Urban Medical Martial Immortal Zun

Lin Tian followed the mountain wall pointed by Huang Yang, probed it with his spiritual sense, and immediately sensed the fluctuation of the formation above.

And if the spiritual consciousness spreads inside, it can detect a space inside.

inside.

Under the cover of Lin Tian's spiritual consciousness, he could see all kinds of medicinal herbs, spiritual herbs, exercise books, magical instruments and spiritual stones of different qualities on display.

Most of the spirit stones are broken spirit stones, and there are many low-grade spirit stones in the rest.

There are only a dozen middle-grade spirit stones, but no top-grade spirit stones!

But these spirit stones are superior in number, at least a thousand or so by visual inspection.

Although the low-grade spirit stones are a drop in the bucket for Lin Tianxiu's improvement, the victory lies in the considerable quantity!

"Let's go down!"

Lin Tian was in a good mood, chuckled, and jumped down directly leading Dong Quansheng and Huang Yang.

"Young Master Lin, what's the solution to this formation?"

When standing in front of the mountain wall, Huang Yang glanced back at Lin Tian and said in a low voice.

only.

Lin Tian didn't respond to him, but smiled slightly, raised his hand to make a tactic, and hit a series of patterns against the mountain wall.

"This is……"

Huang Yang's eyes widened in an instant, with a look of shock on his face.

Dong Quansheng on the side was equally horrified.

Lin Tian's strength is terrifying, and his medical skills are astonishing. These two things make him astonished as a heavenly man.

But now, he knows how to form a formation!

Is there anything else Young Master Lin doesn't know?

Dong Quansheng took a deep breath and sighed secretly.

And at the same time.

Liang Yuge had already brought Ning Xiaofeng and others to the side of the main hall square of Youhong Island.

Around the square, inside the square, is a mess.

The tragic scene of fighting is shocking.

At this time, Fei Chuyun, the suzerain of Youhong Island, led a group of masters from Youhong Island to defend against the attacks of two or three hundred people outside the mountain gate.

Among those people, there are island powerhouses in kimonos, and Yin-Yang Guizong monks in Zongmen uniforms!

A group of monks on Youhong Island, relying on defensive formations, are resisting the attacks of those people.

The Suzerain of Youhong Island, Fei Izuyun, has a mid-Golden Core cultivation base, and there are a group of elders, two early-Golden Cores, and many fake Elders!

Only the top sects possess such a background!

But at this time.

Facing the attack of those people outside, the entire main hall of Youhong Island is already in jeopardy.

Gui Chuan, the suzerain of the Yin-Yang Ghost Sect who attacked over there, also has a mid-Gold Core cultivation base, and there are three Golden Core monks following him!

And the most frightening thing is that among those island country powerhouses who shot together, there are three king-level sword warriors!

Island country cultivators are generally divided into three lines: imperial warriors, ninjas, and sword cultivators!

Sword repair, also known as sword warrior!

Generally, they use samurai swords as weapons, and specialize in the way of swordsmanship!

The cultivation realm of sword warriors in the island country is divided into swordsmen, sword masters, master sword warriors, king sword warriors, emperor sword warriors, holy sword warriors, etc.!

The strength of a swordsman is generally equivalent to the strength of the first to fourth or fifth levels of Qi Refining!

A powerful swordsman is equivalent to about the ninth level of Qi Refining!

And a master-level swordsman is already equivalent to the strength of a monk in the foundation period!

The strength of a king-level sword warrior is roughly equivalent to that of a golden core monk, and the strength of a high-level king-level sword warrior is even comparable to that of a fake infant!

Further up, there are imperial-level sword warriors, with such strength, they can fight with Nascent Soul Stage monks!

And in front of you.

Among the three king-level sword warriors who appeared, the leader who did not make a move hung in the air a few meters above the ground, with his hands behind his back.

It was a man wearing a black kimono sword samurai uniform. There was a burst of sword energy under his feet, which could make him volley in the air a few meters away.

certainly.

This is far, far away from the real flying sword or stepping volley of the Jindan cultivator.

But this guy's strength is terrifying, and his aura is comparable to that of a fake infant monk!

Standing there, he gave people a terrible coercion.

He stared at Fei Chuyun and the others with ferocious eyes, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Youhongdao (Youhong Island), lowly Huaxia sect and monks, are you still dying?"

Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, the leader of the island king-level sword warrior said fiercely to Fei Chuyun and others.

"Low Huaxia cultivator, if you surrender, you still have a chance to survive!"

Many monks from other island countries all started to drink loudly.

The Yin-Yang Ghost Sect monks who followed behind were all sullen and complicated.

On Youhong Island, Fei Chuyun and the others all had expressions of anger on their faces, and murderous intent in their eyes.

"Damn islanders, you are the only ones who don't deserve to be called humans! Beasts are not as cruel as you!"

At this time, a young man beside Fei Chuyun stood up and shouted angrily.

If Lin Tian was here, he would definitely recognize this guy, he was Song Yuanhui, the number one disciple of the younger generation in Youhong Island!

"Surrender? Don't think about it!"

Fei Chuyun sneered, and then he looked at Gui Chuan, the patriarch of the Yin-Yang Ghost Sect, and said, "Guy Chuan, you really are a group of people who are neither human nor ghost, and you are willing to be others' lackeys without knowing it! I, Youhong Island, believed your nonsense, and almost fell for it!"

"Hmph! Running dogs? Fei Chuyun, it's because you don't understand the overall situation!"

Gui Chuan replied coldly with faint green light shining in his eyes.

He turned his head and glanced at the three king-level sword warriors, with a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.

His Yin-Yang Ghost Sect has been lurking for so many years, is he really a running dog?

of course not!

He is very clear about one thing, even the island country's world-cultivating powerhouses are just pawns of those above!

Their Yin-Yang Ghost Sect is also someone else's pawn!

However, in this world where the strong are respected, if you are not strong enough, then you are someone else's pawn!

Either obey or die!

There is no other choice!

"Sanada Shang-kun, I can't wait to attack, please take action!"

Soon, a king-level swordsman turned around and said respectfully to the man in black military uniform who hadn't made a move.

The man nodded slightly.

Then he looked at Fei Izuyun again, and said in a hoarse voice: "This seat, Sanada Yota, comes from Kanna Palace! I am a high-ranking king-level sword warrior! Friends in the sword repair world call me the number one under the emperor-level sword warrior People! This seat has always felt that it is overrated! But this seat is also quite confident, so I just have a try right now, to see if I can break the ancient formation that you have inherited from Youhong Island!"

talking.

Sanada Yota has already slowly pulled out the samurai sword from his waist.

The arc-shaped samurai sword, flashing bursts of light, crackled in the void space, vaguely distorting the sudden change of the sword body.

Same time.

Many of the island nation's powerhouses and Gui Chuan and others who shot stopped.

"Xinglei Cross, cut!"

Sanada Yangtao opened his eyes suddenly, his whole body burst with sword energy, and there were strands of electric light attached to it, and several meters long sword energy burst into the sky on his samurai sword.

As soon as he shouted angrily, the sword had already slashed at the formation.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Fei Chuyun, who was defending on the opposite side, was horrified and roared at Song Yuanhui and the others.

rumbling~

But Sanada Yangtai's sword had already been cut off, as if to tear a terrifying gap in the void, and the formation had also been torn apart by the great sword.

The terrifying sword energy sent Song Yuanhui and others flying.

Fei Izuyun, who was facing Sanada Yangtai's attack, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, staggered and flew back a distance before half-kneeling on the ground.

There are one after another sword marks on his body, ferocious and terrifying, with blood seeping through.

At the same time, on the ground of the square in front of him, there was a crack that was about the size of a palm and more than ten meters long.

The sword energy directly penetrated the stone slabs of the square and hit the ground.

And the ground floor happened to be the Treasure Pavilion on Youhong Island.

Lin Tian has already cracked the formation of the Treasure Pavilion.

Although the formation is a defensive formation, it is very strong, but in Lin Tian's view, it is just a tattered layer of paper. ,

As soon as he opened the mountain gate of the Treasure Pavilion, he happened to see the sword energy blast down.