Immortal Cultivation

In the end, Lin Yi did not choose to retreat, and did not want to escape in such a mess.

If you choose to escape every time you face a strong enemy, over time, the habit will become natural, and you will no longer have the heart to resist the strong enemy.

Cultivating immortals is to go against the current. Unless you have no power to resist, it is stupid to stay and wait for death, and you deserve to die.

But in the current situation, although the second brother has made great progress in cultivation, as long as he seizes the opportunity, there is still a chance of winning.

The Ziyang sword in his hand has been shaking slowly, and he began to operate the sword moves with all his strength, showing Lin Yi's determination.

Since he chose to stay, he threw away all distractions, and all his thoughts were focused on the second brother, and fought a hearty battle.

"Crape cultivator, come and die!"

After saying that, the second brother slapped Lin Yi with a palm, and the spiritual energy in the space began to surge violently wherever the palm wind passed.

It poured towards Lin Yi with a monstrous force.

Lin Yi raised the Ziyang sword in his hand, operated it with all his strength, and chopped it with a sword towards the palm of the second brother.

Seeing the Purple Yang Sword coming towards his palm, the second brother looked disdainful, and turned his palm that was slapping Lin Yi to grab the Purple Yang Sword, preparing to grab the Purple Yang Sword directly in his hand.

Lin Yi did not expect him to react like this, but Lin Yi was secretly happy in his heart. If the second brother slapped him directly, he might not be able to bear it.

Since the second brother grabbed the Purple Yang Sword, the Purple Yang Sword in Lin Yi's hand continued to move forward, exerting the power of the sword move to the extreme.

He went straight to the second brother.

In the blink of an eye, the second brother grabbed the Purple Yang Sword with his palm, and the momentum of the Purple Yang Sword was blocked.

The moment the second brother grabbed the Purple Yang Sword, he squeezed it hard, preparing to crush the Purple Yang Sword directly.

But he didn't expect that although the Purple Yang Sword was only a medium-grade spiritual sword at present, it was the life-long Taoist weapon of the Yin-Yang Taoist in the past. The high grade was unimaginable, and the refining material was even top-notch in the world of cultivation.

Although the grade of the Ziyang Sword had dropped, it was not something that a mere sixth-level Qi training cultivator like him could crush at will. It was undoubtedly a foolish dream.

The veins on the palm of the second brother's hand holding the Ziyang Sword bulged, but the Ziyang Sword was not affected at all.

The light of the Ziyang Sword flashed, and the hand holding the Ziyang Sword began to ooze blood, and the palm began to crack.

The second brother had no choice but to let go of the Ziyang Sword, and at the same time slapped the Ziyang Sword with his palm, changing the direction of Lin Yi's attack.

One move passed.

The second brother looked at the Ziyang Sword in Lin Yi's hand, his eyes were hot and greedy.

"This spiritual sword is definitely not as simple as a mid-grade spiritual weapon. If the guess is correct, the original level will be higher, and the refining materials of this spiritual sword are also very high."

Looking at Lin Yi, he said: "You, a lowly cultivator, didn't expect to be so lucky to get such a precious thing."

Lin Yi looked at the second brother with a serious look. To be honest, he was at an absolute disadvantage in the two fights. Next time, the second brother will definitely not give him any chance like he did just now.

However, since Lin Yi chose to stay, he was prepared for all difficulties.

Lin Yi pointed at the Ziyang Sword in his hand and said, "Do you think this treasure is a treasure?"

Lin Yi shook his head, "You really haven't seen the world."

"Sure enough, you only know how to rob people and steal goods. You must be very poor. You might as well find a piece of tofu to kill yourself after cultivating to your level."

The second brother said sternly, "Crape cultivator, it's useless to talk nonsense. Enjoy this moment. Next, I will let you know what it means to be worse than death."

After that, he went straight to Lin Yi. Lin Yi slashed out a sword energy and went straight to the second brother.

The sword energy came, and the second brother hit it directly, and the sword energy dissipated directly.

Lin Yi also knew that the sword energy would not cause much danger in front of the second brother. The purpose of slashing out the sword energy was to distract his attention.

While the sword energy went straight to the second brother, Lin Yi moved his body and a shadow passed by. Wherever Lin Yi passed, a string of dense shadows was left, and it was unclear which one was Lin Yi.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the second brother. When the second brother used his palm to defeat the sword energy, the Ziyang Sword in Lin Yi's hand swept across.

The second brother saw the power of the Ziyang Sword, so he naturally did not dare to use his body to resist and block Lin Yi's moves.

The other hand holding the magic weapon directly stabbed the sword body of the Ziyang Sword to block the attack of the Ziyang Sword.

After defeating the sword energy, this hand made room and slapped Lin Yi's body directly.

The distance between the two was too close. When the Ziyang Sword was blocked, Lin Yi knew that this move would fail. Without any hesitation, he used all his strength to perform the Wind Step and moved to the side.

Lin Yi's figure had just moved, and a palm had arrived in front of him. Lin Yi's speed was already very fast, but his left shoulder was still hit by the second brother's palm.

At the moment of hitting, Lin Yi did not dare to stay for a moment. His figure moved quickly and was far away in the blink of an eye.

After his figure stopped, he felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder. Lin Yi felt that this part was about to be shattered.

Blood began to seep out of his body and soaked his clothes.

Lin Yi quickly patted his storage bag, took out a healing pill, and swallowed it.

But the second brother would not give Lin Yi any chance. The moment Lin Yi stood still, he had already attacked.

Lin Yi endured the pain in his body at the moment the pill entered his mouth, and his figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

Watching Lin Yi's figure leave the spot, the second brother said: "You think you can get away by relying on speed, humph, that was before, let me show you my real speed now."

When Lin Yi's figure flashed, Lao Er's speed suddenly increased a lot, and was slightly faster than Lin Yi's.

He caught up with Lin Yi in the blink of an eye. Lin Yi's only speed advantage did not exist in front of Lao Er.

Lin Yi knew that it would be more difficult next.

Lao Er quickly caught up with Lin Yi's figure, "Hmph, run, didn't you use your speed to run happily before, cheap cultivator, you should run faster now."

Although Lao Er said this, the moment he caught up with Lin Yi, his hands did not stop at all, and he attacked Lin Yi directly.

"What should I do now?"

Lin Yi asked himself anxiously in his heart. He didn't expect that Lao Er not only improved his cultivation, but also increased his speed to be terrifying.

But now is not the time to think about these things. How can I change the current very unfavorable situation.

Facing Lao Er's fierce attack, he used Ziyang Sword to resist, but as soon as Ziyang Sword came into contact, huge power came.

Lin Yi flew backwards directly.

During the backward flight, the already injured body could not bear it any longer and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He flew backward to the ground.

But the second brother did not give Lin Yi any chance to breathe. He continued to attack Lin Yi during the backward flight.

As soon as Lin Yi landed, he forgot about his injuries and did not dare to stay for a moment.