System, use all points to upgrade the Sword of All Things.

Ding, 50 points will be deducted, the upgrade is successful, please check with the host.

The fourth floor of Wanwu Jianjue (green, fragmented scroll) 1/10000 (upgradeable): This method is a fragmented scroll, and the user can use the world as a sword and take it for his own use.

Li Yun has no other way, he can only use all the points to improve the power of spells.

Originally, I wanted to raise the Spirit Fire Jue to the fifth level, but found that it needed 300 points.

I had no choice but to take the next step and raise the Sword Art of Everything to the fourth floor first.

This technique, in terms of power, is far stronger than the Spirit Fire Jue.

This battle is the key to life and death, if you are not careful, you will be wiped out.

The enemy in front of him has already exceeded the limit of his own confrontation.

He kept injecting spiritual energy into the sword pill.

Although Jianwan was strong, but it didn't reach the specified range, it was no different from chicken ribs.

It's just that if you keep fighting, there will always be opportunities.

"I'm curious, if you use this method, if you want to kill my clan brother, I'm afraid it's not enough for you. Could it be that you have some hole cards?"

Zhao Ying said unhurriedly.

The talisman in his hand flew in the air.

Transformed into another form.

A huge blue flying sword.

"Be careful, this could kill you."

Zhao Ying was talking to herself, and when she said the last few words, she even emphasized her tone.

"disease!"

The flying sword rose in response to the sound, rushed into the sky, and then fell straight down.

Li Yun took a few steps back, frantically summoning the flying sword to resist.

The flying sword he summoned again was more solid and sharper, with a psychedelic metallic feel to it as a whole.

The flying sword collided with the blue flying sword, although it resisted for a longer time.

But it still couldn't stop it from moving forward.

Dozens of flying swords were smashed into droplets in the air.

The blue flying sword continued to accelerate and galloped towards it.

Li Yun rolled on a donkey and escaped a fatal blow again.

Feijian missed a single blow and rushed into the sky again.

Fortunately, those dozens of flying swords blocked the speed of the blue flying sword, otherwise it would be really bad.

"Little ghost, at this juncture, you are still hiding things. You really belong to me."

Seeing that the flying sword summoned by Li Yun was far more powerful than before, Zhao Ying couldn't help but sigh the depth of his city.

When encountering such a crisis, even if he were to deal with it himself, he would not dare to risk his life like this.

This kid must have a hole card, Zhao Ying thought of this and slowed down the frequency of attacks.

It doesn't matter if he has a hole card, as long as I use the flying sword to slowly consume the spiritual power in his body, it won't take long, and I can do whatever I want.

A monk without spiritual power is at most slightly stronger than ordinary people.

Let me see how you break this game.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ying began to reduce her energy consumption, and only maintained the output of the talisman, but she was farther away from Li Yun.

Li Yun understood Zhao Ying's intention.

But there was nothing he could do.

The absolute gap is here, making him helpless.

He could only use the summoned flying sword again and again to resist the blue flying sword.

And I played carefully, deliberately moving in Zhao Ying's direction every time I resisted.

It also seems to be seen through.

This old boy, every time he used the flying sword to attack, he took the initiative to take a few steps back, without giving himself any chance at all.

The man standing on the sand dune overlooking all this is a real monk with strong observation skills, rich combat experience, and an online IQ.

Those two perverts who had just established their foundations, in front of him, might not be able to pass three moves before they would be taken down by him.

There was a hint of fear in Li Yun's eyes.

He is also a human being, and he is also a monk.

Facing the threat of death, anyone would be afraid.

What's more, his current practice time is too short, and he has no effective means to deal with the current situation.

Could it be that there is really only waiting to die?

Li Yun squeezed his head and couldn't think of a solution.

Still too few cards.

Although Jianwan is powerful, it can only swing three swords. After three swords, Jianwan is like an overloaded machine and needs to rest.

And the chance to fight back is only on Jianwan.

In the end how to do?
……

Li Yun resisted the blue flying swords that flew from time to time, while thinking about how to break the situation.

……

He couldn't remember how many flying swords he blocked.

Now, even the spiritual power condensed into a solid state is only a thin layer left.

He only hoped that the man standing on the sand dune would also be tired and his energy would be exhausted at times.

However, such chances are too slim.

For a monk who established a foundation, no matter the recovery speed of his vitality or the amount of vitality in his dantian, they are far from what the monks in the Qi refining period can match.

The most desperate thing is that Li Yun has no points.

The Wanwu Sword Art that was just used to improve, I thought it could be evenly matched, but I didn't expect it to be quite different.

This time, I might really end up here.

"Young man, you have my approval."

Zhao Ying said.

There was a faint smile on his face.

He knew that Li Yun's spiritual power could not last long.

Now, it's time to deal him the fatal blow.

"You talk a lot of nonsense, you hit me all the time, and you keep pushing me, talking like a bitch."

At this time, Li Yun also broke the jar and began to curse.

"You are a hermaphrodite, perverted, if it wasn't for my young master, I wouldn't be able to fly, I'll assign you to chop off your ass..."

Li Yun scolded so much that he greeted all eighteen generations of Zhao Ying's ancestors.

Anyway, if you are going to die, it is better to disgust others.

Zhao Ying's veins popped when he heard it.

Unexpectedly, this kid is so sharp-tongued.

What he said was extremely ugly. I have been a monk for so many years, and I am afraid that I have never heard such dirty words.

"Boy, this is what you asked for."

Li Yun saw Zhao Ying muttering something.

The blue flying sword that rushed into the sky split into seven at this moment.

Immediately, the seven flying swords were condensed together again, and this time the formed flying sword was even bigger.

In Li Yun's eyes, this flying sword has a sci-fi feel that does not belong to this world.

"disease!"

"go to hell."

Zhao Ying looked down on him, as if looking at an animal.

Li Yun sacrificed the sword pill and swung his sword energy without hesitation.

This hole card can no longer be kept, if you keep it, you will be cold.

The two forces collided together.

Severe ripples were issued.

The collision time is very short.

Unexpectedly, the flying sword was cut into pieces, unable to support its flight anymore, and fell on the sand dune.

puff!
Zhao Ying spat out a mouthful of blood.

There was a crack in the talisman seal he held in his hand.

He looked at the talisman in his hand in disbelief.

Then he looked up at the black gold sword in Li Yun's hand.

Such power!Such power?
That's right.

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