Immortal Sword Master

Four hundred and eightieth chapters dark day fifteen

More than twenty miles away from the big formation, on a gray cliff.

Lin Xin was carrying densely packed sword blades like a huge fan, and quietly looked in the direction of the formation.

The formation of the six sects... has some skills,

There was no sadness or joy in his heart, no surprise or fear, but he just stood on the edge of the cliff so calmly, as if he was not facing the army of six sects, but just going out for a picnic.

Confrontation head-on, three magic weapons, I am indeed no match, but...

A sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Xin's mouth.

He raised his right hand, and a blood-red long sword rose slowly, hovering beside his hand.

Chi....

chi chi chi chi...

In an instant, within tens of meters around Lin Xin, blood swords rose up densely and slowly.

Dozens of sword blades are slowly rotating, and the body of the sword is engraved with countless patterns.

All the blades surround Lin Xin, with the tip of the sword pointing down, as if it has just been pulled out from the depths of the ground.

Lin Xin drew the sword formula in his hand.

Immediately, all the blades were flipped over, with the tip of the sword pointing upwards, pointing obliquely at the sky.

Brilliant Heavenly Might, Inflaming Earth Sha, Ten Thousand Swords and Feather Spirits, Transforming Blood to Return!!

The palms in his hands bloomed like lotus flowers in an instant, and countless handprints and sword formulas exploded in the blink of an eye, bringing out afterimages.

Lin Xin sharpened his eyes sharply, and finally his hands became sword fingers, and he moved forward a little.

hum.....

The sword fan behind him suddenly vibrated.

Chi Chi Chi Chi! ! !

In the blink of an eye, several sword blades shot up into the sky from behind him, turning into streaks of black light and flying towards the formation in the distance.

Even the dozens of blood swords floating around him also flew up, like a dense volley of arrows, flying towards the six large formations in the distance.

Looking at the sword group falling towards the distance like locusts from afar, the corner of Lin Xin's mouth curled up into a sinister smile.

Take out the Yuxian bow in your hand. He stepped forward, stepping into the void.

With a buzzing sound, the whole person suddenly disappeared in the midair of the cliff.

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Six big formations.

In the Suzaku camp, several monks were sitting together, with a black and white chess board in front of them, laughing and talking about playing chess for fun.

Suddenly, it seemed that someone heard a small sound coming from a distance in the air. The chess piece just picked up slightly paused. Did you hear anything?

The man frowned slightly.

What's the sound? Another female cultivator asked calmly.

It seems to be the sound of breaking through the air, something is flying towards this side.

The speaking monk frowned.

Several people suddenly looked solemn, and looked up to the sky.

Even if there is an enemy attack, we and the six sects will work together to create a large formation, and five ancestors will sit in the fortress and carry the sect's magic weapons. There is no need to worry.

One said calmly.

Perhaps it was Songlin's temptation? I heard that they are good at talisman swords, maybe they are the pioneers in this field?

One guesses.

Senior Sister Su Wan, what do you think?

Su Wan'e frowned slightly. In her memory, she recalled Lin Xin who was good at talisman swords when she saw the worm mother besieged and suppressed her party.

The Pine Forest Talisman Sword does have its strengths. In addition, it has accumulated well over the years. It is understandable to spend some resources to accumulate the Talisman Sword.

In fact, she has left Yufengzong and joined Xuanye Sect. Xuanye Sect is not optimistic about the alliance of the six sects this time, and she doesn't know why. She came here this time only as a spectator. Not shot.

Whether it's Liuzong or Songlin, the outcome has nothing to do with her.

With her current cultivation at the peak of Foundation Establishment, she was sent out more to find opportunities for her to achieve Golden Core.

I don't know what the Xuanye Sect thinks. They only sent Senior Sister Su Wan here. Songlin is just a mere faction. If they can withstand the combined forces of the six sects, they might not be willing to be lonely and unify the Nanfu. Battle, is there still a need to wait and see?

Look forward and backward, be careful and be afraid of getting into trouble. The Xuanye Sect has never been involved in many things, but this is also its flaw. If you want to get enough benefits, you must bear enough risks. Another monk laughed. His Xuanye Sect doesn't even dare to take such small risks, let alone other things. It's only natural to stand still and stand still.

Naturally, Su Wan could hear the whispered voices of these monks around her. The distance was too close, and her mental power was much higher than these people, as if someone was talking in her ear, and she could hear it even if she didn't want to.

In fact, she didn't know what Xuanyejiao was thinking. If she hadn't been looking for opportunities for her to form alchemy, Xuanyejiao would not even be willing to send a single person.

However, since the leader has a plan, how can you low-class bastards be able to comprehend it. Su Wan sneered in her heart.

She had an intuition that everyone in the Six Sects was dissatisfied with the Xuanye Sect not joining the alliance, but she felt that the person from the Pine Forest Sword Sect must have some trump cards. Inferred.

This battle will not end so easily.

She was determined.

Looking up, everyone could already see a group of small dots floating in the sky above their heads. It was a pair of blood-colored flying swords led by Heijian, and they were flying and falling towards the camp.

Amulet sword? The highest level of talisman sword in Songlin is the third grade. No matter how powerful it is, what's the use in facing Patriarch Yuanjing?

Someone couldn't help but sneered.

Some monks who were unhappy with Su Wan even secretly satirized her.

Xuanyejiao didn't join the alliance this time. After I waited for the six sects to carve up the pine forest, the strength and influence will rise to a higher level. He will regret it at that time.

Perhaps through this trial, we can see a trace of the confidence of the pine forest.

Su Wan looked forward to it.

For those gossips, she just pretended not to hear them, watching the rain of swords falling slowly above her head, her originally relaxed face gradually froze.

No, this is not the third grade!

She was startled suddenly, her figure quickly moved towards the side, her escape method unfolded, and she appeared on the edge of the formation tens of meters away in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the first black sword in Sword Rain touched the formation of the Six Sects.

The first black long sword chiseled like a steel needle piercing the tofu, and it was firmly inserted into the shield of the formation, hanging in the air without moving.

There was a pause for a second.

Boom! ! !

A huge, earth-shattering explosion exploded above everyone's heads.

The endless bloody flames seemed to be stained with blood on white paper. Dye the sky above the entire six large formations into blood.

The protective shield of the big formation vibrated violently, gathered the resources of six schools and formation masters, connected the earth veins, and connected the huge formations of the five ancestors of Yuanjing at the same time. It can be called the strongest third-rank formation.

But the strongest third-rank is still third-rank, after all, it can't break through to fourth-rank level.

It can resist a lot of three-level attacks. But it is invalid for the fourth grade level.

Just a black sword exploded, and the plasma-like flame instantly blasted a big hole in the sky above the formation.

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi! !

Dozens of swords rained down like arrows.

Boom boom boom! !

Every time a blade falls, it will explode in a terrifying explosion that shakes the ground. The blood-colored black magic flames sputtered wildly, and the magic flames at the level of the fourth-grade golden core permeated everywhere, igniting whatever it encountered.

In just a blink of an eye, the entire camp turned into a sea of ​​flames.

Many monks avoided resistance one after another.

Manna from heaven.

An old voice rang out from the Jin Yuzong camp.

It was Zhao Yunfeng.

He soared into the sky, and circles of green ripples vibrated around him. A delicate ancient long ruler like a gold casting was suspended beside him, shining with a faint golden light.

The green air dispersed, and countless raindrops fell one after another, hitting the magic flame and gradually extinguishing it.

The turmoil caused by many explosions was quickly suppressed.

Don't panic. It's just a surprise attack by a group of opponents, and there is a large array of guards. After blocking some power, the remaining power will not hurt us much. Zhao Yunfeng shouted coldly.

As soon as he spoke. However, the disturbance in the entire camp quickly settled down.

Although the attack just now was powerful, it destroyed many patterns in the six great formations. But it doesn't do much harm to the crowd.

Six sects brought middle and low-level monks this time, mainly to encircle and suppress the fish that slipped through the net in Songlin, but they didn't expect to be caught off guard by the opponent first.

Zhao Yunfeng felt a little annoyed, and was about to fly in the direction where Jian Yu came to check the situation.

However, his gaze inadvertently swept across the crowd in the camp. I saw a figure.

He suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and looked carefully again.

At some point in the crowd, there stood a strange man in black with four long swords on his back.

The man looked up and smiled at him. With his backhand, he pulled out the last golden long sword on the left.

Enemy attack!!! Zhao Yunfeng's expression changed, he let out a wild roar, the soul domain unfolded, he grasped the golden jade ruler in his hand, and hit the man hard on the head.

But it was too late. A master of Yuan Jing wanted to raid low-level monks, and it was as simple as eating and drinking.

Want to sell.

A light drink.

The golden light suddenly exploded.

This time it was a golden flame that was much stronger than Jian Yu before.

Countless golden fire balls spread out from the center like living things, and flew towards all directions.

The first people to be bumped into were a circle of monks standing beside Lin Xin. Where the golden fire passed by, all the monks were reduced to a mass of ashes in the blink of an eye.

The sun is really hot!?!

Xiao Yiran, the migratory locust needle of the Plum Blossom Sect, also appeared and floated in the air, her complexion distorted, and a pale white spirit enveloped her body.

But unfortunately, unless there is a completely matching rule soul domain, generally two soul domain rules cannot be superimposed in the same space.

The soul domain she released conflicted with Zhao Yunfeng, and the power did not have the effect of one plus one equals.

Seen from above, the entire camp turned into a Shura hell in an instant, and thousands of monks who came to crusade were instantly burned to death by the real fire of the sun.

The soul domains of the two Yuan Jing had no effect at all, facing the domineering Sun Fire, they could only try their best to slow down its speed and power.

But the weakened power is far from what these disciple monks can resist.

Xiao Yiran saw that his eyes were tearing apart. Many of these dead and injured disciples and monks had their own sects. The sun is really overbearing. Facing the monks below the golden core, it is simply a massacre.

This kind of real fire burns when it encounters objects, and even the aura of body protection is useless. The aura of body protection will even bring real fire into the body to burn due to the circulation of aura, accelerating death.

At this time, Zhao Yunfeng's gold and jade ruler also hit Lin Xin's head.

clang! !

Unknowingly, Lin Xin had an extra silver long sword in his hands, holding the long ruler steadily.

But the dense dots on the ruler sputtered out a large area of ​​golden light spots, hitting him hard like a rain of swords.

The sound of ding ding ding ding lingered for a while. (to be continued ~^~)

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