..As soon as the expert reaches out his hand, he will know whether there is...51o.
As soon as Lin Xuan fired these dozen flying swords, the contempt on the other party's face disappeared.
There was a hint of surprise.
Of course, there is nothing to be afraid of.
With a flick of his sleeves, he disappeared from the spot.
No, not only the whole person, but also the surrounding environment suddenly became blurred and fragmented. Then the nearby scene suddenly changed, and snowflakes fell from the sky.
The ground is crystal clear, and it has turned into a vast ice field.
Illusion?
No, he was transported to a closed space.
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank, he had experienced this before.
Although the incident happened suddenly, he was not panicked.
While releasing several treasures to protect the body, he extended his spiritual consciousness towards the surroundings.
However, nothing wrong was found.
No forbidden ambush was found near here.
Then what is the purpose of the other party getting himself into this closed space?
Lin Xuan was greatly confused.
Before the thoughts in his mind could be turned around, the space suddenly fluctuated not far away. Lin Xuan turned his head quickly, only to see the childlike and crane-haired old man emerging from the void, with an arrogant look on his face: "Don't be suspicious, I'll deal with you for nothing."
Disciple of the younger generation who is in the distracted stage, do I still need to set up an ambush and bring you to this closed space just so that no one can disturb you?"
This seems to be a reasonable explanation.
However, Lin Xuan was only half-convinced.
The world of immortality is cruel, with countless bloodsheds and intrigues. Although the other party seems to be a very proud person and does not lie, but he knows people and faces but does not know his heart. Lin Xuan dares to completely believe his words.
However, although he was doubtful in his heart, he was not afraid of anything. With a flick of his sleeves and robes, a magic formula shot out. In an instant, a silver light flashed, and the more than ten Nine-Gong Xujian Sword immediately emerged, like a strong wind and rain, like
The opponent rushed away with his stabs.
"Little tricks!"
The expression on Mr. Zhong's face was extremely arrogant. To be honest, although he could see that the dozen or so swords Lin Xuan sacrificed were not trivial, he didn't take them too seriously.
I saw him reaching out his hand and tapping the back of his head. He opened his mouth and a dazzling red light spurted out a fiery red gourd the size of a baby's fist.
"You stupid guy. He actually shows off a complete set of treasures in front of me, and he only has more than a dozen flying swords. He doesn't feel embarrassed to show off. How about letting you see the magical power of my sword gourd?"
"Sword gourd?"
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank, his eyes flickered, and his attention fell on the fiery red gourd in front of him.
I saw a flash of light from this treasure, and it actually grew bigger in the wind at an incredible speed.
Then a bang sound was heard in the ears, and a fiery red light beam spewed out from it. It was about the thickness of a child's arm, and its power seemed to be quite impressive... No, no, this was not a beam of light. After leaving the sword gourd, the surroundings immediately resembled each other.
Scattered, and then transformed into small swords one by one.
Lin Xuan's spiritual consciousness scanned it, and there were actually dozens of them.
However, this was just the beginning. The runes on the surface of the gourd were fluttering, the crisp popping sound could not be heard from the ears, and beams of light were ejected from the inside.
Each one spread out, and then dozens of fairy swords appeared in front of them.
In just a moment, the sky above his head was filled with dense flying swords.
A rough count shows that more than ten thousand may not be enough, but there are still three or four thousand.
Lin Xuan couldn't help but look sad. He had experienced countless storms and waves. However, this was the first time he saw such a treasure.
If it's a sword light, that's it.
The key is that those thousands of flying swords are all entities, and they are by no means comparable to the sword light condensed with magic power.
It is truly unheard of to have so many flying swords. Even if each sword is not as powerful as others, the large number is enough to make up for the lack of power of a single sword.
The thoughts in his mind turned around. How could Lin Xuan dare to be contemptuous and negligent? He no longer hid his clumsiness, and with a soft drink in his mouth, he used all the Jiugong Xuyu Swords.
In an instant, silver light shot out to the ground, dazzling to the extreme. Together with the dozens of flying swords that had been sacrificed just now, ninety-nine and eighty-one Nine Palace Xujian Swords came out at once, and the momentum was truly eye-catching.
Lin Xuan had so many natal magic weapons, which also surprised Mr. Zhong. There was a bit of surprise on his face, but it only passed by briefly and was soon replaced by an arrogant look.
No matter how many immortal swords the opponent has, how can they compare to his own sword gourd?
"disease!"
He raised his right hand and pointed forward with one finger. As he moved, a chirping sound penetrated the air into his ears, and thousands of flying swords were fired at the front.
If he were stabbed this time, Lin Xuanfei would turn into a honeycomb.
How can a fairy sword with less than a hundred swords compete with ten times the magic weapon?
This seems to be the case on the surface, but unfortunately, how can Lin Xuan be an ordinary monk?
Although he was surprised and doubtful in his heart, the movements of his hands were not slow at all. His fingers flicked and spells emerged one after another.
As he moved, the faint sound of a dragon's roar reached his ears, and then the fairy swords disappeared one by one, replaced by an extremely slender silver thread that appeared in front of his eyes.
Although it is slender, it is several feet long. It is shining with silver and looks quite extraordinary.
Moreover, this was just the beginning. Immediately afterwards, there were flashes of silver light, and silver threads emerged one after another.
In the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of extremely slender sword threads, densely covering Lin Xuan's body.
The number of treasures was not inferior to the treasures sprayed out by the opponent's sword gourd, and they rolled away like cutting in front of them.
Stab...
Soon, they collided with thousands of fiery red fairy swords, and the power of the Jiugongxujian Sword suddenly appeared. The fiery red fairy swords were cut into pieces as soon as they were covered.
From treasure to mortal iron.
"impossible!"
Zhong Lao suddenly changed his color. He knew his own magical power. Although there were many fairy swords sprayed out from the sword gourd, the power of each sword was extraordinary. It was not inferior to the magic weapons of ordinary monks in the distraction period, but they were no match for it.
The other party's magic power of turning swords into silk is a bit exaggerated. It is actually stronger than the disciple's description. No wonder there are more than 20 cultivators in the three sects who are in the divinity stage.
He would kill him and run away.
However, he was surprised and suspicious, but there was a bit of a sneer on his face.
So what if he was strong? After all, he was far behind him. Being against him was nothing more than a mantis trying to block a car. Thinking of this, he was brave enough. He didn't see any unnecessary movements. He just fired a magic formula. It was an incredible scene.
It happened, those fairy swords that were cut into two pieces flashed in the wind, and actually restored themselves, shining like new, and stabbed like Lin Xuan again. To be continued...
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