From the critical state of more than 200 times per minute, the extremely fast brake suddenly stopped, and then turned into an extremely slow state of one beat every three seconds.

However, this drastic physiological change not only did not cause the clone Tang Yan to feel uncomfortable, but instead his body and mind calmed down instantly.

Two giant claws that were bigger than him were approaching him, but the speed seemed to have been suddenly slowed down ten times, playing slowly frame by frame.

At the same time, the burning rainbow in his hand trembled slightly, and then a feeling of joy connected with his consciousness. The flying sword in his hand, which was already extremely obedient, became even more manipulable.

It was a very wonderful feeling, as if the right hand suddenly extended several feet in length.

He could even clearly feel the strong wind blowing across the sword blade.

The clone suddenly felt extremely strong confidence in the sword in his hand. Although he had no reason, he was very sure in his heart that the scorching rainbow in his hand would be unstoppable and indestructible!

Buzz! With a slight tremor and a flash of sword light, the sword cultivator holding the flying sword did not retreat but instead advanced forward.

Using the flaming sword energy wave that had just been madly consumed by his spiritual energy to block his vision, the swordsman moved to avoid the pair of sharp claws, then swung the burning rainbow in his hand and slashed out.

The golden feathers, which were as hard as Kun steel, were shattered by the flying sword Zhuohong, followed by skin, flesh and bones.

Before the blood could flow out, it was evaporated by the hot sword.

The smell of burning protein wafted on the wind.

The sword cultivator's body narrowly missed a golden-winged eagle as big as a building, leaving a charred wound on the bird's body. This sword strike had caused serious damage.

Jiang Li stroked the flying sword, and a lot of insights came to his mind.

Is this... Kenshin?

It turns out that in addition to rusting the sword and breaking the paper, the sword heart talent can also do this kind of thing! Jiang Li was very shocked by this. The amount of spiritual energy condensed by the sword just now was actually far less than the spiritual energy used by the clone when he made the first sword.

But the effects achieved by these two swords are so different.

It is no wonder that the Shushan Five Elements Summit attaches so much importance to swordsmanship.

Crossing a level can almost ignore the effect of defense. If used well, combined with the sword cultivator's already powerful attack power, fighting across levels is not a dream at all.

"Cry! " The black eagle cried out in pain, but after flapping its wings for a while, it still hovered and did not fall to the ground.

Damn it!

Jiang Li cursed inwardly. He had intended to strike the eagle's wings with his sword just now, but the black eagle was too big. Compared to it, it seemed that it was too difficult for a flying sword the size of a toothpick to cause real fatal damage! The clone immediately activated the sword technique and wanted to take the opportunity to strike the black eagle again.

However, the opposite happened. After the flying sword flew out of his hand and just flew halfway, his eyes became blurry, his head felt dizzy, and his heart started beating wildly again, and he immediately came out of the sword heart state.

In an instant, the power of the flying sword scorching rainbow decreased greatly and was no longer as sharp as before.

After Jiang Li regained his clarity of mind, the gestures on his hands changed again and again, and the flying sword stopped diving. After spitting out a stream of wine-smelling spiritual fire forward, he immediately turned the sword around and flew back to catch himself who was in free fall.

In order to cut off the possible connection between his clone and himself, Jiang Li did not provide the clone with any magic weapon.

Therefore, if he wanted to use a flying sword to attack from a distance, he had no way to control the sword.

This is also the reason why Jiang Li had been using the flying sword to engage in close combat before.

And if he continued to forcibly control the flying sword to attack, it would be a small matter if he could not break Lingyu's defense. If the flying sword got stuck or even knocked away, he would not even have a chance to escape.

Just as the clone was urging the flying sword under his feet to escape again, a cloud of mist suddenly gathered and dispersed around him, and then an elegant man emerged from the mist and stood in front of the clone.

The sudden appearance of the monk made Jiang Li instinctively alert.

However, when he saw the familiar clothes on the other person, he was stunned.

Isn't this exactly the attire of the inner disciples of the Sutra Valley? However, the style of the other party's disciple clothing is slightly different from Jiang Li's original clothes, and it looks more noble and elegant.

Call me Junior Brother? He won't recognize who I am, right?

This was the first idea that came to Jiang Li's mind, but he rejected it immediately.

This clone is very perfect, so it shouldn't be so easy for anyone to discover the clues.

The other party probably called out like that just because it was a common practice among the four major sects in Dachong Mountain.

"This... then thank you very much, Senior Brother."

The clone stepped on the flying sword and saluted, and agreed without much thought.

After all, the size of the four major sects in Dachongshan is there, and very few people would kill people for treasures or kill each other. Because that is really unwise.

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Moreover, Jiang Li seemed to vaguely remember that he should know the other person.

The wine-fire spirit flame that Zhuo Hong had just spewed out was torn apart by the golden wings again. The huge black eagle stared at Jiang Li with sharp eyes and swooped down from below.

A large amount of spiritual flames emerged from the body of the Burning Rainbow Sword, but before he could make a move, a small golden seal was thrown out from the hand of Senior Brother Cangjinggu.

The action was as casual as throwing a stone.

But after the golden seal was released from his hand, it began to rise in the wind!

In just a moment, it had risen to a height of ten meters and fell headfirst towards the black eagle below.

Jiang Li was shocked, and even his original body, which was thousands of miles away, was shaken.

I seem to have heard of this seal when my fellow apprentices were bragging in the Demon-Subduing Hall.

Could this be the secret skill that protected the Sutra Valley? Who on earth was this guy? The golden seal, which had been magnified hundreds of times, collided with the black eagle.

Then the scene became a one-sided crushing situation.

The powerful Xuan Diao, who acted so domineeringly in front of Jiang Li, fell down wailing like a hen hit by a brick in front of the ten-meter-long golden seal.

When the golden seal shrank and flew back, there were many unnatural distortions on the black eagle's body, and a large amount of blood was spraying from its mouth. It was obvious that it was seriously injured.

Jiang Li was shocked by the power of the golden seal, but he did not forget to finish off the opponent.

He turned around and held the flying sword again, then chased the falling black eagle and slashed out with a series of sword lights at high speed.

At this time, several other people from the Sutra Valley also arrived, and several magic weapons flew out of their hands and hit the black eagle at the same time.

After being severely injured, he was further besieged. No matter how strong his physique was, he could not bear it.

Under the ravages of the spiritual energy, the huge bird's body finally exploded and broke into pieces, deader than dead.

(End of this chapter)