Zhuo Qingzhi looked at Lin Yi with a slightly different expression.

The practitioners he had seen in the past, who were seven or eight years younger than him, were as tender as delicate flowers in the rainstorm. But both Lin Yi and Ni Yunshan were different from those people.

When he faced Lin Yi, he didn't feel that he was fighting with a junior.

What surprised him the most was that Lin Yi's power was indeed very unique. He could not feel any fluctuations in the true energy aura from Lin Yi.

That power is very pure, more solid than the true energy power, and less likely to be broken.

Lin Yi's slightly bent knees slowly straightened, and he spit out a mouthful of blood that had already overflowed into his mouth. Although the other party suffered a considerable injury to him with just one sword, he felt greater confidence when he recalled the scene just now.

The previous desperate efforts with the practitioners in the Divine Thought Realm did give him a lot of valuable experience. Although Zhuo Qingzhi's sword was fast, he seemed to be able to adapt to this speed and rhythm.

All that is missing is strength.

Zhuo Qingzhi's eyes flashed.

Smoke suddenly surged under his feet.

A strong wind slapped Lin Yi's face.

Zhuo Qingzhi's figure appeared with the strong wind, and his body and the sword in his hand merged into one. The true energy power in his body continued to surge towards the tip of the sword, and still stabbed Lin Yi without much change.

In Lin Yi's perception, this sword turned into an extremely heavy hill because of the continuous filling of true energy.

He decided to change his tactics.

He handed out all the swords in his hand, and the long sword grid was towards the opponent's sword, and the sword was cut toward the opponent's sword body.

There was a tremor.

The sword in his hand had no time to land on the other party's sword, and his body was shaken backwards.

Zhuo Qingzhi goes in again.

The knife lights up.

Zhuo Qingzhi's sword momentum changed slightly, and the sword body avoided Lin Yi's blade, flipped and swayed in the extremely narrow space, slapped at Lin Yi's blade with powerful true energy.

However, the cold blade light also changed at an extremely fast speed.

Zhuo Qingzhi collects his sword.

The swords did not intersect.

Both of them re-established.

There was a dead silence around.

The ordinary people who held their breath and couldn't see clearly even though they held their breath and stared at them, only knew that Lin Yi was not shocked this time, but for those practitioners, this fight was even more shocking.

Zhuo Qingzhi is a legendary close servant. This kind of close combat, his sword moves can change quickly, whether it is just a slight movement of his wrist or the mobilization of true energy.

This speed can even keep up with the flying sword.

However, Lin Yi actually kept up with his speed.

“So strong perception.”

Zhuo Qingzhi's face became solemn for the first time. He frowned slightly and looked at Lin Yi. After saying something, he couldn't help but say, "Is this the sword technique in the legendary Crazy Sword Cold Sword?"

Lin Yi nodded, and his body was slightly vibrating at the same time.

It was not because the afterglow of the impact had not stopped. This was a small trick he had discovered in the battle. With the slight force of his heel, his body vibrated, and the sour and numb meaning in the flesh would fade faster.

Moreover, before resisting this sword, he even subconsciously used the method of the leakless golden body technique to make his sour and numb flesh and blood heat up through visualization. This method was unexpectedly useful. The blood stasis in his blood and blood seemed to be expelled by him instantly as he sweated.

He has always been good at finding ways, and fighting seems to be his best teacher.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, some methods that I could not think of were naturally forced out.

"I took back what I said at the beginning because I was wrong."

Zhuo Qingzhi didn't take action immediately. He took a deep breath and said seriously: "I shouldn't be timid and said I don't need to do all my strength, because even if I use all my strength, I may not be able to win steadily."

There was an uproar around him.

Even Xu Longshan couldn't believe that Zhuo Qingzhi would say such words.

A loud shout rang out.

A strong wind broke out between Zhuo Qingzhi and Lin Yi again.

But this time the storm was mixed with a slightly yellow energy like raindrops.

These qi and energy hit Lin Yi like hard stones.

Amid the sound of a bang, the sword raised in Zhuo Qingzhi's hand became particularly bright, and a sword light ejected from the tip of the sword, stabbing Lin Yi's eyebrows like lightning.

Zhuo Qingzhi is not pedantic.

Since he believed that Lin Yi was the opponent he had to face absolutely, he had to squeeze out his true strength.

He had also seen clearly in Lin Yi's previous battle that those powerful true energy methods that divide high-level practitioners and low-level practitioners in the realm seem to have no effect on Lin Yi at all, but the true energy power mixed in the wind just wanted to make Lin Yi's movements slower.

However, in the face of his sword, Lin Yi made a simpler response.

Lin Yi just raised his arm, as if he was just to prevent the energy from hitting his face, but this action also made him use his arm to block the sword light directly.

With a puff.

The sword light spread out on his arm.

Like stars everywhere, it is very mysterious.

Lin Yi's body was shook back again.

But his feet clicked on the ground rhythmically and retreated very quickly. Even the sword Zhuo Qingzhi handed forward was cut through the afterimage left by his body.

Smoke and dust surged on the ground where his feet hit.

Zhuo Qingzhi looked at the smoke and dust, and his brows frowned a little deeper.

This is a very weird feeling, but now it seems that his feeling is right.

The young practitioner did not lose his strength due to such a full-strength battle, but instead continued to become stronger.

Lin Yi's face was slightly distorted.

He heard a slight sound of bone cracks on his arm.

This sword light was almost no different from the real heavy sword that stabbed his arm.

The only difference is that when the sword light spreads out, there are many pure and powerful true energy traveling through his flesh and blood.

These true essences were rapidly transformed in his body, turning into qi flows, and were swallowed by the inner elixir in his Dantian Yuan Palace.

This inner alchemy is like his inner enemy at this time.

Under the pressure from the internal and external enemies, his flesh and blood seemed to understand his desire and began to get hot.

His heartbeats faster than usual.

His perception seemed to have become more acute, and the pain and sourness in the flesh and blood were quickly driven out of his body.

Passive combat is never his style.

In the next moment, he began to move and ran towards Zhuo Qingzhi.

He began to fight back.

This kind of keen perception brought him many novel feelings. He felt that the sword in his hand became more flexible. He had a fresh understanding of the moves of the Cold Sword Crazy Sword, and he felt that he could do better than before.

There was a bang.

A sword sound covered his heavy footsteps.
Chapter completed!