The wind howled, devouring the heavens and the earth, sweeping countless ancient trees, boulders, dust and sand, all swept in, and even the white clouds in the sky did not seem to be able to escape, twisted into a ball, colliding with each other, agitating, and rumbling loudly, like a black dragon wrathed and struck down critically.

All the members of the Blood Sword Army immediately felt the ferocity of the rage, and their hearts shook violently...... In the face of this terrifying celestial might, there is no doubt that they are small and fragile.

At this moment, the solid earth under his feet cracked silently, and arms made of green vines appeared, strong and terrifying, wrapped around the ankles, or simply wrapped around half of the body, and dragged them to the ground.

Bang bang bang ...

Many members of the Blood Sword Army were caught off guard, and they were dragged into the earth and disappeared without a trace.

"Damn, everyone watch out for their step..."

"These remnants of fame are scheming and laying this trap, thinking that they can catch us all, it is absolutely impossible..."

"Fight back, in the shortest possible time, kill all the remnants of the fame, see what else they can do?"

......

There is no doubt that the attack of the remnants of the Fame Dao was extremely fierce from the beginning, and even if there were thousands of other disciples of the Ancient Sword Mansion, I am afraid that they would already have heavy casualties.

But the Blood Sword Army is different after all, after being tempered, the courage is amazing, and the spirit is firm, after the initial panic, they all came back to their senses, swung their swords and slashed up and down, left and right, and guarded themselves to the water.

Chen Lin was very pleased, because the Blood Sword Army had the ability to protect itself, there was no need for him to be distracted and take care of it, and immediately shouted: "The Blood Sword Army obeys the order, led by He Junwei, Niu Yongwang and others, and turns the whole into zero, hunting and fame and the remnants, and the one with the most abundant results, I will be rewarded..."

"I will not disgrace my life..."

With a bang, the Blood Sword Army split into several strands, like stars scattered in all directions, but in the blink of an eye, they killed in the direction of Chaoyin Mountain at the same time.

The wind swept wildly, even if it was the aftermath, it was extremely violent, and all the members of the Blood Sword Army had to go against the wind, and from time to time someone was blown into the air, like a bird with broken wings, unable to help itself, or smashed on the ground, or smashed on a boulder, or hung on a tree branch in the distance.

There are also vine hands, like poisonous snakes lurking in the ground, suddenly appearing, vigorously grasping the camera, once caught, immediately dragged into the earth.

The end was very bad, but not a single member of the Blood Sword Army flinched, and some of them chose to swing their swords to slash the wind and sprint with all their might.

There are also people who choose to take a detour, left or right, and copy both sides.

This scene is completely different from the imagination of the famous people, although they now have the absolute upper hand, but for some reason, they still feel terrified.

Up and down the Ancient Sword Mansion, it's really different from before...

A famous Dao master suddenly roared angrily, full of grief and resentment: "Is this the arrogance that the Ancient Sword Mansion generated after slaughtering our fame? Okay, very good, let's completely break it today, please wish me a hand..."

"Good..."

"Fight..."

"Blood debt and blood payment..."

All the people who have survived the fame and the catastrophe all roared, and the hatred soared to the sky, filling the four wildernesses, almost substantial, and the intensity could not be dissolved completely.

As soon as the battle began, it was already doomed, and only one side of the two sides could continue to survive.

They struck with all their might, urging the Dao technique "Wind and Dust" to the extreme, and the black tornado that roared and raged between heaven and earth was like a dragon falling, and the huge rocks swept in it were as violent as meteorites.

The ancient trees collided and burned, emitting extremely hot and terrifying flames, which quickly spread.

Endless dust and sand rotate at high speed, like a grinding wheel, enough to grind everything in the world into powder.

"Wind Dragons..."

Triple killing, infinite resentment, all gathered together, shrouded all the miles in a radius, and the critical attack went down, there was no escape, there was no way to avoid it.

Chen Lin was in the center of the storm, and all around him were flying sand and rocks, whether it was boulders or tenacious weeds, all of them were strangled by the wind.

The earth is three feet short out of thin air...

Chen Lin seemed to be rooted in the ground, and he didn't move as if he had taken root, letting his clothes hunt, his hair was flying, and when he was about to leave his body, he slashed out with a sword.

This sword is ingenious and unremarkable, but it fills the sky and earth in an instant, and the sword light is transparent and clear, like glass, not dusty.

Then, a series of ripples rippled from the tip of the sword, indestructible and unbreakable.

The boulders that fell like meteorites turned into powder without a sound.

The violently burning ancient tree shattered violently, shattered into sawdust, and quickly spread in the air, and for a time the flames were great, but it was the last glory, and soon there was nothing to burn, and it was automatically extinguished.

The dust and sand in the sky strangely and inexplicably stagnated in the void, and then was obliterated by a sword.

This qiē happened too quickly, and the vast majority of people present were only killed when they saw Chen Lin sword across the sky, and the tornado as fierce as a black dragon was killed.

On time, the clouds are light and the wind is light...

Those members of the Blood Sword Army who pounced on the remnants of the Rising Fame, but were hindered by the violent wind, felt a sudden lightness on their bodies, and their speed increased dramatically, and in a few breaths, they could clearly see the figures of those remnants of the Rising Immortals, all of them with terrified expressions.

The members of the Blood Sword Army exclaimed, Fu Zun is Fu Zun, and such a powerful Dao technique may also be destroyed with one sword.

"Kill..."

He Junwei was one of them, roaring and rushing into the mountains and forests, swinging his sword and slashing at a remnant of fame who looked like he was about thirty years old, and the sword light swept by, threatening to take his head.

"Ah, let me die, Fireball..."

The famous remnant was both frightened and frightened, and hurriedly sacrificed a talisman and flew into the air, with a loud "boom", and an orange fireball exploded.

The earth was immediately blasted out of a deep pit, not to mention flesh and blood, even if it was a hundred refined steel, it would be blown up.

He Junwei didn't think about it, and directly split the flames and heat waves of the explosion in half with a single sword, and the mountains, rocks and trees on both sides were all blown to pieces, but he and the place under his feet were unscathed.

This is the "fire slashing" in the four basic skills of sword cultivation...

He Junwei had already cultivated perfectly, and he cut the fireball straight away, rushing in front of the famous remnant, his movements were comparable to thunder, and with a twist of his wrist, the sword light crossed his neck.

The head of the remnant of fame immediately flew up, his face full of horror, and he did not blink a blind eye.

"Kill..."

He Junwei didn't care, and killed the nearest enemy.

His movements flickered like ghosts, and the talismans sacrificed by the remnants of the famous Dao and the Dao techniques cast could not hurt him at all, but he took the opportunity to kill many people.

Not only He Junwei, but other members of the Blood Sword Army also successfully rushed in front of the remnants of the famous Dao, and immediately began to kill, with their heads rolling and blood flowing like a river.

Among this group of famous sword cultivators, there are masters at the level of Dao Master, but the rest of them are basically miscellaneous fish, and there are only three or two Daoist-level figures.

And the Blood Sword Army has a large number of people, and everyone practices the "Thirteen Blood Sword", which can be described as fearless, which is enough to deal with the remnants of these hundreds of famous Taoist cultivators.

No matter how many traps and strange Dao techniques were laid out by the remnants of the Famous Dao, as long as those members of the Blood Sword Army approached, they would immediately be dancing like long swords, and wherever they passed, all the enemies immediately fell and died on the spot.

Killing people is like mowing grass, fierce and abnormal...

"Damn, shit..."

A powerful aura suddenly erupted, like a flood of fierce beasts descending, terrifying, and when the remnants of Fame were slaughtered, their leader finally arrived, a long-faced man, wearing a wide-sleeved robe, with his hands caged in his sleeves.

His gaze was gloomy, and without saying a word, he pointed to He Junwei, who was rushing to the front, silently, without the abnormal sound of opening the air, nor the brilliant brilliance.

However, He Junwei felt the coldest killing machine, his eyebrows jumped, he didn't think about it, and the horizontal sword was in front of his chest.

"Ding..."

A crunch, not loud.

He Junwei was hit hard, and immediately flew backwards into the air, flying several feet away before falling to the ground.

"Hey, it's actually a fourth-order Dao Master..."

When Chen Lin heard this, his face was shocked, and without saying a word, Zongjian stepped forward, landed beside He Junwei, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"Fuzun, you've embarrassed you......" He Junwei's face turned pale, his brows were tightly twisted, he was obviously enduring unimaginable severe pain, and before he could say a few more words, a mouthful of black blood spurted out and he passed out.

Chen Lin paused in his heart, waved his hand, summoned the members of the nearby Blood Sword Army to his side, and ordered them to take He Junwei down to heal his injuries, and after he began to examine the strong enemy in front of him.

The Fourth-Order Dao Master is already an extraordinary figure.

Don't say it's famous, even in that Shangyuan Pavilion, the Lancang family, a figure of this level, also has a place.

This Great Dao Master looked at Chen Lin, and suddenly made a move, a slender and slender hand like white jade, which seemed to slowly slash through the air, and then from his fingertips, he suddenly burst out of true qi, extremely pure, in the void, swimming again and again.

It seems to be using the hand as a pen, in the void, carving the next talisman.

This talisman has finally taken shape.

In the originally empty void, a strong light suddenly burst out, and this strong light formed a talisman...

This talisman is a big gun...

A virtual talisman spear, a critical blow in the air, and a fierce kill.

The True Ancient Yuan Sword in Chen Lin's hand jumped up, and collided with the Void Fu Spear in the air with incomparable accuracy, entangled, like light and electricity, in the blink of an eye, the two fought for I don't know how many rounds, clanging, sparks bursting, sword qi vertical and horizontal, spear mang, very gorgeous.

The remnants of Fame and the members of the Blood Sword Army all watched nervously, and their hearts were seized for it.

Chen Lin was also taken aback: "The way of the talisman...... Moreover, is it a virtual talisman technique? Famous Dao, there is actually a great talisman master who escaped? How is this possible...... On the Lancang Great Plains, even in the Shangyuan Pavilion, among the Dao cultivation of the Lancang family, there is absolutely no way to truly cultivate to become a Fu Dao Master, or even a Great Fu Dao Master..."

Others don't know, but he knows it very well.

Taoism is not a complete body, and there are actually many branches within it.

For example, some Taoist cultivators specialize in the art of talismans, and when they reach the state of being supernatural, they will not fall behind in the art of talismans against any Taoist and swordsmanship of the same level.

This kind of character is called a rune cultivator. The levels are divided into: Fu Daoist, Fu Dao Master, Great Fu Dao Master......

In the same way, there are also practitioners such as Dan Dao, which are divided into Dan Daoist, Dan Dao Master, and Great Dan Dao Master......

And so on and so forth. R405