The speed of Zhao Fanyi's sword can be said to be as fast as the speed of sound, with earth-shattering lethality. Although it is just an ordinary stab, it gives people the illusion of being evasive.【】

Jing Yun had this feeling of being unable to dodge, and with his amazing fighting consciousness, he swiped the Jiyun Purple Wood Sword in his hand.

bite.

Click.

The sound of metal collision and the sound of the sword breaking overlapped to produce a strange sound, and the sword in Zhao Fanyi's hand also broke into two pieces. The other half of the broken sword was like a sharp flying knife, pulling out a long streak in the air.

The afterimage shot at Niu Niu, but was knocked away by Xing Yuqiang who was beside her with a sword.

Although Xing Yuqiang always had a thrilling feeling standing next to Niu Niu, the relationship between them was not just that of brothers in the same sect, but also that of brother and sister who were as light as brothers and sisters. This kind of relationship made

No matter how afraid he was of Niu Niu's rebellion, he would still go out of his way to save her.

This subconscious move moved Niuniu so much that she directly held the miserable Xing Yuqiang in her arms and buried her head in the compost of Niuniu's chest, almost suffocating Brother Xiaoqiang.

On the other side, there was another thrilling scene. The treasure-level sword in Zhao Fanyi's hand was cut off, just enough for Jing Yun to escape the disaster.

A flash of anger flashed across Zhao Fanyi's face, and that anger was mixed with a kind of killing intent. His offensive remained unchanged, and he stabbed Jingyun with a half-cut sword in his hand.

However, Jingyun, who was already prepared, would not hold back any longer. He suddenly dodged and let Zhao Fanyi's half-broken sword pass him by. The broken sword was completely submerged into the big tree until it reached the hilt.

Zhao Fan refused to give up, his eyes fixed on Jing Yun who had moved to one side, his arm shook, and with a bang, the big tree exploded, and the broken sword cut through the tree trunk and pointed towards him.

The scenery clouds on the side swept past.

Zhao Fanyi's change of moves was so fast that people were dazzled. Jingyun's face changed slightly, and at the critical moment, he quickly raised the Swift Cloud Purple Wood Sword and placed it horizontally in front of his chest.

Bang!

There was another collision sound, and the broken sword in Zhao Fanyi's hand, carrying his anger and Wu Xian's strength, hit the Jiyun Purple Wood Sword hard, although this sword was not a magic weapon level and offset most of the impact.

However, the remaining Gang Jin acted on Jing Yun's arm, still causing him to feel severe pain in his arm, and his body was thrown backwards by the impact.

"Death." Zhao Fanyi's face was full of vicious murderous intent. He kicked off his legs and rushed forward like a gust of wind. He threw the broken sword at Jing Yun who was flying backwards.

Facing the broken sword that shot towards him like a stream of light, Jing Yun, who was flying upside down in the air but had not yet stabilized his body, forcibly raised his arm. The Jiyun Purple Wood Sword drew a beautiful residual light in the air, followed by the harsh sound of 'ding'

The sound caused the broken sword to fly away and hit a big tree. At the same time, Jingyun also lost his balance in the air due to the impact of the broken sword and fell to the ground hard.

"You're too weak." Zhao Fanyi sneered. Instead of landing on the ground to use his strength, he flew directly in the air and quickly pursued Jingyun. A Yuanli sword condensed in the palm of his right arm and pointed directly at Jingyun's sword-holding arm.

He was obviously determined to cut off Jingyun's arm. He was so ruthless towards his fellow disciples, so he couldn't be merciless without fear.

The Tiansha Sect strictly prohibits killing fellow sect members, but if you don't kill and just amputate an arm, at most you will have to stay in Siguofeng for a year and a half.

"Senior Brother Yun, be careful." Everyone exclaimed, their faces turning pale with fright.

A sneer flashed across the corner of Jing Yun's mouth, but there was no fear at all.

Just when Zhao Fanyi was surprised and puzzled that Jingyun could be so calm at this moment, the next moment he suddenly discovered that Jingyun's whole body burst out with a burst of milky white energy. This energy was in Jingyun's body.

On the surface, Jingyun looks like his body is emitting a strong halo.

Bang!

Zhao Fanyi scratched Jing Yun's arm with the Yuanli Sword. The powerful impact caused Jing Yun's body to fly sideways. His arm could not hold the Jiyun Purple Wood Sword due to the violent impact.

Jing Yun fell heavily three feet away. It seemed like a terrifying sword strike, but it did not hurt Jing Yun at all. It was just that the milky white energy on the surface of his body rippled violently and dimmed a lot at the same time.

Such a strong defense, what on earth is this?

Everyone in Jiyun Peak was surprised and shocked. They had never seen senior brother Jingyun have such a treasure, and it was not Yuanli body protection at all. What's more, at Jingyun's level, facing an opponent like Zhao Fanyi, Yuanli

Strength protection really doesn't have much effect.

Since it's not Yuanli's body protection, what on earth is it?

The treasure given to him by his master?

"The Swift Cloud Purple Wood Sword is mine." Zhao Fanyi's original intention was for this sword. Seeing the Swift Cloud Purple Wood Sword thrown into the air, he naturally stopped pursuing it.

With a kick of his legs, his body rushed towards the flying cloud purple wooden sword in the sky like an eagle striking the sky.

"Not good." Jing Yun didn't have time to be proud of the defensive effect of his equipment, but his expression changed drastically, and at the same time, he also jumped up.

But after all, he did not reach the martial immortal level, and he could not fly in the air. He could not reach the vertical height at all. He could only use a light lever on the top branch of a big tree, raised his body again, and flew towards the sky quickly.

Catch Yunzi Wooden Sword.

At this time, Jiyun Zimu Sword was in the middle, and Zhao Fanyi and Jingyun were on the left and right sides. The distance between the two of them and the sword was about the same, and their speeds were also different. However, Zhao Fanyi was better at being able to fly in the air. He didn't

He directly went to grab the Jiyun Purple Wood Sword, but raised his arm and stabbed Jingyun with the Yuanli Sword.

The advantage of one inch longer and one inch stronger was clearly revealed at this moment. The Yuanli Sword and the length of Zhao Fanyi's arm meant that Jingyun was stabbed in the chest by the Yuanli Sword before he could reach the distance where he could touch the Jiyun Purple Wood Sword.

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The milky white energy on the surface of Jingyun's body once again produced violent ripples. Although the milky white energy was not pierced, the impact force caused Jingyun, who had finally managed to fly so high, to fall freely in the air, and he fell hard.

On the ground.

Zhao Fanyi turned around in the air, easily grabbed the Jiyun Purple Wood Sword, waved it in the air a few times, and said with a proud smile: "Thank you, senior brother, for giving me such a good sword."

"Give me back my sword." Although Jingyun fell to the ground and was beaten to pieces, he got up in an instant, shook his head, and rushed towards Zhao Fanyi again.

Zhao Fanyi's eyes were full of disdain, and he looked at Jing Yun who was rushing over, motionless. When Jing Yun entered his attack range, his arm shook violently, like a meteor chasing the moon, a purple light flashed in front of Jing Yun,

All they saw was that the milky white energy on the surface of Jing Yun's body was opened by the sword. The sword blade left a medium-deep wound on Jing Yun's body, and then the milky white energy quickly disappeared.

"It is indeed a good sword." Zhao Fanyi was overjoyed. The milky white energy that he could not shake with the Yuanli Sword just now was cut open by such a sword. The Jiyun Purple Wood Sword is indeed a tacit understanding level.

"Junior brother, let's go." Zhao Fanyi got this sword and became more powerful. He didn't take the people of Jiyun Peak seriously anymore. He waved to Chen Hao and turned around to leave. He didn't fly in the air, but took the

Holding the Jiyun Purple Wood Sword, he left in front of a group of people at Jiyun Peak with an extremely arrogant expression.

"Trash, see you later." Chen Hao turned around and spat at Jing Yun and others, then left closely behind Zhao Fanyi.

Zhao Fanyi used to be a disciple of Jiyun Peak, so he knew Jiyun Peak well. He did not leave Jiyun Peak directly, but led Chen Hao into the depths of Jiyun Peak.

Seeing people around, Zhao Fanyi suddenly stopped and said to Chen Hao with a smile: "Junior brother Chen, you did a good job today. To reward you, I decided to let you try the sword."

"Let me try the sword?" Chen Hao also practiced swordsmanship, and his love for the sword was like the relationship between a prostitute and an oiran. It was something he wanted to see through. He quickly asked excitedly: "How to try it?"

"Try it with your life." Zhao Fanyi still maintained a kind smile on his face. When Chen Hao was stunned, he suddenly drew his sword.

The distance between Chen Hao and Zhao Fanyi was less than ten feet. Zhao Fanyi's sneak attack and his speed caused Chen Hao to not react at all. The Swift Cloud Purple Wood Sword penetrated Chen Hao's body like a meteor.

"puff!"

Chen Hao violently spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on the ground. Chen Hao was shocked, angry and deeply frightened. He subconsciously raised his palm and struck at Zhao Fanyi.

With a heavy look of contempt on his lips, Zhao Fanyi raised his fist and hit Chen Hao lightly. The fist hit Chen Hao's palm, and the bones in his palm shattered instantly, and the force spread to his arm, impacting every inch of his entire right arm.

Shattered, he even heard the sound of his own bones breaking, and immediately his body was shaken and flew backwards.

"Why do you want to kill me?" Chen Hao looked back at Zhao Fanyi in horror, endured the severe pain, turned around and ran away.

"Chirp."

Zhao Fanyi's arm shook, and the Swift Cloud Purple Wood Sword flew out. When Chen Hao heard the sharp and terrifying sound of breaking wind, he felt a sharp pain in his body, and then he found a hole exposed on his chest.

A purple sword blade about the size of your little finger.

His body was struck and flew to the ground. He struggled for a while with unwillingness, anger and unparalleled fear, and then passed away.
Chapter completed!