Lin Fei's outstanding performance is not a good thing for people outside, and it is not what they want to see.
Before, they thought they would definitely die under the attack of a bunch of geniuses, but in a blink of an eye, it was the boy in black who killed everyone. Three thousand immortal arts showed their power and gave them a heavy blow.
The representatives of the five major first-class sects already looked ugly.
Many of these genius masters are admired by them. Once their points reach the required level, they will immediately become one of their sect's disciples. Unexpectedly, in front of this immortal swordsman, a three thousand celestial technique almost killed seven of them.
Seven, eight, eight.
This is definitely a fatal thing!
Dynasty wars are a place for talent reserves. Every dynasty war is accompanied by killings, and many dazzling geniuses will appear, and these geniuses will become disciples of their sect, or even core disciples.
Lin Fei killed all their disciples in one go. These sect representatives already had the intention to kill people, which was tantamount to wanting their sect disciples to replenish their ranks.
A sect needs core disciples, and talented disciples are the first choice, and the rest are disciples with better talents.
They came all the way here just to choose disciples, but in the end they all died in front of them. They felt like they were slapped in the face and it hurt. Even though this person was the embryo of a peerless sword fairy, it still made them have murderous intentions.
The Heavenly Sword Saint's expression was cloudy and uncertain, his eyes fixed on the boy in black.
"The Great Cutting Technique is one of the top 100 immortal arts among the three thousand. People like this must not stay. Maybe they don't need to reach the Xuansheng realm to kill the saint."
what does that mean.
A monster's talent and frightening fighting power.
It took more than three thousand years for the Heavenly Sword Saint to be promoted to Xuansheng. This was because he had the support of the sect behind him and consumed a lot of resources. Moreover, it took three thousand years to become a Saint, which meant that he was already extremely talented.
Now compared with the other party, the Heavenly Sword Saint feels like he has lived like a dog.
It takes three thousand years to become a saint.
This kid is only a hundred years old, but he has reached this level. Perhaps five hundred years from now, his strength will be astonishing. Killing their saints will be like killing Xuanzong's Dzogchen, right?
The Heavenly Sword Saint is absolutely unwilling to see this kind of situation happen. Such people must be strangled in the cradle and not given the opportunity to succeed.
Suddenly, a joyful look flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Sword Saint.
"Ancestor is here. I know that the sect will not let go of such a peerless swordsman. This kid is dead."
Jian Qi, who has been paying attention to the Heavenly Sword Saint, couldn't help but feel startled. Even though it was a small movement, he could still tell the clues, "Something is going to happen. Based on my understanding of him, the Heavenly Sword Saint was so angry before, but now he is so angry."
Showing joy. If your guess is correct, the ancestor of the Sword Sect is coming."
Jian Qi knew very well what the Heavenly Sword Saint of Dao Sect would do.
This is a dynasty battlefield. Ancestor Xuan Emperor can't stand the guardians and will be killed if he breaks in rashly. Only Ancestor Sanxian, even if he is a guardian of Emperor Xuan, he has to give face to Ancestor Sanxian.
The Patriarch of Sanxian killed his opponent with just one sentence. This is already a recognized matter.
"What should I do now?"
Jian Qi didn't expect that the Sword Sect's Sanxian Ancestor would arrive so quickly, and it seemed like he would be here soon.
When the Sanxian ancestor of the Sword Sect arrived, Jian Qi really didn't know what to do. The guardians had to give him face, not to mention that he was just a saint and was considered inferior in the eyes of the Sanxian ancestor.
"Do we really want to watch the boy in black being killed by the Sanxian Ancestor?" Jian Qi frowned into a "chuan" character. His only hope was that the Sanxian Ancestor of his sect would feel it in time.
"Boy, you must hold on." This was the only thing Jian Qi could do.
After Lin Fei killed them all, except for some scattered ones who escaped, almost all of them were dead.
"Not enough, still not enough."
I originally thought that by killing them, Invincible Kenshin would be able to stabilize, but at this moment I still feel that something is missing, that it cannot reach true perfection, and that something important seems to be missing.
"No matter, let's pack up the loot first."
Lin Fei moved around, searching for a series of trophies.
"Ding, congratulations to the player for discovering the Three Thousand Immortal Technique, the Great Entanglement Technique, and gaining seven million points!"
"Ding, congratulations to the player for discovering the Three Thousand Immortal Technique, the Great Devouring Technique, and gaining 10 million points!"
Lin Fei didn't care much about the rest. After searching out the three thousand immortal arts, the mission reward came.
"Now my points have exceeded 31 million. Three Thousand Immortal Techniques are really my lucky star. If I can gather the real three thousand Immortal Techniques, it will be really powerful."
After discovering the Three Thousand Immortal Techniques, Lin Fei immediately chose to learn them.
It always feels like something is about to happen.
Although Lin Fei has not reached the level of foresight. After practicing Three Thousand Immortals, he feels something in the dark. It is a bad feeling. What is it specifically? He cannot feel it and cannot guess what it is. Strength
Not strong enough.
Lin Fei chose to learn the Three Thousand Immortal Techniques to be prepared, and there was nothing wrong with learning it anyway.
After learning two or three thousand immortal skills, Lin Fei was ready to leave this place.
Just as he was about to leave, a boundless aura swept through the entire bloody hell. Both the blood demon and the disciples of the dynasty were suppressed by this aura. The blood demon was already crawling on the ground, and the disciples of the dynasty persisted for a moment.
Then he also prostrated on the ground.
In front of this momentum, Lin Fei felt his own insignificance for the first time. He had to constantly use his true energy to resist the pressure of the momentum. Even so, it was quite difficult.
"This aura is more powerful than anyone I have ever seen. Even Emperor Xuan's aura is not as powerful as this aura." Lin Fei was horrified, "Who is this person? Is he the ancestor of Sanxian?"
Lin Fei was puzzled as to how such a strong man could appear in the bloody hell.
The changes in the Bloody Hell, the two guardians on the high platform, their faces changed drastically, they quickly tore open the void and appeared in the Bloody Hell.
The rest of the people also looked at each other, recognizing this aura.
"This is clearly the breath of Sanxian."
"What the hell is going on? That loose immortal has gone to bloody hell."
When everyone's eyes fell on the boy in black, they immediately understood what was going on.
This is the action taken by the Sanxian Ancestor.
Apart from the Patriarch of the Sanxian, who dares to be so domineering and directly enter the bloody hell with tyrannical strength? Who else but the Patriarch of the Sanxian?
The momentum and pressure came rolling in.
Lin Fei's Qinglong real body was cracked with holes, and blood was flowing out. It kept recovering, kept opening the wounds, and kept going back and forth.
"Ancestor Bai Ming."
While Lin Fei was struggling to resist, two figures appeared not far away, one black and one white, two Xuan Emperors.
When Lin Fei saw these two figures, his pupils shrank, and he finally knew who he had met.
Who could make Emperor Xuan be polite but the Patriarch of Sanxian?
The middle-aged man in white clothes, white face, white eyebrows, and white hair walked out of the void step by step, and this step was an endless distance. With each step left behind, the void collapsed layer by layer, leaving behind a series of domineering knives.
The glow lasts for a long time.
This person is none other than the Sanxian ancestor of the Sword Sect—the Bai Ming ancestor.
"Ancestor Bai Ming, the Sanxian Ancestor of the Sword Sect."
Everyone was shocked.
The Heavenly Sword Saint really invited the Sanxian Ancestor out.
For the sake of a peerless swordsman, the ancestor of Sanxian died in person.
They dare not even think about this kind of thing. What kind of existence is the Sanxian Patriarch? It is the highest existence on the continent, and it is difficult to meet him in ordinary times.
The Heavenly Sword Saint had no expression on his face, with the words "I'm very happy" written on his face. He was even surprised by the appearance of Patriarch Bai Ming. A random ancestor would be enough, but he didn't expect Patriarch Bai Ming to show up.
Soon, the Heavenly Sword Saint figured out why Patriarch Bai Ming appeared.
Thousands of years ago, Patriarch Bai Ming's closed disciple died at the hands of that swordsman. If Patriarch Bai Ming had not been distracted while refining an important treasure, there would have been a great war.
"Ancestor Bai Ming is here. Even if that kid has the power to reach heaven, he can't even think of escaping from his hands. What Ancestor Bai Ming hates most is the sword immortal, especially the peerless sword immortal."
The Heavenly Sword Saint couldn't help but shudder.
"Ancestor Bai Ming, why is he here?"
Jian Qi's heart sank. He also knew the ancestor Bai Ming, and there was a record of it in the Sword God Sect.
Ancestor Bai Ming was the worst-tempered and unreasonable among the Loose Immortals of the Sword Sect. He was also the one who was least likely to become a Loose Immortal back then. However, he survived the catastrophe and became a Loose Immortal. It is said that he has already
He is a Two-Tribulation Loose Immortal.
If you successfully survive the heavenly tribulation, you will become a heavenly immortal; otherwise, you will become a loose immortal.
The Loose Immortal will face the Loose Immortal Tribulation. There are nine tribulations in total, which occur once every five thousand years. After passing through, the strength will be stronger and there will be another five thousand years to prepare. Otherwise, they will die under the Loose Immortal Tribulation.
It would be fine if it was an ordinary loose immortal, but now he is a two-tribulation loose immortal. No one here can stop him. He is too strong.
The Heavenly Sword Saint was so ruthless that he even invited the Bai Ming Ancestor. This was definitely not giving the other party a chance to resist.
Jian Qi glanced hard at the Heavenly Sword Saint.
In order to deal with a boy in the Xuanhuang realm, sending out a Two-Tribulation Loose Immortal would probably make people laugh if word spread about it. However, Patriarch Bai Ming was unreasonable.
No one will laugh, because everyone who laughs is dead.
"What, you two want to stop me?" Patriarch Bai Ming glanced over.
The hearts of the two Xuan Emperors were shocked, and their bodies were also shocked. One sentence actually contained endless sword intent, which made it difficult for them to resist. After all, they were the middle and late stage Xuan Emperors. They didn't expect to be so unlucky. If the ancestor Bai Ming wanted to kill him,
It's easy for them, they have no ability to resist.
If they didn't have the status of guardians, they would have died at the hands of ancestor Bai Ming.
"Ancestor is joking, how dare we stop him."
Patriarch Bai Ming said, "That's just right."
The white-clothed Emperor Xuan and the black-and-white Emperor Xuan looked at each other and felt helpless. They left the Bloody Hell directly.
The situation was out of their control. Facing Patriarch Bai Ming, they had no idea of taking action. They had been suppressed by the sword's will.