Lin Limu just told ye Zan that he couldn''t bear it. As a result, he really changed it to himself. He looked at Ye Zan bitterly. He walked two steps to the front, straightened his chest, and said to the other party, "yes, it''s my hand. How about it!"


    "Hum, my younger martial brother came to challenge according to the rules, but you hurt him suddenly. I''m here just to ask for justice." the elder martial brother said with a righteous face.


    "Hehe, how do you want to be fair?" Lin Mu smiled and asked with interest.


    "If you lose the match between us, give up the cave and apologize to my younger martial brother." the elder martial brother said without hesitation, as if he was confident in his strength.


    However, it is no wonder that there is such a law in Tiandao mountain. The lower the cave, the stronger the strength. The cave of trees and trees is at the top. Obviously, its strength is not very good.


    "Oh, I''m really sorry. I''ve given this cave to him." Lin Limu said, pointing to Ye Zan next to him, but then said, "but you don''t have to be disappointed. I still have a cave. If you can win me, it doesn''t hurt to give it to you."


    Upon hearing this, the elder martial brother frowned and said in a deep voice, "don''t play any tricks. If you find a cave on it later, will we believe you?"


    "Hey hey, my cave is not up there. If you can beat me, you will know where it is. However, if you lose, I don''t want your cave, but you have to go to the top for me." Lin Mumu didn''t say where his cave is. If he said it, he might scare the other party away. He was very comfortable, How could it be so bad.


    "Hum, it''s useless just to talk. Let''s see the real chapter in our hands. Dare you come down with me!" the elder martial brother said, jumped down from the small platform and floated down to the square below.


    "We''ll wait for you below. If you''re brave enough, you''ll come down." the beaten younger martial brother said a cruel word and immediately jumped off the platform with the elder martial brother.


    On the small platform at Shidongkou, there are only two people left: Lin Limu and ye Zan.


    Lin Limu glanced at Ye Zan and said with some resentment, "brother ye, it all started with you. You just watch the play."


    Ye Zan nodded and said naturally, "yes, now you know, you see the wrong person."


    Ye Zan doesn''t really want to stay out of it, and he can''t stay out of it. After all, it is he who offends Xingchen sect, not the unlucky tree. However, ye Zan doesn''t mind taking this opportunity to see the skills of trees and trees and the means of dazizong.


    "Well, I really misunderstood you. You and my sister are really a good match!" Limu said this and jumped off the platform.


    And ye Zan heard Lin Limu''s words, but he couldn''t help but feel a chill on his back. Lin Limu''s sister, who is the devil, actually let his brother have such a comment!


    When ye Zan came to the lower square, Lin Limu and the elder martial brother were standing opposite each other, and there was no one around to watch. Obviously, everyone was used to this kind of thing for a long time.


    "Hua yunzong, Wang Mingzhi, please give me some advice!" the elder martial brother reported to his family, drew his sword and saluted with it.


    "You''re welcome, I''ll teach you." Lin Lin didn''t sign up, but arched his hand in return.


    If Lin Lin is really famous, it''s estimated that there''s no need to compare this one, unless the other party hasn''t heard of Da zizong. However, Huayun sect is also an old second rate sect. I haven''t heard of Da free sect. After all, not everyone is as ignorant as ye Zan.


    It''s just the practice of trees, which is obviously very rude to the other party. Wang Mingzhi snorted coldly. Without further words, he handed over a long sword in his hand, and a sword light stabbed straight into the trees.


    Although the base territory can resist flying sword, few people can use flying sword against the enemy. The consumption of Zhenyuan is on the one hand, and it is not as free as moving the sword by hand. This "freedom" does not refer to moves, but the cooperation of mental skills.


    If the sword is not in hand, there will be many weaknesses. There is no way to cover up and make up those weaknesses with the cultivation of building the foundation. Therefore, when using the flying sword, the friars who build the foundation often face some opponents whose strength is obviously inferior to their own.


    To put it bluntly, the power of an attack depends on how much energy you give it. The sword can constantly supplement energy in your hand, and you can freely control the output of energy. However, if the sword leaves the hand, the subsequent energy input will be interrupted and can only rely on the initial injected energy, unless the sword is at the magic weapon level.


    Wang Mingzhi of Huayun sect still has some skills. When he uses his sword technique, he has a bit of sword meaning. You know, even in this Tiandao mountain, not everyone can finally understand the artistic conception.


    With the development of Wang Mingzhi''s sword technique, the sword is like a raging wave, one layer after another, attacking the trees layer by layer. Vaguely, it gives people a feeling of rough waves, as if the trees have become a small boat whose leaves are going to be broken by the huge waves.


    However, the trees and trees did not even pull out their swords, and seemed to walk leisurely among them. It is the so-called "advance and retreat without hindrance, and the heart is free from trouble". This performance of trees and trees can really be regarded as comfortable enough.


    Wang Mingzhi is not stupid. He knows it''s wrong when he starts. The strength of the other party is definitely far beyond his expectations. However, at this time, I can''t say that I can step down. I have to fight with tears.


    Ye Zan watched the battle nearby. At the beginning, he was also surprised by the strength of trees. At least it wouldn''t be so easy to change himself. He should fight back. But looking at it, ye Zan seemed to see something, and the expression on his face gradually became a little strange.


    The competition on the field is still going on. Wang Mingzhi can''t help but change his sword technique decisively. This time, he has an artistic conception of water dripping through the stone. The sword looks not fast, but it shows incomparable toughness. It has a momentum of never giving up until it reaches its goal.


    However, when we look at the trees, they are still the same as just now. They walk around in the light of the sword. There is a feeling of "passing through thousands of flowers and leaves do not touch the body".


    But you fought back!


    Not to mention Ye Zan, who is watching the war next to him, even Wang Mingzhi seems a little anxious. There must be a limit to play with your opponent. Do you have to throw your sword and admit defeat?


    I don''t believe it! Wang Mingzhi secretly gritted his teeth with hate, and then the sword power changed again. Thousands of sword lights swept away towards the trees like a storm, as if to stab each other into a sieve.


    "Don''t you admit defeat yet?" Lin Lin was really in the mood to ask each other while walking in the sword rain.


    Wang Mingzhi wanted to tear up each other, but suddenly found that his real yuan had been consumed to the bottom. It''s incredible. How long has it been? When has your real yuan been so useless?