The red palm power was constantly swallowed, and the white silk clouds curled up on the surface of the round palm power, wrapping around like a white snake, trying to swallow it and strangle it to death.

The energy contained in the palm power of the ten thousand suns is like a small sun. Clouds and mists are wrapped around it, and the two are counteracted in a collision. It seems that the clouds are rolling and unwinding, coiling them, taking the initiative. But the ten thousand palm power is like a piece of tofu that has just been out of the pot. If you are anxious, you will only burn yourself if you eat it.

The two consume each other, no victory or defeat.

Lin Luo used his sword to squirt the ice crystals that spread into clouds, and melted the ice crystals and condensed into a milky white ice belt. He reabsorbed all the ice crystals condensed from the internal force that had been poured out before, and did not directly produce them from the sword body. One sword should obtain the power of hundreds of swords!!

Even so, using the sword as a medium, Lin Luo also noticed that the iron sword body had cracked an extremely small crack. Ordinary people had no way to discover it, but Lin Luo could only wave the sword and sense the changes of the sword from the sound of the sword body vibrating with the wind.

This is swordsmanship. The control and understanding of swords has reached the stage of entering the microscope.

The two energy was swollen from each other, and a little bit of sweat oozed out of Lin Luo's nose. He clearly felt that the internal energy was being eliminated bit by bit and out of control.

He did this, let alone the man in black. But neither side could estimate whether it was the power of the Sun's palm that consumed the internal strength of the Ice Soul, or the internal strength of the Ice Soul, who finally swallowed the power of the Sun's palm, could only continue to stalemate and give the other party a fatal blow at the moment of devouring!

The man in black also gritted his teeth and kept conveying internal force to control the power of the Sun's palm.

The two of them are more than shocked at this moment!

The two of them are just middle-grade warriors, but they practice a set of kung fu to attack the Sun Yang. The power is comparable to that of low-grade warriors. They can be said to be more powerful than the level of killing, and they are invincible. Even some good martial artists in the martial arts world and low-grade warriors have been helpless by their unique fighting styles and internal skills. Therefore, the two of them are also an important pillar in the building, and they are very arrogant. Who would have thought that a master would appear, not as weak as a two-way attack!

Suddenly, the two of them were very surprised. Seeing the young man's slightly struggling look, I thought I would compete with them evenly, and naturally I was not as strong as a low-grade warrior. I also killed many low-grade warriors, and now there was one more, but it was a little troublesome, so the two looked at each other, and the sharpness in their eyes indicated that they wanted to keep Lin Luo!

"A full-strength attack is only comparable to the seven-successful power of our two brothers. He will definitely die today!" The masked man smiled coldly and shouted loudly.

The power of the Sun's palm instantly expanded a little.

The newly washed away part seemed to be replenished again, instantly changing its decline, as if it was about to turn defeat into victory. The entangled milky white mist disappeared a little, and it seemed like it was difficult.

The palm power of the Sun approached Lin Luo by one meter away. The red fire was like the sun, and it lived up to the name of Sun. The blood-red and bright red, really like the reduced version of the sun, and the white mist wrapped around the bleak adds a bit of mystery.

Lin Luo suddenly felt the pressure coming to his face, like a mountain or a sea, and the power was overwhelming. Even the bones made a slight giggle.

"The combined attack of the mid-grade warriors exerted no less than that of the low-grade warriors. This combined attack skill is indeed extraordinary!" Lin Luo had already made some careful thoughts at this moment. If he could draw this set of combined attack secrets from the two of them, the strength of the Lingyun Sect would increase significantly!

"However, the Iron Sword can't bear 100% of my internal strength, otherwise I would definitely be able to suppress them. Now I need to find an opportunity to withdraw my strength!"

Lin Luo's thoughts were twisted and turned, and the iron sword was not dense enough to accommodate ten success powers, and he could not exert Lin Luo's true level. At this moment, the seven success powers were at most low-grade warriors, and they were suppressed by the two.

The power from the sky and the earth blocked all Lin Luo's retreat.

If he retreats at this moment, all his palm power will come to his face, suppressing him tightly in the locked area, allowing him to be as lightning as lightning, and he will not be able to escape.

Seeing Lin Luo's bitterness, the two masked men were even more happy: "The lower-grade warriors are so powerful, and they dare to come and draw their swords to help them. Wouldn't they know that they have ruined their lives? The strength of those who can practice to the lower-grade warriors must not be an unknown person. Unfortunately, they are ruined here today and become famous for them for nothing, hehe!"

After saying that, the other person burst into tears. The palm force of Yang Ri increased to one arm's length and width. The bluestone bricks under Lin Luo's feet were also shattered a lot because Lin Luo resisted the pressure.

The palm power of the sun is ten percent!

Kill in the sun!

Lin Luo's shoulders slightly shook back, and his feet were pushed back slightly by the strong pressure.

The arm in front of me is long and wide, and the fiery "sun" of forty centimeters is like a supernova, greedily resisting everything around me, as if I want to exclude all things in the world and be one.

"Crack!"

The iron sword pointed directly in Lin Luo's hand gradually bent downward under pressure. A crack in the sword body was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and it was more like the initial crack on the embankment. Under the support of huge pressure, it began to collapse one by one. The sword body made a crack sound, and the crack became clearer.

As the tip of the sword gradually bent, the tip of the sword and the sword body almost formed a thirty-degree oblique angle. The iron sword was no longer overwhelmed and broke into a ball with a bang.

The palm power of the Sun was like a wild horse, and he stepped forward fiercely, and Lin Luo's long hair on his temples was blown away. Two meters in front of him, he was facing the fiery and boiling palm power.

The long sword that broke into pieces fell to the ground. Above was the powerful Sun Palm power, and in just a moment, the iron piece was roasted and red.

The sword broke, and Lin Luo gave up his sword and used his fingertips as the sword to control the few internal strength of the Ice Soul.

"Lin, Master Lin, run!" The palm force shone the yard as red as daylight.

Ximen Bao, who was lying on the ground, struggled to support the ground with her elbows. When he saw that the righteous man who drew his sword to help was Lin Luo.

"Hmph, run away? He can't escape!" the man in black said jokingly.

"Is that so? You are so confident?" Lin Luo squeezed out a difficult sentence from his mouth.

The man in black was stunned in surprise. With the palm power of ten thousand suns, he didn't expect that this person could still speak, not be afraid of the true energy leaking out and being killed by the palm power?

Lin Luo was speechless and gathered the internal strength of the whole body and gathered in the Dantian in the Danzhong point. Eighty percent of the internal strength gathered in one place, making the Danzhong point in the chest swell unbearable.

"Ice Sword, come out!" Lin Luo's fingers were on his head, and a long black ice sword condensed by the internal strength of the Ice Soul condensed inch by inch from Lin Luo's two-finger sword. The cold air emitted actually made the ground within two meters condense a layer of hard ice shell.

Even the hot Sun palm power could not melt the ice.

"this--!!!"

Guided by fingers, gather swords with internal strength!

This is definitely not a strength that a low-grade warrior can have!

"Damn, what kind of crazy guy I met today!"
Chapter completed!