Chapter 308: The Violent Taoist Yinlong, Ling Xudu’s CPU Is About to Burn Out

"Not coming yet?"

"Did Pindao just chop it crookedly? Or is the Wu Sheng Sword Mother so forbearing?"

Looking at the ferocious sword energy that suddenly rose and then disappeared on the top of the mountain, Yi Chen's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he decided to give it a little more intensity.

now.

The movement in front of Kunxu Mountain has attracted the attention of the Jianxie Sect monks. Someone rose into the air, scanning the world with his spiritual mind, and finally settled on the majestic purple-gold Taoist figure at the bottom of the mountain.

"Who is the fellow Taoist? Why did you raise an unknown master to invade the territory of our Sword Evil Sect?" An old man wearing black and white Taoist robes, carrying a black long sword on his back, stood up first, exuding the spiritual pressure of entering the realm of the Taoist True Monarch.

"The devil is so presumptuous!" There was also a sharp and angry voice coming from the sea of ​​clouds.

Yi Chen turned a deaf ear to this and did not respond, just some noisy insects.

Like an overlord, he held a halberd in one hand, suddenly pressed down, and struck out deep into the clouds and mist of the Misty Immortal Mountain in the distance.

Chi!

The huge glazed pole suddenly shot out, swelled up in the wind, and turned into a huge halberd that stretched to nearly a thousand meters in an instant.

The giant halberd turned into majestic energy sank into the clouds and mist, like a hot knife cutting into butter. With just one blow, most of the cloud sea was divided by the glazed golden halberd light.

This halberd has no other name, it relies on its strong strength and sufficient horsepower.

Vigorously miracle!

At this moment, the purple-gold Taoist's muscles flexed, and the two jade armors on his left and right arms were slightly dug into the flesh, leaving two dents.

Deep in the clouds, a huge red-crowned crane was hiding from the scolding demon. It was hit by the light of the halberd and exploded into a cloud of blood. Only a pair of slender beaks fell from the clouds.

The violent energy stirred up the sky wind, and for a moment it blew up the elite disciples of Jianxie Sect who were attracted by the huge movement and flew into the air, causing them to lose their footing and stagger around.

Yi Chen spread his fingers and clasped them together, and a pair of slender bird beaks falling from the sky were taken into his palms.

"The noisy bugs should be killed too!"

"What a presumptuous fellow, your devil has such a pure aura of pure Yang all over his body?"

"Nowhere in the body is tough, except for the mouth, which is a very good material."

The penetrating ability of Li Po Jing gives Yi Chen's Qi Jin the ability to concussion and explosion. After many times of strengthening, he can now still have a bird's beak left despite the destruction of his Qi Jin's aftermath, which shows that this beak is Very strong.

In a flash of thought, Yi Chen put the pair of bird beaks into the storage ring.

And the sea of ​​clouds that he split open returned to its original state at this moment.

"presumptuous!"

"Brother Dao first killed my son, and then attacked the gate of my Jianxie Sect. He killed innocent people indiscriminately and deceived my sect."

The figure of a beautiful woman with high bun and clear black and white eyes fell in front of Yi Chen in a few flashes, with a rather angry expression.

Wusheng Sword Mother never expected that she just asked Ling Xudu about the origin of the strong man at the foot of the mountain. After a while, even the mountain guarding spiritual beasts inside the mountain gate were slaughtered.

The reason why she still maintains so much restraint is actually because she felt the mountain-like aura of the person in front of her.

Ever since she saw the person in front of her, the sword with the spirit ghost on her body kept making buzzing warning sounds.

She knew that this person was anything but idle.

If it had been someone inferior to her, she would have struck him with a sword, and she wouldn't have questioned him.

"When did the world have such a powerful cultivator again?"

The Wusheng Sword Mother was filled with doubts. She searched all over her, but she couldn't find any master who had such a strange and wonderful method.

"You still have the nerve to question Pindao, Lord Wu Sheng."

"Pindao has just been out and about for a few months. Your great son actually bullied me, the head of the Hehuan Sect, and even tried to get involved with fellow Taoists. If Pindao hadn't accidentally discovered it when he was out of seclusion, wouldn't it be that Pindao would have dyed the Taoist bun on his head? Green?"

Yi Chen's eyes widened with anger, looking like a victim, "Your son only lost his head, but I, the master of Qinyun of Hehuan Sect, was forced to play the piano."

"This is too much. Jianxie Sect must give me an explanation for this matter!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Even if my son is at fault first, he has already paid for it with his life. Brother Taoist has not lost anything after all. Now kill my mountain-guarding disciples and destroy my sect's spiritual beasts. Today I also want to ask Brother Taoist to give me An explanation.”

The Wusheng Sword Mother was extremely angry and laughed back, her phoenix eyes filled with evil, "I have been ups and downs for a long time, but I have never seen anyone as arrogant as Brother Dao."

"Today, I invite my fellow Taoists to try the power of my Phoenix Evil Divine Sword."

Before she finished speaking, the sword behind her was already shaking and buzzing in its scabbard.

She had a cold nature, so she was not too heartbroken over the death of her parent and child, but if she didn't have a strong response to such an attack on the mountain gate, it would be better for the Star Sword Alliance to disband as soon as possible.

Without the bargaining chip of the Star Sword Alliance, how could she exchange for the 'Secret Technique of Obtaining Spirits' from the Holy Puppet Sect of Yulingling with the strength of her Sword Evil Sect?

Anyone who blocks her path must die.

A strange wind suddenly rose between the heaven and the earth, and a strange lightsaber suddenly sprouted with the body of Wusheng Sword Mother as the center.

"Are you arrogant? Didn't you see him today, fellow Daoist Wusheng?" Yi Chen looked at the sword behind the master of Jianxie, but couldn't help but grinned.

On the black sword, there was a faint aura of ghost power and evil energy.

It seems that what the passionate young master said is true. The spirit and ghost that enters the sword are indeed destined to him.

"Swordsmanship·Wind and rain roar!"

Wusheng Sword Mother is such a clear-minded person, she can tell at a glance that the person in front of her is just deliberately looking for trouble.

She pointed her fingers together into swords and drew them with her empty hand. Dense Zhangxu sword energy suddenly appeared in the sky, shooting toward Yi Chen like rain hitting banana trees. Along with the boundless rain of swords, there were bursts of ghosts crying and evil howling. .

"I'll give it to Brother Tao right now!" Wusheng Sword Mother's eyebrows were raised, her voice as cold as ice.

"The master's swordsmanship has taken another step forward. He condenses Qi with thoughts, gathers Qi to form a sword, and makes sound when the sword moves. Such cultivation is beyond the reach of this old man." The old man in black and white Taoist robes twirled a few sparse beards under his chin and admired.

In his eyes, Yi Chen is now a dead man.

"The Wusheng Sword Mother is very ambitious, but she is really amazing and talented. If she uses it well, it will definitely be a good sharp knife for our Yuling Shengpuppet Sect." Above the Misty Fairy Mountain behind the thick clouds, Ling Xudu's eyes were filled with emotion. There was a strange aura, and an inexplicable look appeared on his face.

"But who is the person who is provoking trouble? I always feel that this person looks familiar, as if I have seen him in the intelligence."

Facing thousands of sword energies, Yi Chen showed no panic on his face, and even had a hint of fanaticism on his face.

He thrust the holy halberd into the ground, opened his arms, palms, top of his head, feet, chest, and the rich glazed essence from all over his body emerged crazily, swirling, setting off waves of hurricanes, blowing the ground with all the grass, and for a moment, the ground was covered. Three feet deep.

This battle is a battle for his Yichengzi to show his power in front of the stage. Since the sword behind the Wusheng Sword Mother does not move, he will not use the holy halberd, so he can also test the quality of the Wusheng Sword Mother.

Both sides' unworldly moves were completed in an instant. It was too late to say, but it was quicker than that. Soon, the sword energy in the sky descended on Yi Chen's purple-gold body as if it had been guided.

The sound of ding-ding-dong-dong kept coming, and the boundless sword energy fell into the whirlpool of Ji Yuan, stabbing out sunken holes. In the end, the strength was exhausted and was shattered by the crazy circling Ji Yuan.

The sounds of ghosts crying and howling in the world, under the guidance of the sword energy, gathered into bundles and enveloped Yi Chen's figure. Thousands of demonic sounds were like hundreds of thousands of insects, trying to penetrate into his sea of ​​consciousness. When he got into it, he was shattered by circles of clear light blooming in his mind.

Astonishingly, the supernatural power of the Jingpo Realm is at work.

"Zhenjun Wu Sheng, Pindao is not very satisfied with this explanation."

"Please give me another explanation."

Yi Chen's eyes were blocked by the heavy sword energy, reflecting the figure of the Wusheng Sword Mother. He was standing with his hands behind his back, his face indifferent.

"Father, the intruder has such strong cultivation and ferocious physique. Can the sect master defeat this person?" A charming woman with a fairy bun rode the wind and came to the old man in black and white Taoist robes. Next to him, he hugged the old man's arm and gently rocked and rubbed it sideways.

The old man in black and white Taoist robes twitched his arm, but it didn't twitch. A soft and greasy touch came to him. His heart was shaken. Seeing that everyone was attracted by the battle in front of him, he did not continue. Instead, he frowned and whispered: "It's not that Well, don’t call me foster father outside, call me master.”

"Master, didn't you ask me to call you father inside? What should I call my disciple?" A charming voice suddenly sounded in the old man's heart. His words were loose and seductive, but he was still somewhat measured, using the method of sound transmission. .

"You...forget it, Yufeng, you don't understand. The sect master's method is not what you see in front of you. Now it is just a test. This person is unknown and has no name. Once the sect master's Fengxie Sword is released, it will not be released." Ten moves will definitely make it impossible for the person who calls the formation to come back."

The old man in black and white robes glanced at the charming woman in front of him, with a look of doting and helplessness on his face.

This woman was a female cultivator who was asked by one of his old friends to be accepted as his disciple. Her qualifications were not satisfactory, but she was very knowledgeable about the notebook "Three Thousand Years of Sword Art", so he reluctantly agreed. At first, it was just to deal with it, but Later he discovered...

"Yufeng, wait and see, the sect master has drawn the sword for the second time since the spirit ghost entered the sword."

"The first time I used the sword, I made an enemy flee in less than seven moves, and his body was severely damaged. This person's cultivation is not bad. I bet he can survive until he is defeated in ten moves."

"If he fights to the death and doesn't retreat for more than ten moves, he won't have to retreat." The old man in black and white Taoist robes slid a big jade-like hand vaguely along the foxy woman's inky hair, and the image of Jade Phoenix lying down had already appeared in his mind. On the brocade couch, her hair is spread out beneath her like a canvas.

The mist in her shallow eyes was cold and blurry.

Sometimes the black pupil is missing and the inner rim of the eye is completely white.

When he thought of this, his sword moved.

——

At this moment, the unparalleled sword that Wusheng Sword Mother carried behind her, the Fengxie Sword, also moved.

Fengxie sword comes out!

The sword lingers for three feet, and its sharp edge splits the sky.

Before the sword moved, the endless sharp energy cut the air spontaneously, causing ripples around the blade.

The simple action of drawing the sword made the skin around Yi Chen become slightly tense.

There was no strong visual pressure from the sword energy that filled the sky, but this sword made Yi Chen even more afraid.

A jade foot flicked to the ground, and the beautiful and plump Wusheng Sword Mother held an unparalleled sword. Waves of ghostly cries came from the sword, which was more than ten times more powerful and evil than before.

She nodded slightly, gathered her skirt and bowed lightly to Yi Chen: "This sword is the treasure of my sword evil sect. It is a two-mark Taoist sword. Wu Sheng uses this sword to pay homage to fellow Taoist."

"If Brother Dao unfortunately dies in this battle, I will give him a generous burial. The Hehuan Sect will only kill the first culprit and allow his legacy to continue."

Yi Chen pulled out the halberd in front of him and bowed in salute.

"Great Elder of Hehuan Sect, Taoist Yinlong, greetings!"

"My Taoist friend is a woman who is not inferior to men, and has a noble temperament. The poor Taoist admires her."

"If my fellow Taoist dies today, I promise to kill only the senior members of the Jianxie Sect and not destroy their inheritance. I will kill them all."

"Fellow Taoist, aren't you curious about the real purpose of Pindao's trip today?" Yi Chen's eyes flashed with strange color, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Is this important? Brother Dao, there is a reason why I have to come. My Sword Evil Sect is suppressing the Northern Territory and wants to establish the Star Sword Alliance. There is also a reason why I have to do this. Morality has never been true. My Sword Evil Sect will really succeed in the future. , there are great scholars who interpret scriptures for me, and so does Taoist brother."

"There is no morality in the world, only rules and order."

"Indeed, this is the most unimportant thing." Yi Chen chuckled, seeming to feel that his question was a bit stupid. At this moment, he felt a sense of recognition for the beautiful female swordsman in front of him. Of course, this A little favor won't affect him at all. Daoist Master Yi just hacked her to death.

A dead enemy is a good enemy.

The two were silent for a second, and lost their voice for a moment.

The onlookers either stood on the strange rocks on the tops of Kunxu Mountain, or relied on the wind to watch from a distance, all watching all this in silence.

This is the battlefield that belongs to Lord Jie Dao.

It is also a rare opportunity.

One second later.

The two of them actually took action at the same time.

"Spirit Evil Sword Formation·Divide·Cocoon Killing!"

The Wusheng Sword Mother let out a clear scolding, and the long sword in her hand suddenly flew up automatically, splitting into twelve black evil swords, with Yi Chen as the center of the circle, tightly surrounding it.

"The Overlord raises his halberd and swallows the sky and the earth!"

"Burn the seven emotions, burn the six desires, and the thirteen blazing pure yang are all empty!"

Yi Chen's fighting spirit was completely ignited at this moment.

He found the feeling of being alive again.

It was this sense of pressure that made his nerve endings begin to tremble with excitement.

kill! kill! kill!

It doesn’t matter anything, it’s just fighting.

At this moment, Yi Chen only had the purest fighting spirit in his heart.

On his purple-gold body, the three major tattoos of a ferocious dragon, a ferocious tiger, and a ferocious green bull became more lifelike.

The Wusheng Sword Mother's sword moves have demonic sounds entering the brain, and they also have supernatural powers. They have the ability to trap people, but they are best dealt with with a domineering body.

Divine power to promote luck.

Yi Chen raised his halberd to respond.

this moment.

The sword energy lingers for nine feet, and the extreme energy splits the sky.

Speed ​​versus strength, sharpness versus toughness.

Wusheng Sword Mother's hand pinched the sword secret, and Fengxie Sword's body turned into an ordinary sword energy, disappearing within the twelve huge sword lights.

Yi Chen's divine power urged him, urged him again, urged him again, and used his Wushuang halberd moves one after another.

Many extreme moves collided between heaven and earth, and the powerful power of Moyu met between heaven and earth, roaring, rubbing, and canceling out.

For a time, the wind was raging, and the wind was blowing across the mountains, but only the grass remained.

"Open the formation, launch the mountain-protecting formation!"

The old man in black and white Taoist robes changed his face when he saw this, and couldn't help shouting loudly. With a thought in his mind, a black sword-shaped command talisman suddenly shot into the clouds.

He, the third elder of the Jianxie Sect, used the command talisman of the Punishment Hall to activate the formation to the second level, but it was enough to withstand the power of Yi Chen's fight between the two.

The clouds and mist disappeared, forming a thick film like clear plastic, blocking the aftermath of the fight between Yi Chen and the overflowing power.

That's right, at the moment when the sound of the Pure Yang Thirteen Chi All Empty Taoist sound sounded, the old man in black Taoist clothes felt a burning desire to burn his body, and the fire in his heart rose. A strange wave blocked the sound of the Tao, and all the ordinary disciples of his Jianxie Sect would die in a matter of seconds!

The clouds turned into the formation. When the formation was formed, the old man in black and white Taoist robes wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and swept down the mountain. At this moment, more than ten disciples could not suppress their inner fire and were rolling on the ground.

Fortunately, the formation was opened in time, so no greater disaster occurred.

"Master, this, this person has bad intentions, can you really say that the sect master can win?" The charming woman's face turned pale. She stared blankly at the fierce battle in the distance, changing her previous frivolous tone.

"Yes... yes, no, the sect master is invincible. The sect master will definitely be able to kill this person."

"The sect master will not be defeated and cannot be defeated!"

As if he was trying to convince himself, the old man's tone changed from doubtful to firm. A stern look flashed in his eyes. He ignored his female disciple, who had studied "Three Thousand Years of Sword Art" very deeply, and turned around to head towards a mountain top.

The leader of the sect does not act like a man, but he is better than a man. Although he also plays tricks and tricks, he always keeps his word and keeps his word. He has set the rules for a one-on-one fight and a life-and-death fight, so he will definitely not be able to make a surprise attack.

But he, the elder of the execution hall, can.

For the sake of the sect, what does his personal honor and disgrace count?

You know, their Jianxie Sect still has a high-level cultivator from the Yuling Shengpuppet Sect here at the moment.

….

….

"Haha, I recognized it."

"Although it is more shocking than the description in the intelligence, there is no doubt that this person is the one with such a strange phenomenon."

"Zi Zaitian, Mr. Greedy Wolf Star, you are hiding so deeply. Taoist Yinlong, the great elder of Hehuan Sect, Mr. Greedy Wolf Star, and Zhang San, an abandoned disciple of Legalism, all of these are connected."

"The sect master once said that among the sixteen most powerful forces in Eastern Continent, the old fox Zizai Tianzhu ranks among the top three in terms of cultivation and scheming. He is one of the few people who he can't see the slightest clue about."

"This Lord Greedy Wolf Star is the True Lord of Jie Dao, but he is pretending to be crazy and acting stupid. Could it be that the little Hehuan Sect has some huge secret?"

"Or is it that Zi Zaitian made a move in advance and wants to secretly compete with our Yuling Saint Puppet Sect for control of the Northern Territory?"

People who play tactics have a bad heart. As the wisest general of the Yuling Shengpuppet Sect, Ling Xudu, who had just been promoted to the realm of Jiandao, had many thoughts and ideas. He had already made up countless conspiracies in his mind, but he was overthrown one by one.

As a strategist-like figure of Yuling Shengpuppet Sect, he was handed countless pieces of information every day, and the intelligence of Yi Chen, who had suddenly emerged, was naturally among them, leaving a slight impression on him among the vast sea of ​​information.

He never expected that all this was actually being acted out by a powerful Jie Dao master.

"Taoist Yinlong, are you crazy?"

"There is obviously a better way to accomplish this, but you keep popping it up from time to time. Are you trying to spread suspicion and attract our attention? What the hell is Zi Zaitian planning?"

Countless thoughts were tangled together, and even with Lingxu's brain power, his CPU was going to smoke and he still couldn't figure out what kind of medicine this greedy Wolf Star Lord was selling.

"What the sect leader said is true. The people of Zi Zai Tian are mysterious and mysterious. They really don't have a fuel-efficient lamp. That Lord Dou Mu Yuan is crazy and acts without logic. The same is true for Lord Greedy Wolf Star under her, and even more so with Lord Zi Zi Tian. ”