Chapter 405: Bloody Battle

Seemingly powerful enemies, when you really face them, you find that they are nothing more than that.

Lin Mu is like this now. He has always stood in the Tianxiao Realm, like half of a giant. The Yuling Sect was actually killed by the four of them.

Four of the six Jindan-stage elders have already fallen!

All this happened in an instant. When the remaining two elders reacted, they were surrounded by Lin Mu, Luo Yan, and Shi Weihan!

Feng Shui turns around, and now the situation is reversed. If the two of them lose, the entire Yuling Sect will be declared extinct!

Without a leader, they are like a pile of loose sand. This is the reason why the Yuling Sect lost.

Yin Xin avoided Ren Liang and came to the Yuling Sect to attack its weak spot. Several elders of the Yuling Sect could have had some slight advantages, but the appearance of Lin Mu completely broke the balance. It was because of Lin Mu's accident that everything changed.

And what changed was not only the victory or defeat, but also the rise and fall of the sect!

The two Jindan-stage elders of Yuling Sect were besieged by three people and were struggling to survive. However, they were covered with wounds and would die in a short while!

At this time, an elder shouted to the disciples below: "Quick! Go together and besiege them! Otherwise, we will all die!"

Another elder said: "The master is coming back, we have to hold on!"

As soon as the two elders finished speaking, the offensive of Lin Mu and the other two increased. One of them was chopped off by Shi Weihan's sword, and his body was split in two in mid-air and fell to the ground.

Nearly a thousand Lingji-stage disciples below reacted and urged their flying swords to come to the rescue.

In an instant, thousands of flying swords, shining brightly, attacked together. The tide-like offensive engulfed Lin Mu and the other two.

The surviving Jindan-stage cultivator hurriedly withdrew. He was still in shock, but he had to start commanding the disciples to attack. Under his command. Nearly a thousand Lingji-stage disciples exerted unimaginable power.

Lin Mu wandered in the sword tide, and the black gold sword occasionally chopped off a flying sword, but soon, more flying swords attacked, making it impossible to defend against.

When the number advantage is too great, the strength gap is completely made up.

If the three were not all top masters, ordinary Jindan stage cultivators would have fallen from mid-air long ago.

Yin Xin and the thousand-year centipede were still in a stalemate, with no winner. The flying swords of the spiritual silence stage cultivators attacked him, and they all flew back automatically, unable to get close to him.

Lin Mu supported himself. Just now, the three of them had the upper hand, but in a moment, they were surrounded again. The changes in the battle were not what he could have expected.

This was not the worst.

What was even more tragic was that after this wave of flying swords, a large group of spirit beasts flew over, a full thousand spirit beasts, all of which were as powerful as the spiritual silence stage cultivators!

The roars of beasts shook the earth, and all kinds of spirit beasts, like wild horses, surrounded Lin Mu and the other two.

The reputation of Yuling Sect is well-deserved, and the spirit beasts are no less powerful than the cultivators.

Looking at these spirit beasts, Lin Mu was shocked. He was shocked because, on the one hand, these spirit beasts were too powerful, and on the other hand, the spirit beasts raised by these Lingji cultivators were all extremely powerful. Why didn't the Jindan cultivator who just died summon his own spirit beasts?

Even the last surviving Jindan cultivator didn't summon his own spirit beasts.

Otherwise, with the combat power of more than ten Jindan cultivators in Yuling Sect, the four of them would not be able to take advantage anyway.

Now the situation is that the Jindan cultivators of Yuling Sect were almost wiped out by them!

Why?

Where did those Jindan-level spirit beasts go?

Without thinking about this problem, Lin Mu began to deal with the danger in front of him.

He couldn't help but feel lucky that he had sneaked up beforehand and killed three or four Jindan-stage cultivators in one fell swoop. Otherwise, if the Yuling Sect had let these Lingji-stage cultivators rush up to besiege them at the very beginning, their hope of leaving would be really slim. Even now, it is not easy to get away easily.

Just using the Xuanjin Sword to resist, Lin Mu felt that the spiritual power in his body was like a tide, pouring out continuously.

The number advantage of the Yuling Sect was really too huge!

After taking a bottle of Millennium Spirit Milk and drinking it, Lin Mu once again used the Zhantian Divine Sword for two consecutive shots.

Two golden giant swords slashed out, and all the spirit beasts attacked were cut in half at once wherever the sword light went!

This attack killed dozens of level 5 and 6 spirit beasts!

"Let's separate." Luo Yan said loudly: "After being surrounded by them, we can't move at all. Find a way to disperse their attacks. In terms of absolute attack power, they are not as good as us!"

Lin Mu deeply agreed. Fighting alone, no one of the disciples of Yuling Sect could match him, but when they were besieged together, even Luo Yan could not resist.

With a good mind, Lin Mu immediately flew away. Luo Yan and Shi Weihan also flew in other directions.

Even Yin Xin, like fishing, led the thousand-year centipede to a distance.

As expected by Lin Mu, as soon as he left, more than 200 spiritual solitude cultivators attacked him.

At this time, Lin Mu originally planned to withdraw and leave. Killing the five Jindan of Yuling Sect was also a big relief. He sent a message to Yin Xin: "Why don't we leave now!"

Yin Xin suddenly sent a message: "Luo Yan is surrounded, you go save him! This thousand-year-old centipede actually began to use its own innate magical power. It is a Yuanying-level monster, and its innate magical power is as powerful as my sword intent. I am trapped by the thousand-year-old centipede, and I can only leave it to you now!"

Lin Mu couldn't help but look up at Luo Yan's place, and found that the last remaining Jindan-stage cultivator actually led three or four hundred Lingji-stage disciples to surround Luo Yan, and the remaining three hundred disciples went to surround Shi Weihan.

Under the siege of everyone, Luo Yan once again used the first fusion sword skill, killing a large group of people, at least fifty or sixty people. But his fusion sword skill consumed too much spiritual power, and relying on ordinary attacks, he soon fell into danger again.

At this moment, a whistling sound came from a distance.

A black dot gradually grew larger and finally became a figure.

The person who came was Ren Liang!

Ren Liang is back.

Lin Mu was suddenly startled. As soon as Ren Liang came back, he immediately joined the battle. He also besieged Luo Yan!

What made Lin Mu even more frightened was that Ren Liang took out a dozen beast-controlling bags from somewhere. As soon as he opened the beast-controlling bags, a series of earth-shaking roars came out.

Twelve Jindan-level spirit beasts appeared at once!

Twelve Jindan-level spirit beasts followed Ren Liang's command. Six of them surrounded Luo Yan. Of the remaining six, three went to besiege Shi Weihan, and the other three went to besiege Yinxin.

As soon as Ren Liang returned to the sect, he found that none of the six Jindan-level elders in the sect had died. He regretted it and then became inexplicably angry. This time, he took all the Jindan-level and above spirit beasts in the sect to Wushuang Jianmen, just to wait for the right time to kill those who were not good for him. Who would have thought that Yinxin would take this opportunity to attack his sect, which really caught him off guard.

A single misstep can lead to eternal regret. In the entire Yuling Sect, there are only two Jindan-stage cultivators left, including him, and the strength of the sect has been greatly reduced.

Furious and full of hatred, Ren Liang vowed to spare the lives of these people!

Even if it was Yinxin, he would kill him on the spot!

At present, it seems that there is great hope!

The four people who came here were divided into four battlefields. In each battlefield, the Yuling Sect had an absolute advantage in numbers, especially when facing Luo Yan, this advantage was magnified countless times!

Two Jindan-stage cultivators, six Jindan-level spirit beasts, and three or four hundred Lingji-stage disciples. With such a siege, even if Luo Yan had wings, he would have difficulty flying! He will definitely die!

While Lin Mu was resisting the attacks of the surrounding Lingji-stage cultivators, he was thinking about countermeasures.

It was too late to regret now. It was his idea to kill the elder of the Yuling Sect. But he never expected that things would develop to this point. In addition to him, the other three, including Yinxin, might die!

Lin Mu was extremely anxious. He would never allow such a thing to happen.

If Shi Weihan died, he died. He wished that he would die sooner.

But Yinxin and Luo Yan were different. These two people had devoted so much effort for him. If they died, he really didn't know how to explain to Fairy Hanbing, Yunmeng, and even Fairy Nishang.

However, Luo Yan was besieged by eight Jindan-level combatants. He could not rescue him at all. The only one who could save him was Yinxin!

Lin Mu hurriedly sent a message to Yin Xin: "I know you have never shown your true strength, but now it's a matter of life and death, so don't hide it anymore, show your full strength!"

Yin Xin resisted the siege of the thousand-year-old centipede and three level eight monsters, and sent a message: "Manpower is limited. I am not afraid of anyone in a one-on-one fight, but even I can't resist this kind of siege. I did hold back just now, but now with the addition of three level eight monsters, I have no time to care about anything else."

"Then are we going to watch Elder Luo Yan die?" Lin Mu was careless and was caught by a A top-grade flying sword hit his left shoulder, and blood splattered everywhere, but he didn't care about the pain on his body: "What else can I do?"

"Come and help me kill these three level eight monsters. I can get away from the thousand-year centipede battle group in an instant. It is indeed powerful, but its flexibility is too poor." Yinxin transmitted the voice: "I didn't expect that the situation would be so tricky. Now it is almost in a desperate situation."

Lin Mu nodded: "I'll go now."

As soon as he finished speaking, another sword hit him, and the piercing pain came. Lin Mu gritted his teeth and endured it.

Time is extremely urgent and there is no time to delay. Luo Yan has already begun to perform the fusion sword skills non-stop, as if he is not afraid of his life. The power of the fusion sword skills is so powerful that even Ren Liang dare not get close to it, let alone confront it head-on.

After two consecutive fusion sword skills, Luo Yan has killed three level seven monsters and more than a hundred spiritual solitude cultivators. But compared to the besiegers, it was still a drop in the bucket, and he couldn't keep using it like this. Once he ran out of energy, it would be his death!

Lin Mu was in an extremely dangerous situation, but he had no choice but to move forward. If he retreated, he would be doomed!

As if the thousand-year spiritual milk was free, Lin Mu took two more bottles at once. Then, he rushed forward, and at the same time, the black gold sword shone brightly, and he began to use sword skills.

To be precise, it was a rain of sword skills!

Two bursts of Huajin Waterfall! Two bursts of Jinling Speed ​​Shuttle! Two bursts of Zhantian Divine Sword!

Each burst of sword skills killed a large number of spiritual solitude cultivators at once.

At the same time, many flying swords attacked him. Even though he was extremely strong, he could not escape such intensive attacks. He was covered with wounds and blood.

Like a bloody god of war, Lin Mu went all the way and fell to the ground.

More than 200 spiritual solitude cultivators, under his desperate burst of sword skills, none of them could compete with him, and they couldn't even resist.

Lin Mu rushed to the place where Yin Xin was, covered in blood.