The sword was powerful and heavy, carrying the force of thunder, and struck Lin Mingyuan hard. This was the power of the sword cultivator, and it was also a blow that Elder Feng was proud of. Even though Lin Mingyuan had great supernatural powers, he would still be filled with hatred on the spot.
Lin Mingyuan mustered up his last breath of spiritual energy and waved his green sword again, maintaining the last line of defense.
Qing Ling watched this scene from the side, her eyebrows furrowed. He always felt that Lin Mingyuan looked very familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen it.
"Is this going too far?"
As soon as Zhao Xuan heard Qing Ling's words, the smile on his face disappeared a bit, and he secretly clenched his fists, but when he turned around to speak, he pretended to be a fake smile.
"Junior Sister Qingling, you don't know something. Lin Mingyuan caused us to almost die from the eyes of the devil, and he also colluded with the devil. Death is not a pity!"
Listening to these words, Qing Ling felt worried for some reason in her heart. She just nodded silently and left the place, as if she didn't want to continue reading.
"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that you are a disciple of Head Xing, I might have dealt with you as well!"
Zhao Xuan snorted in his heart, but still focused his eyes on the square. As long as Lin Mingyuan died, he would no longer have any worries in Shushan. As for the Jiu Sword Immortal Ji Dian?
It remains to be seen whether he can come back!
Lin Mingyuan's protective sword was broken through layer by layer. Faced with the sound of rolling thunder, he could no longer resist. The difference between the two realms was too great. If Lin Mingyuan, a monk in the early stage of the golden elixir, still had a chance to give it a try, it was a pity that Elder Feng
Obviously it's not that simple.
"Senior Brother Lin!"
Du Pangpang saw that the situation had taken a turn for the worse. Without thinking, he jumped in front of Lin Mingyuan and opened his arms to form a human barrier.
"court death!"
Elder Feng naturally didn't care about Du Pangpang's life or death. Killing Lin Mingyuan was his mission and must be completed immediately. His long sword stabbed Du Pangpang directly.
Do you like to help others block swords? Then I will send you to hell first!
A ferocious smile appeared on Elder Feng's face. He turned his sword edge and stabbed Du Pangpang's body. If he took another step forward, he would pierce the opponent.
"don't want!"
When Cai Die saw this scene, she screamed and was held tightly by Xu Wan behind her. If she didn't have the eyes to rush to the square at this time, I'm afraid the end would be extremely miserable.
The air seemed to be frozen, Du Pangpang was trembling all over, and the fat on his belly kept shaking, but he did not take a step back.
Clang!
I don't know if Cai Die's shout had an effect, but Elder Feng's sword suddenly stopped, his whole body suddenly stopped, and the offensive also stopped.
He stopped, put his hands behind his back, and looked around in surprise. Only Zhao Xuanyi saw that the hands behind Elder Feng were trembling slightly, and it was obvious that he had been severely injured.
"Who is interfering with my affairs in Shushan! Get out of here!"
Elder Feng's eyes were focused on a jade plaque on the sole of his foot. It was this jade plaque that hit his long sword just now, resolving Lin Mingyuan's crisis.
The jade tablet was lying quietly on the ground, looking so familiar. Elder Feng's expression changed. Could it be?
Sure enough, at the next moment, several figures suddenly appeared in the sky, with immortal winds and spiritual energy floating around.
One of the young men walked out first and ran towards Lin Mingyuan.
He looks young, but the two mustaches on his face look very inconsistent. He is exactly the different Ning Hentian in the eyes of the devil!
At the same moment, a burst of Buddhist chanting came from the east, accompanied by the sound of wooden fish hitting each other. Several monks dressed as monks showed their bodies and landed on Shushan Square. A young man walked out of them.
The monk, with his majestic appearance and a Zen staff in his hand, beamed with joy when he saw Lin Mingyuan's figure and hurried over.
"Fellow Daoist Lin!"
"Donor Lin!"
Lin Mingyuan was surprised by the two shouts of surprise. He didn't expect that Ning Hentian and Kunai, who had been separated for a short time, would go to Shushan at this time. It seemed that they were followed by many elders from the sect. Presumably, the jade plaque was Po Wangxian.
The palace master threw it and resolved the crisis.
"Kunai, brother Ning, why are you here!"
Lin Mingyuan watched the two old friends coming to his side. Just as he was about to reach out to greet them, he felt a tearing sensation in his chest, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out from his mouth again.
"Donor Lin! Don't move!"
Kunai was shocked, and quickly supported Lin Mingyuan with one hand. The pure spiritual power entered his body, making the latter's face look better.
"Donor Lin, after the experience of the Demon Eye, we were taken back by our respective sects, but we really couldn't worry about your safety. So after discussing this with Donor Ning, we hit it off and came to meet you!"
"That's right, Fellow Daoist Lin, you are too unkind. You don't reply to the message and there is no news at all. It really worries us to death!"
Ning Hentian was complaining on the side at this time. After the two returned to their teacher's school to recover from their injuries, they inquired about Lin Mingyuan's news. Later, they went directly together to Shushan to find out what was going on.
"This, it's a long story."
Lin Mingyuan gave a wry smile. He had been in a coma for five days since returning to Shushan. There was no chance to check the sound transmission jade talisman. However, seeing the worried looks on the faces of the two good brothers, Lin Mingyuan felt a warm current in his heart.
This is a fateful friendship. He has saved the two of them from danger several times in the eyes of the devil. Now they appeared in time and helped Lin Mingyuan alleviate the crisis.
"Who are these?"
Sensing the powerful auras of the monks behind them, Lin Mingyuan asked gently, thinking that the jade token was thrown by the seniors of Powang Immortal Palace.
"I, Huan Xingzi, had a relationship with Xiaoyou Lin once before. Do you still remember?"
An old man walked out from behind Ning Hentian. He was the messenger who went to Shu Mountain to deliver gifts to the young man who was mourning, Huan Xingzi!
A middle-aged monk also walked out behind Kunai. He had a string of huge rosary beads hanging on his body. He looked like a powerful man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his mouth was roaring like a lion.
"Amitabha, you are the Lin Mingyuan that Kunai said, yes, yes!"
Huan Xingzi laughed, pointed at the great monk and said.
"This is the master of the Luohan Hall of Foyin Temple, Master Mingzhi. The two of us have come together on this trip."
"Little friend Lin, I heard that you took good care of Hentian's child in the eyes of the devil. I came here today to thank you."
"Yes, Kunai, I would like to thank you, little friend Lin, for taking care of me. I would like to invite you, little friend Lin, to come to our Foyin Temple to have a talk."
The two powerful men from the Seven Immortal Sects came to Shushan Square at this time, and chatted with Lin Mingyuan as if there was no one else around, not taking Elder Feng seriously at all.
The two of them naturally noticed the scene happening in Shushan Square with their spiritual consciousness on the road, and their attitude now revealed is obvious, no matter who you are, Elder Feng or Elder Lei, just stay aside!
Several people in the square exchanged greetings, but the Shushan disciples below the field looked at each other. The outer disciples who were shouting so loudly now kept their mouths shut and did not dare to shout again.
What are the identities of these monks in front of me?
They are all the pillars of the Seven Immortal Sects, and the entire world of immortality trembles when they stamp their feet. Who dares to say something rude?