Lin Ruoying's sword moves were all out, and he was in a difficult situation to fight with the old man in black robe, as if he was still at a disadvantage.

The old man in black robe is very strong, with "zombie skills" and "zombie fist" very strange.

The Black Witch Cult is mysterious in the world, and the dragons walk without seeing their heads and tails.

Lin Ruoying has read some relevant information and knows that the Black Witch teaches people to complement each other with a corpse refining technique and a zombie skill, and confirms each other that the corpse refining technique makes corpses like humans, while the zombie skill makes people like corpses.

The ancestors of the Black Witch Cult accompanied the corpses day and night. With their perverted mind and perseverance, they used their abnormal minds and perseverance to observe the shapes of zombies, imitate their shapes, take their meanings, and integrate them into martial arts. They actually created an evil, strange and powerful unique skill.

There is almost no specific posture or routine in the Zombie Fist, nothing more than piercing, inserting, sweeping, smashing, and going back and forth, a few seemingly mechanized actions, rough and stiff, just like Cheng Yaojin's three axes, but you must not be underestimated.

The zombie fist's fist is simple, direct and vicious. Not only can the power of the fist claws penetrate the abdomen, but the punches are almost free of ventilation and can be used to combos, and it can also be used to make a certain degree of exercise. The qi force is highly poisonous and is injured. It can be damaged at the least, the poison is paralyzed, and at the worst, the life is difficult to protect. It is an extremely vicious exercise.

The old man in black robe became more and more fierce as he fought, his movements were funny, but he was extremely powerful. Those strange moves poured out from his hands, like a long river rolling.

But this long river is a little stiff.

Zombies resurrect, zombies turn back, zombies exit, zombies move mountains, zombies cross ridge, zombies drive clouds, zombies worship the moon...

Although Lin Ruoying had the Qinghuang Ancient Sword in his hand, he was still a little tired of dealing with it and was full of dangers.

The Black God was anxious and couldn't help but question Yu Yue: "Why haven't you done it yet? When are you planning to watch the show?!"

He knew that Yu Yue was very strong, and although he was a little dissatisfied, he was convinced in his heart.

Yu Yue shook his head gently: "I don't need to take action on these despicable things."

He was completely disdainful of the Black Witch Sect, who was afraid of the world.

The black god said anxiously: "But, the boss is in danger. If you continue to fight, there will be a problem!"

Yu Yue still looked like an old god, and said leisurely: "The zombie skills are just small techniques. What I have guided Miss Lin is the authentic way. If she can't even deal with such a small scene, it will be useless. But, I believe in my own vision and Miss Lin's talent. Don't you believe in your leader?"

The Black God was speechless, but he also felt that something was wrong.

It was obvious that the leader pulled you into the group first, but now it seems like you have turned into a mentor, looking like a master's guidance?

But in the field, the old man in black robe had an extremely fierce attack, and Lin Ruoying seemed to be overwhelmed.

The old man in black robe has such skills, and he must be an elder-level figure in the Black Witch Sect.

Although Lin Ruoying was slightly inferior and showed signs of failure, her hand holding the sword was still very stable and she was very calm.

She had already figured out the other party's martial arts routine, that is, there was no routine, and she won with her strength. At the same time, she also had a certain understanding of the sword method guided by Yu Yue.

The sword force directed by Yu Yue, in addition to the three realms of body, qi, and heart, and the method of practicing qi and promoting qi, also requires the spiritual condensation of the swordsman and the momentum of moving forward.

When you hold the sword, you must be more focused, more focused, and focus without distraction.

Whenever you can advance or retreat, attack or defend, no matter when you can't hesitate, hesitation will fail!

As a swordsman, you must always be dying!

After a break, Lin Ruoying's figure and sword posture became different, becoming more sharp.

The old man in black robe said "Huh" and he felt it.

Because the young witch master explained that "it's better not to hurt her body", the old man in black robe always kept three points of his strength.

Even if he keeps his strength three points, he has the confidence to take down the opponent. There are not a few dozen or a dozen strong man who fell under his zombie fist.

He is the elder of the Black Witch Sect. Can't he even take down a yellow-haired girl?

But after a few rounds, he became more and more shocked as he fought. He didn't expect that a mere yellow-haired girl could last for so long and still had a vague rebound.

He felt that if he didn't give his all, he would be unable to suppress the other party.

Lin Ruoying dances with her hands, and the blue sword lights are shot in a series of rapid shooting, launching a powerful counterattack.

The old man in black robe roared and used his full strength, and the zombie fist was faster, more ruthless and more sinister.

However, Lin has already understood the essence of swordsmanship - Jianxin.

There was no doubt or fear in her heart, and no hesitation in her sword.

No matter how fast you are, no matter how strong you are, no matter how fast you are, no matter how powerful you are, the poisonous dragon monsters in the mountains of corpses, blood, sea of ​​poisonous dragons, and monsters, I will kill them with one sword!

At this moment, Lin Ruoying's eyes were like a cold light of a cold blade. The sword moved with the aura and his body came out with the sword. The red dress flew around, and the green light was flourishing, and it instantly enveloped the old man in black robe.

The elder of the Black Witch Sect also exploded, and the claws of the fists were continuously released, and the force of the fists was extremely dark, like black iron.

If such a punch is hit, let alone a human, even a cow will have to penetrate it and then die of poison.

However, Qingmang did not retreat at all, and did not retreat but instead advanced.

Black Fist Force tried to tear open the blue sword light...

Teared apart...

I saw the fist power condensed as black iron forcibly tearing a piece of sword light to pieces...

But in an instant, the broken sword light suddenly condensed, and accelerated through the sword mountain-like fist force with an unmovable momentum, slashing down!

With this slash, the green light condensed into a thread, like the divine light that penetrated the heaven and earth, and in turn cut off the dark energy, like a hot knife cutting into butter!

The black fist force disconnected instantly and dissipated instantly. In no particular order, a scarlet blood mist rose almost at the same time...

The old man in black robe widened his eyes incredibly, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be about to open.

His arms stretched forward in a punching position, but he had no fists anymore, and the front end of his forearm was bare, revealing flesh and bones.

His fists had been cut off by his wrists, and the break was smooth.

Thinking back on how fast the sword was just now, it was done in one go.

Two fists as big as sandbags fell to the ground and rolled a few times.

The old man in black robe had blood gushed out from his broken hand. He was already in great pain, but he was full of unwillingness. His body's corpse energy surged like a dark curtain, as if he was planning to slap Lin Ruoying.

Lin Ruoying knew that his sword skills had really improved. The sword just now was undoubtedly the strongest sword he had used since he learned the sword.

Her confidence increased. Facing the opponent's trapped beast counterattack, the man and the sword stabbed out together. Leng and resolutely, crossed ten meters in one breath, and nailed the old man in black robe to the tree with a sword.

As Lin Ruoying removed his sword coldly, the old man in black robe rubbed the tree trunk and slowly sat down on the ground, spitting out blood, murmured: "This...this is impossible..."

He really couldn't believe that the zombie fist he was proud of would lose, and his dignified Black Witch Sect elder would lose to a little policewoman.

Xiao Changshan's face was even more fanatical, and he didn't care about his life or death. He stared at Lin Ruoying with four eyes, and his pale face turned abnormally red because of excitement: "That's great, it's great, I'm going to settle for this woman!"
Chapter completed!