The next day

On the mountain road, when passing by an inn, Lin Ye walked in slowly.

Not a big post station, a middle-aged man wearing a golden long gown was sitting in the middle of the hall, and behind him was a young man.

The same golden long gown is inlaid with gold wire.

It's exactly the same style as Shangguan Fei's clothes.

A sword was inserted to the right of his belt, with the hilt facing the left, and Lin Ye even more shocked was his eyes.

Because it was not the eyes of two people, nor the eyes of beasts.

Whether it is human eyes or beast eyes, they are at least alive, and they all have emotions, whether it is greed, cruel, or vicious... at least it is also a kind of "emotion".

But these eyes are dead.

He ignores all emotions, all life-even his own life!

Unlike Ximen Chuxue, at least Ximen Chuxue has friends, but the person who is right now gives Lin Ye a feeling like a pool of stagnant water.

Rather than ruthless swordsmanship, it is more appropriate to say that it is the swordsmanship of death. His sword has no meaning, only one word: death!

And the middle-aged man gave Lin Ye the feeling was like a mountain, towering and motionless.

Although he didn't move at all, Lin Ye felt relieved.

Holding the sword's hand, Lin Ye couldn't help but tighten it, and Lin Ye's eyes looked straight at the middle-aged man.

"Lin Ye?" slowly raised his head, the middle-aged man looked at Lin Ye and spoke.

"Shangguan Jinhong, Jing Wuming!" Looking at the two of them, Lin Ye had already guessed their identities.

With such pressure from the Golden Gang, who else has such martial arts cultivation besides Shangguan Jinhong?

And the person behind him is naturally the rumored Shangguan Jinhong's most capable left-hand man, and Jing Wuming, who is also his shadow.

"You killed Zhuge Gang and Tang Du?" Shangguan Jinhong said to Lin Ye.

"yes!"

"Then have you become dying?" The faint words came out, and Shangguan Jinhong slowly stood up, hiding his hands in his cuffs, looking down on his eyes, as if nothing in the world could not catch his eyes.

Without replying, Lin Ye stared at Shangguan Jinhong tightly.

This battle is definitely a life-and-death battle. Shangguan Jinhong, who has unfathomable martial arts skills, can no longer deal with it. What's more, there is Jing Wuming next to him who is not as weak as Guo Songyang.

The internal strength, energy and spirit were all adjusted to the peak, and Lin Ye looked at Shangguan Jinhong coldly.

This battle is actually destined. Whether it is Shangguan Jinhong, Jing Wuming or Lin Ye, they all know that although this battle has not begun, it has ended.

Today, no one can win with Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming, and even escaping is a luxury.

The old man Tianji, who ranked first in the weapon list, was not good, and Li Xun and Huan were not good, and Lin Ye is naturally even worse now.

But Lin Ye's sword was unsheathed, and he closed his eyes and waited for death. This was not the result Lin Ye wanted.

A cold light flashed, and the sword in Lin Ye's hand stabbed towards Shangguan Jinhong.

Shangguan Jinhong still stood there peacefully, with his hands in his wide sleeves, and the famous dragon, phoenix, and child mother ring in the world did not appear.

Lin Ye's heart slowly sank. He knew that a hero like Shangguan Jinhong would not do anything without absolute certainty. Once he wanted to do something, he would definitely give his all.

His weapon was not taken out because he no longer needed weapons.

There is no ring in your hand, but there is a ring in your heart.

This is already the highest level of martial arts.

Just like there is no sword in your hand and a sword in your heart, many people have heard of it before, but looking at the world, how many people can achieve it?

This has surpassed the peak of ordinary martial arts. It can be said that this is already the realm of immortals and Buddhas.

‘Dingdang!’ A sound of gold and iron came, and Shangguan Jinhong's hands came out at some point. The mother and child had two rings and gold and silver colors instantly curbed the long sword in Lin Ye's hand.

There is no way to do it. No matter how many changes there are, there is no way to move, so how can it be made?

"What do you think you are better than others?" Shangguan Jinhong did not take advantage of the victory to pursue Lin Ye, but he still stood firmly, and even did not move his steps.

"I am a little inferior to him in the sword path, and my internal strength is better than him. The battle between life and death will begin in five or five." Looking at Lin Ye, Jing Wuming's right hand moved slightly and said in a deep voice.

"You underestimate him, come on, let me see your strength. After today, you will never have the chance to hold the sword again." Looking at Lin Ye, Shangguan Jinhong said coldly.

The two rings suddenly disappeared like ghosts, and suddenly disappeared. They naturally appeared when needed, and disappeared when they were not needed.

It is invisible, but it is everywhere and everywhere.

He stared at Shangguan Jinhong quietly, Lin Ye's sword slowly raised, his eyes slightly closed, and the sword force began to grow slowly.

Shangguan Jinhong's martial arts are no less powerful than Ximen Chuxue, Xie Xiaofeng and others.

With Lin Ye's current strength, he absolutely cannot defeat him.

The growth of the sword force and the strongest blow condense the energy and spirit of the whole body.

Even if it's dead!

You must die while standing!

Lin Ye, who was standing in the same place, suddenly changed, like a sharp sword slowly unsheathed.

The cold sword energy, the sharp sword intent, and the majestic sword momentum.

Where the sword tip points, where the sword goes.

Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming's faces changed at the same time.

The muscles on Jing Wuming's face moved slightly, and in his eyes, Lin Ye seemed to have turned into a sword, the sharpest sword in the world.

The continuous increase in the sword force and the raging in the sword intent are really the most terrifying sword.

If you take it yourself, you will definitely not be able to take it.

"Interesting, surprising!" A look of surprise appeared on his face. Shangguan Jinhong looked at Lin Ye as if he was talking to himself, and a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and a ray of light flashed across his eyes.

The sword stabbed out, and a gust of breaking the wind, a shocking sword.

This sword is really the most terrifying sword, which condenses Lin Ye's sword and thoughts.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the sword energy raged, and the wooden pillars in the inn could not bear the majestic sword energy and broke with a bang.

A ray of light suddenly burst out from Jing Wuming's eyes behind him. A light suddenly appeared in his eyes, which were originally silent, as if he had come alive.

The sword energy did not overflow, and it was all condensed on the sword in Lin Ye's hand.

A sword shocked the world.

Shangguan Jinhong's original figure, which was like a mountain, finally moved.

Just like the strong wind, Shangguan Jinhong suddenly jumped up on the spot, and the gold and silver light flashed in both hands, and the mother ring of dragon, phoenix and son suddenly appeared in his hand.

Like a dragon and a phoenix, both offense and defense, Lin Ye has a very strange feeling.

This sword has no way to break through Shangguan Jinhong's double rings.

The interlacing of swords and double rings.

Lin Ye was shocked all over and felt a heart-wrenching pain coming from his whole body.

Lin Ye's face suddenly turned pale.

With just one blow, the powerful internal force seriously injured Lin Ye and fell to the ground.

Unlike Lu Fengxian on that day, Shangguan Jinhong took all his strength, and his infinite internal force cooperated with the double rings, instantly breaking Lin Ye's sword force.

"If you practice martial arts for another ten years, you will probably be no less than me. It's a pity..." Turning around and looking at Lin Ye who was no longer able to fight with his sword, Shangguan Jinhong said in a deep voice.

On his right cheek, there was a trace of blood, and a faint blood dripping down his cheek.

The firmness of will will ultimately not create miracles.
Chapter completed!