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Last time, it was Meng Zhao and Gebu Fawang who had a heart-to-heart battle and broke through the battle, but today it is Lin You's turn.

However, the different result is that Meng Zhao's talent and potential are unlimited, and he was only behind Gebu Dharma King because of his cultivation. Once he breaks through, he will make up for the last shortcoming. master.

Lin You was different. The gap between him and Meng Zhao was in all aspects, not just the lack of sword skills.

However, at this moment, he was at the peak of his life, fighting against the Dragon King, and he understood the principles of swords taught to him by the leader of Pudu Sect, and his emotions were agitated and joyful.

The heart bursts like thunder, and the strength in the hand is infinitely graceful, like mountains and rivers, endless.

This time, the strength of the sword he used was not soft, but the meaning of the sword was rigid, and the intention of rigidity and softness was instantly sublimated to a higher level, as if yin and yang were in harmony, and Tai Chi was rotating. It seemed that the momentum was not as powerful as the first sword, but it was even more difficult.

However, what Lin You faced was Meng Zhao, a person whom he could not hold a candle to even if he spent his whole life.

Seeing that the almost shattered sword body was glued together by strands and strands of extremely soft sword energy, it drew a circle of ripples and stabbed towards him again.

The fingers of Meng Zhao's right hand in front of him changed again, and they curled up to hold the other three fingers, while the index finger and middle finger were tightly closed together, pointing towards the stabbing sword point.

When Lin You used his sword skills, the sword moves seemed simple, even simple, but contained profound martial arts wisdom, and the tip of the sword trembled wildly, forming one after another swirling sword energy, which was drawn towards Meng Zhao.

Meng Zhao used an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, pointing at the tip of the sword with his two fingers together, but did not touch, his strength was empty, and he kept drawing big circles and small circles one by one, with extremely gentle strength, The strength of extreme softness.

For a moment, the vortex force field formed by the sword energy and the vortex position formed by Meng Zhao's finger force kept touching, cancelling, touching again, canceling again, as if they were going through an endless cycle.

Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, this battle is really wonderful.

The two people in the battle had no distractions, while Niu Dali, Pudujiao and others who were watching the battle were also mesmerized.

Not to mention Meng Zhao, Lin You is also a genius. Although in Meng Zhao's view, he belongs to the upper-middle level, he is also a strong person that is difficult to reach compared to ordinary people.

What they revealed in this short time of fighting is really memorable.

Like Lin You's sword, the sword is fierce and sharp, swift as thunder, and the sword's intent is like destroying the king of Ming, bursting like no other.

A sword is flexible and dense, entangled endlessly, gathering a higher level of aura, a more flexible sword aura, already has the possibility of defeating the strong with the weak.

And the essence of the sword moves contained in it can only be understood by laymen for about four or five minutes, and it is even more touching to see flowers in the fog.

Even Monk Honglian, the Dharma King in black, nodded repeatedly. Lin You's adventure was worth it based on this breakthrough alone.

Because without the pressure brought by Meng Zhao, Lin You might not have understood this truth in maybe three years, maybe five years, or even longer. In martial arts practice, one step slower, one step slower, three to five years, It is already the world of the next generation.

However, Lin You's heart was icy cold. The appearance of being evenly matched was only on the surface. In fact, he had completely fallen into a disadvantage.

Just because in less than five breaths, the sword in his hand seemed to have been blessed and increased by a thousand catties, making him breathless, making his arms numb, and the sword energy in his body was running excessively, faintly, and the blood seemed to be It is rapidly draining, and the state is extremely poor.

What's more frightening is that his mood was also affected.

The opponent's finger strength is flexible and dense, like thousands of silks, wrapping and isolating his soft but sharp sword energy, it is really inconceivable, almost miraculous.

And this finger, and the one just now, are just like the difference between Lin You's own sword and the one just now.

Defeating strength with strength, defeating strength with softness, Meng Zhao's way of defeating Lin You was really, really a little too deceiving, and even a bit of a show of skill.

For Lin You, this was no different from humiliation.

Because Meng Zhao didn't even use the stunts for which he was famous, but he simply couldn't see Li's time fingering and clever movement of energy.

Crash, finally, no matter how hard it is to sustain the feminine sword energy that was stimulated, the long sword, which had already been overwhelmed, finally broke completely, and small and irregular pieces fell to the ground one by one, making a low-pitched sound.

Lin You still maintains the movement of stabbing with the sword, motionless, it looks like someone has tapped the acupuncture points, but for some reason, his body seems to be shorter than before, and his breath is also vacillating.

However, the Honglian monk and the black-clothed Dharma King immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Although the ugly face of the Red Lotus Dharma King was calm, his eyes were a little more fierce, and the clasped palms finally parted, forming a firm grip. When he reached out and grabbed it, the wind was surging, the true energy was surging, and a huge, like a flame The red buddha's palms made up grabbed Lin You.

The texture of the Buddha's palm is clear, with a grand artistic conception of suppressing evil spirits and sweeping away the wilderness.

Whether it's an enemy or a friend, it's hard to feel at ease in the face of this palm, but Lin You didn't notice it, and still maintained that posture.

With a sound of swiping, the fiery red Buddha's palm caught Lin You in front of Monk Honglian, and slowly disappeared.

However, seeing Lin You at this time, he, the Dharma King in black, the fierce monk, and the smiling young man like Maitreya Buddha were all very angry.

It's just because the current Lin You has already lost the breath of life, his eyes are open angrily, but there is no trace of expression, he is cold and dead.

What is even more puzzling is that although his appearance has not changed at this time, his bones are light and his body is soft. It seems that the whole person does not weigh more than thirty or fifty catties, and there is a withered and rotten feeling from the inside.

"What kind of evil work is this?"

Those present were all warriors of the innate level, and they had already seen that Lin You's death was due to the blood being sucked dry from his whole body. Unaware, his expression was still thoughtful and solemn, as if he was thinking about how to make a move next, without realizing that he was dead.

The ferocious monk felt even faintly afraid.

If it was said that Meng Zhao showed his masculine side with pride and dominance in the battle with the golden body of Gebufa King Longxiang that day, but today he showed his sinister, cunning, and secretive side.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that the person who dies does not feel it at all.

So, will Meng Zhao also be able to kill them silently?
This is not impossible, because this man is called Meng Zhao, and he is the Dragon King. No matter how incredible things are, it seems so logical for him to do them.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, and a savage person like the great monk will also be afraid. It can be seen how powerful Meng Zhao's murderous aura has become at this time.