The purple-robed old man was frightened and dodged, he had been shocked by Lin Fu just now, if he hadn't had four monks in front of him, maybe Lin Yan's sword just now would have posed a threat to his life.

Lin Yan's Gathering Spirit Palm quickly disappeared under the bombardment of these flying swords, after all, this was only an instant stimulus for Lin Yan to defuse the collective attack of these monks, he didn't think that he could expand the results of the battle with just this palm.

The Black Prison Sword originally appeared in the sky after bringing up a blood mist, but at this moment, the black light was bright, and the monks were still a little surprised why Lin Yan's random palm could block their flying sword, but at this moment, his face was a little difficult to see.

Airplanes!

With a buzzing sound, the Black Prison Sword suddenly split in succession, and in front of everyone's eyes, it turned into one hundred and twenty-eight identical flying swords.

"Splitting swordsmanship!" The purple-shirted old man has now joined the white-robed Confucian Sheng, he will not face Lin Yan alone, but when he sees Lin Fu's splitting swordsmanship now, he is of course shocked.

"Even if this person has the ability to reach the heavens, is it still stronger than the predecessors of the Ning Dan Period?" The white-robed Confucian waved his sleeves, and a yellow storm suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Huh?" Lin Yan used the sword splitting technique to prevent some cold arrow attacks in the future, after all, after the one hundred and twenty-eight flying swords wrapped him in it, Lin Yan was already like a humanoid meat grinder, but now Lin Yan frowned after seeing this yellow storm.

"No matter how sharp your swordsmanship is, can't Bai's Huang Qisha help you?" the white-robed Confucian smirked and said.

"It turned out to be Huang Yusha, so you can be sure!" one of the monks seemed to know the special methods used by the white-robed Confucian scholars.

Huang Gong Sha, this sand was originally a special kind of refining material that was more cherished in the cultivation realm, if it was attached when refining the flying sword, then this flying sword and the opponent's flying sword would collide, and it would have the power to reduce the attack speed of the enemy's flying sword;

Lin Fu's swordsmanship is indeed a powerful existence in the same level, but the white-robed Confucian has Huang Qisha as a support, and there is a possibility that he can break Lin Fu's swordsmanship.

Sure enough, as soon as this Huang Qisha made a move, the monks who surrounded and killed Lin Yan all recalled the flying sword, and they naturally knew the prestige of Huang Qisha, so they didn't want their flying sword to be implicated in the slightest.

As soon as the yellow storm swept through, it immediately enveloped the space around Lin Yan's body, although this yellow sand would not do any harm to the monk's body, but it had a restraining effect on the monk's flying sword.

Lin Fu showed a slightly surprised expression when he heard this, because within the scope of his divine sense, the lineup of twenty-five monks in the rear was already getting closer and closer to him, once these monks arrived, then even if they couldn't kill Lin Yu in a short time, they would still be holding back Lin Yan's pace, and if this was the case, then the number of monks that Lin Fu would have to face in the future was a huge number.

Yes, the follow-up Lin Fu will face all the greedy people who rushed to the Blue Wind Forest after hearing the news.

"I can't go on like this!"

With an affirmation in his heart, a black light flashed under Lin Yu's feet, and Han Youshuo took Lin Yan's body, and the blazing sword that was replaced in an instant, and then saw Lin Yu holding this sword with one hand, and shooting out wildly at the white-robed Confucian side.

The one hundred and twenty-eight flying swords transformed by the Sword Splitting Technique swirled wildly around Lin Yan, and what they did was to protect Lin Yan from being attacked, but on the other hand, they were suppressed by Huang Qisha.

If it weren't for the fact that Lin Fu's spiritual power was much more condensed than that of ordinary monks, then Lin Fu's sword splitting technique would definitely collapse.

"What a big boldness!" Seeing that Lin Fu did not retreat but advanced, he folded his hands together, and more than a dozen monks in the central government pointed out Lin Yan's figure again and again.

Woo-la-la!

More than a dozen flying swords of various colors burst out in a semicircle, and even the space seemed to be cut open with such a powerful momentum.

"Get out!"

Lin Yan opened his mouth angrily, and the scorching sword in his hand swung dozens of sword lights in a row, mixed with Lin Yan's battle intent, and collided with these flying swords.

Ding Ding Ding!

Under the sound of a string of gold and iron clashing, Lin Yu was like a god of war possessed, even if he faced so many masters, he never showed a trace of defeat.

"How is it possible?" The flying sword of the purple-shirted old man's sneak attack on Lin Yan was directly slashed by Lin Yan's sword, and he was a little embarrassed.

is also the strength of the peak of the rotation, why is this young man in front of him so strong?

The purple-shirted old man fell into deep thought, and although his flying sword shot out again, he himself was a little reluctant.

"He's killed!" One of the monks in the late stage of Xuanzhao saw that Lin Yu had not only defused their flying sword attack, but had also come close to the distance of a hundred zhang from them, and his face was extremely pale.

"You dare to ignore my Huang Yusha!" The white-robed Confucian was furious when he found that Lin Yan was still so big in the face of so many people in his own camp.

Lin Yu's explosive figure suddenly became shorter, and he looked coldly at the dozen or so monks in the white-robed Confucian camp, only to see a black hill of more than ten zhang in size suddenly appear in the sky above these monks for no reason.

Optimus Peak!

Lin Yu finally used Optimus Peak!

With Lin Yan's net worth, where can these monks be compared, not long after the appearance of this black hill, it directly has the effect of locking on the target, falling down after a breath, under the strong wind pressure, it looks as if Lin Yan is going to crush them to death with one move.

"It's not good, heavy treasures!" The white-robed Confucian suddenly burst out in a hurry, he dodged stiffly, and the rest of the monks slapped their big hands up one after another, and more than a dozen spiritual power light palms appeared.

Thundered!

With a shocking sound, Lin Fu's Qingtian Peak was actually blocked, but at this time, Lin Fu was closer to these monks.

His lips opened slightly, and a black light shot out with lightning speed, and such a quick attack could not allow these monks to react.

Puff puff!

Connecting the throats of seven people, the black mang finally appeared after that, hovering back and forth in the sky.

The sword in the tongue actually killed seven monks in an instant at such a critical juncture, and Lin Yan's grasp of the battle situation this time was simply exquisite to the extreme.

Originally, these monks were still in a feeling of the aftermath of their lives after blocking Lin Yan's Heavenly Peak, but it was because of this negligence that they fell one after another.

In front of Lin Fu there were now only the purple-shirted old man and the white-robed Confucian and the two frightened monks, who had no idea that Lin Fu could kill eleven of their wave of fifteen monks in such a short period of time, which was simply a bit ironic.

"Haha

The white-robed Confucian was stunned at first, and then seemed to have discovered something.

"Fellow Daoist, have you forgotten one thing!" The white-robed Confucian waved his sleeves, not only putting away the yellow sand that was permeating Lin Yan's body, but also a black prison sword that had been restored to its original state.

After the Black Prison Sword was cast by Lin Xuan, it not only had to resist the attacks of the dozen or so flying swords, but it was also contaminated by the yellow sand for most of it, and at this moment, the aura was dim, and the surface of the sword body showed a thick layer of sand.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Lin Yan had obviously noticed this.

"I'll take this sword!" The white-robed Confucian made a move with one hand, and the black prison sword suddenly staggered towards the white-robed Confucian student.

When the purple-shirted old man saw this scene, he secretly scolded this white-robed Confucian student for being an idiot, although this black prison sword was of good grade, but the person in front of him did not use this sword as a hole card to use.

With a flash of the flying sword under his feet, the purple-shirted old man actually slid to the side and shot at a wave of monks in the southwest direction.

Lin Yu saw that the purple-shirted old man didn't want to be his enemy for a while, he turned to look at the white-robed Confucian Sheng, he wanted to see how this guy collected his flying sword.

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