Bocai Lin's body trembled slightly and he shouted in a low voice, "Good technique!"

The light spots all over the sky disappeared, and the crossed swords appeared in front of them as if out of thin air, following the perfect route that followed the principles of the earth, as if they were falling from the misty starry sky, and the sword energy had completely enveloped Xu Ziyi.

At this moment, Fu Cailin finally demonstrated the terrifying power of "the art of swordplay"!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Facing the sword technique that seemed to be falling from the horizon, Xu Ziyi's figure remained motionless, only hearing the sound of "swish" sword energy cutting, Xu Ziyi's clothes

It has become riddled with holes.

However, Xu Ziyi was still unscathed. Fu Cailin moved, and the Yi sword in his hand thrust forward as if it contained the light of the stars, but Xu Ziyi still only relied on his two palms.

The two of them were also standing proudly on the boulder in the center of the river. The shadow of one's palm was flying up and down, and the sword light in the other's hand was flashing. On the boulder less than three feet in the center of the river, the two of them had passed dozens of times in the blink of an eye.

trick.

After understanding the subtlety of Fu Cailin's swordplay skills, Xu Ziyi completely abandoned the so-called changes in moves and just used simple palm skills, forcing Fu Cailin into a crisis he had never encountered in decades.

There was only a clear and distinct sound of tinkling, and no matter how cleverly Fu Cailin changed the sword in his hand, he was helpless in the face of Xu Ziyi, who had achieved the state of being indestructible, indestructible King Ming, and a Tathagata protector.

This scene made Shi Feixuan, Shuanglong and others who were watching the battle from a distance witness it, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

Especially in the eyes of Shuanglong, Fu Cailin is a man like a god. Ever since they became a disciple of Yi Jiange, they have never seen Fu Cailin in such a mess!

Xu Ziyi was not afraid of the changes in the sword in Fu Cailin's hand, but when faced with his strong palm power, Fu Cailin still had to be careful to avoid it.

After doing this several times, Fu Cailin naturally fell into passivity!

But Fu Cailin is Fu Cailin after all. He is after all a martial arts master who has been famous outside the Central Territory for decades.

Suddenly, Fu Cailin was heard sighing: "All magical changes are self-contained!"

Then I saw him thrust out with a sword. No one could even describe the grace of this sword!

"Master!"

Seeing Fu Cailin suddenly resorting to such a decisive sword technique that risked death and survived, the two dragons who were watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but change their expressions and shouted in unison.

In front of Fu Cailin's sword, even the stars above his head seemed to become dim, as if they were not qualified to compare with the grace of Fu Cailin's sword!

"good!"

Seeing that the martial arts master finally showed his true skills, Xu Ziyi's expression changed and became solemn. After shouting loudly, he also punched out.

The fist keeps changing in a short distance!

This is the most direct confrontation between the two since they have fought each other. It is very likely that this move will be enough to determine the winner between the two!

Just like when you see two bolts of lightning, they have hit each other.

Victory or defeat, life or death, depends on a split second!

The wind was blowing and the clouds were moving. Faced with the punches and swords of the two men, strange changes occurred in the Tiger Leap Gorge. An inexplicable heavy fog blew in and enveloped the two figures who were fighting for life and death in the river.

A moment later, two figures were seen flying upside down from the fog at the same time.

I saw Xu Ziyi's long hair suddenly exploded, and the hairpins collapsed into pieces. His body seemed to have been severely injured and bleeding profusely. Fu Cailin's face was also pale, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, as well as the Yi sword in his right hand.

Only a small piece is left.

"Master!"

Seeing the two figures retreating from the river, Shi Fei Xuan and Shuang Long moved at the same time.

ps: The brain is like a lake of liquid!

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