With a flick of his sleeves and robe, a magic formula shot out from his fingertips.
For a moment, Jiugongxu's sword was ablaze with aura, no longer entangled with the cyan sword light, but rushed into the valley.
"not good!"
The disciples of Jianhu Palace were shocked.
Although as Dongxuan-level immortal cultivators, they must have other treasures on their bodies, but without the three-foot green blade, the sword array would naturally be self-defeating.
And without the assistance of the sword array passed down from ancient times, how can they compete with the old monsters at the level of transcending tribulation with their own strength alone?
Many people have already given up.
After all, no matter what the level of cultivation is, no one is willing to entrust their life here.
As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood.
Even if he retreats and will be punished when he returns to the sect, no matter what, it is better than dying in front of him.
The monk with this idea turned back and fled.
Of course, there are also many disciples of Sword Lake Palace who are loyal to our sect. Even if the sword formation has been breached, they still have no intention of retreating.
They sacrificed other treasures one after another, and struck them together like a silver sword light.
There are hundreds of such people, and together they can be quite powerful. However, under the power of the Jiugong Xuyu Sword, they are like paper made of clay.
Those treasures were chopped into pieces almost as soon as they came into contact with the silver sword light. How could the sharpness of the Jiugong Xuyu Sword be resisted by the magic weapons of ordinary Dongxuan monks?
"act recklessly!"
Of course, there is no mercy for the enemy Lin Xuan, not to mention that there are so many of them, and together they cannot say that they are bullying the small ones.
"disease!"
Lin Xuan pointed his finger forward, and in a moment, swords from the Nine Palaces fell like rain, and screams could not be heard from the ears. Except for a few clever guys who escaped quickly, almost all the disciples of the Sword Lake Palace in the valley died.
Then Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves, and as soon as Qingxia flew out of his sleeves, rolling up in the valley, these guys' storage bags disappeared.
Although with Lin Xuan's wealth, the storage bags of a mere Dongxuan monk are nothing, but there are hundreds of them in front of him, which adds up to a large sum.
To put it bluntly, even if you don't use it yourself, it is a good choice to use it to reward your disciples. In short, it is wrong to waste it.
…
From the moment Lin Xuan fought with this group of Jianhu Palace monks, he destroyed the enemy in just a few breaths, and his speed of escaping light did not even slow down, and he was as powerful as a bamboo.
At the same time, on the top of a small island in Jianhu Palace's Lingyan Hu, there were nearly a hundred immortal cultivators gathered, all of whom were old monsters with distraction levels.
Especially the dozen or so people standing at the front were the later ones who had been discussing how to deal with the Yunyin Sect in the main hall.
At this moment, these people's faces were as dark as water, and their expressions were extremely gloomy.
"How is it possible that our Tianyuan Five Elements Sword Formation was destroyed by the other party after just one encounter? This is one of our sect's treasures, and it is very powerful. When did it reach such a weak point?" came the exclamation.
When the words reached my ears, I heard that the person speaking was a cultivator with a pale golden complexion. There were also a few silver lines emerging on his cheeks. At a glance, I knew that the skills practiced by this person were extraordinary.
"Hmph, I have long said that boy Lin's strength is extraordinary. Our sect is at odds with the Yunyin Sect, so we must treat him as a formidable enemy. We must not take it lightly. You think I am talking nonsense.
"Why, are you panicking now?" A clear and pleasant voice came into the ears, but it contained sarcasm. Needless to say, the only person who would say such sarcastic words at this moment is the woman in palace clothes.
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"Junior sister Zhou, you said that Lin Xuan is difficult to deal with, but you didn't say that this kid is already a cultivator at the level of transcending tribulations. Besides, our sect is in a critical situation. As one of the elders of our sect, what's the point of taking pleasure in others' misfortune?"
A loud sound reached his ears, filled with dissatisfaction.
"It's okay to take pleasure in others' misfortune. Isn't it true what I said? It's because you don't know how to live or die, so you have to take Senior Lin in your eyes. Now that you are suffering, how can you still blame me? Besides, I am not a god. I
How did you know that this boy Lin has been promoted again?" The sarcastic voice of the woman in palace attire reached my ears, and her tone did not show weakness at all. After all, although what she said was harsh, it was true.
It is obvious that these guys were careless and underestimated the enemy, but now they are blaming themselves. It is simply unreasonable.
"you……"
The big man in black was furious. Originally he had many scruples about this woman, but at this time he was so angry that he couldn't care so much. He immediately opened his eyes wide and shouted: "Junior Sister Zhou, don't go too far. No matter what,
You are a disciple of my Jianhu Palace, and when you speak and do things, why do you turn towards that Yunyin Sect monk? Could it be..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a scolding voice: "Wu, you dare to accuse me unjustly. Do you want to fight with me?"
"So what if you do it? Is Mr. Wu afraid of you?" The big man in black felt slightly regretful, but he couldn't take back the spit. He had already spoken to this point, and with so many fellow disciples around him looking at him, how could he still be humble?
"well."
The woman in palace clothes was furious. She flicked her sleeves, and a brocade handkerchief flew out from her sleeves. The surface was embroidered with flowers and clouds, all of which were extremely lifelike.
It doesn't look like a treasure on the surface.
"Okay, you even brought out the Purple Cloud Brocade. Wu needs to learn about Junior Sister Zhou's magical powers!"
The big man's angry and laughing voice reached his ears, and no unnecessary movement was seen. He stretched out his hand and slapped it, and the red light was like fire. Then the fire light gathered in the middle, and a celestial painted halberd emerged.
The surface is filled with red light, and fiery red runes are looming on its surface.
After a disagreement, the two of them were about to start a fight.
The atmosphere on the top of the mountain was almost frozen as the tension was tense.
"How presumptuous, what are you trying to do? There is a powerful enemy in front of you, and you don't want to fight back. But because of a few verbal disputes between fellow sects, do you want to use weapons against each other?"
The old man at the head was shocked and angry. These two guys were so ignorant.
"I……"
The two men were given a drink by the leader, and their heated minds finally calmed down. What the leader said was true. No matter what the reason was, it would be outrageous for them to start internal strife now that they were facing a formidable enemy.
Thinking of this, the woman in palace clothes glared at the big man fiercely, and with a flick of her jade hand, she put away the square brocade handkerchief.
"I was reckless."
The big man's face also showed a look of regret. Although he had a more violent temper among beings of the same level, he was still a cultivator in the distraction period who had lived for tens of thousands of years. How could he not prioritize things?
Clearly, now is not the time to fight with your fellow disciples.
PS: Happy Dragon Boat Festival, fellow Taoists! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)