Chapter 3252

Naturally, Lin Xuan would not miss such a good opportunity.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, a formula shot out from the fingertips.

Jiugong Xujian's aura was powerful, and he no longer entangled with the blue sword light, but flew into the valley scrambling to be the first.

"not good!"

Those Jianhu Palace disciples turned pale with shock.

Although as immortal cultivators of the Dongxuan level, they must have other treasures on their bodies, but without the three-foot green blade, the sword array would naturally collapse without attack.

And without the assistance of the sword array passed down from ancient times, how can they compete with the old monsters of the crossing robbery level only by their own strength?

Many people have retreated in their hearts.

After all, no matter what the cultivation level is, no one is willing to confess their fate here.

As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of running out of firewood.

Although retreating at this point, he will be punished after returning to the sect, but no matter what, it is better than falling before his eyes.

The monk with this thought turned around and fled.

Of course, there are also many Jianhu Palace disciples who are loyal to their sect. Even if the sword formation has been breached, they still have no intention of retreating.

They sacrificed other treasures one after another, hitting them like a silver sword light in unison.

There are hundreds of people like this. Together, the momentum is considered majestic, but under the power of Jiugong Xuyu Sword, it is like mud and paper.

Almost as soon as those treasures came into contact with the silver sword light, they were cut to pieces. How could the sharpness of the Jiugong Xuyu sword be resisted by the magic weapon of ordinary monks in the Dongxuan period.

"act recklessly!"

Of course, he didn't show mercy to the enemy Lin Xuan, not to mention that there are so many of them, and they can't say that they are bullying the small with the big.

"disease!"

Lin Xuan pointed forward, swords fell like rain from the Nine Palaces, and the screams were endless. Except for a few clever guys who escaped quickly, almost all the disciples of Jianhu Palace in the valley fell.

Then Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves, and as soon as Qingxia shot out from his sleeves and rolled up in the valley, the storage bags of these guys had disappeared.

Although with Lin Xuan's wealth, the mere storage bags of monks in the Dongxuan period are nothing, but there are hundreds of them in front of him, and they add up to a considerable amount.

Taking a step back, even if you don't need it yourself, it's a good choice to use it to reward disciples. In short, it's wrong to waste it.

...

Since Lin Xuan fought against this group of Sword Lake Palace monks, it took him only a few breaths of time to wipe out the enemy, and his speed of escaping light did not even slow down, and his momentum was like a broken bamboo.

At the same time, on the top of a small island in the Lingyanzhihu of Jianhu Palace, there are nearly a hundred immortal cultivators, all of whom are old monsters at the distraction level without exception.

Especially the dozen or so standing at the front are the late existences who discussed how to deal with Yun Yinzong in the main hall.

It was at this moment that these people's faces were as heavy as water, and their expressions were extremely gloomy.

"How is it possible that the Tianyuan Five Elements Sword Formation of our sect was smashed by the opponent in just one face-to-face effort. This is one of the treasures of our sect's suppressing sect. It is very powerful. When did it reach such a weak point." The exclamation came In the ear, the person who spoke was an immortal cultivator with a pale golden complexion, and there were a few silver lines emerging on his cheeks. One could tell at a glance that this person's cultivation skills were extraordinary.

"Hmph, I have said long ago that the strength of that Lin boy is extraordinary and refined. Our sect and Yun Yinzong have a bad relationship. He must be treated as a great enemy. You must not take it lightly. You think that this concubine is talking nonsense. Why, are you panicking now?" A clear and pleasant voice came to my ears, but there was a hint of sarcasm in it, needless to say, the only one who would say such sarcastic remarks at such a moment is the woman in palace attire up.

"Junior Sister Zhou, you said that Lin Xuan was difficult to deal with, but you didn't say that this kid is already a cultivator at the level of crossing the catastrophe. What's more, the situation in our sect is critical. As one of the elders of our sect, what is the reason for gloating at others' misfortune?" An angry voice came to the ears, filled with dissatisfaction.

"Gloating, so what, what I said by myself is not the truth, you are the ones who don't care about life and death, and you must put this senior Lin in your eyes. Now that you have suffered, don't you blame me, not to mention that I am not a god, I How do you know that this boy Lin has advanced again?" The woman in palace costume's bitter and mean voice came to her ears, and the tone of her voice did not show any weakness, after all, although what she said was mean, it was true.

It is obvious that these guys carelessly underestimated the enemy, but now they blame themselves instead, which is simply unreasonable.

"you……"

The big man in black was furious. Originally he had a lot of scruples about this girl, but at this moment he couldn't control it so much because of his anger, and 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, you talk and do things, but why are you talking to that Yunyinzong monk, could it be..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a coquettish scold: "Wu, you dare to wrong me. Do you want to fight this fairy?"

"So what if you do it, is Wu afraid of you?" The big man in black felt a little regretful, but he couldn't take back his saliva. He had reached this point, and with so many fellow disciples around him watching, how could he have the face to give in?

"well."

The woman in palace attire was furious, and when she flicked her sleeves, a brocade handkerchief flew out from the sleeves, embroidered with flowers and clouds on the surface, all of which were extremely lifelike.

There is no treasure on the surface.

"Okay, you even took out the Ziyun Brocade, so Wu wants to learn how Junior Sister Zhou's supernatural powers are!"

The sound of the big man laughing back in anger came to the ears, and his unnecessary movements were not seen. He stretched out his hand and clapped, the red glow was like fire, and then the fire gathered in the middle, but a celestial painted halberd emerged.

The red glow on the surface flowed thinly, and fiery red runes loomed on the surface.

There was a disagreement, and the two of them were on the verge of fighting.

The sword was tense, and the atmosphere on the top of the mountain was almost frozen.

"Presumptuous, what are you going to do? The enemy is in front of you, and you don't want to retreat from the enemy, but because of a few quarrels between the same sects, do you want to fight each other with swords?"

The old man in the lead was shocked and angry, these two guys really didn't know what to do.

"I……"

The two were drunk by the head, and their feverish minds finally calmed down. What the head said was true, no matter what the reason is, it would be too shameful for them to have internal strife now that the enemy is in front of them.

Thinking of this, the woman in the palace costume gave the big man a hard look, and with a flick of her jade hand, she put away the Fang brocade handkerchief.

"I was reckless."

The face of the big man also showed regret. Among the existences of the same level, although he is the one with a more violent temper, he is also a distracted immortal cultivator who has lived for tens of thousands of years. Clearly, now shouldn't be the time to fight against fellow sects.

PS: Happy Dragon Boat Festival, fellow Taoists!