Could it be that he is going to die here today?

Now, the talismans on his body have been exhausted, and he is really powerless in the face of this sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm.

The middle-aged man with a gloomy face seemed to have turned into a demonic sword soaring to the sky, and his whole body emanated a sword-like aura that was as cold as ice.

This undoubtedly made Lin Jingyu feel a great sense of crisis.

Facing the demonic sword cultivator in front of him, Lin Jingyu naturally did not dare to neglect.

He mobilized his whole body's sword intent, used the magic trick to slay ghosts and gods, and confronted the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Humph! It's too much!"

The middle-aged man gave a sinister smile, then squeezed his sword finger and pointed towards Lin Jingyu's direction.

The next moment, the magic sword lingering around his body instantly shot up to the sky, and then emitted endless cold sword energy, shooting towards Lin Jingyu.

"It's not that easy to kill me!"

Lin Jingyu yelled angrily, mobilizing the Ghost Slaying Technique to the extreme.

The sword directly went towards the sword light that was strangling, the sword energy was fierce, like the waves of the river.

But after all, the middle-aged man is a realm higher than Lin Jingyu, and he is also a sword cultivator who kills decisively, his strength is extremely astonishing.

But seeing the sword that Lin Jingyu swung, it was directly split by that demonic sword energy.

"boom!"

A powerful wave erupted in the void, Lin Jingyu only felt an unstoppable force erupting from the front, and his whole body became numb immediately.

The body even involuntarily took four or five steps back.

"Roar!"

With a loud roar, Lin Jingyu's long hair started to dance.

Those eyes burst out with a terrifying fierce light.

"boom!"

Lin Jingyu stepped on the ground directly into a big hole, the soil was broken, and Lin Jingyu tried his best to stop his retreat.

In the end, he didn't take the sixth step!

At this moment, behind him, there is already an abyss. If he takes the sixth step, he will fall into the abyss.

"Good boy, to be able to display such a sword technique."

Seeing Lin Jingyu resisting his own move, the middle-aged man's face showed a hint of evil spirit.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you?"

It was beyond his expectation that this kid in the Golden Core Realm could resist his full blow.

No wonder this kid can easily kill his apprentice.

This demonic sword cultivator is obviously also a ascetic.

Actually, he doesn't even know the untold secret of Qingyunmen.

"What kind of sword technique am I using? What does it have to do with you?"

At this moment, Lin Jingyu was like a beast driven to a desperate situation, he stared fiercely at the middle-aged man in front of him.

At the same time, all the magic power in his body exploded, flowing through all the limbs and bones, and the half of his body that was paralyzed by the impact of endless sword energy also slowly recovered.

"That's right, the dying man, why are you talking so much?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand as he spoke, and the demonic sword strangled towards Lin Jingyu like strands of arrows.

The sword light enveloped all directions, making it impossible for Lin Jingyu to dodge.

Lin Jingyu couldn't escape this strike at all.

"Zhao Wou-ki, you are so presumptuous!"

At this time, there was a loud shout, followed by a vast fluctuation of mana from the forest behind.

A dense golden thread came towards the middle-aged man silently.

"Taoist Chaoyang?"

Feeling all this, the middle-aged man was shocked.

Then, the practice sword light that flew in front of Lin Jingyu was immediately drawn back by him, protecting him around him.

"Ding ding..."

Sparks shot out, and the middle-aged man protected his body with a flying sword and sword light, blocking the countless golden threads that came from him. The gold threads collided with the sword light, and there was a dense and crisp impact sound.

Those thousands of golden threads, seemingly endless and spiritual, shot randomly around the middle-aged man.

This sudden attack immediately made the middle-aged man flustered.

With the sword glow rushing towards his face, Lin Jingyu thought that he would die today, but things turned around.

That uncle Chaoyang from the Zhengyi faction arrived in time, but Lin Jingyu was lucky enough to avoid being buried in the abyss.

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