The breeze roars the rivers and lakes

Jun Buhui's eyes were shining strangely, staring at the Qingfeng Sword in Lin Yu's hand.Everyone in the world said that Qingfeng Sword was as fast as lightning, but his Phantom Throwing Knife was also unique in speed.The words that Jiangnan Scholar said before his death began to echo in his ears again, which one is faster, the Qingfeng Sword or the Phantom Flying Knife?

Jun Buhui glanced at his eight-handled flying knives out of the corner of his eyes again. This was his last killing move. Back then, he was confident enough when facing a master like Crazy Sword of the Western Regions who had been famous for more than [-] years. Once the Phantom Throwing Knife comes out, it will definitely be beheaded.

But now, he suddenly found that he was no longer as peaceful as the ancient well, and the waves, like waves, slowly spread out in his heart, as if it would never stop.

What's the matter? Don't I have the confidence to kill Lin Yu?Junbuhui doubted himself over and over again, and at the same time told himself over and over again, it's impossible, it's impossible, I can definitely do it, I can definitely do it.

Slightly calming down, Jun Buhui raised his head and glanced at Lin Yu again, his eyes were full of chilling intent, like a raging fire, and it seemed that he wanted to kill Lin Yu at any time. burned directly to ashes.

The wind blows, the leaves fall!

The moment a leaf fell from his eyes, Jun Buhui suddenly jumped up and let out a loud shout.

"Eight Desolate Phantom!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The eight flying knives are divided into two groups, and they break through the air one after another, all aiming at Lin Yu's gate of life.

But they don't approach Lin Yu in a straight line.Instead, in mid-air, suddenly turning a corner, the eight flying knives diverged into eight directions, and each of the flying knives transformed into eight shadows of knives.

Originally, eight flying knives were tricky enough, but now there are eight or sixty-four flying knives.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yu couldn't help being horrified, his brows were tightly frowned, and his expression darkened in an instant. This is the unique skill of Jun Buhui, a rare martial arts genius who can't meet in a hundred years. Dare to have it, and you can't have the slightest underestimation, otherwise, it only takes a moment for a flying knife to pierce your throat.

Seeing that the Phantom Flying Knife was approaching, with a swish of the Qingfeng Sword in Lin Yu's hand, it turned into a sea dragon and broke through the air, shouting suddenly;

"The wind and the waves cut!"

Layers of sea waves were set off in the woods, surging one after another, and scattered towards the surroundings. A dragon with a length of more than nine feet hovered in the waves, and spit blue water droplets outward from time to time.

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

Pop, pop, pop!

Waves of water are constantly being stirred up, exploding, and splashing all over the sky!

At first, the Phantom Flying Knife moved a few steps forward by its own impact, but it soon stagnated, and there was a faint tendency to retreat.

Jun Buhui saw that his phantom flying knife was blocked by Lin Yu, he couldn't help being surprised, and secretly said: Qingfeng Nine Swords is really powerful, but if you think my phantom flying knife is only so big, then you are really wrong Very wrong.

Thinking of this, Jun Buhui gritted his teeth secretly, and shouted angrily: "Phantoms of the Eight Desolations, unite and destroy them!"

Accompanied by Jun Buhui's loud shout, eight or sixty-four throwing knives quickly merged into eight flying knives, and after a while, except for the one directly in front, the other seven flying knives They all quickly approached it.

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

Although the number of flying knives has decreased, Lin Yu's pressure has not decreased at all, but has increased a lot.Combining 64 [-] throwing knives into one body, the impact caused by it must not be underestimated.

A flying knife with a dazzling cold light stopped three meters in front of Lin Yu.At this time, the flying knife is no longer as simple as a flying knife, it has almost integrated with Junbuhui. At that moment, the flying knife is Junbuhui, and Junbuhui is also flying knife.

"Break!" Jun Buhui shouted suddenly.

When 64 [-] flying knives were integrated into one, Lin Yu realized that something was wrong, so he secretly mobilized his true energy, gathered on the edge of Qingfeng sword, and built three layers of defense around him.

Snapped!

As soon as Jun Buhui's loud shout fell, there was only a violent sound of hitting the water, and the first layer of defense was broken by the Phantom Throwing Knife almost instantly.

Lin Yu didn't expect Jun Buhui's Phantom Throwing Knife to be so powerful.At the moment when the first layer of defense he built was broken, he immediately channeled his true energy into the second layer of defense.

Crack, crack, crack!

Because of the infuriating defense, the Phantom Flying Knife struck three times in a row, but it didn't break through!

Seeing this scene, Jun Buhui frowned, clasped his hands together, and a blue light shot out from between his fingers, flying towards the Phantom Throwing Knife.

Lin Yu is also having a hard time at this time. Just now, the phantom flying knife has three violent impacts, and the second layer of defense he has built has already appeared cracks. If there is another violent impact, it is likely to have been broken.Now seeing Jun Buhui increase his strength again, he couldn't help frowning.

Lin Yu paused for a moment, Qingfeng Sword drew a semicircular arc in the air, a wave of water spread out, the second layer of defense and the last layer of defense, like two walls of water, merged into one, suddenly The water-blue defensive water curtain shone brightly.

The Phantom Throwing Knife that was re-blessed with Jun Buhui's true energy, like a silver-white wolf, raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar, violently striking the water curtain formed by the sword energy.

boom!

A jet of water shot straight into the sky!

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

A silver wolf and a green dragon are crazily intertwined in the mid-air water curtain.All of a sudden, the wind was raging, the waves were raging, and the black clouds were rolling in, threatening to overwhelm the city, and the whole forest seemed to have fallen into an endless purgatory in an instant.

The silver wolf frantically swung its sword-like sharp claws, swishing against the blue water curtain, and as soon as the sharp claws came out, there were three long water marks.However, the water curtain that was quickly scratched and split was healed under Qinglong's defense.

Seeing that the sharp claw attack was useless against the water curtain, the silver wolf transformed from the flying knife suddenly roared upwards, and spit out two fireballs from its mouth. The whole body of the fireball was burning with raging fire. Burn it to ashes.

The silver wolf spat out a fireball to attack, and the blue dragon formed by the sword energy immediately roared up to the sky, and two water balls also blurted out suddenly, approaching the silver wolf's fireball.

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

Water puts out the fire, or fire burns the water, the two refuse to give in to each other, and they fight fiercely, and the fight can be said to be inseparable.

Both Junbuhui and Lin Yu have reached the most critical moment at this time, and no one dares to be careless in the slightest. Both of them are very clear in their hearts that if they are a little careless, they may fall into a land of eternal doom.

Lin Yu just had a big fight with that perverted shemale last night. Although he was lucky enough to kill him, his true energy and internal energy were consumed a lot. At dawn today, he fought another battle with the Cangzhou four monsters, and now he has almost arrived limit.

On the other hand, Junbuhui, except for a chase with Afeng, basically didn't move any real anger.A continuous battle, a recharge, success or failure is already a foregone conclusion at the beginning of the battle, everything is just a matter of time.

The silver wolf's fiery fireball has gradually gained the upper hand, and one of the green dragon water balls formed by the Qingfeng sword energy has been burned into water vapor, and only the last one is struggling to hold on, but it seems that it can't hold on How long.

Seeing that the Phantom Flying Knife had firmly suppressed the Qingfeng Sword, Jun Buhui couldn't help but cheer up, and shouted loudly: "Lin Yu, today you are finally going to be defeated by me, haha, haha..."

Lin Yu is very clear that the current situation is not good for him. His internal energy has almost reached the limit, and he can't hold on for long. Now that Junbuhui's complexion is flourishing, it is obvious that during the fierce battle just now, he With reservations.

At this time, the first person Lin Yu thought of was not himself, but A Feng who was pierced in the chest by a Jiangnan scholar.He only heard him shout loudly: "Afeng, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, you go!"

Ah Feng endured the severe pain and called out: "Brother Lin, let's go together!"

Lin Yu's heart felt hot when he heard the words. In the face of the choice between life and death, the person who still thinks about you is the real brother in life and death.Pausing for a moment, Lin Yu felt that the true energy in his body was rapidly draining, and the green dragon transformed by the Qingfeng sword energy was about to come to an end, his body shortened from more than nine feet at the beginning to less than five feet now, and According to this trend, it will take less than a quarter of an hour to be beaten back to its original shape.

After realizing this, Lin Yu shouted anxiously again, and said, "Ah Feng, go quickly, Yan's revenge and Yan Hong are still waiting for you!"

As soon as Yanhong was mentioned, Afeng fell silent. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say when the words came to his mouth.Inadvertently, two lines of turbid tears had already flowed across the face and dripped onto the ground.I hate the sky and have no choice but to wash the sky with muddy tears!

Jun Buhui's smile at this time began to become ferocious and distorted, like a devil from purgatory, he laughed crazily: "Lin Yu, Ah Feng, those who follow me will prosper and those who oppose me will perish. I mean, today I will send you on the road together, so that you can have a companion on the road to Huangquan."

When the voice fell, Jun Buhui swished and pulled out the saber from his waist. There was a sound of piercing through the air, and under the sunlight, the sharp long sword flashed. The bursts of cold light, like the scythe of death, showed a ferocious smile, ready to harvest the lives of others at any time.

The Phantom Flying Knife has almost driven himself to a dead end, and now there is another sharp sword, and the sword strikes together. It seems that today, the sky is going to kill me!A deep sense of helplessness immediately surfaced in Lin Yu's heart, which made him sad.

At this time, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in Lin Yu's mind, in a snow-white dress, just like a lotus just out of the water in June, pure and refined.In March, the peach blossoms danced with the wind, and the endless sound of the zither echoed in my ears.

Meng'er, three years have passed, but Lin Yu still can't forget that figure. It was a woman like a dream, and it was still a dream in the end.Now my life is coming to an end, and I don't know what is going on with her now, I hope Qi Feiyang can protect her well, so that he will have no regrets in this life.

Thinking of this, Liu Ziqing's innocent smile suddenly broke in.It was exactly the same as what Yingqing Gujing saw.The peach blossom-like smile in March, the purple dress flowing in the wind, is just like a slim orchid in the valley, if she dies here, what will Qinger do? Her, no, I can't die, I can't die, Qing'er is still waiting for me to save her...

And my father, what should he do?What would happen if those brothers who fought together lost his command?

Endless reluctance, endless helplessness, endless sorrow, but at this time he felt that his body, like a feather falling with the wind, was not under his control at all, a deep sense of powerlessness, suddenly Time filled his heart.Did he really die like this?