Chapter 1993

Lin Maoping has strong internal skills. He was forced by the five elders to enlighten him and let him enter the congenital state in advance in the way of five elements against the sky.

He is the seed player of Hongmen Memorial Hall. He was trained to deal with cloud palace. But this time, he hurried into battle without experience.

Although his innate skills are complex, they are very thick, and even surpass Xiao Yan as a whole.

Therefore, he was so proud that he didn't pay attention to Bai Rufeng at all, because in his eyes, there was only Bai Lixi.

As soon as he made a move, he deliberately let go of his strength and surrounded himself with flying sand and stones. Ordinary people can't see the battle circle clearly.

"Superficial Kung Fu!" Wudao shook his head, and even he couldn't see it anymore.

Lin Maoping's ears and eyes were clear. He immediately heard his voice. He snorted coldly, followed by the sound of the clang of the wind sword. He flew up and hit the Huashan Mountain in the distance.

The sword Qi overflowed in an instant, and the surrounding sand and dust flew out towards both sides. There was a vacuum in the locked place in the middle.

Bai Rufeng, who stood below, also looked dignified. The young man's domineering spirit was exposed. His true Qi was so thick and aggressive.

He didn't fight with him. He pushed his left hand upward, and the hand in his palm surged toward the sky with thunder.

Lin Maoping thought he was going to fight hard. He gave a loud shout and tried his best to cut down.

But unexpectedly, when he came into contact with the sword gas, he exploded instantly after he took off with a thunder in his hand.

It was a compressed energy ball condensed from pure Qi. When it exploded, it produced a powerful force to block the sword Qi falling from the sky.

At the moment of being resisted, Bai Rufeng found a gap and avoided the thunder blow after several illusions.

Lin Maoping's long sword fell, and the fierce sword Qi destroyed the withered and decayed. He cut a small stone bridge in front of the people, and the stones flew everywhere.

He came down from the sky, looked proud and looked down at the world. His long sword pointed at Bai Rufeng and said loudly, "those who know the truth should be arrested as soon as possible, otherwise you will die without a whole body."

"It's a big tone, but it only inherits some internal skills. It's too much to think about breaking ground on Taisui's head. Look at the sword!" although Bai Rufeng was forced to avoid his edge, he took the opportunity to seize the opportunity at the other party's mouth.

He came with a sword in his right hand and thunder in his left hand. His long hair flew back, and his evil face was cold.

"Come on!" Lin Maoping shouted, flew up with a sword, directly crossed the river below and attacked with a sword in the air.

Xiao Yan touched his chin and said with a smile, "the goods are too tender. Just now a sword gained the upper hand. He stopped to talk to people without taking advantage of the victory. Now there is no chance of winning."

"I guess he can stick to at least 30 moves, and then Bai Rufeng will make use of his flaws and let him taste all the pain." no way said leisurely with Yanling Dao in his arms.

Xiao Yan looked at him and said, "it seems that you have made a lot of progress again, but this time you look out of sight. There are about ten more moves, and Lin Maoping will lose."

No faith, but Xiao Laojiu represents authority again. He can only stare at it.

While they were talking, the two sides had made three moves. This time, Bai Rufeng occupied the dominant position. The Yin and cold sword Qi has been binding Lin Maoping to give full play to his strength.

Even if he occasionally used his thick Qi to play, he was finally broken by Bai Rufeng's hand holding thunder and avoided calmly.

Xiao Yan could see that Lin Maoping's Kung Fu was really high, but he lacked actual combat experience, and because he underestimated the enemy and lost the first opportunity, it was difficult to win Bai Rufeng no matter how he fought.

Looking at each other, you can do it easily. Although he often moved and dodged, he seemed a little embarrassed, but he occupied the dominant position and always led Lin Maoping by the nose.

After five or six rounds of fighting, Lin Maoping couldn't attack for a long time, and his face showed irritability.

Suddenly, he gave a loud drink. Then he pushed the long sword into the sky with both hands and shouted, "wind, get up!"

Then he soared up and spread his hands. The wind hovered over him for several times, and suddenly attacked the white wind below.

Jingfeng wanjian!

When the wind fell, it suddenly turned into countless long swords falling from the sky, like a grand sword rain.

This may be his housekeeping skill, and his success or failure depends on it.

Xiao Yan also cheered up. He wanted to see what Bai Rufeng was going to do next.

Under the sword rain, Bai Rufeng's face remained unchanged. He was dressed in a white shirt and made a sound of hunting. His long hair danced with the wind. The light of the cold jade sword in his hand flashed.

At this time, everyone thinks of defense. Take the long sword as the shield and hold the key inch by inch. As long as you can stop this wave of sword Qi, you will have a chance to turn over.

But just as the long sword was about to fall, Bai Rufeng's body suddenly rose into the sky. The long sword pointed upward, and the sword Qi rose leisurely.

If you attack the sword array with a group, I will break it with one sword. Breaking the face with a point and defending with an attack, he went straight up against the sword rain.

In the jingle, the sword spirit on the jade sword dissipated gradually, as if it had reached the end of the crossbow.

But his figure had reached three meters below Lin Maoping. The latter began to panic, and the sword array suddenly fluctuated.

Bai Rufeng seizes the opportunity to go a distance leisurely.

In a hurry, Lin Maoping suddenly withdrew the sword array, stabbed the long sword, and suddenly covered Bai Rufeng.

This hit the trick of Bai Rufeng's pressing. He snorted coldly, and his left hand held thunder fiercely against the cold jade sword.

His true Qi is homologous and can naturally be used for himself.

After absorbing the energy of the thunder in hand, the originally dim sword body suddenly increased by several feet, and the sword light flickered.

Lin Maoping, my name is not good, but it's too late.

Hanyu sword hit the Jingfeng sword heavily from bottom to top. The latter hastily changed his moves and was not expected. The sword Qi could not resist at all.

The Jingfeng sword gave a wail. If it weren't for the sharp blade of the magic weapon, it would be broken to pieces on the spot.

Nevertheless, it still broke open.

Lin Maoping was violently hit by the sword Qi, and his body protecting Qi suddenly broke. Although the main attack was blocked by Jingfeng sword, his ribs were broken and his internal organs were seriously injured by the aftershock.

He fell back like a broken kite, and white as the wind was pushed back by the anti earthquake force.

But after landing, he stepped on it with force, his body suddenly flashed, and he came to Lin Maoping in an instant.

His long sword fell and fell on each other's neck.

He also has lingering fears. Lin Maoping has such skills at a young age. If he keeps them in the future, he may become a disaster.

The worship hall will never allow such a powerful existence.

The old man of Longshan and others in the distance screamed out, but they were unable to rescue. Not only did no one beat Bai Rufeng, but no one could respond.

At the moment when Lin Maoping was about to die on the spot, a long fire red sword was picked from the oblique stab. After carrying it, the white cold jade sword was bounced away.

The latter stepped back and looked up at Xiao Yan in surprise.

This opponent is more and more unpredictable now!

Lin Maoping looked up and saw that Xiao Yan had saved him. He was mixed and ashamed.

"Bai Rufeng, you even dare to move my woman. Choose a way to die!" Xiao Yan said coldly, without a trace of emotion.