"Tianxuan Sword, shattered!" Lin Chen pointed at Songhe.

Airplanes!

In the next second, the sword in Lin Chen's hand erupted into a fierce sword roar.

The sword trembled, and the purple light of the Dao Dao shone from the sword body.

Rumble!

With a huge roar, a purple sword pillar that soared into the sky broke out, like an aurora, very beautiful, and even more terrifying, as if it was going to poke a hole in the sky.

Rumble!

In the next second, the sword pillar collided heavily with Songhe's Yin Yang Taiji Diagram.

Above the void, there were ripples, and the entire mountain of Shaomuro Mountain seemed to shake for a moment.

The glorious mountain gate hall, a corner collapsed in an instant.

And the Taiji diagram that Songhe made out was instantly annihilated and disappeared under the impact of the purple sword pillar.

"Poof!"

At the same time, Lin Chen's body shook violently and flew backwards.

Emptiness and others are quick and quick-eyed, and they hurriedly catch people.

Caught by emptiness and the others, Lin Chen's mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Although Lin Chen blocked Songhe's blow, after all, there was still a big realm gap in cultivation, and it was difficult for Lin Chen to take advantage of this kind of cross-border battle, and he was injured instantly.

Of course, Songhe didn't get any favors.

Songhe, who was in mid-air, was pushed out more than ten meters away by Yu Weiping by the explosion.

Dressed in a purple emperor robe, he was shocked out of several openings.

Being in mid-air, it is difficult to maintain his image of the fairy wind bones, which is quite embarrassing.

As soon as the two of them fought, Lin Chen was seriously injured, and Songhe was also slightly shocked.

Still, it's amazing enough.

After all, Lin Chen only has the cultivation of the sixth grade of the day after tomorrow, while Song He is a true martial arts master, and there is a big difference in the middle.

Lin Chen was able to jump over the level and fight with Songhe, which was absolutely terrifying.

Dingkong, emptiness and others, looking at Lin Chen, who was seriously injured, could not describe the shock in their hearts.

It's horrible, it's horrible!

After the day after tomorrow, he can actually fight real martial arts, so what will happen if this person cultivates a little higher!

No one dared to think of it, and they couldn't think of it.

At the same time, Songhe was in mid-air, but his face was ugly and ugly.

Staring at Lin Chen, there seemed to be flames in his eyes.

He's going crazy!

A minor cultivator of the sixth grade of the day after tomorrow, how could this be able to block his blow?

Oh no, it's not the sixth grade of the day after tomorrow, it should be the seventh grade.

Just now he felt that Lin Chen's cultivation had increased slightly, and he didn't know how, the moment he took out his sword, the cultivation of the sixth rank instantly rose to the seventh grade of the day after tomorrow.

However, none of this is important, the important thing is that a cultivator of the seventh grade of the day after tomorrow can actually repel him with one move, although the price paid is serious injury, but it is enough to infuriate people.

Isn't this, this?

A person like a mayfly can shake a tree!

Unforgivable, really unforgivable, he must die!

At this moment, Songhe was so murderous that he wanted to break Lin Chen.

Damn little bastard, you're going to die today!

Songhe's figure flickered, and he appeared in front of Lin Chen in an instant.

"Little bastard, tell me, what the hell was going on with that sword just now?"

"You are the oldest, you are worthy of questioning me!" Lin Chen snorted coldly.

Although he was injured, Lin Chen would not be afraid of Songhe.

In Lin Chen's eyes, Songhe was just a mayfly, and in front of the pride of Immortal Venerable, he was worthless.

"You're looking for death!"

Lin Chen's attitude completely angered Song He.

With a flash of murder in his eyes, he came to Lin Chen's side in the blink of an eye, and a palm was imprinted on Lin Chen's chest!

Burst!

Lin Chen's mouth spurted blood, and he was knocked out by the pine crane again.

With that sword just now, Lin Chen was already seriously injured, and he hadn't recovered yet, and in the face of Songhe's angry blow again, he had no power to fight back, and he couldn't even defend himself.

The moment he was knocked away, Lin Chen felt that the bones in his body were falling apart.

Fortunately, he was successful in cultivating the Yi Jin Sutra, reaching the third turn, and his bones were refined to the silver bone.

When he was seriously injured, the silver bone flickered, helping him offset some of the damage, otherwise Songhe's palm was enough to send Lin Chen back to the west, and he would definitely die.

However, even so, this pain is not easy.

Rumble!

In the next second, the whole person crashed into the Daxiong Hall of Shaomu Mountain, smashing down the entire wall.

"Master Lin Chen!"

"Go quickly, save Lord Lin Chen!"

Seeing this, emptiness, fixed emptiness and others were shocked.

Immediately gathered the manpower and retreated towards the main hall like a tide.

"Songhe, as a true martial arts powerhouse, don't you feel shameless to make a move on an acquired cultivator!"

At the same time, Master Ding'an was furious.

Lin Chen is just an acquired cultivator, even if he blocked Songhe's blow just now, it doesn't mean that he has the strength to fight with Zhenwu, but Songhe shot at Lin Chen three times and twice, in Ding'an's opinion, how shameful.

With a loud roar, he flew up to meet the pine crane.

After a short rest, Ding'an temporarily recovered some cultivation, but he was able to hold off Songhe for a while.

Now in the entire Shaomu Mountain, he is the only one who can deal with Songhe and have the strength to fight.

"Senior brother, senior uncle of emptiness, you go and see how Lin Chen is, Songhe, I'll deal with it!"

"Senior brother, be careful!"

Dingkong gave a word, followed the people and retreated to the main hall, and rescued Lin Chen in the ruins.

At this time, Lin Chen's chest was blurred with flesh and blood, and his face was bloodless.

He was wounded, very badly wounded.

"Quick, get the healing pill, quick!"

The master of emptiness helped Lin Chen to sit down, and immediately asked someone to find medicine.

"Master, no need, I can recover it myself!"

Lin Chen gasped weakly and shook his head at the Void Divine Monk.

"Lin Chen, you are extremely seriously injured, if you don't heal at this moment, you will definitely die!"

"Master, don't worry, I know it in my heart!"

"Master, you block for a moment, don't let them rush in, I want to cultivate!"

After Lin Chen finished speaking, in the surprise of Dingkong and the others, he sat down cross-legged and immediately cultivated.

And as he cultivated, a faint aura was immediately released from his body.

There is a layer of streamer shining on the body.

"This, what's going on?" Dingkong and the others looked a little confused.

The heart said that if you cultivate, you will cultivate, how can there still be Baohua floating in the body, what is the situation.

Could it be that he has trained himself into a spiritual treasure.

Although Dingkong and the others were all cultivators of the innate realm, they really hadn't seen Lin Chen's situation.

But the master of emptiness, thought of something.

"This is, this is the effect of the Yi Jin Sutra, the bone marrow aura!"

"What, Yi Jin Jing!"

As soon as the Master of Emptiness said this, everyone on the scene was stunned.

Yi Jin Sutra, what Yi Jin Sutra, is it difficult to be the treasure of Shaomu Mountain, Yi Jin Sutra!

However, it is said that the Yi Jin Jing has disappeared for hundreds of years, how could it suddenly appear on Lin Chen.

"Master Emptiness, what the hell is going on, how can the Yi Jin Sutra be on Lin Chen!"

Dingkong looked at emptiness with a nervous face.