The cyan umbrella slightly attracted Xue Wantao's attention.
The sharp pain from the severed palm distracted him.
But Lin Xi did not pause.
After grabbing the pale cyan long sword that was torn straight in the air by the tough old cloth, he took out the sword again, not taking the Qingluan decisive sword style, but taking Chen Feirong's swift ravaging into the sword style.
The cyan umbrella was blown by the wind brought by his figure and flew over Xue Wantao's head.
His people instantly rushed into Xue Wantao's middle line, the sword light splashed, Xue Wantao lost the opportunity, even in his heyday, in the face of this sword that was like crashing into his arms, he didn't have time to dodge, he could only connect hard.
Under the light cyan sword light, the blood vessels in Xue Chengtao's snow-white face looked extremely blue, he couldn't figure out why, it was clear that the other party was in the round up before, and it was clear that the other party's cultivation was much weaker than himself, but from the beginning to the present, he faced Lin Xi, but he was at a disadvantage everywhere, especially at this time, he felt that death was approaching, but he was naturally unwilling to die like this.
So he took another half step back, buying himself some time, and then his short sword was reversed, sticking to the blade of the long sword in Lin Xi's hand, not wanting to fight hard with Lin Xi, but wanting to use his skill to pick Lin Xi's long sword out of the air.
At this moment, only reaction speed and experience in fighting are things he can rely on.
However, Lin Xi seemed to have expected his thoughts, and just when the emerald green short sword in his hand had not yet intersected with Lin Xi's long sword, Lin Xi sank violently, and all his strength and weight suddenly pressed on the long sword in his hand.
With Xue Wantao's cultivation, he could have been able to shake Lin Xi back even if he pressed it with all his strength and the weight of his body, but when the two swords intersected and the fire between the swords and bodies was blazing, his chest ached.
The strength of his stalemate with Lin Xi was discharged.
"When" The sound between the two swords spread, and the blade of the long sword in Lin Xi's hand bent an arc, and immediately bounced straight, his figure was nailed to the ground like a nail, but Xue Wantao was shocked back by him instead.
The green umbrella above his head was still falling.
Xue Wantao felt the wetness in his chest thicker.
At this moment, Xue Wantao didn't even know whether to take a look at the green umbrella above his head or at his chest.
Lin Xi's body rushed forward again, slashing with his sword, the upper and sole of the cloth shoes under his feet were cracked with a snort because of the force of his ten toes on his feet, he felt that the muscles in his body were tense, as if they were about to break in another minute, but he had never felt that his body was so powerful.
He killed the damned Mu Shenyun and avenged the dozen or so white bones on the hanging island and Wang Simin, and he was very happy.
He escaped from the siege of so many people, discovered the Longguang Quarrying Grottoes, and tasted the taste of red sesame mushroom used by the idle Taoists of Baiyun Temple to stew chicken in the past, and he was very happy.
He broke through from a middle-level soul master to a high-level soul master, and the tips of his hair could be as windless and automatic as the masters in the world movies he was familiar with before, and he was very happy.
He walked out of the mountain and watched the ordinary woman full of joy at the orchid he had given him, and he was also full of joy.
At this moment, he can heartily avenge the revenge of being forced to jump off the cliff, and he is also full of joy.
These joys made him the only happiness and strength he had ever done at the moment, and his state had reached an unprecedented peak.
"When" Xue Wantao was unexpectedly unable to avoid Lin Xi's direct sword, and the short sword in his hand only blocked Lin Xi's long sword when Lin Xi's long sword was about to approach his face.
"Pong" The feet of the two also collided almost at the same time.
A ball of energy exploded between the two, Lin Xi's body shook, and when he saw that he was unstable on his feet, he supported it with one hand, and flipped out with a good-looking side flip, standing steadily.
Xue Wantao didn't take a step back, but he lowered his head.
On the bandage on his chest, a drop of blood the size of a soybean appeared like dew.
The big cyan umbrella that had already fallen above him and Lin Xi's heads flew up again due to the air flow that burst out between the two.
Lin Xi had no tricks, his feet stomped on the ground fiercely, and once again in a very unreasonable posture, he ravaged his body and collided, his sword took a knife momentum, and he flew towards Xue Wantao's neck.
Xue Wantao staggered, and the sword slid past his left shoulder, but before he could use this sword to launch a counterattack first, Lin Xi's entire body had already reached his side, and the long sword in his hand had already taken the knife momentum again, flying to his back.
This is Encore's knife.
With Lin Xi's state at the moment, this knife also faintly has the speed of An Keyi.
Xue Wantao didn't have time to turn around, and when Lin Xi's sword had already cut through his clothes, he backhanded, and the emerald green short sword in his hand slid into front of Lin Xi's sword blade against his skin.
"When" The sound of gold and iron was loud again.
Xue Wantao's sword was already wonderful, but the power of Lin Xi's blow was still like a wave, and it all slapped on his body fiercely.
Xue Wantao's body flew forward, letting out an extremely poignant roar.
A stream of blood erupted from his mouth.
The bandage on his chest was dripping with blood, and the bandage on his left hand was also dripping and bleeding.
Xiao Tie took a step forward involuntarily.
There was no friendship between him and Xue Wantao, but Xue Wantao was a cultivator of Yun Qin, so he took this step because of his loyalty to the empire and his intolerance in his heart.
A flash of blackness appeared before his eyes.
When he took a step forward, Guo Fangying, the black-robed lecturer of Qingluan Academy, also took a step and stepped in front of him.
Guo Fangying didn't say anything, but all the officials present were shocked, and no one dared to take another step.
Xue Wantao fell to the ground, knelt on one knee, and coughed up a mouthful of blood again.
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It's just that a student of Qingluan for one year has such combat power and so many means At this time, he understands why even the people on the dragon couch in the Imperial City of Zhongzhou will notice that a person with a low status like Lin Xi will force Lin Xi to make a choice.
As every drop of blood flowed out, the energy in his body was also losing little by little.
He knew that if he took Lin Xi's sword again, even if Lin Xi's sword didn't fall on his body, his blood would slowly drain.
However, he still didn't believe that he couldn't kill Lin Xi.
A roar like a beast fighting for his life came from his throat, and he turned the pain in his severed palm and chest into desperate strength, and did everything to erupt the soul power in the dantian.
A powerful aura erupted from his body.
The sword light emitted from the emerald green short sword in his hand was almost the same length as the sword body of the short sword itself, and it was indescribably crystal dazzling.
With a "snort", his sword pierced through the air and stabbed Lin Xi's throat.
Lin Xi had already rushed over, and the Chenguang long sword continued to move forward, slashing directly at the short sword in Xue Wantao's hand.
Seeing that the two swords were about to intersect again, but 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 short sword in his hand had already flown out of his hand and shot towards Lin Xi's face.
His left hand was broken, but it swung up and aimed at Lin Xi's pale cyan long sword.
At the same time, his right heel slammed into the ground.
He was only a middle-level cultivator of the Great Soul Master, and his soul power could not gather the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi around his body, and it had been stored in the runes of the sword body for a long time, so the moment the emerald green short sword left his hand, the brilliance was already dimmed, just like an arrow.
But when his right heel hit the ground, the upper of his gray boot cracked, but it shot a blue light.
It is a thin blue needle the length of a little finger.
This is also his real last resort.
Lin Xi's long sword pierced his left hand and severed his palm, and more blood flew out, making all the officials watching on the side pale, but he laughed even more coldly and sarcastically.
Using his own flesh and blood to limit the movement of the opponent's blade in order to win time for a sharp blow was what Lin Xi taught him.
Even a Great Soul Master of the same rank would never have expected him to have such a final killing move, and it would have been absolutely impossible to avoid his real blow.
"Let's Die" When he spoke up, his heart finally overflowed with the happiness that he had never felt in the face of Lin Xi.
However, at this moment, his body froze and let out a terrible howl that had never been seen before.
It was the moment before.
Just when Lin Xi's long sword had just pierced through his severed palm, Lin Xi's left leg skimmed out for no reason, like an unaesthetic yellow dog peeing style.
It is almost impossible for any cultivator to make such a movement, and it is difficult for him to stand firm and exert his strength when he stabs out with a sword.
However, it was such an unreasonable and unaesthetic action, the emerald green short sword that Xue Wantao took off flew against Lin Xi's cheek, bringing out a faint blood mark on Lin Xi's cheek, and the blue light that shot out from the cracked upper of his right foot flew from between Lin Xi's legs, and with a "bu" sound, it was nailed into a wooden pillar in the rear hall, and even the needle tail did not enter it.
Xue Wantao's scream was not because of pain, but because of despair, because he couldn't believe it Lin Xi's posture was indeed unstable and he couldn't exert his strength, but the long sword in his hand still tried his best to hand it forward, spinning, and while twisting the bloody hole in Xue Wantao's severed palm, it also pierced Xue Wantao's chest again, and pierced into the wound that had broken again.
Xue Wantao's right hand also fell, grabbing Lin Xi's sword body.
Lin Xitikong's left leg also fell, and he exerted his strength again, and the long sword slid in Xue Wantao's hand, stabbing out from his back with a puddle of blood.
Lin Xi's body also followed the sinking of the long sword, and almost stuck to Xue Wantao's body.
"How can you avoid it?"
Xue Wantao's right hand gripping the sword blade loosened, and he used his last strength to ask this sentence in a distracted manner.
"Because I am the same person as Dean Zhang, I did not avoid it for the first time."
Lin Xi rotated the blade of the sword, drew the sword, and retreated, and at the same time whispered in Xue Wantao's ear in a whisper that only the two of them could hear.
Xue Wantao fell backwards.
He just felt shocked and puzzled, because he still didn't understand what Lin Xi said.
He just saw that the blue umbrella was falling in the sky.
He was extremely disgusted with this green umbrella in his heart, but he couldn't even do anything about this umbrella that was always like a shadow over his head, so he could only watch this umbrella cover his last sky and last sight.
Xue Wantao fell to the ground heavily and exhaled his last breath.
The green umbrella fell, Lin Xi caught it, and put the sword back into the umbrella handle
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