The two Jindan monks of the Immortal Island saw the situation clearly in a blink of an eye, and they naturally had some plans in their hearts.

Lin Yi killed nearly a thousand Xiandao monks and took away the giant sword, completely destroying Xiandao's final plan, and the Scarface Monk and the bald monk hated them to the core, and wanted to break them into pieces.

But now the shape is very clear, even if they kill Lin Yi, they will definitely be besieged by nearly a hundred Honghuang monks, and they will eventually fall here, and they will still not be able to get the giant sword.

For today's plan, the only way to delay the time is to wait for the arrival of Senior Brother Song, who is consummated in Jindan. Once Senior Brother Song arrives and opens the Jindan vision, he will definitely be able to crush and kill these desolate monks. At that time, the giant sword will fall into the bag steadily.

At this point, the Scarface Monk and the Bald Monk glanced at each other and nodded secretly, and the latter suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahahaha, fellow Daoists of the Flood Wilderness, you have some scruples, you are worried that even if you kill this person and take away the giant sword, you will fall into the siege of all the monks, right?"

The Scarface Monk answered: "This person killed nearly a thousand of my Immortal Island monks, this revenge must be avenged!

Although many of the Flood Desolation Jindan Monks had this thought, they were still dissatisfied when they were broken by the Immortal Island Monks, and one of them snorted lightly: "Your Immortal Island is not a good bird, before you Immortal Island Monks slaughtered more than 6,000 of my Flood Wilderness Monks in the Sword Shrine Land, this account must be settled!"

Disdain flashed in the bald monk's eyes, and he snorted lightly: "Looking for us to settle accounts?" You can go to the four royal families and the three major sects of the Flood Wilderness to inquire and see if any of them dare to touch my Immortal Island monk! If you don't believe it, you can ask that demon clan youth!"

After the bald monk finished his last sentence, he looked at Mu Yi, and many Honghuang monks also looked sideways slightly, squinting at Mu Yi.

Mu Yi's expression was as usual, noncommittal.

As soon as the bald monk's voice changed, he said lightly: "But I, Immortal Island, can promise you that after killing this person, I will never take the sword!"

The Jindan monk of the flood famine's heart moved, and fell into deep thought.

Before, the Honghuang monks were worried that against Lin Yi, the Xiandao monks would take advantage of the "chaos" to escape, but if they killed the Xiandao monks first, they were afraid that other Jindan monks would quietly attack Lin Yi and take advantage of the weakness to take away the giant sword.

If the Xiandao monks kill Lin Yi first, they will have no other scruples, and they can also take advantage of the situation to bombard the Xiandao monks, and whoever the sword falls on in the end, the monks will rely on their own means.

On the surface, this Jianyì is beneficial to the Jindan monk of the flood famine, and it is precisely because the bald monk and the scarface monk have seen through the intrigue between the monk of the flood famine, that they have this mention yì, giving the monk of the flood famine a mention that there is no reason to refuse.

And the Scarface Friar and the Bald Monk knew very well in their hearts that all they had to do was one word, drag!

It can be delayed for as long as it can, until Senior Brother Song, who has completed the Jindan, arrives, and at that time, who the Juque Sword belongs to, it will not be up to this group of Honghuang Jindan monks.

Many of the Honghuang Jindan monks are all human spirits, and they all have their own abacus, and they don't care about the scheming methods of these two immortal island monks, and gradually disperse, acquiescing to Lin Yi to be handed over to Xiandao for disposal.

After this strange stalemate, the scuffle did not start, but instead caused a fight between Lin Yi and Immortal Island Monk. This result is acceptable to all three parties.

The Jindan monks in the flood wilderness were naturally happy to stand by and watch and reap the benefits of the fishermen; for the Xiandao monks, they also bought time; as for Lin Yi, just facing the two Jindan monks of the Xiandao, the pressure was naturally much less, and there was also a little more chance to escape.

At this time, Lin Yi's heart moved, and he heard a almost inaudible transmission, but when it came to his ears, it was extremely clear.

"Mu Daoyou, I'm Mu Yi, the elder brother of the little demon, don't fight with the Immortal Island monks, take this opportunity to escape, and the other Jindan monks will be handed over to me!"

Lin Yi didn't move, and glanced in the direction of the wooden demon as if unintentionally, only to see the wooden demon nodding gently, his eyes were quite urging, signaling him to flee quickly.

Lin Yi hesitated slightly in his heart, thinking that since Mu Yi said such a thing, he must be sure to stop the other Jindan monks, this is indeed an opportunity that cannot be missed.

Lin Yi was just about to spread his sword wings and use his spiritual power to use his mysterious footwork to escape from here, but when he heard a word, he immediately dispelled the idea of escaping.

"Mu Qing, why aren't you arrogant? You seriously injured me Song Xia in the sword mound, and even slaughtered more than a thousand clansmen from my Immortal Island, do you think you can take the Juque Sword alive? You have unparalleled talent, what about your means against the sky, and now you are not going to be killed here by my Immortal Island Jindan senior!"

These words did not disturb Lin Yi's state of mind, but Song Xia's next sentence made Lin Yi really kill.

"The scene of your more than 1,000 Honghuang monks finally encircling and suppressing my Xiandao clansmen, I Song Xia has seen it in my eyes, and I have imprinted the appearance and temperament of those Honghuang monks in my mind.

Song Xia had the support of Brother Jindan, and seeing that Lin Yi was about to be killed here, his courage gradually grew stronger, and he smiled compassionately.

As soon as the nearly 1,000 Honghuang monks in the Land of Sword Shrine who participated in the encirclement and suppression of Xiandao monks returned to Honghuang, they quietly dispersed, and all the monks paid attention to Lin Yi, but few people really noticed them. However, Song Xia and these immortal island monks had personally experienced that battle and were extremely familiar with these people.

Lin Yi had a very good impression of these more than 1,000 Flood Monks, Song Xia's group of Immortal Island Monks were obviously extremely vicious, and they would be revenged, if they were really concerned, this group of Flood Monks would really suffer unimaginable disasters.

What's more, Ye Wan'er was also among them, and Lin Yi would never allow Ye Wan'er or the Yi Sword Sect to be hit hard again. Two years ago, because of his reasons, the Yijian Sect was invaded by the Danxia faction, and its vitality was greatly damaged, and the sect's disciples lost Yan Zòng, and now they can no longer withstand any blows.

In any case, the fact that these monks of Song Xia were alive was definitely a huge threat and hidden danger to the more than 1,000 Honghuang monks.

Lin Yi stared at Song Xia and the others coldly, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Yi passed the sound, but he didn't find that Lin Yi had the slightest intention of running away, but looked at those immortal island monks with an unkind face.

Mu Yi frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "How can this person not see the situation clearly, and when he is provoked by words, he loses his sense of proportion." ”

Lin Yi's eyes lowered, and he said calmly: "Song Xia, you are looking for death!"

Song Xia was swept away by Lin Yi's gaze, and couldn't help but "revea" a trace of timidity, and retreated slightly. Immediately, he thought again: "There are two Immortal Island Jindan seniors here, I, Song Xia, am afraid of what he will do!"

Song Xia was bold, his face tried his best to "show" his disdain, and sneered: "Mole ant, you can't kill me!"

"Oh, hehe, I want to try. Lin Yi chuckled.

The Scarface Monk laughed, as if he had heard something extremely ridiculous, and sneered: "Junior, in front of me, you still dare to be arrogant! With me today, you can't kill him!"

Lin Yi's expression was indifferent, he flicked his fingertips, and a wisp of blue 'color' sword qi swam through his fingers, and said softly: "I'm going to kill him today, you can't stop him!"

The Scarface Monk's face sank, and he said coldly, "Then I'll kill you under the knife first!"

Before the words fell, the Scarface Monk suddenly rose into the air, and the aura of the early stage of the Golden Pill was released violently, and a coercion far beyond the Zhuji Monk descended in an instant, and the momentum was extraordinary.

"Levitation Blade Drawing!" the Scarface Monk roared.

The big hand 'touched' on his waist, the long knife slid into the palm of his hand, and a touch of knife light suddenly slashed through the void, exuding a cold killing intent that slashed towards Lin Yi.

This knife is the scar-faced monk jumping into the air, condescending, with the help of the height of the levitation to slash downward, the momentum is far more fierce than the ordinary knife drawing technique, the knife has not arrived, the killing machine has already shrouded Lin Yi's body.

The onlookers Jindan monks narrowed their eyes, and they all saw the extraordinaryness of this knife, if they were replaced, I am afraid that it would be difficult to resist, and they could only avoid the edge for the time being.

But Lin Yi, who confronted Scarface Monk head-on, had a different feeling. Although this knife looks fierce, Lin Yi's spiritual sense is strong, and he can obviously feel that the opponent's knife is not doing his best, maybe it is only exerting five successes, and the power is naturally greatly reduced.

Between the lightning and flint, Lin Yi instantly saw the situation in front of him in his heart, and his heart moved, grasping the key to killing Song Xia and several people.

The Scarface Monk didn't use all his strength not to despise Lin Yi, but to delay time, he thought that no matter how Lin Yi's combat power defied the sky, the five success forces were enough to balance it.

The corners of Lin Yi's mouth rose slightly, the blue "colored" sword wings behind him appeared, trembling slightly, his body turned into a blue light, and he waved the Juque Sword with one hand, and the Juque Sword Dao unfolded, raising the sword and stabbing directly.

This sword is mediocre, simple and easy, without the slightest fancy sword move, but with the giant sword, it bursts out with a powerful and invincible momentum.

Monk Scarface's heart sank, and he faintly felt a hint of unease.

But the two sides made extremely fast moves, and in the blink of an eye, the long sword and the giant sword had collided together.

"Dang!"

In the incredulous gaze of all the monks, the Scarface Monk's long knife was actually broken in the middle by Lin Yi's sword!

The Scarface Monk was shocked, and he felt a wave of murderous intent rushing towards him, and Lin Yi's giant sword carried a heavy force, which made him feel an irresistible feeling.

If the Scarface Monk had exerted ten successful powers, the long knife would never have been cut off by Lin Yi's sword, but he had taken the enemy lightly, and it was too late for him to recover at this time.

As soon as the two sides fought, the Scarface Monk suffered a dark loss and fell into disadvantage.

Lin Yi pounced murderously, his wrist moved slightly, and the giant sword fell from the sky and slashed down at the top of Scarface's head.

This sword is even more fierce and ferocious than Fang Cai's momentum.

The Scarface Monk didn't dare to hesitate, and took out a long knife from the storage bag, and the blade was horizontal, and it met upwards.

But Lin Yi showed a completely strong posture at the beginning, and his momentum completely overwhelmed the Scarface Monk and pursued after the victory. However, the latter was careless, and his heart was shaken, and one was lost. The long knife touched the Juque Sword and was smashed again, and the power of the Juque was unstoppable!

The Scarface Monk's body retreated violently, his face was pale, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he roared: "Come and help me, this son is cultivating against the sky, and it is enough to cross the level and cut the Golden Pill!"