Jun Buhui's eyes flashed with strange light, staring at the Qingfeng Sword in Lin Yu's hand. Jianghuduoyan's Qingfeng Sword is as fast as lightning, but his phantom flying knife is also of great speed. Jiangnan scholars are dying

The words I said before began to echo in his ears again. Which one, Qingfeng Sword or Phantom Flying Knife, is faster?

Jun Buhui glanced at his eight flying swords from the corner of his eyes again. This was his last killing move. When he faced a famous master like the Western Regions Mad Sword for more than 30 years, he had enough confidence.

Once the Phantom Flying Knife is released, it will definitely be able to kill it.

But now, he suddenly realized that he was no longer as quiet as an ancient well. The waves, like waves, slowly spread out in his heart, as if they would never stop.

What's wrong? Do I have the confidence to kill Lin Yu? Jun Buhui is doubting himself over and over again, and at the same time, he is also reminding himself over and over again, that is impossible, impossible, I can, I can, I can, I can

of.

After calming down slightly, Jun Buhui looked up at Lin Yu again. His eyes were full of solemnity, as if a blazing fire was ignited. It seemed that he wanted to give Lin Yu at any time.

It burns directly to ashes.

The wind rises and the leaves fall!

Just as a leaf fell from his eyes, Jun Buhui suddenly jumped up and shouted.

"Eight Wilderness Phantom!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The eight flying knives were divided into two groups and broke through the air one after another, with the targets pointing directly to Lin Yu's life gate.

However, they did not go straight to Lin Yu in a straight line. Instead, they suddenly turned a corner in mid-air. Eight flying knives actually divided into eight directions, and each flying knives turned into eight sword shadows.

.

Eight flying knives were already tricky enough, but now there are eight or sixty or four flying knives.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yu couldn't help but feel shocked, his brows frowned tightly, and his expression suddenly darkened. This is the ultimate skill of a martial arts genius who is rare in a century, so he won't

If you dare to do it, you cannot be underestimated at all, otherwise, a flying knife will pierce your throat in just one moment.

Seeing that the phantom flying knife was approaching, Lin Yu's hand made a whoosh and turned into a sea dragon and broke out into the air, shouting suddenly;

"Clean breeze and waves!"

Layers of waves were raised in the woods, surging and dispersing around. A dragon more than nine feet long hovered among the waves, spitting out dark blue water droplets from time to time.

Sixty-four phantom flying knives approached Lin Yu from eight directions at the same time, but when they encountered the sword energy like waves, their speed dropped significantly.

Pa, pa, pa!

There are constant waves of water that are aroused and exploded, and water splashes are everywhere!

The Phantom Flying Knife first relied on its own impact and advanced a few steps inside, but it soon began to stagnate and there was a vague trend of retreat.

Jun Buhui was shocked when he saw that his phantom flying knife was blocked by Lin Yu and said in surprise: Qingfeng Nine Swords are indeed powerful, but if you think my phantom flying knife is only so big, then it would be a big mistake.

Very wrong.

Thinking of this, Jun Buhui gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "The Eight Desolate Phantoms, combine to break them!"

With Jun Buhui's shout, eighty-eight and sixty-four flying knives quickly combined into eight flying knives. After a while, in addition to the flying knives directly in front of them, the other seven directions were flying.

The knife quickly moved closer to it.

The eight flying knives formed a straight line in an instant, and then overlapped again to form a flying knives.

Although the number of flying knives is small, Lin Yu has not reduced the pressure at all, but has increased a lot. The impact caused by the eighty-eight and sixty-four flying knives must not be

Underestimate.

A flying knife emitting a dazzling cold light stopped three meters in front of Lin Yu. At this time, the flying knife was no longer as simple as a flying knife, and it almost had all been integrated with Jun Buhui.

One, at that moment, the flying knife is the one who does not regret, and the one who does not regret is the one who does not regret.

"Break!" Jun Buhui shouted suddenly.

When the eighty-eight and sixty-four flying knives were combined into one, Lin Yu realized that something was wrong, so he secretly mobilized his true energy, gathered on the edge of the Qingfeng sword, and built three layers of defense on his own periphery.

Bang!

As soon as Jun Buhui's explosive shout fell, he heard a fierce attack on the water. The first layer of defense was almost instantly broken by the Phantom Flying Knife.

Lin Yu didn't expect that Jun Buhui's phantom flying knife was so powerful, it was simply a fate that took the world and had the power of unpredictable ghosts and gods. At the moment when the first layer of defense he built was broken, he immediately flew his true energy and input it.

Go to the second level of defense.

Pa, pa, pa!

Because it blessed the true qi defense, the Phantom Flying Knife hit three consecutive times, but it was not broken!

Seeing this scene, Jun Buhui frowned, folded his hands together, and a blue light came from his fingers and flew towards the phantom flying knife.

Lin Yu was not having a good time at this time. Just now, the Phantom Flying Knife hit three violently, and the second layer of defense he built had cracks. If he had another violent impact, it would be very likely that he would have been broken.

Seeing that Jun Buhui had increased his strength again, he couldn't help but frown.

Lin Yu paused for a moment, and the Qingfeng Sword drew a semicircular arc in the air, and a wave of water spread out. The second layer of defense and the last layer of defense were like two water walls, combined into one, and time was dawn.

The water blue defensive water curtain shines brightly.

The phantom flying knife that re-blessed Jun Buhui's true energy was like a silver-white evil wolf, and a long roar towards the sky, violently striking the water curtain made by the sword energy.

Bang!

A pillar of water rose directly into the sky!

The silver wolf swallows the sun, and the dragon roars at the nine heavens!

A silver wolf and a green dragon were intertwined in the water curtain in the air. Suddenly, the wind and clouds were surging, the waves were surging, and the black clouds rolled in, and it was like a rush to overwhelm the city. The whole forest seemed to be trapped in an instant.

Like endless purgatory.

The silver wolf wielded its sword-like claws frantically, and hit the dark blue water curtain. As soon as the claws came out, there were three long water marks. However, the water curtain that was quickly caught and cracked was

, under the defense of Qinglong, healed.

Seeing that the sharp claw attack was useless to the water curtain, the silver wolf turned into a flying knife suddenly roared to the sky, and spit out two fireballs from his mouth. The fireballs were burning with raging fire. The domineering flames seemed to be trying to do everything.

Burn to ashes.

The silver wolf spit out a fireball to attack. The blue dragon transformed by the sword energy immediately roared to the sky, and two water balls suddenly blurted out, reaching the silver wolf's fireball.

When water and fire collided, the whole world changed color for it at that moment!

When water extinguishes fire, or burns water, the two do not give in to each other and fight fiercely, and they can be said to be difficult to distinguish.

Jun Buhui and Lin Yu were at the most critical moment at this time, and no one dared to be careless at all. Both of them knew very well that if they were not careful, they might fall into a place of doom.

Lin Yu just fought with the perverted shemale last night. Although he was lucky enough to kill him, his own internal energy was consumed very much. At dawn today, he fought with the four monsters in Cangzhou, and now he has almost arrived.

The limit.

On the other hand, Jun Buhui, except for chasing Afeng, basically did not move any true energy. One battles continuously and the other was replenishing his energy. Success or failure was a foregone conclusion when the battle began.

, It's just a matter of time.

The silver wolf's fiery fireball has gradually gained the upper hand. One of the Qinglong water balls transformed by the Qingfeng sword energy has been burned into water vapor, and only the last one is remaining and persisting hard, but it seems that it can't hold on.

How long has it been?

Jun Buhui saw that the Phantom Flying Knife had suppressed the Qingfeng Sword tightly, and his heart was thrilled and shouted: "Lin Yu, today you are finally defeated by my hands, hahahahaha..."

Lin Yu knew very well that the current situation was not good for him. His internal energy of his true energy was almost at its limit, and he couldn't hold on for long. Now he saw Jun Buhui's complexion again. It was obvious that when the fierce battle just now, he was

Reserved.

At this time, the first person Lin Yu thought of was not himself, but Afeng who was pierced through the chest by a scholar in Jiangnan. He only heard him shouting loudly: "Afeng, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, you can leave quickly!"

Afeng endured the severe pain and shouted: "Brother Lin, let's go together!"

Lin Yu felt a heat in his heart when he heard this. In the face of the choice between life and death, the person who still thinks about you is the real brother of life and death. After pausing for a moment, Lin Yu felt that the true energy in his body was rapidly flowing out, and the Qingfeng sword energy was ignited.

The transformed Azure Dragon is almost at its end. Its body has been reduced sharply from more than nine feet at the beginning to less than five feet now. And according to this trend, it will be knocked back to its original form in less than a quarter of an hour.

After realizing this, Lin Yu shouted again, "Afeng, hurry up, the Yan family's extermination hatred and Yan Hong are still waiting for you!"

As soon as Yan Hong was mentioned, Afeng was silent. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Inadvertently, two lines of turbid tears had already crossed his face and dripped on his face.

On the ground, I hate the heavens and have no help, and only turbid tears wash the sky!

Jun Buhui's smile began to become ferocious and distorted at this moment, like a devil from purgatory, and smiled wildly: "Lin Yu, A Feng, those who follow me will prosper and those who go against me will perish. Since you two are against me, you will be defeated.

I mean, today I will send you on the road together so that you can have a companion on the road to the underworld."

When the words were finished, Jun Buhui pulled out the sword around his waist. The sound of breaking through the air made a squeak. Under the sunlight, the sharp sword flashed.

Flashes of cold light, like the sickle of the god of death, showed a hideous smile, ready to harvest others' lives at any time.

The Phantom Flying Knife is almost forcing me to a dead end. Now there is another sharp sword, and the sword is combined to attack. It seems that today, God is going to destroy me! A deep sense of helplessness immediately appeared in Lin Yu's

His heart made him feel sad.

At this moment, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in Lin Yu's mind, a snow-white dress, just like the lotus that just came out of water in June, pure and refined. The peach blossoms in March danced with the wind, and the sound of the piano was endless.

My ears keep echoing.

Meng'er, three years have passed, Lin Yu still can't forget that figure. He was a woman like dreams and smoke, and in the end he was still a dream. Now his life is almost over, and he doesn't know that she is now

How is it? I hope Qi Feiyang can protect her so that he will have no regrets in his life.

Thinking of this, Liu Ziqing's innocent smile suddenly broke in. It was exactly the same as the scene that Yingqing Ancient Well saw. The peach blossom smile in March, the purple dress that flowed in the wind, was like a look.

If the orchid in the valley is tall and elegant, what should Qing'er do if she dies here? According to the ruthless character of the Peach Blossom Virgin, she will definitely not let her go. No, I can't die, I can't die, Qing'er is still waiting for me to save her.

Woolen cloth……

And my father, what should he do? What will happen to those brothers who fight together lose his command?

Endless reluctance, endless helplessness, endless sorrow, but at this moment he felt his body, like a feather falling in the wind, was not under his control at all, a deep sense of powerlessness, suddenly
Chapter completed!