The two figures merged and separated, and Ling Yun and Akamatsusuke each took seven steps back!

"kindness?!"

The moment the two swords fought, Ling Yun's divine eyes were as lightning as lightning. He could see clearly that his Nether Blood Demon Sword and the black blade did not cut on Akatsusuke's blade at all!

When the blades of the Nether Blood Demon Sword and the Snow Blade Collision Collision collided violently, the shortest distance between the place where the collision was at least half a centimeter!

This half-centimeter distance is undoubtedly the sword protection shield formed by Chi Songjie's innate true energy, which is infused into his shiny long sword. The true energy is full and overflowing, flowing outside the blade body.

Although the Nether Blood Demon Sword cuts iron like mud and blows hair and breaks hair, facing the air wall formed by innate true qi, if you cannot break the air wall, you will not be able to truly cut the opponent's blade. The long sword of Akasongsuke is difficult to break.

If Ling Yun wants to break through this layer of Qi protection cover, it is okay, the premise is that the true qi in his body must be stronger than Chi Songjie's true qi!

Meet an opponent!

This was the first thought after Ling Yun stood firm. His handsome eyes narrowed, and his qi Yin and Yang Technique flowed all over his body. He locked Akatsusuke with his powerful spiritual sense to prevent him from attacking him suddenly again.

"Baga!"

Akamatsu Suk's body retreated seven steps and finally barely stood still. He held the knife in both hands, taking the initiative and attacked fiercely, but he could not have expected that he was shocked and surprised by Ling Yun's hastily one-handed knife, because Ling Yun's power was too great. Until he stood still, Akamatsu Suk still felt his hands numb!

It can be said that after a domineering attack just now, the two of them evenly matched each other. Akamatsusuke won the true energy, while Ling Yun won the strength, but Ling Yun fought hastily and defended passively. He was one-handed again. Speaking of which, Ling Yun was still slightly better.

Akamatsusuke was tall and tall, almost 1.8 meters tall. His arms were thin but very long. He was wearing a black night clothes and a ninja mask. He only had two slender eyes, his eyes were like a cruel hungry wolf. He didn't even look at the hundreds of corpses on the ground. He locked Ling Yun in front of him tightly. He also narrowed his eyes.

"The ancient martial arts powerhouse in China...What kind of cultivation do you have?!"

Akasongsuke's voice was a little old, staring at the Nether Blood Demon Sword in Ling Yun's hand and asked gloomyly.

He spoke fluently in Chinese. Ling Yun understood it all at once. He asked without answering, "Oriental ninja, right? What kind of cultivation do you have?" His voice was also old and hoarse.

Akamatsu Suk held the knife in both hands. He raised it diagonally to the left side of his body, maintaining a posture that can be attacked and defended. The sword light was bright and dazzling under the moonlight. The corner of his mouth smiled proudly and said, "Oriental Ninja, Chunin Akamatsu Suk, the early stage of the seventh level of the innate realm!"

"What?!" Ling Yun was shocked, the early stage of the seventh level of the innate?!

Among the six ancient Chinese martial arts masters he killed just now, at least one of them was at the peak of the sixth level of the innate level, that is, the mid-stage innate Great Perfection!

However, the full strength that the peak power of the sixth-level innate level showed at the critical moment under Ling Yun's life and death pressure was vulnerable to Ling Yun's attack. Ling Yun gave him a second in less than three moves.

Akamatsusuke was just in the early stage of the seventh level of the innate, and he was only a small difference from the peak of the sixth level of the innate, but the gap in strength was so big?!

Could this be the true strength of the late stage of the innate stage?

"Although I can't see your realm in the ancient martial arts masters in China, based on the true qi cultivation you just showed, you have definitely not reached the third level of the innate level. Haven't you heard a saying circulating in your ancient martial arts world in China?"

Akasongsuke was blocked by Ling Yun, but he was not in a hurry to launch a second attack. He was proud and asked Ling Yun coldly.

"I wish to hear it carefully..." Ling Yun replied indifferently, and raised his eyes slightly, looking at the nine blood clan barons gathered together again in the sky.

The nine blood clan barons had already pulled down all the arrows on their bodies at this time. They knew that at an altitude of 1,500 meters, Lingyun's longbow could not cause damage to them, so they gathered together again and looked down at the battle between the two below nervously.

Ling Yun and Akamatsusuke are both masked in black. Although they are blood clans, at such a height, they can only distinguish who is whom through the weapons they hold.

However, Chen Jiangui had a very powerful ear power through his innate cultivation. He could hear the conversation between the two below clearly and couldn't help but snort in the air: "Hmph, all the seventh ones are ants, and they don't even know this sentence..."

Ling Yun's ears were naturally stronger, and he couldn't help but change his face slightly. All the ants were under the seventh? Ling Yun suddenly remembered Sikong Tu, who was chasing the blue bird eighteen years ago!

At the beginning, Master Xuanming had already had the strength of the fifth level of the innate level, but he was no match for Blue Bird at all, and Blue Bird was not Sikong Tu's opponent. Master Xuanming had no chance to take action in front of Sikong Tu.

Ling Yun had just fought with the masters at the peak of the sixth level of the innate. Based on the strength shown by Liu Suifeng, Cheng Gangxiong and other innate fifth-level masters, he compared them with the masters at the sixth level of the innate. He knew that the masters at the sixth level of the innate sixth level could not kill the fifth-level masters in seconds, and even could not kill the fourth-level masters in seconds.

Because the fourth level of the innate, the fifth level of the innate, and even the sixth level of the innate are all in the mid-stage of the innate. Because of the huge difference in qualifications and combat skills, everyone is good at different skills, so it is difficult to kill instantly when they are in the mid-stage of the innate.

From this, Ling Yun had already judged that Aunt Blue Bird and Sikong Tu must have been masters of the late stage of the innate stage. At that time, he was secretly shocked by the unfathomable strength of the saint of the Demon Sect. Just imagine, even a maid next to his mother had the innate stage of the innate stage of the cultivation level, so what level does his biological mother have?

If she hadn't been nine months pregnant at the time, how could those powerful enemies who were chasing their parents be so fearless?

Moreover, Ling Yun already knew that this generation of Demon Sect saint who made his debut and had confronted Ling Yun twice was at least a late stage of cultivation.

Of course, Ling Yun knew that although his Qi training period and the Body Training period were only one step away, there was a huge difference between this step, but he never expected that the gap in strength between the late stage and the middle stage of the innate stage was so large!

All the seventh ones below are ants!

"So that's it. The night when I returned to Qingshui from Wenzhou, the saint of Demon Sect did not exert all his strength..."

Ling Yun felt awe-inspiring in his heart. Thinking of the beautiful eyes of the Demon Sect Saint, his figure was flying gracefully in the air, and his strong strength was free to attack and defend. He found that he not only lost to the Demon Sect Saint at that time, but also did not make much advantage in terms of strength.

However, Ling Yun had just broken through the late stage of physical training at that time, and was only in the early stage of the seventh level of physical training. He could fight the unfathomable saint of the Demon Sect to such a level without suffering. He was already very proud.

Now Ling Yun has reached the peak of the ninth level of body training!

"There are all ants under the seventh grade in the first seven... Yes. I haven't reached the fourth level of the innate, and I don't even have the first level of the innate, but it's more than enough to kill you, the Japanese devil!"

Ling Yun's eyes were tightly locked in Chi Songjie. His tone was calm, and at the same time he upgraded the Yiqi Yin-Yang Art and the Dayan Star Gathering Treasure Art to the extreme!

"Hahahaha...is it? Young man, you think of our Eastern ninjas too simply..."

Akasongsuke laughed strangely, and suddenly his laughter subsided and his figure disappeared!

Oriental Ninjutsu's escape technique!

Ling Yun's eyes showed a trace of unconcealed shock, and suddenly shouted in horror: "Not good!"

At this moment, Akatsutsuki, who had hidden his body with the escape technique, had already arrived behind Ling Yun. Instead of using a long knife, he pulled out the black short knife blade inserted between his waist, and sneered at Ling Yun's back heart and stabbed it hard!

The short sword is only two feet long and is extremely fast, just like a poisonous snake spitting out a moment. Under Akatsusuke's exquisite control, he did not even have a trace of wind!

"laugh!"

The sound of the sharp blade slashing his clothes followed by a shrill cry. Ling Yun suddenly had a soft dragon-patterned sword in his left hand. He used the sword as a whip, and the sword body passed his right rib under his armpit. The tip of the sword instantly penetrated into Akamatsusuke's chest!

Ling Yun twisted his body quickly and avoided the short sword that Akatsuki stabbed him like lightning. At the same time, he stirred his left hand wildly, using the dragon-patterned soft sword as much as possible to destroy the meridians and organ tissues in Akatsuki's body!

Chisongsuke's chest was full of flesh and blood!

Use sneak attacks to attack!

Ling Yun is the ancestor of the sneak attack! He just now let out the terrifying cry, of course he pretended to be used to paralyze Akatsuki into a fool!

Akamatsu Suk failed to attack with ninjutsu, but was seriously injured by Ling Yun!

Ling Yun succeeded with one move, and the Nether Blood Demon Sword in his right hand was slashed backwards. He wanted to take the opportunity to cut off Akatsusuke's head with one knife!

Akamatsu Suk saw a sharp soft sword suddenly drilling into his chest. He only felt a coldness and immediately knew that it was not good. He made a quick decision and immediately stopped attacking Ling Yun and used the ninja's excellent light skills to fly away!

But he was fast, and Ling Yun was not slow either. He retreated, and Ling Yun was like a maggot on his tarsal bone, following him like a shadow, and the long sword in his hand was still destroying his internal organs!

"Baga!" Akatsuki turned into a red blood man in the blink of an eye. He did not scream in pain, but was scolding angrily!

Ninja, who has experienced all kinds of hell-like tempers, has strong tolerance for any pain, otherwise he cannot be called a ninja.

Chi Songsuke scolded him angrily because he was cheated by Ling Yun too ruthlessly!

A cruel and smug smile flashed in Lingyun's eyes, and he thought to himself that it is true that you have escape skills, but I have Yin-Yang Divine Eyes and condensed spiritual consciousness. Any of the two is enough to see your figure clearly and play hide-and-seek with me?

That's all about seeking death!

Akatsuki couldn't shake Ling Yun away. Seeing Ling Yun's Nether Blood Demon Sword slashing towards his head like lightning, he did not dare to neglect. He flew away and let Ling Yun's dragon pattern sword cut open half of his chest before he avoided Ling Yun's killing attack!

"Are all the ants under the Qi in the first seven?" Ling Yun sneered, because he knew that several of Chisongjie's meridians had been destroyed by him, and his protective energy was finally broken!

"Mr. Zhongnin, try to pick me up with another knife!"

Ling Yun looked at Akatsusuke, whose chest was covered in blood. He laughed loudly and his momentum surged. He also raised his sword with both hands and shot his body high in the sky. He was surrounded by endless murderous intent, and he angrily killed the world with one move at the terrified Akatsusuke!

The yard of the Chen family's mansion suddenly turned dark, and wherever the magic sword passed, it seemed like a black wall appeared! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!