In the sky, thousands of swords are flying, and the sword energy is surging!

Lin Shiming and Lin Xianzhi no longer hid, but walked out generously.

Being trapped by the formation, no matter how clever the method is, it is difficult to conceal it.

But there is still a little worry in his eyes.

Lin Xianzhi, in particular, stared at the old man carrying the sword. This old man was obviously not only a swordsman, but also a third-level master of formations!

"Wan Qing, you are so confident, aren't you afraid that we will join forces to deal with you?" Lin Shiming also stared at Wan Qing.

"Haha, join forces. Do you think Wan is afraid of your joining forces?" Wan Qing said with disdain.

"If you don't have any confidence at all, how can you have the confidence to step into the realm of real people?"

I saw that he was very heroic when he spoke, and then looked at Lin Shiming with disdain:

"But you are really unlucky. Just when Wan wanted to kill someone, you came to his door!" Wan Qing stared at Lin Shiming with bloodthirsty.

Then all the swords were facing downwards.

The sword's will surges and the sword's light sweeps wildly!

The next moment, it turned into a rain of swords and poured down.

Of course, this attack was not aimed at killing Lin Shiming, but at the entire monks in the sword formation!

"How brave!" The faces of the three monks from the Corpse Training Sect all changed greatly.

The three of them patted the storage bag together, and then three large black coffins measuring three feet long appeared.

Various strange spiritual patterns appeared on the coffin, and the next moment the cover of the coffin exploded, and three natal spiritual corpses appeared.

The three spirit corpses were very ferocious, obviously made from powerful alien beasts. They jumped up, bared their teeth and claws, and headed towards the flying sword in the sky.

Next to the three people from the Spiritual Beast Sect, two old men protected Xiao Wanhe, and three late-level third-order monsters instantly pushed forward.

Lin Shiming was also prepared, but he just threw it in his hand.

A god-crushing disk surged to its maximum, the size of a small mountain, and the entire body glowed with light. At the same time, the Purple Wood Xuantian Sword Formation flew out along with the Spirit Art, forming four defensive sword formations, blocking the top.<

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Keep Lin Shiming inside.

Lin Xianzhi is more direct. As soon as his sword lotus comes out, he can kill everything.

The sword light in the sky was scattered by the sword lotus, and they all turned into auras and disappeared.

"Half-step sword energy condenses into silk!" The old man with the sword in his back was also shocked!

Then the old man with the negative sword also took out the magic sword, and as soon as he activated it, all the small half-flying swords of the sword skills were in the old man's hands.

On the contrary, Wanqing's sword light has been reduced a lot, but the remaining number of spiritual swords is enough for Wanqing to display his considerable strength.

The main control of the sword formation is obviously the old man holding the sword. Under the control of the old man, the small flying sword flew out.

Heading straight towards Lin Xianzhi, the sword light filled the sky and began to collide with the sword lotus, and the golden sparks were like the Milky Way sprinkled down.

Especially the sword stamen formed by the condensation of sword energy is even more powerful. Three to five hundred sword lights will disappear with one touch.

Seeing this scene, Lin Shiming also breathed a sigh of relief. Lin Xianzhi's strength was stronger than he imagined. He had reached the peak level of foundation building, a little stronger than the old man.

However, at this moment, under the constant attacks from the old man's sword formation, it seemed a little weak.

At this time, Wan Qing also controlled the remaining lightsabers, attacking three corpse training monks, plus three natal spiritual corpses.

For a while, it still had the upper hand, and the remaining Wan Wuyuan also controlled many sword formations, confronting the monks of the Spiritual Beast Sect.

Xiao Wanhe of the Spirit Beast Sect is obviously only in the middle stage of ordinary foundation building. Compared with casual cultivators, he may be able to reach the late stage of foundation building, but his strength is far inferior. The spirit beasts he controls are only in the middle stage of the third level, but they have potential.

Not bad, a tiger with blue eyes and golden eyes!

But the boundless strength is not inferior, and the soft sword is extremely difficult to deal with.

Instead, Lin Shiming saw another method of practicing wood-attribute swordsmanship.

The fight was back and forth for a while.

"Brother Wan, you are seeking your own death!" Xiao Wanhe saw that the situation was reversed due to Lin Xianzhi's strength.

He also snorted towards Wan Qing.

But at this moment, Wanqing remained silent.

He did not expect that the three people in the corpse training sect would hide their clumsiness and leave behind their own spiritual corpses. Lin Xianzhi also did not expect that Lin Xianzhi would realize half a step of sword energy condensation.

Lin Shiming stared at Wan Qing, but the next moment, his expression also changed.

He just released a spirit-eating ant and broke the formation.

However, he saw a scene that was unimaginable to him. A monkey-like monster had already rushed into Sanyuan Mansion.

The guys from the Wanjian Sect in front of me clearly want to grab them with both hands, either to kill them all or to swallow the treasures!

The formation is just to deceive people, secretly, the spirit beasts have long been allowed to steal it.

As for whether this spirit beast belonged to the Spirit Beast Sect, he didn't think about it at all.

Wan Qing controls the Ten Thousand Swords Killing Heaven Formation, and naturally he cannot let the people of the Spiritual Beast Sect take advantage of it!

No wonder Wan Qing was so arrogant, the old man didn't stop him, he took all the treasures away, so what if he didn't kill everyone!

Lin Shiming's expression changed quickly, but then disappeared again.

The next moment, I saw him taking out a large amount of spiritual seeds and scattering them on the ground.

The next moment, poisonous dragon vines appeared all over the sky, suddenly like huge evil dragons.

The poisonous dragon vines emitted black mist, and for a moment, in the black mist, it was like a black dragon scurrying across the sky. Even because these poisonous dragon vines were once planted in the swamp of the horned python, there seemed to be the roar of the dragon while rolling, rushing toward Wanqing overwhelmingly.

Go.

Wan Qing is naturally not afraid of this. His sword formation is simply the best magic weapon to restrain this type of wood-attribute monk.

He even sneered, this Lin Shiming deserves to be called a sword cultivator, he doesn’t even know this bit of common sense!

I saw him take out the broad sword that he carried on his back. When the broad sword came out, all the poisonous dragon vines were chopped into pieces.

The sword light is still heading towards the three corpse training sect and their group of spirit corpses.

However, what he didn't expect at the next moment was that the poisonous dragon vine that had been chopped into pieces was reorganized in the air and continued to move towards the Wanqing Bundle.

Wan Qing didn't notice, but was tied up by the poisonous dragon vine, and the light of his sword suddenly stagnated.

If a light shield hadn't appeared in his body, covering him, he might have been stabbed into his body by poisonous dragon vines and poisoned to death.

You must know that the poisonous dragon vine is not an ordinary vine. This third-level high-grade vine is extremely threatening to a late-stage foundation-building monk. It is extremely poisonous and cannot survive for a moment without precious antidote.

Next to them, the three natal spirit corpses were the most angrily slashed by the sword light. Now that the sword light stopped, they immediately rushed forward.

When the old man holding the sword waved his hand, a group of sword lights chopped the poisonous dragon vine into pieces again, and Wan Qing escaped. Wan Wuyuan next to him took out another spiritual talisman. The next moment, a dull puppet sword cultivator walked out and cut the poisonous dragon vine into pieces.

Block all the claws and attacks of the three spirit corpses.

This puppet sword talisman is obviously very powerful, and its strength may not be lower than the peak of foundation building.

For a time, there was no benefit from the three corpse-training sects. The expressions of the three corpse-training monks also changed. They knew that there was no benefit, and there were hundreds of coffins in a wave of their hands.

The lids of these coffins were lifted off almost instantly, and they were blasted towards Wanqing.

However, the next moment, the spirit corpses crawling out of the hundreds of coffins rushed toward the outside of the sword formation.

Just like the self-exploding corpse that destroyed Tianhe City that day.

However, the sword light in the sky trembled again, emitting a terrifying sword cry, and another row of endless sword lights came from the nine heavens, piercing the bodies of those self-destructing corpses, and were instantly chopped into pieces of flesh and blood.

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In the sky, Wan Qing breathed a sigh of relief. They had naturally studied the methods of the corpse training sect. Now that they saw that the methods of the three people had failed and that they were protected, they were relieved.

Then, he stared at Lin Shiming, his heart itching with hatred.

If it weren't for Lin Shiming, if it weren't for Lin Xianzhi, no one here would be able to escape!

"There is something wrong with the sword array. Check your spirit beast!" At this time, the old man with the sword took the time to strike out with a sword and began to transmit a message to Wanqing.

His eyes glanced at Lin Shiming from time to time, with surprise and suspicion flashing in his eyes.

Some are not sure, and some are worried.

As if afraid that Wanqing would not be clear about it, the old man with negative sword added again:

"When he drew the vine, the sword formation opened a hole for some reason, but the poisonous mist blocked part of the perception!"

After the old man said this, he and Lin Xianzhi fought together again.

"Okay!" Wan Qing was also shocked. What the old man said made him suddenly nervous.

He quickly sensed the spirit beast, but at this time, Lin Shiming continued to control the poisonous dragon vine to attack!

For a moment, Wan Qing could only dodge in the air. The broad sword behind him did not dare to stop at all. A waterfall-like sword curtain danced around him. Under the force of the sword, all the poisonous dragon vines were crushed to pieces.
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To be continued...