This is a very different fighting method from Changling sword masters, it is impossible for Shen Yi to dodge these sword pieces in time, he is coldly prepared to meet these sharp sword pieces piercing into the flesh and blood of his back.
However, what he didn't expect was that in the afterimages caused by his violent turning and swinging the sword, there was a strange power quietly generated.
With a few chi chi sounds, the sword slices tore through the clothes on his back, leaving several bloody mouths on his back, but they failed to penetrate into his body, but were caught by this strange force. Pulling, falling towards the black sword in his hand.
The owner of the silver sword light still couldn't see what happened at this time, but he could clearly feel that the strange power in the sword shadow even affected the silver sword light in his hand, as if several cyan vines were binding come up.
He had never heard of such swordsmanship, so he was naturally puzzled, but his state of mind was still extremely calm, and he only took a few steps back until he stepped back into the stream behind and stepped out of two splashes.
Shen Yi's body was slightly stiff, and he looked at the sword in his hand with complicated emotions.
On the black jade-like sword body, there are four thin light blue sword blades attached, like four beautiful butterflies.
He was very clear that the weird power generated in the shadow of the sword he swung just now was not produced by his sword style at all, but came from the sword itself in his hand.
When Jing Liuli appeared earlier, he clearly told him that the black jade-like long sword with dark blue twig patterns on the hilt was called "Hate Tangle", and it was the suzerain sword of Qianlian Palace in Handi.
It's just that he, Zhang Yi and others don't know the specific difference between this sword and other swords, and what's special about it.
Aside from the shock and rejoicing, he felt that the power of the sword itself was indeed in line with some of the sword intents he was best at, so he felt infinite admiration for Ding Ning in his heart.
Facing a powerful enemy at this time, he should have no distracting thoughts and only think about fighting the enemy, but the luck of this sword made Ding Ning, Zhang Yi and Xue Wangxu all appear in his mind.
His back was sticky, and he knew it was blood soaking his clothes.
It's just that there is a kind of peace and joy in his heart that cannot be described in words.
When he came to Changling, his greatest achievement was to become a disciple of Baiyang Cave.
There are countless places of practice better than Baiyang Cave in the world, but in his heart right now, he can never find a better brother than Ding Ning and Zhang Yi, and he can never find a better teacher than Xue Wangxu respect.
Just being able to fight with Ding Ning and Zhang Yi made him feel happy and proud.
"It's not the power of the sword style, it's the sword itself that has a problem."
The voice of the owner of the silver sword light sounded at this moment, and with the splash of water sprayed by his feet trampling, accompanied by the sound of water, the voice seemed a bit chaotic.
"You are Lie Yinghong."
Shen Yi saw the other party's figure and face clearly, and directly said the other party's name.
Although Lie Yinghong had been extremely low-key before this, but as the first-ranked candidate in the talent list, he had already noticed the existence of this person.
"Why did you sneak up on me?"
Thinking that this person came from Jiaodong County, which is controlled by the Queen's Clan, Shen Yi already understood why Lie Yinghong wanted to make a move, and he asked this question knowingly, because he asked knowingly, so his tone was naturally severe.
Lie Yinghong's gaze retracted from the several sword pieces that were still attached to the long sword in Shen Yi's hand, but no emotional fluctuations could be seen in his eyes.
"I didn't expect you to catch my sword."
He opened his mouth, looked at Shen Yi and said this sentence.
He had an obvious coastal accent of Jiaodong County, which made it difficult for people to understand, but he could clearly feel the sincere appreciation in his words.
Then he didn't make any extra moves, and directly drew out the sword.
With a bang, the sword in his hand had just been swung out, and before the sword was ready, there was a thunderous explosion in the air in front of him.
Shen Yi's face suddenly turned pale.
In the short time just now, he also took a closer look at the silver long sword in Lie Yinghong's hand.
This silver long sword also looks very thin, and a blue rune in the middle of the sword spine penetrates into the body of the sword, and even makes people worry that the sword body will be directly split by this rune in the violent impact.
However, in his field of vision at this moment, the air in front of him has become two waves visible to the naked eye, separating to the two sides, and the silver long sword in Lie Yinghong's hand is completely like a giant iron-clad ship hitting him. .
This is a sword without fancy tricks.
After the sword just now was in vain, Lie Yinghong's sword pursued pure power.
The power of this sword is constantly reminding Shen Yi at this moment that Lie Yinghong's introduction in the book of talents is that his cultivation is at the middle level of the four realms, and his cultivation is almost completely beyond a big realm compared to him.
At the same time, this sword also reminded Shen Yi that Lie Yinghong always wanted to use the most direct and fastest means to end this battle.
Before this, Shen Yi had no real experience of fighting with practitioners whose cultivation level surpassed his own and approached a great realm. He had no confidence at all, but for some reason, an inexplicable great courage arose in his heart, and he didn't want to give up at all.
He took a hard breath, and quickly raised the dark jade-colored long sword in his hand.
With a scoff, a curved sword light met Lie Yinghong's sword like a thick horn, which was exactly the horn of the white sheep in the white sheep sword scripture.
This is the most powerful sword in the Aries Sword Sutra, and the most able to defend the strong with the weak. Shen Yi is equivalent to Xue Wangxu's last closed disciple, so he naturally has a grasp of the true meaning of this sword move. , but at this time his sword still couldn't completely defend Lie Yinghong's sword.
Amidst the muffled shock, Shen Yi let out a shrill roar uncontrollably. The soles of his feet seemed to be burning, and a puff of smoke was brought up by the rapid friction with the ground, and his whole body slipped backwards sharply. , the body was instantly involved with countless thorns, and bloody mouths protruded from the body.
The broken thorns stuck conspicuously in his bloody wounds, and the severe pain caused his arm holding the sword to twitch.
A sword slashed back at Shen Yi, Lie Yinghong didn't stop at all, the true essence in his body still came out violently, and the long sword in his hand kept slashing towards Shen Yi.
The long sword in Shen Yi's hand has been swung to the top of the front door, and it seems impossible to block the sword at this moment, but amidst the roaring sound, a crystal water flow appeared on his body following the vibration of the sword in his hand ahead.
Following this water flow, the sword in Shen Yi's hand suddenly accelerated, completing a move that was already too late for actual combat.
Several clear ink lines appeared in the water flow.
The black color on the black jade long sword in Shen Yi's hand suddenly appeared deeper.
Lie Yinghong's brows twitched slightly. At this time, he once again felt the entanglement and binding power emanating from the sword in Shen Yi's hand, but he did not resist, but let his sword move to be attracted away.
His sword's momentum became faster, and he slashed at Shen Yi's sword again without any tricks.
There was another dull vibration from the two swords.
Chi Chi's vigor shot out like arrows, dozens of drops of blood spattered from Shen Yi's palm, and the black luster on the black jade long sword in his hand was also completely shaken away.
However, at this moment, the ink lines that appeared in the water flow disappeared, but turned into a piece of white light. This piece of white light seemed to form a new rune, and all the scattered black luster fell on the piece of white light. In the middle, they re-condensed on Shen Yi's sword body.
The sound of thorns scratching flesh and blood resounded in the air again.
Shen Yi's scream mixed with pain sounded again.
His body was shaken so that he slid back more than ten feet again, and his body was even more bloody.
However, he caught the sword after all, and the sword in his hand was not shaken out of his hand.
"This sword is very interesting."
Looking at such a scene, Jing Ruri couldn't help saying this.
"The Shen family and Baiyangdong do not have such a sword style. The meaning of this sword symbol should come from the fragments of the ink garden of the Zhou family." Tantai Guanjian said quietly: "However, in such a short period of time, there is still It is really good to be able to rely on the sword power comprehended in Yunshui Palace before the sword embryo."
At this moment, exclamations and whispers resounded from the cliff where many masters of the training ground watched the battle.
Many people were shocked by Lie Yinghong's strength, and also shocked that Shen Yi was able to catch Lie Yinghong's sword.
Lie Yinghong frowned slightly, but there was still no special emotion in his eyes.
His growth experience is different from that of most selected students. He has experienced too many battles... especially cruel battles.
Even if the opponent's performance was completely beyond his expectations, he can be sure that the opponent is no longer able to catch his next sword.
Shen Yi gritted his teeth and stroked his right arm with his left hand. He was already sure that he would not be able to catch the opponent's next sword.
However, at this moment, Lie Yinghong suddenly turned around.
On the stream behind him, in mid-air, suddenly there was a muffled bang, as if someone had suddenly rang a big brass bell.
Lie Yinghong's eyes flashed violently, and the long sword in his hand was raised upwards.
The air around his body seemed to condense suddenly, and with a bang, it was like an invisible sledgehammer hitting suddenly.
His body shook slightly, he took a step back, and looked towards where the sound came from.
In the stream there, a very tired looking figure was walking.
"No matter who instructs you to deal with Shen Yi, I will double the benefits he gives you."
An unusually familiar voice that sounded extremely rich came to Shen Yi's ears.