Yu Wenmingxiu's sleeves shook, and a pillar of earthy yellow light flew out of his palm, submerging into the fairy sword.

The fairy sword suddenly "buzzed", and at the same time, accompanied by a slight tremor, it floated around Yu Wenmingxiu's body for three feet, slowly advancing.

At the same time, he had words in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was muttering, and his right hand was stretched out diagonally, and his hand pinched the sword and pointed to the ground.

"Boy, don't blame me for being rude."

With one hand and one finger, the immortal sword floating in the air suddenly flew out and stabbed at Lin Chutian.

Lin Chutian watched Yu Wenmingxiu's attack coming, urging the divine power around him, and he continued to submerge into the Zhongli Banner in his hand.

Yu Wenmingxiu could also sense that Lin Chutian's divine power was rising, and in a moment, he had reached a level comparable to himself, and suddenly snorted lightly: "Eat me with a sword!" ”

As he spoke, he urged the divine power of his whole body, and struck out a palm, and a pillar of light the size of a teacup suddenly flew out of his palm, and in just a flash, it was already submerged in the fairy sword flying in front of him.

The light on the immortal sword suddenly soared, and a dragon roar sounded, carrying the momentum of thunder towards Lin Chutian.

"Hey!"

Lin Chutian burst into a shout, there was no discipline at all, and he directly picked up the Zhongli banner in his hand and smashed it out.

He didn't know how to use the technique, and at this moment he completely used Zhongli Daqi as a stick.

Boom!

The power of the heaven-level immortal treasure suddenly appeared, and the divine power of the two was almost equal, but Lin Chutian smashed the divine power violently, and actually smashed the famous Wenxiu immortal sword upside down and flew back.

The blade of the fairy sword trembled, emitting bursts of metallic trills.

Yu Wenmingxiu only felt a depression in his heart, and almost didn't mention that breath.

His face looked a little panicked, and when he looked at the big flag in Lin Chutian's hand again, he already had a hint of fanaticism.

With the same expression, there were two of his other companions.

The white-faced scholar shook the folding fan vigorously, his saliva almost overflowed, and muttered to himself: "Good baby, good baby!" ”

The middle-aged monk almost couldn't help it, and wanted to rush up and snatch it.

Where is Yu Wenmingxiu willing to let go of this good opportunity, grabbed the fairy sword again, flew forward, and shouted: "Boy, you actually dare to challenge my backer sect, it's really looking for death, look at the move!" ”

The white mangs on the fairy sword were swallowed, and the sword qi surged out, which was very amazing.

His move was almost a mastery at the bottom of the box, and at this moment, in order to snatch Lin Chutian's magic weapon, he had to use it first.

If he couldn't get rid of Lin Chutian, the treasure would definitely fall into the hands of his two companions, and then there would be no share for him.

"Boy, call out the magic weapon, spare you from death!"

Yu Wenmingxiu shouted and rushed over quickly.

"Get out of here!" Lin Chutian burst out and picked up the big flag in his hand again.

Boom!

This time, he was taken out of the show with Yu Wenming.

The middle-aged monk couldn't hold back any longer, and rushed forward with a loud shout, and he pinched it with one hand and found that a huge green fireball, burning vigorously, blasted over from this Lin Chutian, and everywhere he went, a layer of frost condensed in the air.

"Hehe, it's good to come!" It was the first time Lin Chutian had seen such a powerful fireball, and it was actually carrying a cold aura.

His body accelerated suddenly, and without casting any spell, he just sank to the ground, dodging the impact of the fireball.

But the green fireball was also a turn, and it quickly came back to Lin Chutian's body, and just as he was about to approach Lin Chutian, Lin Chutian's figure was once again short and avoided.

"It's my turn!" Lin Chutian smiled slightly, and suddenly sacrificed the sword gourd.

"Not good!" The middle-aged monk's heart froze, and when he saw Lin Chutian's smile, his heart was suddenly shocked.

Lin Chutian's body flickered, completely shook off the attack of the fireball, and when he reappeared, he was startled more than ten meters away, he pinched his hands again and again, the sword gourd spun in the air, and several sword qi flew out, shooting directly at the middle-aged monk in mid-air.

"Hmph, but that's it!" Seeing this, the middle-aged monk was immediately relieved, he felt that Lin Chutian's sword qi was not very strong, and he thought that he had been too careful just now.

Facing the sword qi that was flying quickly, the middle-aged monk picked up his fists and directly punched seven or eight punches in one go, each punch was very amazing.

Bang!

The sword qi and the fist, the two finally collided in one place, sending out a huge impact, pushing the middle-aged monk back three or four feet away.

"Hehe, there are really two hits, and I actually rely on my ability to carry the attack of the sword and gourd." Lin Chutian was also very surprised when he saw that he had only forced the middle-aged monk back, and it didn't seem to hurt him.

The reason why he was playing slowly with them was also to understand what it was like to fight in this cultivation realm.

Not to mention anything else, in terms of replenishing divine power in a single rush, it is much more comfortable.

There is abundant aura all around, so just absorb it boldly and with confidence.

The middle-aged monk saw that the gourd sacrificed by Lin Chutian seemed to be very extraordinary, and he was also curious about Lin Chutian's identity, and asked again: "Boy, who are you?" ”

"Hehe, you're not qualified to know!" Lin Chutian smiled faintly, picked up the big flag in his hand again, and at the same time urged the sword gourd to attack directly.

"Humph!" The middle-aged monk snorted coldly, he was naturally very annoyed by Lin Chutian's arrogance.

Seeing Lin Chutian's banner sweeping over, he didn't dare to resist, and directly floated back a few steps again.

Yu Wenmingxiu suddenly entered the battle circle again, and a spell was thrown out, "Senior Brother Sima, I'm here to help you!" ”

Thundered!

When that spell was about to touch Lin Chutian, it suddenly burst open, bringing bursts of thunder and lightning, densely arranged into a power grid and rushed towards Lin Chutian.

And the middle-aged monk also took out a shield, held it with one hand, spared half a circle, and killed Lin Chutian's side.

"Suck!"

The sword gourd can not only release sword qi to hurt the enemy, but it also has an effect, that is, it can absorb some attacks similar to flames and thunderbolts.

Facing the middle-aged monk who rushed over, Lin Chutian slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, his divine power covered his arms, and he used his demonic strength with all his strength, holding Zhongli's banner, as if he was using a spear, and stabbed it out directly.

Boom!

Ripples of energy flashed out in the air, and at the same time, a dazzling golden light erupted.

Zhongli's banner stabbed directly into the shield in the middle-aged monk's hand, making an earth-shattering sound.

"Ahh The middle-aged monk only felt a huge force coming from the shield, like waves, one after another, his chest suddenly tightened, and this huge force directly flew him out.

This flight was more than ten zhang away, and it was not until the white-faced scholar flashed over and pushed his back against him that he stopped.

"No, it can't be!" The middle-aged monk's face was full of shock, "This kid's realm is obviously similar to mine, how can he have such great power?" ”

He saw his gaze fixed on the Zhongli banner in Lin Chengtu's hand again, and said as if he suddenly realized: "By the way, it must be that banner, maybe it's a prefecture-level immortal treasure!" ”

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen a peerless beauty who was slaughtered by others.

As if seeing that Lin Chutian was not a character to be messed with, the three of them converged again.

Yu Wenming said: "Boss Ouyang, do you want to call someone?" ”

That white-faced scholar is the boss of Ouyang in his mouth, and his natal Ouyang Yuhui is also a small leader in the backing sect.

Ouyang Yuhui shook his hand and said: "No, just a kid in the early stage of the transformation of gods, I am enough to settle it alone, so I don't have to bother everyone." ”

His eyes were very hot, and he kept sweeping over Lin Chutian's magic weapons, as if he was going to a shopping mall to pick out clothes.

In fact, everyone knows that he has only one purpose for not letting people call, that is, he wants to monopolize these magic weapons.

The middle-aged monk clutched his chest and said, "Boss Euro, you have to pay attention, that kid is a bit evil, although his realm is not high, but the magic weapon is very powerful." ”

Ouyang Yuhui shook the folding fan and said slowly: "It's okay, you two will sweep the battle for me and see how I clean him up!" ”

Lin Chutian was not panicked at all, standing in front of them out of thin air, stepping on his eyebrows, carrying the Zhongli banner in his hand, and hanging a sword gourd behind his back.

This posture alone is enough to bluff people.

He looked at everyone playfully, raised his arm and beckoned: "Come on, let's go together, don't delay grandpa's time!" ” （.net ）