Chapter 381

The Mixed Yuan Sect, the Demon Flame Sect, the Blood Bone Gate, and the Seven Absolute Castles, the four sects joined forces to force each other, making the situation very tense.

Wen Yanbo had a cold face, pressed over with his own strong cultivation, and asked, "Lin Yun, do you dare to kill the core disciples of my sect, do you dare to admit it?"

"It's also interesting, aren't these three wastes sent by your Mixed Yuan Sect to kill me?

Lin Yun's face was indifferent, and he said lightly.

Such an unhurried, almost mocking tone immediately darkened Wen Yanbo's face.

"Your grievances with other sects, I'm too lazy to ask about the Seven Absolute Castle, if you don't hand over the storage bag today, don't want to get out of this Silent Wasteland. ”

The Great Elder of the Seven Peerless Castles, his eyes filled with a thick sense of killing, stared at Lin Yun deadly.

"And my Demon Flame Sect Bai Yue's Qiankun Yin Yang Pill!"

"My blood and bone sect Mu Xiuhan, you have to make up for the loss of not entering the treasure hall. Otherwise, I will let you kid, taste the one hundred and eight punishments of my Blood and Bone Gate, so that you can't survive or die!"

The three sects were arrogant, naming names, and asking Lin Yun to spit out the harvest in the treasure hall.

"Presumptuous, my disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, when will it be your turn to point fingers!"

Elder Luo Feng was full of majestic sword intent, sharp and sharp, and stood in front.

Wen Yanbo's eyes rolled, and he sneered in his heart, if he was just in trouble. I really can't help this Lingxiao Sword Pavilion today, but this kid has offended too many people, but it has given him a chance.

Immediately smiled and said, "Everyone, why bother talking nonsense with this old ghost, this kid's treasure in the Sword Pavilion." It's all on him, just take him away. If the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is not respected, my four sects will join forces and destroy them on the spot!"

"The people who want to take away my Lingxiao Sword Pavilion are afraid that you don't have this ability. ”

The sword-wielding elder in the camp had a flash of anger on his face, and strode out with the Xiaoyun Sword in his hand.

"Could it be that the confidence is so strong, it turns out that there is an elder holding the sword here, but the prestige of the elder holding the sword is a joint effort of seven people. You're the only one here, and the old man is not afraid of you!"

The Great Elder of the Seven Peerless Castle snorted coldly, his five fingers opened violently, and a majestic suction force surged.

The heavy snow fluttering in the air, in front of the suction of his True Yuan condensation, instantly rolled wildly, wanting to catch Lin Yun with him.

Lin Yun had long been vigilant, and the moment the other party's five fingers just opened, the sword intent condensed in his body burst out.

In the roar of the dragon and the tiger, he raised his hand and punched, shattering all the majestic suction of the opponent.

Even if this old man's cultivation is profound, if he wants to pull Lin Yun over from a distance of more than ten meters, he will underestimate him too much.

"This kid is really vigilant. ”

A trace of annoyance flashed in the eyes of the Great Elder of the Seven Peerless Castles, and the True Yuan was agitated, wanting to use your more violent means to restrain Lin Yun.

"Look for death!"

The sword-wielding elder raised his eyebrows, and it was almost impossible to see how he made a move, and a sword shot towards the Great Elder of the Seven Peerless Castle.

"Cloud Sword!"

The Great Elder of the Seven Peerless Castle's face changed slightly, and he had to dodge it.

Boom!

He flashed fast enough, but the other elders and disciples of the Seven Peerless Castle behind him were killed and injured several people under this sword.

"Let's get on it!"

Seeing this, Wen Yanbo knew that the opportunity had come.

In the midst of the wild shouts, the power of the ancient dragon elephant was filled with the whole body, and a group of elders fell down and killed him.

"Yanyun Fist, Burning the Sky!"

The power of the dragon elephant is burning, and it is also the Yanyun Fist, which can be in Wen Yanbo's hands. The power is several times greater than Zhang Yan, and more than ten elders shot at the same time as him, all of which were Yanyun Fist.

Suddenly, the raging flames were connected, and the flames in the sky condensed into a hideous and terrifying huge beast, which fell towards the sword-wielding elder with the momentum of burning the sky.

The endless flames seemed to fall from the sky, and this scene was extremely terrifying.

Obviously, Wen Yanbo had been prepared for a long time, otherwise he would not have been able to achieve such perfection with the cooperation of other elders.

Lingxiao swordsmanship, sword shattering Lingyun!

The majestic sword momentum rose from the firelight, and the brilliant sword light was like a round of rising sun, crushing the power of the burning dragon elephant with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying.

"Carving insect skills!"

The sword-wielding elder held the Xiaoyun Sword in his hand, standing proudly, and the sword body trembled.

The terrifying power of the Xiaoyun Sword made the faces of the four sect elders present change.

With the power of a sword, it broke the combined blow of the ten elders.

"Xiaoyun Sword, it is worthy of its reputation, there is no need to talk nonsense with this old guy. Let's go up together and capture Lin Yun alive!"

The sharp-eyed Xiaoyun Sword was extraordinary, and the Great Elder of the Seven Peerless Castles did not have the slightest intention of retreating.

The sects that wandered outside the territory of the empire were no different from bandits, and they acted almost evil on weekdays.

If Lin Yun's storage bag is not snatched over, these people will never give up.

"Do it!"

The people of the Demon Flame Sect and the Blood Bone Sect had long been in peace, and when they saw that the Seven Peerless Castles were taking the lead, they no longer had the slightest hesitation.

"Out of the sword!"

Elder Luo Feng snorted coldly, took the lead in drawing his sword, and for a while, the snowy Silent Wasteland was full of the sound of the long sword unsheathed, and the sound did not stop.

Up and down the Sword Pavilion, both the elders and the disciples, there was not much fear.

"After all, the war began. ”

"If the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is willing to compromise, it will not be the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, but I am afraid that all of them will die in battle, and they will not retreat half a step. ”

"This Mixed Yuan Sect is also excessive, those evil cultivators don't have any face, and an imperial sect is so shameless. ”

"It's no wonder that all these years have not been able to fight against the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, it seems that it is not without reason. ”

"However, the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is still a little choked, and under the joint efforts of the four sects, the gap in strength is too great. can only blame Lin Yun, the limelight is too strong, and there are too many people with red eyes. ”

"Yes, although there were battles at the end of the secret realm in the past, it must be the first time that the five major sects have been fighting. ”

On the Silent Wasteland, the rest of the sect elders all looked a little indignant, but there were not many surprises.

Under the heavy treasure, after the martial artist will come out greatly, the sect will not be.

What's more, Lin Yun climbed to the top of the tenth floor and created legends. The abundance he has obtained is only afraid that it is far beyond what everyone thinks, and it is inevitable that it will not be exciting.

This time, there were a total of eighteen Purple Mansion Elders, forty-eight half-step Purple Mansion Realm deacons, and one hundred Earth List elites led by Xin Jue.

The strength lineup can not be said to be not strong, but compared with the four sects that joined forces, it is obviously not enough.

If it weren't for the sword-wielding elder here, the balance of strength would be even more disparity.

But up and down the Sword Pavilion, there was a breath of air, and no one flinched in this desperate situation. No matter what contradictions there are between each other on weekdays, at this moment, we are united in our hearts and minds.

"Sword Pavilion disciple, where is it?"

In the thunder and flash, the long hair was flamboyant, and in the heavy snow, a sword pointed angrily at the sky.

The sword condensed into a lightning-like thunderbolt, dazzling and dazzling.

"In!"

Suddenly, one by one, the elite disciples of the ground list flocked to Xinjue.

The five sects went to war, and nearly a hundred masters of the Purple Mansion Realm fought. Zhenyuan roared, the sword was agitated, and all kinds of killing moves collided in mid-air, and the scene was extremely shocking.

Lin Yun was deep in it, his blood was boiling, and he couldn't help but think of seeing a scene in the eighth layer.

Shout!

Before he could make a move, a cold bloodthirsty wind struck, and he saw Mu Xiuhan holding a sword in his hand, looking at him with an indifferent expression: "Not only will you die today, but the elders and disciples of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion will also bury you and go to hell to repent." ”

When the words fell, his face was hideous, and he flew in.

Boom!

Before he landed, the blood-colored sword turned into a storm in mid-air. In the chaotic snowflakes, the swords are like substance.

My sword, glory forever.

The moment he held the funeral sword, Lin Yun remembered this sentence for no reason, raised his eyebrows, and pulled the sword out of its sheath.

Break!

The Water Moon Sword momentum emanated from him in waves, and with the blessing of the half-step innate sword intent, with a single sword, all the blood-colored sword rays that fell in mid-air were smashed.

"You've grown a lot, but you still have to die!"

Mu Xiuhan grinned, and in mid-air, he stabbed out nine hundred and eighty-one swords in a row. Each sword contains a bright red evil aura, and the fishy aura is permeated, entwined with a lot of resentment, which is very terrifying.

"Big waves!"

The simple and slender sword body of the funeral flower sword, under the infusion of the true yuan, is overflowing with cold light, and the ghostly light is flickering, like a dream. Lin Yun flicked his wrist, and the sword momentum in the sky was condensed into waves between the flat ground, rushing into the sky.

A touch of incomparable sword light went straight away, stirring the sky full of wind and snow. Wait until the sword light condenses, and finally converges into a monstrous wave, rolling countless snowflakes into it, and meeting the sword shadows that fall overwhelmingly in the air.

Rumble!

The snowflakes shattered, the sword shadow dissipated, and a look of surprise flashed in Mu Xiuhan's eyes in mid-air. His killer move in his heyday, in the hands of the other party, was broken so lightly.

Holding the funeral flower sword, the sword intent on Lin Yun's body was like a red plum standing proudly in this heavy snow.

His toes tapped on the ground, and he danced like a red plum and rose like green smoke. It seems to be a light posture, but it hides a sharp edge and arrogance that no one can ignore.

Poof!

In mid-air, Mu Xiuhan, who had already retreated wildly, still did not completely avoid this sword. He was stabbed in the right shoulder, and blood splattered.

"You're no more than that. ”

Lin Yun landed and said calmly.

"A dying man dares to be so arrogant!"

Sou!

The two figures turned into a fierce wind and blew wildly, landing beside Mu Xiuhan, but they were Jing Jue and Bai Yue, who had gotten rid of the deacon of the Sword Pavilion.

Both of them were defeated by Lin Yun in the Black Lotus Treasure Hall, but now they have both been promoted to the tenth level of Xuanwu.

For Lin Yun, he was not afraid at all, he was very murderous, and he just wanted to wash away the shame in the Black Lotus Treasure Palace.

"Don't underestimate the enemy, this person's sword intent is a little strange. ”

Mu Xiuhan glanced at the wound on his right shoulder and said coldly. Fortunately, he flashed fast enough, otherwise, the sword would have pierced directly.

"Let's get on it together, his storage bag, and the three of us divide it equally. ”

Jing Jue said lightly, the five sects are fighting, he only cares about the treasure knife that should belong to him in Lin Yun's storage bag.

It doesn't matter who you join forces with.

"Just what I wanted. ”

Bai Yue licked his chapped lips, and a rather hideous smile appeared on his face.

"It's not bad. ”

Mu Xiuhan thought about it, nodded in agreement, and greed flashed in his eyes.

He didn't enter the treasure hall, he got nothing, if he could divide Lin Yun's storage bag equally, it would undoubtedly be a huge gain.

"I hope you all don't regret it. ”

The look in Lin Yun's eyes was cold, and the funeral sword in his hand was clenched. seemed to feel the killing intent in his heart, trembling, and cold.

Don't wait for the three to make a move.

In the wind and snow, the young man dressed in a green shirt and holding a long sword rushed towards the three of them.