And just a moment before this qiē happened, in the corner of the Akiyama Palace, in a certain inconspicuous Taoist palace.

Qianjun Daozi sat cross-legged, settled and recuperated, like a statue, and did not move.

Suddenly, Akiyama Xuan hurriedly broke in, knelt on the ground, and said without raising his head: "Master, the big thing is not good... I ran to keep an eye on the people, and came back to report that the Streamer Sword Hou had sent his son Akiyama Wufeng to invite Chen Lin's kid to meet, and I didn't know what he was going to plot..."

Qiu Shan Xuan was anxious, for fear that Chen Lin and the Streamer Sword Hou would collude together, so if he wanted to take revenge, it would be more than ten times more difficult than now.

His master, Qianjun Daozi, although he is famous, is one of the top ten Daozi decided at the Lancang Cultivator Conference ten years ago.

However, the Streamer Sword is a stronger character.

Twenty years ago, one of the eight great sword candidates of the last Lancang Conference...

These two big men who both belong to the Akiyama country, but they are a pair of sworn enemies, and they have been fighting for ten years since the rise of the Thousand Armies.

Behind both sides, there is also a powerful force, almost to the point of not dying.

As a descendant disciple of the Thousand Armies Daozi, Akiyama Xuan naturally had a disagreement with the Streamer Sword Hou, and when he heard the news that Akiyama Wufeng had gone to meet Chen Lin in person, he was naturally anxious.

“......”

It's a pity that his eagerness didn't get a response from Qianjun Daozi, and his heart suddenly became uneasy.

After a long while, Akiyama Xuan's heart was like a cat, he couldn't wait any longer, he couldn't bear his anxiety, plucked up his courage, and looked up.

I saw his master Qianjun Daozi, starting from the soles of his feet, petrifying continuously, and the ancient cyan color spread rapidly towards his upper body, turning into a lifelike stone statue in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, the flag planted on the eaves of the Dao Palace suddenly flew up, pierced through the void, and gave birth to rolling clouds, sweeping away overwhelmingly.

"It's the magic weapon of the master, the blood flag of a thousand armies..."

Akiyama Xuan looked up in amazement, but in his mind, a sigh suddenly sounded, and at the moment when he couldn't bear it anymore and looked up, it sounded clearly in his mind.

It seems that Qianjun Michiko is very disappointed with his appearance.

Akiyama was melancholy and regretted, but it was useless.

He kowtowed three times to the petrified Thousand Army Daozi, then quickly got up and chased in the direction where the Thousand Army Blood Banner flew away, preparing to witness the scene of the Thousand Army Blood Flag repelling Akiyama Wufeng and forcefully enveloping Chen Lin over.

In this way, the hatred in my heart is eliminated...

......

......

After an instant, on the long street, there were already black clouds, and in the black clouds, a blood flag, violently swaggering...

Bloody, murderous...

Chen Lin, Feng Qingshuang, Autumn Mountain Wufeng, etc., everyone was shocked.

"Crazy... Crazy..."

Akiyama Wufeng cursed loudly, his face red and his ears red.

He never thought that Qianjun Daozi would dare to sacrifice his magic weapon, a red blood banner, in broad daylight, from a place where he didn't know how far away, to rob people.

It's simply lawless.

Not only is it aimed at the Streamer Sword Marquis, but it also ignores the laws of the Akiyama Kingdom.

He is indeed a strong man.

This kind of big man, either not moving, once he does it, is earth-shattering...

As soon as the banner rolled, the red light rolled down, like a match, like a torrent, rolled a few times, and turned into a blood-colored python, dozens of feet thick, full of spirituality, like a living creature opened its bloody mouth, the fire wave rolled, scorching like purgatory, and it was about to swallow up the street and refine the posture.

In fact, the target is none other than Chen Lin...

Chen Lin's side Feng Qingshuang, Mo Chuan, Xu Yin, Yu Yuanyuan, and Qiushan Wufeng are also in danger.

The big man is angry, and it's really not trivial...

However, Chen Lin and the others were definitely not people who were waiting to be killed, roaring angrily, and they all drew their long swords, and they were about to fight with Qianjun Daozi.

"Rampant..."

Akiyama Wufeng also suddenly shouted angrily, in order to save himself, for the sake of the prestige of the Streamer Sword Candidate, he pointed to the sky and said: "What my father expected, it is indeed not wrong, the Thousand Armies have been rampant to the point of lawlessness, and they must be eradicated in order to maintain the dignity of my Akiyama Kingdom and the Akiyama royal family..."

Akiyama Wufeng suddenly opened his mouth, and a white pill suddenly jumped out of his mouth, blooming with blazing sword light, and illuminating the darkness strongly.

Each wisp of sword light cut out a different swordsmanship, or like a continuous stream of water, like a soft and lingering drizzle, or like a hot and strong heat...... Thousands of swordsmanship, as if they were all in it.

Chen Lin's eyes shrank slightly, and he shouted.

"Kenmaru..."

This is a powerful sword cultivator, a sword pill that has been cultivated...

As soon as this sword pellet exploded, it became a sword light, traversing the sky and killing the blood-colored banner.

The sword light was too fast, as fast as a streamer...

The power was also extremely terrifying, the blood-colored giant python opened its bloody mouth, wanting to forcibly devour this sword light, but it was directly pierced, and then it was entangled by the sword light a few times, and began to annihilate silently.

In the blink of an eye, the blood light dissipated, the dark clouds opened, and only the blood flags of the thousand armies were left floating alone in mid-air.

And most people can only see that there is a sword light like a streamer, from the bottom to the top, across the heavens and the earth, and it will pierce through the rolling dark clouds that almost descended on them.

The blazing and bright light of the sun shines down again, expelling the darkness and bringing light and hope, and a miracle comes.

Many frightened passers-by involuntarily knelt on the ground, bowed and worshipped, wept bitterly, and were glad to have picked up a life.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

Chen Lin and the others naturally wouldn't be so stupid, clenching the long sword in their hands, and watching intently as the sword pill collided with the blood flag of the thousand armies in the air, vibrating, chasing back and forth in the air, dragging out terrifying sword rays and blood light.

The rolling dark clouds were cut to pieces, and they continued to converge and merge, reflecting the heaven and earth below, and the light was shining brightly, one was dark like a tide, and the other was bright.

"Sure enough, it's so powerful..."

"Is this the strength of the Eight Great Sword Candidates and the Ten Great Daoists?"

The wind was clear and frosty, and the faces of Mo Chuan, Xu Yin and others were uncertain, and their hearts were even more overturned, both shocked and afraid.

Chen Lin took the opportunity to say: "Qingshuang, Senior Sister Mo Chuan, Senior Brother Xu Yin, you all retreat..."

He did not hesitate to sacrifice the True Gu Yuan Sword, emitting divine might, guarding in front of everyone, facing the battle between the two masters, without fear.

"No... I'm a senior sister, how can I ask you to protect me..."Mo Chuan gritted his teeth and said, his voice extremely firm.

Elder Yu and Xu Yin did not speak, but they did not retreat, and always held their positions and supported them with actions.

Feng Qingshuang said with remorse: "Chen Lin, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have fought with Akiyama Xuan, so that you would have caused such a catastrophe... Now, you take the people of the Ancient Sword Mansion to leave quickly, I am in the way here, I don't believe it, they dare to do it to me?"

"Hahaha, where can you escape? all stay here obediently, wait for my father's sword pill to defeat the blood banner of the thousand armies, and then follow me..."Akiyama Wufeng laughed wildly, full of spirit.

However, at this very moment.

Bang...

The blood flag of the thousand armies stopped, swaggered in the air, and a loud cry came out of it.

"A thousand armies..."

Suddenly, among the blood flags, the blood shadows were heavy, turning into figures, human figures, demon beasts, and strange shapes, but extremely hideous and terrifying blood demons appeared, as if they had just fought fiercely in the blood pool hell, and were suddenly summoned.

Every blood-colored figure exuded an incomparably bloody and ferocious aura, forming thousands of troops, letting out a violent roar, and swept towards the sword pill.

Heaven and earth were the first to be dyed blood red, so red that people palpitated, so red that they couldn't open their eyes.

"Oh no, everyone be careful... Those are not real people, demon beasts, blood demons, but a kind of blood refining puppet... Each one has the strength of a sword master, forming a large array, which is enough to crush a master at the level of a great sword master..."

Akiyama Wufeng's face changed drastically, and he took the initiative to retreat, his long sword flew, forming a sword wheel, and he didn't dare to let those blood shadows get close at all.

Fortunately, the sword pill was also glowing, and then with a snort, it stretched out, from the shape of a fist-sized bead to a sword shape, and immediately the edge was revealed, and there was constantly a sword light passing by, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed to be a real light, constantly shooting past, and thousands of troops and horses, in the dim sky of the radius, to fight...

The fierce battle in the sky became more intense and terrifying.

The sun and the moon are eclipsed.

Even from a very distance, the tragic battle in the sky could be clearly seen, and most of the residents of the royal city were shocked and panicked, thinking that the end was coming, and fled towards the outside of the city.

There were also many masters who hurried from all directions, wanting to see what was going on, but they didn't dare to get too close.

At this time, the battle situation became more and more intense, and from the blood flag, a sneer came: "Streamer Sword Marquis, very good, you and I have a fight, whoever can win a move will take this son away, how about it?"

"Good..."

In the streamer-like sword light, there was an immediate response.

The two fought more and more fiercely, and they could no longer keep their hands, and the aftermath of the battle destroyed one after another the trading houses below, or were directly pierced by the blood shadow, and the carved beams and paintings melted into juice, or were slashed by the sword light, and the luxurious palace turned into powder.

The originally neat streets and prosperous trading houses suddenly became full of holes, like purgatory on earth.

The owners of those trading houses wanted to cry without tears, but they didn't dare to turn their heads back, and ran for their lives.

"The soul is a thousand miles away, and a thought is unrestrained... This is...... A strong man who refines the Yuan and transforms the soul, and enters the realm of the Sword Soul and the Dao Soul..."

In an instant, Chen Lin understood.

Qianjun Daozi is a character in the realm of Dao Soul.

The Streamer Sword Marquis is a character in the Sword Soul Realm...

Two veritable big figures, no wonder they are so terrifying.

In their hands, Chen Lin understood that he could not escape.

However, he didn't want to run away at all.

He held the True Gu Yuan Sword, and the battle intent in his heart boiled violently.

There is no fear.

His whole body was instantly filled with a strong battle intent...

Boils...

Endless sword qi shot out from Chen Lin's body, soaring into the sky, shaped like a mountain peak, majestic and magnificent, and smashed the blood shadow that rolled up in the sky, the sword light like a streamer, all of which were shattered, and strongly announced his own existence.

He let out a long and arrogant voice: "You guys, have you asked me?"

No matter how strong you are, you won't give in.

The stronger you are, the more warlike you are.

This is kendo.

The Way of Sword Cultivation... R405