Over time, the fighting spirit has been upgraded from six lines to nine lines, which is so subversive of common sense.

Seeing Lu Yin wrap the nine lines of war energy around his fingertips, Long Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Lu, the war energy of one finger is not enough."

Lu Yin raised his finger and said, "That's enough."

Long Yun narrowed his eyes. He had a good temper and was a bit lazy. He didn't like fighting. He also showed signs of giving up before the fight, but that didn't mean he had no dignity. It would be too insulting to want to deal with him with just one finger.

Elder Li frowned, defeating Long Yun with one finger, even ten battles, was a bit exaggerated, unless his combat skills were fingertip combat skills, like the Thirteen Swords, one sword was just one sword, but it was enough.

Long Yun nodded, "Brother Lu, since you are so confident, I will take action." After saying that, a sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he slashed out with one sword. The sword skill was one sword slash, a very ordinary slash, but full of force.

Different from the first sword of the Thirteen Swords that crosses the void, this sword may seem unpleasant, but it is full of domineering meaning.

Lu Yin was surprised. This sword felt different from the one-sword strike he had seen before. However, there was no difference. He thought about it, stepped lightly, and struck out with one finger.

It is not impossible to change the route with one sword slash, but Long Yun was angered by Lu Yin, and stabbed his finger directly with a sword. So what about the nine lines of fighting spirit? He just wanted to break the nine lines of fighting spirit and move forward with one sword slash.

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Chapter completed!