Immortal Sword Master

The loose cultivators who were fighting outside to plunder the properties of the villa continued to fight with the guards of the villa, and the villa with only a few talents was naturally far from being the opponent of the casual cultivators. Can only reluctantly rely on the strength of the formation to resist.

Lin Xin's heart was bleeding when he heard the voice outside. This is the accumulation of his villa for many years. Although most of the property has been used up, Xiao Lingling is also protected by the yellow shirt, but there are still many people in the villa that he has personally taught. Disciple, these most loyal disciples are being brutally slaughtered at this moment.

But the matter has come to this point, and there is no way to undo it.

The aura and the red flower sword had been mixed together at this time, the red flower sword was completely repaired, and his cultivation base also began to slowly improve.

And he was surprised to find that the red flower sword seemed to be promoted to a third-grade magic weapon. When the aura flowed through it, the aura fed back was more pure and huge, and the speed of practice was more than double that of before.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Soon half an hour will be here. The White Tiger Demon King stood up abruptly, seeing the real person holding the baby move slightly, he was about to get up.

Whoosh!

His body suddenly exploded a white cloud, flying towards Lin Xin.

The real person holding the baby is also not slow, without using a flying carpet, but with a turn of the body, it will turn into a black light in an instant, and it will disappear in a flash.

When it reappeared, it was already behind Lin Xin.

Just when the two of them were fighting at the same time, there was a soft sound of the red flower sword in Lin Xin's hand, and his lips moved slightly.

Hiss... Countless vines shot up into the sky, fiercely blocking him. Block the direction of the white tiger demon king.

On the other side of Daoist Baoying, a figure suddenly appeared to block the gap between him and Lin Xin.

It was a glamorous woman with black hair like a waterfall and a silver vertical line between her brows.

A mere divine way?

The woman raised her sword and swung it. The long sword in her hand seemed to split into countless pieces in an instant. With countless overlapping phantoms, it seemed to fall slowly and fast in front of the real person holding the baby.

Dugu Lin!!?? Daoist Baoying's face changed drastically, and he turned around and retreated.

Dugu Lin is a notorious murderer. When meeting her opponents outside, anyone who resists will only die, and almost no one is left alive. The aggressive methods are comparable to those of demon monks.

Just as he was about to leave quickly, he realized something was wrong. That Dugu Lin's sword had images, but no actual power, it was only created by that aura, moreover, Dugu Lin had always practiced the Yunxin Sword, using the traceless Heart Sword as the main means of attack. Facing a casual cultivator like him, all he needs is a look. As soon as the Heart Sword is released, it can be defeated. How can it be necessary to do so with all its strength?

Phantom? He suddenly understood, and looked at Lin Xin again, only to see him looking at him with a half-smile.

The Daoist is a cultivator of Shinto.... My senior sister Dugu is on her way here. But it will be there in a short while. The supply of incense needed by the Shinto, I will want to find it again in a while, but it is extremely difficult.... Daoist Think about it.

Dugu Lin...

The real person holding the baby's face darkened. There was hesitation in his eyes. He kept flying without killing anyone. He was afraid of being implicated, and he came here this time. The purpose of holding it is not the magic weapon...

As his thoughts flowed, he spoke slowly through voice transmission. And took out something from his arms, it was a piece of talisman paper.

Did you make this?

The two quickly communicated. It's all voice transmission.

After saying something, Lin Xin pondered for a while, but nodded decisively in an instant.

The White Tiger Demon King wrestled with dozens of rushing flower roots on one side, but he could break one flower root with each palm, and the situation probably wouldn't last for a few minutes.

Is this the power of a third-grade magic weapon? Good!! The White Tiger Demon King laughed wildly instead. A mere innate talent can use a magic weapon to temporarily entangle himself. It can be seen how powerful this magic weapon is. If Ji Qi was able to obtain the magic weapon, he might have a chance to avenge the hatred he was expelled from the Demon Sect back then!

Agitated by the aura, he jumped up and flew up, interrupted the last two flower roots, and shot at Lin Xin. At the same time, the real person holding the baby beside him also flew obliquely, rushing towards Lin Xin from another angle. The goal of both of them was the red flower sword.

hiss...

Dugu Lin's figure suddenly appeared behind the White Tiger Demon King, with a sharp blade in his hand, he stabbed at his back with a sword.

Even Lin Xin himself was slightly moved by the huge momentum.

Who! The White Tiger Demon King snapped back with his claws. But when he saw Dugu Lin collapse, it turned out to be just an illusion. Was crushed by his grasp.

Boom! !

Suddenly, a lightning-like black palm hit him hard on the front of his chest.

God palm!

With a buzz, a circle of talisman wheels exploded from the chest of the White Tiger Demon King, turning into a blurry silhouette of a king wearing a high crown.

The figure disappeared in a flash, revealing the complicated complexion of the real person holding the baby.

Hold the baby, you!!!

The White Tiger Demon King looked at him with a full face of anger, never expecting that he would attack him with all his might.

With a bang, his whole body was knocked off the stove and smashed into the pool of red coal below. Countless sparks sputtered into the sky.

Thank you, Master, for your help. Lin Xin also heaved a sigh of relief. Baoying had been hesitant, and he saw it, and the Shinto monks couldn't easily give up their business territory. The price of offending Xianmen is far more troublesome than the White Tiger Demon King.

He just sent a voice transmission to the other party, trying to persuade the other party, but unexpectedly discovered that the original intention of the other party was not to seize the magic weapon, but to ask him to inscribe the magic circle. This way it hit it off even more. As for the previous shot, it was just with the idea of ​​being greedy for petty gain.

And just now when the White Tiger Demon King was entangled, the two communicated quickly several times.

Taking advantage of the white tiger's move to snatch the red flower sword, Baoying is a decisive person after all. To be able to reach this level without the help of the sect, naturally he would not be indecisive. He resolutely attacked the White Tiger Demon King.

No matter what, it is in his own interest to take away the White Tiger Demon King first, no matter what the outcome is.

If that kid abides by the agreement, that's the best, if he doesn't, then the third-grade magic weapon belongs to him only, just take it away!

The two communicated again at this time.

Lin Xin admitted that he was a master of the inscription formation, and promised to make a magic weapon for Baoying. He also promised the villa to help him spread the incense. And a consensus was quickly reached.

Arriving here, Daoist Baoying sneered, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, he looked down at the Demon King, and flew down to throw stones into the well.

The brains of these demons just don't work well.

You idiot! If you don't have something in your hands, fight it inside first! The white tiger demon king roared from inside the red furnace.

He soared into the sky. It turned into a yellow-haired and white-fronted tiger, stepping on white clouds on all fours, and rushed towards the baby.

Things? What I value more is the owner Lin himself. Baoying said disdainfully. He has actually been observing the black market nearby for a long time, and recently discovered that there is a new type of resentment talisman. Three talisman formations are superimposed on one talisman paper, such a technique can only be possessed by a formation master.

It happened that I heard that there was a third-grade vision in the villa here. He came forward on his own initiative and inserted himself into a group of casual cultivators who followed suit. Unexpectedly, the owner of the villa is actually the so-called Dao master.

At this time, above the melting furnace, the demon king exuded white air all over his body, entangled with the baby like stepping on a cloud.

Baoying's fleshy palms seemed to be made of iron, and when he collided with the demon king head-on, every time a round of talisman wheels exploded, the power was extraordinary. And every rune wheel will have different types of aura explosions.

Sometimes it's fire. Sometimes it's ice, sometimes it's poison.

Being attacked first, the Demon King was also caught off guard. Several sternums were broken, and the practice of holding babies was still higher than him. But he is a monster, and he is better than a human monk in actual combat, so it is even.

But because he was attacked by the opponent just now, he hurt a little of his body. The balance of combat power is somewhat different.

The two wrestled for a while over the furnace, evenly matched. Baoying flew back quickly and let out a low growl.

disease!

Immediately, a black ring shot out from his sleeve.

The ring rotates, and the whole body emits a black light, like needles. Fly towards the other side.

The demon king opened his mouth and let out a stream of white air. The air flow was like a sword, hitting the black ring hard.

clang! !

Under the violent vibration, the black ring rotated at a high speed, emitting illusory images of turtles and snakes from the ring body. The turtles and snakes sounded together, and the power of the ring suddenly increased, and it was pressed down hard, breaking the white air.

Boom!

The ring hit the demon king's forehead, causing a big bump. He let out a miserable howl and flew away.

Dozens of flower roots reappeared, trying to block him, but in the state of a tiger, the demon king cut off a large area of ​​flower roots with just a wave of his sharp claws. Brutely broke out.

Lin Xin frowned, and looked at the real person again, but saw that his complexion was pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Thanks to the real person who took the shot, otherwise this time it would be really troublesome. Lin Xin suddenly understood that the real person Baoying also exerted all his strength and was injured by the shock.

You're welcome, I hope Master Lin will do his best for what you asked earlier. Daoist Baoying said seriously.

Naturally. Lin Xin nodded.

He looked to the lower right, where a slender figure slowly walked out, with a sharp iciness.

Senior Sister Dugu, after all, I don't bother you to take action.

Take me to make this trip for nothing. Dugu Lin was impatient, he arrived just now, thinking he could get some benefits, but he didn't expect this kid to be cunning enough to use her name to successfully solve the problem, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

Senior sister makes a move, the price is too high, and junior brother can't bear it... Lin Xin smiled wryly.

However, if the senior sister wants a third-grade magic weapon, the junior brother can promise to make one for you, and of course the materials will be taken care of by yourself.

Request? Dugu Lin suddenly became interested. She is short of a good sword.

Kill the White Tiger Demon King and those casual cultivators outside. Lin Xin's face turned cold.

Dugu Lin was taken aback.

You think highly of me.

It's not high opinion, but belief.

The moment Lin Xin saw Dugu Lin appear, he was also relieved.

Thinking of the troubles he might encounter, how could he not invite the strongest experts he could. So Dugu Lin will come naturally.

Interesting. Dugu Lin chuckled, and stepped out of the furnace.

The baby-holding real person floating beside Lin Xin was already in a cold sweat from fright, Lin Xin really didn't frighten him, Dugu Lin did come. Just a little late. (to be continued ~^~)