Jiuyang Tongshen Art

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boom……

With a loud noise, like thunder rolling, Lin Shaoyun made a sword formula, and the Heaven Punishment Sword he controlled in his hand slashed down in the air.

Yang Pojun didn't run away, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't avoid it at this time, but he didn't plan to run away either, because he was always so confident.

Apart from Lin Shaoyun's anger just now, Yang Pojun really didn't take this Heaven Punishment Sword seriously.

Although the powerful power contained in the Heaven Punishment Sword surprised him, Yang Pojun laughed when Lin Shaoyun sacrificed the sword, because he could see that Lin Shaoyun's skill was too shallow, and he couldn't beat that sword at all. The power of the sword was fully exerted. If Yang Pojun's estimation was correct, Lin Shaoyun would only use two points of strength.

Therefore, Yang Pojun didn't dodge or dodge, and smiled coldly: "It's just a paper tiger!"

The next moment, Jian Guang slashed fiercely on Yang Pojun's body, more precisely, on Yang Pojun's arm.

Hearing only a "bang", a dull and loud sound, Lin Shaoyun's body shook, and Yang Pojun was safely fixed in mid-air, without moving his body, as firm as a rock.

The sword light dissipated, and Lin Shaoyun had already flown into the distance, only to feel that there were gold stars in his eyes. If it wasn't for a burst of willpower, he might have passed out.

That sword slashed on Yang Pojun's arm, just like slashing on a steel pillar, it was extremely hard.The force of the shock made Lin Shaoyun dizzy for a while, but he was still awake on the altar, and the next volley backflipped, and he floated far away without turning the direction.

"This guy is so terrifying?" Lin Shaoyun only felt that it would be safer to get away from Yang Pojun quickly.

He never expected that the ninth-grade fairy weapon alone would not hurt the other party's hair, and it would even come back from the shock. Didn't the ninth-grade fairy weapon not work very well?

Lin Shaoyun floated a distance of [-] zhang, just now he stabilized his body, saw Yang Pojun still in place, looking confident, just now he breathed a sigh of relief, if Yang Pojun just came chasing and killing him, he was afraid that he would Just have to lie down.

Aotian stared at the side for a while, his face became very ugly, and secretly exclaimed: "My dear, such a ruthless sword, even I dare not take it hard, this guy not only took it hard Come down, it turned out to be all right, the body didn't even move, what kind of cultivation is this? Do I have to finish playing here today?"

Thinking of this, Aotian couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Facing death, he would say that he is not afraid, that would be a lie. He is the mid-term cultivation base of the Demon Lord, and if he goes one step further, he will be able to overcome the catastrophe, ascend to the fairy world, and become a Moxian, who has practiced for thousands of years, just confessed here, no one would be reconciled to it.

"No, I have to find a chance to escape, and I will escape when I let that kid go all out, haha! I'm so smart." Aotian still had the idea of ​​running away.

Because under the powerful attack of one's own side, the opponent did not dodge or evade, and easily resolved the menacing momentum, like a demon descending from the sky.

"The sword is a good sword, but this man is too inferior." Yang Pojun patted his cut arm and said contemptuously.And if you look carefully, you will find that Yang Pojun is wearing a pair of wrist guards, made of pure black iron, which are integrated with his black clothes. If you don't look carefully, it is difficult to distinguish them at all.

Although separated by hundreds of feet, Lin Shaoyun could still hear each other's words clearly. This was not because of his excellent hearing, but because of Yang Pojun's advanced cultivation and his voice could reach far.

Lin Shaoyun's face was slightly flushed when he heard the words. Although he was extremely upset, the facts were in front of him. Under the disparity in strength, it was difficult not to bow his head.

Just when Lin Shaoyun was blowing his anger, Lu Dongbin said: "That guy is full of treasures and has a high level of cultivation. Of course you can't beat him. The pair of wrist guards on his hands are no better than your ninth-grade ones." How much worse is the fairy weapon, and the skill is extremely profound, with the wrist guard blocking your Heaven Punishment Sword, the power of your sword will naturally not hurt him."

"This... no wonder, I feel like I cut the iron pillar." Lin Shaoyun thought it was because the opponent's cultivation base was too strong, and he was able to block the Heaven Punishment Sword with his arm. Also relying on the many treasures, by the way, Daxian, what other treasures does he have?"

Lu Dongbin said: "His black suit is a treasure. Although it can't compare with your Heaven Punishment Sword, your Heaven Punishment Sword still can't hurt him."

"Why?" Lin Shaoyun didn't understand now, since the Heaven Punishment Sword in his hand was more powerful than his treasure, why couldn't he do anything to him?This seems very contradictory.

"Because of your cultivation, you can't use the Heaven Punishment Sword to the extreme, so you can't hurt him. If my immortal body is not destroyed, the Heaven Punishment Sword is in my hand. With a light wave, he can go to see the old king of Hades. Already." Lu Dongbin said.

Lin Shaoyun was dejected when he heard the words, and said dejectedly: "It's cultivation again... If it wasn't for the power of the five elements, I'm afraid he would have killed him a long time ago."

Seeing Lin Shaoyun standing in the distance, Aotian didn't seem to be able to move anymore, so he quickly asked: "Lin Shaoyun, are you okay?"

He doesn't care about Lin Shaoyun, but about himself. After all, the two are standing on the same boat now, sharing weal and woe.

Lin Shaoyun came back to his senses and said, "I'm fine."

After hearing Lin Shaoyun say nothing happened, Ao Tian was relieved, and immediately said: "Can we fight again?"

"Yes!" Lin Shaoyun replied without thinking.

Aotian was happy in his heart, secretly said: "That's good, hehe!"

Yang Pojun stood in the same place, watching with cold eyes, seeing that the two of them had almost said something, he said: "Now you have any skills you haven't used, hurry up, lest I do it, you will have no chance."

What he said was crazy, but both Lin Shaoyun and Aotian felt the powerful strength behind the arrogant words.

Like a mountain, it cannot be shaken.

Lin Shaoyun hated being underestimated the most, and felt that if he didn't stand up, he would be a coward, a useless person, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, he raised the Heaven Punishment Sword, and rushed forward again.

This time, he didn't use the sword formula in Yu Jian Jue.

Instead, he used the swordsmanship that he had comprehended from the "Thirteen Swords of Falling Rain" before.

Use the power of the five elements to stimulate the sword energy!

The straight sword stabbed directly at Yang Pojun's body. Of course, he knew that Yang Pojun was a treasure, so he would not foolishly stab at the opponent's clothes. This sword was aimed at the opponent's throat.

Sealing the throat with a sword, this is the most common move in the martial arts, it is vicious and vicious.

Lin Shaoyun himself didn't expect that the tricks used in fighting in the martial arts were also used in the world of monks.