Chu Long and the others, without the slightest fear, also broke out in the breath confrontation.

The breath of the two sides clashed in the void, and the undercurrent surged.

"It's good that it came in time, otherwise, the treasures here would be monopolized by the Ming Palace."

A young man from the Heavenly Sword Sect spoke.

This person is very handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the whole person is like a sharp sword, with a sharp edge.

In the Heavenly Sword Sect, this person is the strongest, and he is definitely a top master.

As for the Heavenly Sword Sect, it is difficult to say whether there is a second top master.

"Brother Jian, do you want to solve the people of the Ming Palace's Mansion first, and then take the treasure?"

The Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect transmitted the message to the young man of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Don't worry, take the treasure first, I have a feeling, the war swords in the hands of these people are all extraordinary, they are all top-level spiritual treasures, if you can succeed, for us and other people who practice swords, the increase is not small, it can improve our combat power, and then deal with the Ming Wangfu, it is much easier, reduce unnecessary casualties."

The young man of the Heavenly Sword Sect responded.

Swish!

Heavenly Sword Sect, there are already people who can't help it, like an arrow from the string, rushing towards one of the corpses, the power of heaven and earth poured in, turned into an invisible big hand, and grabbed the Sumeru mustard seed bag on the opponent's waist and the Lingbao battle sword in his hand.

But when this person approached, the sound of a sword roared sounded, and an extremely sharp sword light slashed towards this person.

This master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who has the cultivation of the third turn of the Yuan Shen, was shocked at this moment, drew his sword out of the sheath, and resisted with all his might.

With a bang, the person shook violently, retreated hundreds of meters backwards, his arms trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"It's not good, these corpses formed a sword formation before they died, and the sword formation will not disperse after death, cultivate as a weak, don't come forward."

The young man led by the Heavenly Sword Sect shouted.

This person seems to be young, but he is a supreme elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, named Jian Wuxin, and he is a figure of the same generation as Jian Wuji.

"Elder Taishang, I'll try."

In the Heavenly Sword Sect, an old man with fluttering white hair and fairy wind bones stepped forward, with the Lingbao Battle Sword in his hand, and the sword qi surging around his body, forming a river of sword qi, surrounding him, and then approaching a corpse.

Sonor!

When this person approached the corpse, the war sword in the corpse's hand moved again, and a fierce sword qi burst out, slashing the old man.

The old man immediately counterattacked, and the sword in his hand stabbed out, and the sword was equally gorgeous.

Rumble!

The two sword lights clashed in the air, stirring up infinite small sword qi and sweeping in all directions.

"Stand back!"

Chu Long swept with his spear, blocking the swept sword qi, and with the people of the Ming Palace, he retreated to the edge of the square, away from the seven corpses.

After the old man of the Heavenly Sword Sect stumbled, he fought back, slashed out three swords in a row, crushed the sword light emitted by the corpse, and then stepped forward and approached the corpse.

But at this moment, the battle swords in the hands of the seven corpses buzzed at the same time, blooming with dazzling sword light, especially the corpse that the old man approached, even the body was glowing, and then, these rays of light condensed into a figure.

A vague figure, holding a lightsaber, rushed into the sky.

Swish!

Light and shadow hold a sword and slash the old man.

It is actually a god-level swordsmanship, and the sword momentum is incomparable.

The old man was frightened, and he took out thirteen swords in a row, and the sword shadows were heavy, and a heavy sword shadow light curtain was laid in front of him.

Burst!

A crisp voice sounded, and the sword shadow light curtain was easily penetrated, and the sword light did not stop, slashing towards the old man.

The old man was frightened and flew back sharply, but he was still a step too late, and was swept by the sword light, and a bloody sword wound appeared on his chest, almost splitting him in half.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the sword unintentionally made a move and blocked the sword light for him, otherwise, under this sword, the old man would fall.

"So strong?"

Everyone was awe-struck, looking at the sword-wielding light and shadow, their faces solemn.

The white-haired old man of the Heavenly Sword Sect was the fourth turn of the Yuan Shen and a master who had trained the Yuan Shen.

Such a character was almost killed by a sword of light and shadow, and the power of this sword array was amazing.

For a time, no one dared to step forward.

Touch!

The sword stepped forward unintentionally, and a war sword was suspended above his head, and the sword was as thick as a mountain, forcing towards the light and shadow.

Swish!

When Jian Wuxin approached, the light and shadow took the lead, and Jian Wuxin swung his sword to meet it.

The two sword lights collided, and a terrifying roar erupted.

The light and shadow and Jian Wuxin's body trembled at the same time, and they fell backwards.

Then, Fu fought together again, and the two sides clashed violently, like two kendo powerhouses in a big battle.

"Brother Jian, I'm here to help you."

The Great Elder of the Tianque Sect jumped out and walked towards the corpse of Jian Wuxin's target.

But instead of helping Jian Wuxin, he mobilized the power of heaven and earth, condensed a big hand, and grabbed the Sumeru mustard seed bag on the corpse's waist.

He wanted to take the Sumeru mustard bag while the sword was unintentionally entangled in light and shadow.

But the battle sword in the corpse's hand hummed, and a sword light slashed out, splitting the power of heaven and earth condensed by the great elder of the Tianque Sect, and slashed at him head-on.

The Great Elder of the Tianque Sect swung his sword to resist, and kept moving forward, approaching the corpse.

At this moment, another corpse near this corpse bloomed brightly, and also condensed a light and shadow, holding a light sword, killing the Great Elder of the Tianque Sect and blocking it.

Jian Wuxin snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with the fact that the Great Elder of the Tianque Sect wanted to take the opportunity to take the Sumeru mustard seed bag just now.

"This sword formation is integrated, whether it is attacking one person or several people, the effect is the same."

Zuo Yun explained in a low voice.

"Let's try it too."

Chu Long held his gun and stepped forward, heading towards one of the corpses.

The biggest treasure on this island may be in the Sumeru mustard seed bag of these seven people.

These seven people, the formations laid out after their deaths, all have such power, they must have been amazing characters in their lifetimes.

What they left behind must be extraordinary.

Even the Cheng Dynasty also stepped forward, side by side with Chu Long, obviously intending to join forces with Chu Long.

Seeing Chu Long and Liancheng Chao make a move, the Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect breathed a sigh of relief, but he still didn't make a move, but stared at Lu Yan.

He was afraid that Lu Yan would suddenly attack them.

"Zuo Yun, is there a way to crack this sword array?"

Lu Yan sent a message to Zuo Yun.

"There is no way but to break through with absolute strength."

Zuo Yun responded.

Lu Yan nodded, and then walked towards a corpse.

Seeing Lu Yan's move, the Supreme Elder of the Tianque Sect was relieved, and he also walked forward and locked a corpse.

The Great War broke out in an instant.

Chu Long and Liancheng Chao joined forces, but there were still two figures attacking them, and in the end, the two simply separated, each attacking a corpse, trying to find a way to break through.

The Great Elder of the Tianque Sect was also separated from Jian Wuxin and dealt with a corpse alone.

And Lu Yan, and the Elder Taishang of the Tianque Sect, also faced a corpse separately.

Six masters, and six lights and shadows, fierce confrontation.

Lu Yan was covered with scales, and he operated the True Dragon Battle Body to the extreme, and fought with the light and shadow for dozens of moves in a row.

"It's just light and shadow, even the Lingbao battle sword hasn't come out, it's so sharp."

Lu Yan looked at the white marks on his palm, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

He glanced at the others, no one could break through the defense of light and shadow, and no one could successfully get the Sumeru mustard seed bag.

"Now, there is no need to hide some means."

Lu Yan's mind turned sharply, and after eight more moves with the light and shadow, two figures suddenly rushed out of his body.

It is two martial arts clones.

Lu Yan entangled the light and shadow with all his strength, while the two martial arts clones bypassed the light and shadow, and quickly rushed towards the corpse from the left and right sides.

When the two clones rushed out, the shadow on Lu Yan's body flashed, and another martial arts clone rushed out, and this time, it was four.

Then, four more.

Lu Yan dispatched ten martial arts clones in a row.

Of course, they are all first-class martial arts clones, and there are hundreds of such martial arts clones.

The two martial arts clones in front quickly approached the corpse, and the battle sword in the corpse's hand hummed, bursting out two sword qi.

With two pops, the first-class martial arts clone, without the power to resist, was split in half and dissipated into energy.

But immediately after, the four martial arts clones behind rushed over, reaching out and grabbing the Sumeru mustard seed bag on the corpse's waist.

The sword in the corpse's hand buzzed again, and another sword qi burst out, slashing towards the clone at the front who was grabbing the mustard bag in Sumeru.

But a clone behind him, stepping out in one step, landed in front, and blocked the two sword qi with his own body.

Airplanes!

The battle sword seemed to be furious, the sound of the sword roar became more intense, and between the flashes of light, several more sword qi swept out.

But the two martial arts clones in the back rushed forward and blocked all the sword qi that swept out.

And when the martial arts clone was hit, it was naturally wiped out.

But after resisting two waves in a row, the previous martial arts clone finally succeeded, grabbed the Sumeru mustard seed bag on the corpse's waist, and pulled it out.

"Got it."

Lu Yan was excited.

lost five martial arts clones before and after, and finally succeeded.

After the martial arts clone got the Sumeru mustard seed bag, it immediately retreated quickly, but it was still a step too late, and a sword aura flashed, cutting it in two.

But the moment this martial arts clone was beheaded, he waved his hand and threw out the Sumeru mustard seed bag, which was caught by another martial arts clone following behind, and then quickly rushed towards Lu Yan.

The battle sword in the corpse's hand shook again, bursting out with terrifying sword qi, attacking and killing the martial arts clone from behind.

But fortunately, there were enough martial arts clones dispatched by Lu Yan, and the other three were left behind, blocking the one in front.

Poof!

Then two more martial arts clones were beheaded, but after such a delay, the martial arts clone holding the Sumeru mustard seed bag finally rushed in front of Lu Yan.

Lu Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed the Sumeru mustard seed bag in his hand, and then cast the star legs, and kicked out with both legs, blocking the attack of light and shadow.

And the remaining two martial arts clones rushed into Lu Yan's body and disappeared.

Lu Yan quickly retreated, getting rid of the light and shadow.

The masters of the Tianque Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect saw that Lu Yan had successfully obtained a Sumeru mustard seed bag, and their eyes were red with envy.

But they couldn't have copied Lu Yan's method.

They didn't know what kind of means Lu Yan used, and he was able to rush out ten figures that were exactly the same as himself.

They speculated that this might be a special effect of Lu Yan's visceral miracles.

Every figure at least has the strength of the Yuan Shen Realm, do they want to let the Yuan Shen Realm of the sect fill it with their lives?

It's impossible.

(End of chapter)