dare to take out the carving insect skills and compare them. Disperse them for me!!"

The words of his mouth were sarcastic, and the contempt in his tone was obvious. After Lu Xiaoyu's agance was seen by the disciples of the rest of the peaks, those disciples couldn't help complaining that he was really unrespected, even if he was really strong, which made the disciples of the rest of the peaks dare not dare to fight, except for someone.

As a disciple of the main peak and the old man on the stage, he was naturally full of interest after seeing Lu Xiaoyu's strong performance. This is a kind of alliance cheering for the winners. Under the situation of Lu Xiaoyu's profit, if they can still be indifferent, then it can only be said that they no longer look like people with hearts. After all, this is the embodiment of their strength for countless years. How can they not be unhappy?

He held his unused left hand into a tiger's claw shape, and Lu Xiaoyu grabbed the sword seal from the wind. Suddenly, Lin Yi's sword seal seemed to be controlled by the heavenly power condensed by his big hand. The horizontal posture of the sword seal that rushed forward quietly stayed in mid-air, and could not move forward or retreat, making Lin Yi's Taoist friends who displayed the sword seal difficult and embarrassed.

Fortunately, under another shock of Lu Xiaoyu, the sword seal finally got rid of its embarrassing position and slowly dissipated its glory.

After these two tentative battles, Lin Yi has found that he is indeed unlikely to defeat the other party. Although the cultivation of the bow knot period seems to be only one step away from him on the surface, he knows that it is because of this level that the gap makes each other's positions become like a gap, which is not difficult to overcome in a short period of time.

Unless you take the elixir, the elixir that makes people ecstasy and drunk to death. Unfortunately, Lin Yi didn't like taking medicine before he came to this world for no reason.

"I just said the trick of carving insects. Now, suffer to death!!"

Lu Xiaoyu is really an endless person, just like his mouth, always adding bad words to others. Since he had a grudge against Lin Yi, he has said bad things about him. For such a bad man from the bottom of his heart, Lin Yi sometimes really wants to leave Cang Mingzong.

After crushing Lin Yi's sword seal, Lu Xiaoyu pressed up with a strong body, and at the same time, his hands began to mark with his fingers. I have to say that Lu Xiaoyu's hands are really a pair of white and smooth hands, better than women, and their fingers are as beautiful as green onions, which is enviable.

But such a pair of beautiful hands made Lin Yi's eyebrows frown, because he felt a stronger cultivation fluctuation on the other party's hands than before, and this fluctuation also made him feel the illusion of life-and-death crisis.

"Tianyan's generous palm."

Lu Xiaoyu went up against the wind, and his forehead hair was constantly blown to the back of his head by the spring breeze, like the black waves when dancing. But just after his shouting, a breath that made the atmosphere of heaven and earth around him begin to tremble wildly condensed towards him.

At this moment, no matter how powerful or chaotic the atmosphere is, everything has become extremely tyrannical in the ten-meter space where Lin Yi stands. He knew that if he did not choose to dodge, the palm of the other party would become his annihilation.

"The third type of sword spirit!!"

A trick that Lin Yi used before, which is also the winning and losing trick between him and Guo Cheng. In today's situation, it has become so powerless.

Everyone knows that the power of this sword skill has weakened, just like Feng Yuanzhi, whose eyebrows are covered with dark clouds. They all know that this is just a big difference in cultivation between the two, so that it is impossible to distinguish the winner by learning alone, so Lin Yi's battle is more or less auspicious.

"Is this the move again? Humph!! I will let you know that only cultivation is the king of victory and defeat!!"

Lu Xiaoyu said again. His palms were inch by inch, his eyebrows were fierce, and the hairband with the tight bundle of green silk on his head had slipped off. His beautiful hair looked like a black lotus waiting to be bud.

On this murderous black lotus, a round of crimson blood light suddenly burst out, with the previous hot and generous palm suddenly intensified, and the palm print became several times larger under the light of blood light, looking like the same round of palm print walls up to more than ten meters wide.

"Death!!!"

This is Lu Xiaoyu shouting again under the demonic ferociousness. He moved his big handprints and patted directly at Lin Yi not far away. When the fingerprints rotated, the four directions began to tremble, and the dust on the square was blown away by the strong wind. The atmosphere of heaven and earth in and around the field was suddenly sucked away, and an extremely powerful destructive force began to spread throughout the small square where the two stood.

a click.

The virtual shadow condensed by the third type of sword spirit is faintly shattered, and the sword light disappears without end. There is no doubt that cultivation under such a powerful confrontation has become Lin Yi's biggest ill. The power of the fingerprints on Tianyan's generous palm is tightly attached to him, and the blocked breath can't make him choose to escape. Therefore, Lu Xiaoyu's palm is bound to collide with Lin Yi head-on.

Rumble.

The facts are as obvious as the gap in the scene. The loud noise echoed between the whole Tianwu wasteland, and Tianyan's generous palm slapped Lin Yi without shy.

At this moment, there was no smoking and dust at the attack of Tianyan's generous palm, and the bloodlight spread like a broken sun. The dazzling light makes people forget that the world is still bright, and forget that the golden fireball hanging high on the blue sky is still so hot.

When people began to regain their eyesight, the scene had already become silent.

Therefore, people have to pick up the dark vision forced by endless blood light to see the situation in the field, and by the way, use this bright vision to look at the position where Lin Yi stood before to see if there is anything left by Lin Yi. Then, everyone was disappointed, because everything there was empty.

There is no Lin Yi in the square, and there is no breath about him. Has he been hit by this slap? Or is the smashed bones that he was beaten by this palm?

This is a reality that many people can't accept, and this is also a reality that many people begin to celebrate. So people began to sigh and be decadent again.

In contrast, in the whole main peak, Lu Xiaoyu stood alone, still looking into the distance with a cold and bloodthirsty face. No one understands what he is looking at at the moment, and no one will know why his pale cheeks are still looking at the place where the bones are empty with such a cold attitude.

On the observation platform of Tianqingfeng, Feng Yuanzhi stroked the white beard on his chin happily and stood silently. Although there was no sadness or joy on each other's faces, he knew that the battle was not over at this time, and Lin Yi was also not dead.

Is Lin Yi not dead? Feng Yuanzhi's vowed appearance told people that of course Lin Yi was not dead, otherwise wouldn't it be useless for him to be so full of Lin Yi's storage bag before the war?

Feng Yuanzhi is a person who doesn't like to do useless things, otherwise how could he stuff the stinky black robe to Lin Yi? As an elder of Cang Mingzong, he be poor and can't even save the life of his apprentice.

Most people began to show frustration and joy, but an accident happened in the square at this moment.

A raised mountain bag appeared on the originally smooth ground. This is a moving mountain bag. The stone powder on it began to roll down sparsely, and there were unbreakable soil cracks on the mountain bag, like bamboo shoots breaking out of the ground in spring, but the process accelerated more and faster.

The sound of swish dirt kept coming into everyone's ears. People looked at the crack of the mountain bag incredulously. Suddenly, an arm with blood appeared from the cracks in the soil. Because this moving arm appeared, Zili's simple and honest face was more relaxed, Nalan's sad face was more dull, and Feng Yuanzhi's old face also showed a smile.

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"Look, everyone, he's not dead yet."

I don't know which disciple outside the field shouted, which immediately drove the tragic atmosphere of all the disciples outside the field, so another person said, "It's incredible that he can survive under that palm."

A disciple of Gu Huafeng said, "It's terrible. I thought his bones were gone, but I didn't expect it to be such a comedy scene. It seems that he has become a native grandson. This time, Lu Xiaoyu, who was arrogant, was still so arrogant.

And countless disciples began to feel grateful for Lin Yi's survival.

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"This boy's life is so cheap that he doesn't die under the palm of the big brother. It seems that he is not a bitch."

"Even if he is alive, the eldest brother can still kill him." Another disciple of the main peak said.

"I have to say that this boy's life is really cheap, waiting for him to be killed by his big brother."

"This is so cruel."

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Everyone was silent and silent.

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The swsh sound still continued in the square, and the edge of the hill bag was enriched by the accumulation of more and more dry mud powder. It was not until someone dug a deep black pit on the flat field that a dark head appeared.

The dark head has no face, no facial features, and no decoration. Everyone wondered whether the dark thing was scorched by the previous Tianyan generous palm, and the figure who was exposed except for his hands but was as dark as ink finally climbed out with difficulty.

Lin Yi wore the black robe given to him by Feng Yuanzhi and swept away with a breeze, and the disgusting smell began to rush to the crowd blowing in the wind.

"Oh, God, what does this taste like? Why is it so smoky? It's disgusting!" A disciple pinched his nose ball and sighed unlucky. It seemed that because of this disgusting smell, it had replaced the black focus from head to toe that he was concerned about in the field.

The black robe given by Feng Yuanzhi was full of oily appearance and looked particularly strange, but Lin Yi had no choice but to wear it on his body. When the black robe was worn on Lin Yi, he was surprised to find that the black robe looked very different from the feeling of wearing it.

Although the stench that has survived for many years is still so unpleasant and disgusting, I have to say that this black robe is really a precious treasure.

It not only resists Lu Xiaoyu's six layers of destructive power, but also changes subtly with human size, which is a reality that even science can't do. It can make a person no matter what shape it is, it will become bigger and smaller with the shape of a person, which is very humanized.

From complaining at the beginning to knowing the benefits, Lin Yi began to fall in love with this black robe without conscience, and he was particularly happy. So he took off his robe and carefully put the black robe into the storage bag, revealing his elegant face and his tattered cyan robe that had been beaten by the other party.

He still held the dagger in his hand, but it seemed to tremble constantly. Maybe it was really shaken and painful like the blood stains in his hand, and there was a less obvious crack on the dagger.

Walking in the direction of Lu Xiaoyu, Lin Yi's pale face was as quiet as before, and there was still a wisp of blood stain on the corners of his mouth.

This is a funny miracle for everyone, but it is more like a strange mockery for Lu Xiaoyu.

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