With Yin Jiuling's palm pressing on the void, Lin Yibing's chest seemed to have been attacked by a huge force, and his body flew upside down in an instant, hitting a thousand meters away, and even smashed a hole on the ground. Huge pit.
In the deep pit, the dying Lin Yibing landed on the ground, his eyes were filled with disbelief, and he muttered in his mouth: "How is this possible How is this possible"
Yin Jiuling beat Lin Yibing half to death with a sudden palm, which caused the warriors on the ninth floor and the strong men in the Immortal City to exclaim.
"A single palm actually defeated Lin Yibing?"
"Something's wrong. Yin Jiuling and Lin Yibing fought hundreds of rounds just now, but both were tied. Why was Lin Yibing defeated by Yin Jiuling's palm!"
Many warriors said without understanding.
Just now, they saw that in the battle between Yin Jiuling and Lin Yibing, the two were evenly matched, and they were able to handle each other with ease, but they didn't expect Lin Yibing's immediate defeat, so people didn't understand what happened at all.
Xie Changqing and Zidong looked at Yin Jiuling, Xie Changqing smiled faintly and said: "It seems that Yin Jiuling has played enough."
Zidong smiled and said: "Yes, he has played enough."
"I have said long ago that the battle between Yin Jiuling and Lin Yibing mainly depends on when Yin Jiuling has played enough, and when he has played enough, then when he can defeat Lin Yibing!"
Zi Donglai and Xie Changqing said with a slight smile.
After Yin Jiuling knocked Lin Yibing away with a palm, his dead eyes looked at Wu He's long sword that was attacking Lin Bai, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Are you still awake?"
"You are a sword cultivator, you should know better than anyone else, sometimes don't trust your eyes, or even your heart."
"But you also need to know that no matter at any time, you have to trust the sword in your hand!"
"You are a sword cultivator, the sword is you, and you are the sword!"
"Isn't it?"
Yin Jiuling's voice echoed in the ninth floor, and the sound reached Lin Bai's ears.
Crash¡ª¡ª
In the Necromancer World, Lin Bai fought bloody battles, and the demon sword beheaded the attacking ghosts one by one under the sword.
But these ghosts are completely inexhaustible, inexhaustible!
Just when Lin Bai was at his wit's end, a voice suddenly echoed in the world of dead spirits.
When the sound reverberated, Wuhe Wuhun, who had been standing on the mountain and staring at Lin Bai, let out a shrill scream at this moment, as if his territory had been invaded by someone!
"You are a sword cultivator the sword is you, you are the sword, you have to trust the sword in your hand"
The voice echoed.
"He said he was right."
"Anything in this world can deceive people, because human nature is the biggest weakness of all warriors!"
"But the sword has no humanity!"
"The one who controls the sword is a man, but the one who controls a man is also a sword!"
At this moment, Lin Bai seemed to have a sliver of understanding, looked down at the gleaming demon sword in his hand, Lin Bai said indifferently: "Demon sword Zi Huang, please, take me out of this undead world! "
Lin Bai looked at Yaojian and said solemnly.
When Lin Bai's voice fell, there was a strong light on the demon sword, and it trembled violently.
At this moment, Lin Bai looked at the undead swarming up in the surrounding world like a swarm of bees. Lin Bai closed his eyes, without any resistance, and completely handed himself over to the demon sword in his hand!
At this moment when Lin Bai closed his eyes, the demon sword was like a sword spirit waking up. With Lin Bai's body, the sword light flashed, and it rushed out of the encirclement of the undead.
A bright sword light shot straight at the martial soul on the mountain.
Pooh¡ª¡ª
Sword light pierced Wuhun, and Wuhun screamed pitifully.
Hearing the scream, Lin Bai immediately opened his eyes.
And the moment Lin Bai opened his eyes, Wu He's sword had already pierced Lin Bai three inches above his throat. If Lin Bai hadn't woken up in time, Wu He's sword would have pierced Lin Bai throat.
At this moment, Lin Bai suddenly raised his left hand, and firmly grasped Wu He's treasured sword, so that the blade of the sword stopped three inches in front of Lin Bai's throat, unable to make any further progress.
Wu He looked at Lin Bai in shock, and said in surprise: "You, you, you, how could you escape from the Necromancer Realm!"
Lin Bai also had lingering fears at the moment.??Looking at the demon sword in his hand, he felt very grateful. If he hadn't been a sword cultivator, he might have been replaced by someone else, and he would not be able to escape from the Necromancer Realm!
"roll!"
Lin Bai hit Wu He's abdomen violently with one kick, and sent Wu He flying directly, smashing him a thousand meters away.
At this time, Lin Bai raised his head and glanced above the clouds, and the gray-robed boy looked at Lin Bai with a slight smile.
In Lin Bai's eyes, he looked at Yin Jiuling gratefully.
Wu He got up from a thousand meters away, and roared unwillingly: "Just a little bit, just a little bit, I can kill him!"
"Yin Jiuling, who told you to spoil my good deeds!"
"Wuhun, kill Yin Jiuling for me."
Wu He roared angrily.
At this moment, the black shadow Wuhun roared with ancient power, and looked at Yin Jiuling with a glance.
In an instant, Wu He's Wuhun secret method was launched again to Yin Jiuling, trying to pull Yin Jiuling into the world of the dead.
"Don't look into the eyes of this Martial Soul."
Lin Bai hurriedly shouted to Yin Jiuling at this moment.
Just after arriving, Lin Bai only took a look into the eyes of this ancient spirit, and was pulled into the world of undead. Therefore, Lin Bai only reminded Yin Jiuling not to look at it at this moment.
But Yin Jiuling smiled slightly, looked at the Wuhun of this ancient spirit, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "You can trap me in the world of dead spirits?"
"I am a passer-by on Huangquan Road, a frequent visitor on Naihe Bridge, Yan Luo and I have a good drink, and the Lord of Hell respects me as a guest!"
"You want me to enter the Necromancer Realm?"
"Then I will show you the scenery of hell!"
Yin Jiuling and Wu He's martial soul looked at each other, and the smile on his mouth became brighter and brighter. Finally, there seemed to be a flash of inspiration in his gray eyes. At this moment, the ancient spirit screamed pitifully When he got up, he was trembling all over, and the black mist collapsed, as if he saw a scene that terrified him!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh¡ª¡ª" the ancient spirit screamed, and suddenly, the black shadow collapsed in the field, turned into a little bit of starlight, and disappeared on Wu He's body.
Pooh¡ª¡ª
Wu He spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at Yin Jiuling with a dejected expression, and said in disbelief: "Yin Jiuling, what did you do to my martial soul?"
Yin Jiuling smiled lightly and said, "Wu He, don't you look down on warriors in the Broken Soul Realm? The reason why you look down on the Broken Soul Realm is that you think we are a group of ghostly cultivators?"
"Then if this is the case, you must have heard the rumor"
"The Broken Soul Realm is the closest place to hell!"
"As I said, I am a passer-by on Huangquan Road and a frequent visitor on Naihe Bridge. Yan Luo and I have a drink and chat, and the Lord of Hell respects me as a guest"
"How can you let me enter this mere Necromancer Realm?"
Yin Jiuling smiled coldly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com