Facing Lin Xian's sword light that was divided into three, the three Ascended Great Cultivators of the Emei Sword Sect invariably chose to fight hard! And he almost used all his strength when he was in the Yuan Shen Imperial Sword, and he clearly planned to make Lin Xian suffer a big loss in the first photo!

Pity! Their wishful thinking was wrong! Three sword lights of various colors slashed down, but they didn't encounter any obstacles at all and landed directly in the air! At the same time, the eyes of the three of them suddenly went dark, and it seemed that they had fallen into the middle of the night all of a sudden!

"Not good! This is a kind of sword formation, ah......" The three of Emei were shocked in their hearts, and quickly withdrew their natal flying swords to protect themselves firmly!

But Lin Xian's attacks didn't follow one after another, and it seemed that this sword array was just a phantom array.

The old man in the short shirt stabilized his mind, released his Yuan Shen very cautiously, and slowly swept around, and the natal flying sword did not dare to leave his surroundings for a moment, lest he be suddenly attacked.

The two junior disciples who were standing beside him just now didn't know where they had gone, not only could they not see their figures with their eyes, but even the old man in the short shirt couldn't search for the slightest trace of them with his Yuan Shen. This showed that the sword array in front of him was unusually powerful, and he couldn't help but be vigilant!

In front of him was a black void of boundless silence, empty and devoid of any matter! There is no substance in the literal sense of the word, there is no solid, no liquid, not even gas! There are neither molecules nor atoms, just the black void of its purest form!

Suddenly! The eyes of the old man in the short shirt suddenly widened like copper bells, staring into the distance in shock! There's a singularity between being and not being, and it's swelling violently!

That singularity was dense and hot, and the energy contained in it only leaked an insignificant trace, which shocked the old man in the short shirt!

Finally! The blazing singularity expanded to its limit, and an incredibly powerful explosion occurred, and an unimaginably fiery shock wave centered on that singularity and spread out in all directions!

The old man in the short shirt turned his head in panic and looked around, trying to find a place to hide from the shock wave, only to find that this was a complete luxury! The shock wave from the explosion was all-round, and there was no possibility of dodging it at all. Moreover, the speed of the shock wave diffusion is also amazingly fast, even hundreds of times faster than the flight of his own sword, and in just an instant, it has already come to his eyes!

Although he knew that the scene in front of him was definitely an illusion, the old man in the short shirt still used his natal flying sword to protect himself with all his might, forming a shield and preparing to welcome the arrival of the blazing shockwave!

There was nothing in the void, and certainly no sound could have been heard. The earth-shattering explosion centered on the singularity was like a huge stone dropped on the calm water, and the shock wave spread out in circles like ripples of water!

The first shockwave silently hit the shield of the old man in the short shirt, "Boom! "The whole shield was suddenly pressed and changed shape! Because of the connection with the Natal Flying Sword, the old man in the short shirt felt the concussion of the Yuan Shen, and there was a feeling of dizziness and vomiting in his mind!

His sense was indeed correct, the energy contained in the singularity was amazing, and the scene in front of him was not entirely an illusion!

The old man in the short shirt tried his best to resist the first wave of shockwaves, but the follow-up shockwaves followed one after another, not giving him the slightest respite!

"Boom Boom Boom ......" The impact again and again seemed to be endless, and the old man in the short shirt gradually couldn't hold on with the waves of shocks, and even his natal flying sword was seriously damaged!

"Poof!" The old man in the short shirt spewed out a mouthful of old blood and was already injured, but he didn't dare to relax at all, so he could only mobilize the last power of the primordial god and desperately urge his natal flying sword to resist the never-ending shock wave!

If it goes on like this, the old man in the short shirt won't last long at all!

Just when the old man in the short shirt felt desperate, he suddenly felt a light in his eyes, and found that he had suddenly broken away from the void space!

"Could it be that Lin Xian can't hold on anymore?" The old man in the short shirt couldn't help but feel ecstatic in his heart, and thought silently: "It must be so!" Although the damage of the sword array he laid was incomparable, the consumption was also very huge! ”

It's a pity that when he looked up, he realized that he was thinking too much......

The old man in the short shirt was shocked by his own primordial spirit, and he should have been injured a lot, especially his natal flying sword, which was seriously damaged. Although you won't completely lose your ability to fight, you won't be able to do it for a long time!

And the two junior disciples who were trapped in Lin Xian's sword formation with him couldn't find any trace just now, but now they were not far from him. But his face was pale and he looked embarrassed, and he couldn't even stand on his feet, and he clearly lost the strength to fight back!

At this time, Lin Xian didn't look at the three of them at all, just stared coldly at a middle-aged scribe in front of him, and more than twenty young disciples of Emei standing behind him. What made him feel the most troublesome was Qingfeng and Qingjian who were sitting on the ground.

It turned out that the middle-aged scribe who had gone to pick up the young disciple rushed back in time, and captured Qingfeng and Qingjian on the way, which made Lin Xian feel jealous and withdrew from the Great Zhou Heavenly Sword Formation!

Lin Xian regretted a little in his heart, he ran the Great Zhou Tian Sword Array to simulate the Big Bang of the birth of the universe, and at the same time, he also cooperated with the "Phantom World" Immortal Array in the Immortal Sword, which really perfectly showed the origin of the universe!

But after all, he was still a little too greedy and insufficient, and attacked the three Ascended Great Cultivators at the same time, although they were all injured a lot, but they didn't kill even one of them

"How are you guys?" The middle-aged scribe's face was extremely solemn, and he asked the three senior brothers. The three of them are full of unstable breath, and it is clear that the injuries are not light! Although Lin Xian of Tianwei Sect is famous, how can he be so powerful?

"I ...... Burst! A great monk behind the old man in the short shirt just wanted to speak, but suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, hurriedly took out a pill and took it, sat cross-legged and began to heal his wounds!

The same is true for another person, sitting on the ground taking medicine to heal his injuries, it is clear that the injury is already extremely serious, and he can't take care of his face problem anymore!

......The onlookers in the distance were in an uproar, and the sound of ear-to-ear exchanges even came from afar. Lin Xian, the eldest disciple of the head of Tianwei Sect, is his strength so exaggerated? Fighting alone against the three ascended great cultivators of the Emei Sword Sect, he actually won a complete victory! Could it be that the Divine Continent cultivates the immortal realm, and from now on, it will change the sky?

The middle-aged scribe glanced coldly at the crowd of onlookers, feeling a burst of anger in his heart. I'm afraid that tomorrow's battle will spread all over the world, and the world's No. 1 Emei Sword Sect will be a big shame this time! But there are so many of those trash fish, it's impossible to wipe them all out!

The old man in the short shirt was relatively lightly injured, but he was not in a hurry to start healing, and said to the middle-aged scribe: "Senior Brother Liu, you must be careful!" Although this kid is young, his strength is amazing! And he also has a kind of sword formation, and the three of us have suffered a big loss in the sword formation! ”

"Sword formation?" The middle-aged scribe was shocked, the sword array was also very prosperous in ancient times, but because the requirements for cultivation were too high, he had to assist in practicing a kind of refining divine exercises, and now most of them have been lost!

I thought that Master Yue Bing's nephew had cultivated the Liangyi Dust Sword Formation of his own sect, and there was no opponent among the younger generations in the Divine Immortal Cultivation Realm, and even the old great cultivators could hardly resist!

But I didn't expect that Lin Xian of Tianwei Sect had also cultivated into a sword formation, I really don't know who is more powerful between him and Yue Bing's nephew?

"Master?" Suddenly, there was a mournful cry among the Emei disciples, and a figure rushed towards Lei Xiaoyun's corpse, it was his apprentice Liu Yan.

"Come back! At the moment of the great enemy, do you want those outsiders to see the joke? The middle-aged scribe shouted loudly and stopped Liu Yan's move!

"Uncle, my master, his old man is dead,...... Liu Yan said to the middle-aged scribe with tears in his eyes.

It turned out that this middle-aged scribe was also from the royal family of Shu, and he was still Liu Yan's uncle according to his generation.

"Shut up! Where do monastices use earthly titles? The middle-aged scribe reprimanded again, but he couldn't bear to see this nephew of his own family crying, so he said softly: "Your master's great enemy, this sect will definitely not give up easily!" Alas...... You will come to the Buzhou Academy to cultivate in the future......"

This time to chase and kill the fish that slipped through the net of the Qiankun Mixed Yuan Sect, the middle-aged scribe was of course duty-bound as the head of the Buzhou Academy, but he never expected that the Emei Sword sent six Ascended Great Monks to go out, and now he was killed and injured twice, and only one of them was left intact!

"Senior Brother Lei was killed by that exotic woman!" The old man in the short shirt pointed to Liana behind Lin Xian and said, "That woman's concealment technique is extremely weird, Senior Brother Lei was too seriously injured and was attacked by her!" I hated that I couldn't cut her off with all my might......"

At this moment, Liana also finished her luck and healing, and slowly opened her eyes.

"Master! Teacher! Seeing that her master and uncle were captured, Liana was also panicked, Lin Xian hurriedly stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, as if to show that everything was with me.

Hearing that Lei Xiaoyun did not die in Lin Xian's hands, the middle-aged scribe was actually relieved in his heart. After all, Tianwei Sect is also one of the five super sects, and it is also famous for refining weapons, and now there is such a demon as Lin Xian, even the Emei Sword Sect, which is the number one in the world, may also feel tricky!

"Lin Xiaoyou is the head disciple of the Tianwei Sect, but now he is the enemy of the Emei Sword Sect for the sake of outsiders. Aren't you afraid of causing a full-scale war between the two major sects? "The middle-aged scribe did not threaten Lin Xian as soon as he opened his mouth, but instead reasoned with facts and prepared to persuade him." As long as you hand over that exotic woman, we will not have happened today! ”

Lin Xian smiled, this middle-aged scribe probably didn't know his grievances with Yue Bing at all, nor did he know his relationship with Liana, it was really too simple to think about resolving the situation in front of him so easily......

(End of chapter)