Update time:2012-08-28

The green umbrella slightly attracted Xue Wantao's attention.

The sharp pain from his severed palm distracted him from his mind.

But Lin Xi didn't stop.

After grabbing the light cyan long sword that was stretched straight in the air by the tough old cloth, he drew the sword again, not using Qingluan's sword-drawing posture, but Chen Feirong's swift and swift sword-drawing posture.

The green umbrella was blown by the wind brought by his figure and flew over Xue Wantao's head.

His men rushed into Xue Wantao's center line in an instant, and the sword light splashed out. Xue Wantao lost the opportunity. Even at his best, he had no time to dodge when faced with this sword that was like a sword crashing into his arms, so he could only take it hard.

Under the light of the light blue sword, the blood vessels in Xue Chengtao's snow-white face looked particularly blue. He couldn't figure out why. It was obvious that the other party was being rounded up before, and that the other party's cultivation was much weaker than his own. However, from the beginning to now

, he faced Lin Xi, but he was always at a disadvantage. Especially at this time, he felt that death was approaching, but naturally he was not willing to die like this.

So he took another half step back to buy himself some time, and then he held his short sword backwards and pressed it against the blade of the long sword in Lin Xi's hand. He didn't want to fight Lin Xi head-on, but wanted to use skillful strength to knock Lin Xi's long sword away.

Pick and fly out.

At this moment, the only things he could rely on were his reaction speed and fighting experience.

However, Lin Xi seemed to have anticipated what he was thinking. Just before the emerald green dagger in his hand intersected with Lin Xi's long sword, Lin Xi suddenly sank down, and all his strength and weight suddenly pressed on him.

On the sword in his hand.

With Xue Wantao's cultivation level, even if Lin Xi pressed forward with all his strength and the weight of his body, he could knock Lin Xi back. However, when the two swords intersected and the flames burst out between the swords, his chest started to hurt.

A pain.

The strength of the stalemate between him and Lin Xi was released.

"when!"

There was a sound between the two swords. The blade of the long sword in Lin Xi's hand bent in an arc and then straightened immediately. His figure was nailed to the place like a nail, but Xue Wantao was pushed back by him instead.

The green umbrella above my head is still falling.

Xue Wantao felt the moisture on his chest getting stronger.

At this moment, Xue Wantao didn't even know whether to look at the green umbrella above his head or at his chest.

Lin Xi's body jumped forward again, and he used his sword to kill. The uppers and soles of the cloth shoes under his feet cracked with the force of his feet and toes. He felt that all the muscles in his body were tense.

It was very tight, and it seemed like it would snap in a minute, but he had never felt that his body was so strong.

He killed the damned Mu Chenyun and avenged the dozens of bones and Wang Simin who were hanged on the island. He was very happy.

He escaped from the mountain closure and siege by so many people, discovered the Longguangcai Grottoes, and tasted the red sesame seeds that the idle Taoists of Baiyun Temple used to stew chicken. He was very happy.

He had broken through from an intermediate soul master to a high-level soul master, and his hair could move as smoothly as the masters in the world movies he was familiar with before. He was very happy.

He walked out of the mountain and saw the ordinary woman full of joy for the orchid he gave her, and he was also filled with joy.

At this moment, he could heartily avenge himself for being forced to jump off a cliff, and he was filled with joy.

These joys made everything he felt at this moment extremely powerful and powerful, and his state reached an unprecedented peak.

"when!"

Xue Wantao was unable to avoid Lin Xi's direct sword strike. The dagger in his hand stopped Lin Xi's long sword just when Lin Xi's long sword was about to approach his face.

"Peng!"

Their feet collided almost at the same time.

A ball of energy exploded between the two of them. Lin Xi's body swayed. When she saw that she was standing unsteadily, she supported herself with one hand and flipped out with a beautiful side somersault, standing firmly.

Xue Wantao did not take a step back, but he lowered his head.

On the bandage on his chest, drops of blood the size of soybeans appeared like dew.

The big green umbrella that had originally landed above his and Lin Xi's heads flew into the air again due to the airflow between them.

Lin Xi had no tricks at all. She stamped hard on the ground with both feet, and with an unreasonable attitude, she bumped into Xue Wantao's neck with her sword.

Xue Wantao staggered, and the sword slipped past his left shoulder. However, before he could use the sword to launch a counterattack, Lin Xi's entire body had already reached his side, and the long sword in his hand was flying again.

to his back.

This is An Keyi's knife.

Based on Lin Xi's current state, this sword move was obviously as fast as An Keyi's.

Xue Wantao had no time to turn around. When Lin Xi's sword had already cut his clothes, he turned back and the emerald green dagger in his hand slid flat against his skin and slid in front of Lin Xi's sword edge.

"when!"

The sound of gold and iron rang loudly again.

Xue Wantao's sword was already extremely good, but the power of Lin Xi's blow was still like a wave, all of which hit him hard.

Xue Wantao's body flew forward and let out an extremely shrill roar.

A stream of blood spurted out from his mouth.

The bandage on his chest was bleeding, and the bandage on his left hand was bleeding.

Xiao Tieleng took a step forward involuntarily.

There was no friendship between him and Xue Wantao, but Xue Wantao was a practitioner of Yun Qin, so his step was due to his loyalty to the empire and his unbearable heart.

A flash of black appeared in front of his eyes.

When he took a step forward, Guo Fangying, the black-robed lecturer of Qingluan College, also took a step forward and stood in front of him.

Guo Fangying said nothing, but all the officials present were shocked, and no one dared to take another step.

…

Xue Wantao landed on one knee and coughed up a mouthful of blood again.

He was just a student of Qingluan for one year... He actually had such fighting power and so many means... Only then did he understand why even the people on the dragon bed in Zhongzhou Imperial City would notice a lowly person like Lin Xi.

, will force Lin Xi to make a choice.

With every drop of blood flowing out, the energy in his body was also lost bit by bit.

He knew that if he took Lin Xi's sword again, even if Lin Xi's sword did not fall on him, his blood would slowly drain away.

However, he still didn't believe that he couldn't kill Lin Xi.

A roar like a wild beast fighting for its life came from his throat. He turned the pain in his severed palm and chest into desperate strength, and sprayed out the soul power in his dantian at all costs.

A powerful aura spurted out from his body.

The emerald green dagger in his hand emits a sword light that is almost the same length as the dagger itself, and is indescribably dazzling.

With a "chi" sound, his sword pierced the air and stabbed Lin Xi's throat.

Lin Xi had already rushed over, and the Chenguang sword continued to move forward, directly slashing down the dagger in Xue Wantao's hand.

Seeing that the two swords were about to intersect again, however, at this moment, a cold, mocking smile appeared on Xue Wantao's face.

"This is what you taught me..."

When he spoke, the emerald green dagger in his hand flew out and shot towards Lin Xi's face.

The severed palm of his left hand was swung up and aimed at Lin Xi's light blue sword.

At the same time, his right heel hit the ground hard.

He is only an intermediate level soul master, and his soul power cannot gather the energy of heaven and earth around him, and is stored in the runes on the sword body for a long time. Therefore, the moment the emerald green dagger leaves his hand, its brilliance has dimmed, and it is just like an arrow.

.

But when his right heel hit the ground hard, the upper of his right gray boot also cracked, and a blue light emitted.

This is a thin blue needle as long as a little finger.

This is also his real last resort.

Lin Xi's long sword pierced the severed palm of his left hand, and more blood flew out, making the officials watching on the side paler, but his smile became even colder and mocking.

Lin Xi taught him to use his own flesh and blood to limit the movement of the opponent's weapon in order to gain time for a sharp strike.

Even a great soul master of the same level would never have known that he had such a final killing move, and it was absolutely impossible to avoid his real blow.

"Die!"

When he spoke out, he finally felt a sense of joy that he had never experienced when facing Lin Xi.

However, at this moment, his body froze and he let out an unprecedented scream.

Just at that moment before.

Just when Lin Xi's long sword had just penetrated his broken palm, Lin Xi's left leg was stretched out for no reason, like a yellow dog peeing style without any sense of beauty.

It is almost impossible for any practitioner to make such an action. When a sword is thrust out, it is also difficult to stand firm and exert force in such a posture.

However, with such an unreasonable and devoid of aesthetic feeling, Xue Wantao's emerald green dagger flew past Lin Xi's cheek, leaving a faint bloodstain on Lin Xi's cheek, from the cracked shoe on his right foot.

The blue light emitted from the face flew from between Lin Xi's legs, and with a "bu" sound, it was nailed into a wooden pillar in the hall behind, not even the tail of the needle penetrated into it.
To be continued...