Chapter 1208: Turning Fingers into Swords
"boom!"
The battle is about to hit!
The two of them did not see any movement, and the violent collision caused by the momentum emitted from their bodies caused a earth-shaking loud noise.
A layer of light green mist was hazy around Lin Yi. This was the transformation of the vital energy produced by practicing the [Qiankun Ziyang Art] to a certain extent.
Xia Yitian's sharp edge was revealed, and a circle of silver halos enveloped it, covering her graceful waist.
This silver halo is actually comparable to Lin Yi's transformation of energy.
Hundreds of geniuses around all retreated quickly, cheered up and watched the battle between the two strong men.
A gentle vitality like spring breeze pushed Luo Xiaobei a hundred feet away, approaching the edge of the void battlefield.
Luo Xiaobei looked at Lin Yi's back gratefully, and his heart felt warm.
At this moment, Lin Yi's back stood in her heart like a mountain with thousands of blades, and was as tall as a pines for thousands of years.
"Today, I will teach you the first lesson..."
"…The truth of the world of cultivation is that whoever has the biggest fist is the truth."
Lin Yi's teachings echoed in Luo Xiaobei's heart. She slowly straightened her body and her eyes became firm.
Her eyes swept across the faces of hundreds of geniuses opposite her, and she kept all the faces of the master's enemies in her heart.
Finally, her eyes fell a hundred feet away in front of her again. On the tall figure, she said to herself: "This is my Luo Xiaobei's master. So what if I am enemies of the four holy lands? So what if I am enemies of the whole world? Are there any kings, princes, generals and ministers? My master's Snow Country of Xichuan is rising slowly. Who can guarantee that in countless years, the Snow Country of Xichuan will not be able to overwhelm the four ancient holy lands and become the No. 6 holy land of the Holy Martial Arts University?"
Whether it was the hundreds of strong men in the Guanchao Pavilion or the millions of monks on both sides of the Baisha River, they were all staring at the battle in the sky without blinking.
Lin Yi defeated the two sacred sons by one against two, which means that he has the strength to fight Xia Yitian, but it is still unknown who will win and lose in this battle.
"Swish!"
Thousands of sword lights flew out of the void, without any signs. All the sword lights seemed to appear out of thin air, shooting from Lin Yi in all directions.
Because the degree was too fast, the air was shattered and the void became turbulent.
Lin Yi stood still. When thousands of sword lights flew three meters in front of him, he felt a thought and touched the confined realm again.
Thousands of sword lights stumbled slightly around Lin Yi. The next moment, Lin Yi's figure suddenly disappeared.
"boom!!"
Thousands of sword lights shot at Lin Yi's standing, and a loud noise exploded. A cloud suddenly rose from the void battlefield. Sword marks were covered with sword marks on the ground of the battlefield, and the formation patterns guarding the battlefield were shattered a large piece again.
A flash of the void appeared, and Lin Yi's figure appeared.
At the critical moment of life and death, he imprisoned thousands of sword lights and used the sixth form of the [Nine Dragon Step] to easily avoid Xia Yitian's attack.
Lin Yi looked at Xia Yitian, who was shrouded in silver halo, gently raised his arm and pointed his index finger.
It was like a dragonfly sifting through the water, and ripples appeared in the void.
Xia Yitian's purple pupils shrank slightly and suddenly disappeared from the spot.
"boom!"
She stood there and suddenly a shocking sound broke out.
The void seemed to shatter, the battlefield seemed to explode, and the formation patterns that protected the battlefield were blasted out of a big hole.
Lin Yimiao used his own understanding of the [Qiankun Ziyang Sword], and the first move he obtained was the character "Breaking" sword, which turned into a sword, penetrated the void with one finger, shattered the place where Xia Yitian stood, and shattered the formation pattern.
This sword is equally matched with Xia Yitian's Void Hidden Sword.
Hundreds of geniuses around were all stunned.
"I didn't expect Xia Yitian's cultivation to grow to such a terrible level. Ten thousand swords were hidden in the void. With a thought, ten thousand swords were at once. Even if his body was fast, he was afraid he could not avoid the ten thousand sword lights."
Lan Xieao sighed.
"But your friend still avoided it."
Han Shanshan said expressionlessly.
"That's natural. Don't you look at who he is? He is the best one for me, Lan Xieao..."
Before Lan Xieao finished showing off a word, he felt two cold lights staring at him, and he was so scared that he immediately closed his mouth.
"I didn't expect this little guy to actually realize a trace of confinement."
Han Shanshan still said expressionlessly.
This is her first compliment to Lin Yi since she entered the Void Battlefield.
Hundreds of monks around, whether they were Wu Zhuo and Wu Yumo who were defeated by Lin Yi one after another, or Chen Chuhe and Nangong Junpeng who were watching the battle, they all felt cold.
If Xia Yitian’s hidden sword in the void is hard to defend, Lin Yi’s finger penetrates the void is even more terrifying.
"You really have the capital to be proud, but that's all."
Xia Yitian, shrouded in the silver halo, coldly threw out a sentence and attacked Lin Yi again.
"Swish!"
Seven chess pieces suddenly shot out from the void, four black and three white. After flying out of the void, they suddenly fell around Lin Yi in a hurry.
"Play..."
After seven crisp sounds, seven chess pieces formed a pattern around Lin Yi, the Big Dipper!
Lin Yi suddenly felt a direct pressure swept from all directions.
"Damn! Are you wrong? Xia Yitian, you violent girl, even the Zhenhai chess piece of Emperor Wu of Daxia, is unfair! This is unfair!"
Lan Xieao shouted like a rogue.
"Shut up!"
Han Shanshan scolded coldly and said in a cold voice: "What is fairness? What is unfair? If you can win the battle, you will be willing to do anything. This is the so-called fairness."
"Senior sister, you..."
Lan Xieao rolled his eyes weakly, and gritted his teeth in anger.
He said to himself: "Hmph, my brother used the battle pet in the battle with Wu Zhuo and Wu Yumo. You said that using external forces to get the battle is not worth mentioning. Now Xia Yitian's violent girl used Xia Yuhe's Zhenhai chess piece, and you said that as long as you can win, you will be willing to do anything. This is the so-called fairness. My dear second senior sister, don't you be so shameless, okay?"
Lan Yuxian stood quietly beside the two of them, without saying a word, expressionless, but when she looked at Lin Yi's figure, the struggle in her eyes became even stronger.
Lin Yi was trapped in the Big Dipper Seven Star Formation, which immediately made hundreds of geniuses extremely excited.
Xia Shan stared at Lin Yi and gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Yi, I'm here to see how you broke the Big Dipper Seven Star Formation of my Thirteenth Emperor Sister. Today, you will definitely die!"
"That's right, the Big Dipper Seven Star Formation is one of the eight most powerful killing formations in our Daxia royal family. Even if Lin Yi's cultivation is against the will of heaven, he will never take a step on the killing formation."
Xia Ziyuan said with confidence.
Lin Yi was trapped in the Big Dipper Seven Star Formation and was not in danger of his life yet, but a harsh sound came from the void.
Xia Yitian shouted lightly, and thousands of sword lights flew out of the void again, slashing towards Lin Yi from all directions.
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ps:Thanks to brothers [jkjo1o7] for their rewards.
Shui Xiu felt it was necessary to say something. Since the Chinese New Year, Zi Yang's update has been very unstable during this period. The reason is that Shui Xiu got sick and spondylitis. Shui Xiu has been treating this period. Because she is sick in the back of the waist, she dares not sit for a long time. Even if she sits on the computer for five minutes every day, the back of the waist is as painful as a knife cut.
For a writer, if you cannot sit for a long time, this blow is undoubtedly fatal. It is like a football player who loses his legs and cannot run. The feeling of despair cannot be described in words.
Simply, after this period of treatment, Shui Xiu's illness was suppressed, and now it can finally be restored to update. In the future, two chapters are updated every day, Shui Xiu slowly regained the chapters that owed brothers. Shui Xiu slowly returned to the chapters that owed brothers. Shui Xiu deeply apologized to the brothers for the previous break and delay.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter completed!