"Huh?" Shen Feixue pronounced nasally, looking at the scene around her, or the one she left before, she was both surprised and glad in her heart.

He was in that barren yellow sand, although he couldn't determine the time, but he could feel that a long time had passed, and the people outside had waited so long?

So I was surprised!

I'm afraid it's because of the unequal time!

Shen Feixue looked around, there were not even the corners left in the Five Aggregates Immortal Trace Scroll, even if these people had to wait for themselves, they would not wait in this (qíng) situation, I am afraid that it was because there was not enough time to disperse!

Looking at it this way, she just happened to see the embarrassed Feng Qi Niang in the eight sword formations, which surprised Shen Feixue.

When the Hua family's guard Wan Tian appeared before, Feng Qi Niang and Yue Ruyu came out together, but now they have become like this.

What happened during the time I was away?

"It's him!" Fang Sanshui pointed at Lin Xiaowu.

Shen Feixue turned her head to look at Lin Xiaowu, "What did you do?"

"If you showed up earlier, they wouldn't be like this!" Lin Xiaowu said.

"Okay!" Shen Feixue nodded, his hand twisted, and the red and white Tianluo appeared.

No matter what Feng Qi Niang's purpose was before, now that they were injured by Lin Xiaowu because of themselves, it won't work!

As for why Lin Xiaowu hurt them, it was because he disappeared unexpectedly and was eager to shirk his responsibility!

Shen Feixue's changes, Lin Xiaowu saw in his eyes. Compared to before, there were more injuries on (shēn), but the whole person's spirit was much better, even so, Lin Xiaowu didn't take it to heart.

He turned his head again and looked at Tie Wu (qíng) and Lang Sanqian, watching their eyes act.

But what ushered in was a reminder from Lang Sanqian: "Be careful (shēn)!"

Lin Xiaowu was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and sure enough, Shen Feixue had already attacked with a sword.

"There will also be a sneak attack, and the speed is also fast (tǐng), but ......" Lin Xiaowu said as he said, pinching the trick with both hands and pointing at the sword, the voice stopped, and the eight big swords that surrounded Feng Qi Niang flew out together, and when they fell again, they stood in the eight directions of the big pit.

His eight-door sword array enveloped the entire big pit.

The Eight Gate Sword Formation can no longer trace back to its origin, and Lin Xiaowu also relied on his master's oral sword technique to practice, he only knew that this was his master's sect, and the powerful sword skills exchanged for the destruction of the entire sect.

So far, except for him and the four disciples under him, no one will be in this formation.

For the proficiency of the Eight Sword Formations, Lin Xiaowu was far above the four disciples, and he was more comfortable using it.

Now, along with himself, he has made up his mind.

No matter what, he couldn't let Shen Feixue escape anymore.

The sword formation is the best means.

The eight swords with different yangs of the five elements (yīn) are only appearances, and in this sword array, except for the person who casts it, the abilities of the rest of the people will unconsciously decline, and the self (shēn) will not be able to detect it.

Just like Feng Qi Niang before, Lin Xiaowu used the Xiu Jing Second Sword, which was originally just Feng Qi Niang in the Qi Sea Realm, and then was unconsciously exploited by the sword array, so he became powerless to resist.

As soon as Lin Xiaowu's words fell, Shen Feixue on the opposite side had already arrived with his sword.

Under the shadow of the star-chasing sword, the distance of ten zhang is not far.

A straight stab!

"Do you want to hurt me like this?" Facing the sword that stabbed straight in, the corners of Lin Xiaowu's mouth raised.

This basic sword style of shēn was not enough for him to take seriously.

While his thoughts were flying, he pinched the trick casually, mobilizing his aura to condense into a long sword, and Shen Feixue's actions evoked his infinite memories.

Back then, at the age of fifteen, he relied on this basic sword style to escape from the encirclement of more than 80 people.

At this moment, he was aroused by this memory, and he had the urge to compete with Shen Feixue in terms of basic sword style.

Anyway, there are eight sword formations, and Shen Feixue will not have a chance to escape again!

However, he had the heart to compare, but Shen Feixue had no such thoughts.

He just wants to kill Lin Xiaowu!

As for the level of the basic sword style, he didn't bother to compare, in this world, there is someone who understands the sword more thoroughly than him?

Seeing that the opponent was coming with a sword and wanted to seal the sword road, Shen Feixue's wrist was one (dàng), and the sword blade went to the direction, heading towards Lin Xiaowu's lower abdomen.

From an upward stab to a crash, it seems to be a simple action, but in Lin Xiaowu's eyes, it is not ordinary.

This simple sword had already shocked Lin Xiaowu.

He took a step back, the garment in his lower abdomen was torn, and if he hadn't retreated quickly, the sword wound wouldn't have been a problem for him.

"Dongzang!" he looked at Shen Feixue, his face full of surprise.

The sword just now suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already in the lower abdomen, which was the winter hide in the basic sword style.

"You people are really weird, you actually have the heart to name the basic sword style!" Shen Feixue disdainful, these people are not very good at the sword style, and there is still time to name this basic sword style.

With that, the blade in his hand was pointed out again.

In an instant, Lin Xiaowu was coerced by the sword shadow in the sky and retreated.

If you don't retreat, you can't do it, and now the shock on his face has not been reduced in the slightest.

"(chūn) 生?"

"Xia Chang?"

"Autumn harvest?"

Every time he took a step back, Lin Xiaowu exclaimed, and after two breaths, he already had the answer in his heart.

The basic sword style of than a (pì) is not a grade at all!

If it weren't for the cultivation of the Cave Heaven Realm for defense, he would have died under this basic sword form at this moment.

Who the hell is this guy?

Although he gave up the idea of comparing the basic sword style, Lin Xiaowu still wanted to see what other moves the person in front of him could use.

After all, these basic sword styles can't hurt him!

At this moment, in the oncoming sword wind, there was suddenly a chill.

"Huh?"

Lin Xiaowu's thoughts hadn't dispersed yet, and an even more surging chill had already rolled in.

If the first chill is just a gentle breeze, then now a blizzard is coming.

In an instant, Lin Xiaowu was shrouded, and in his sight, a white light became more and more dazzling, and when it reached his eyes, it was as dazzling as the noon sun.

Flash!

Lin Xiaowu reacted suddenly, this sword was also the sword that took the life of his apprentice (xìng) in the first place.

Originally, he was still skeptical about this, thinking that Qin Feng and the others were exaggerating, but now he really realized the horror of this sword.

Even if he was in the Cave Heaven Realm, he could feel the threat in it.

But it's just a threat!

"If this continues, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to appreciate the basic sword momentum anymore!" Lin Xiaowu sneered, knowing that after Shen Feixue's sword, he would be injured himself, and it would be impossible to see any basic sword style.

So, Lin Xiaowu waved one hand, not retreating, but advancing, and Zhou (shēn) burst out, rolling vigor, and rushed towards the sword mang.

But no matter how fierce the qi was, in front of that sword, it was like tofu, and it was neatly cut.

"It's really amazing!" Lin Xiaowu's battle intent is monstrous, in the Eight Sword Formations, his strength has been invisibly exploited, and he can still emit such a powerful sword light, which is really worthy of his praise!

"But it's over!"

With his voice, the sword blade on the west side of the big pit flew out, fell suddenly, and stood between Lin Xiaowu and the sword, and in an instant, golden light burst out from the sword (shēn), forming a visible golden barrier.

Rumble~

Sen Han's dazzling sword light collided with the golden barrier, making a loud noise.

The moment the collision occurred, the sword began to dissipate, and the barrier did not move.

Shen Feixue also retreated at this time.

"You are very powerful, as a sword cultivator, the future is limitless, but unfortunately, you have no future!" The corners of Lin Xiaowu's mouth lifted, and two sword blades flew out one after another around him.

Three giant swords, hovering above the pit.

On the edge of the pit, Zhou Zeyu frowned tightly and lowered the volume to the lowest, "Sect Master, did you really let the Cloud Sword Sect kill him like this?"

Xing Tianshu didn't say anything, since Shen Feixue's general banner (shēn) was exposed, Tie Wu (qíng) forcibly intervened, making it difficult for him to do it.

He wants to capture Shen Feixue alive, but he also has to be afraid of Tie Wu (qíng), everything can only be done at the opportunity!

"The eight sword formations produced three swords at the same time, and Elder Lin moved his true character!" the people around him were amazed.

"Yes, I remember that the last time he fought with the Xinghan Sect, he just made two swords!"

"The Eight Sword Formations are broad and profound, and with Elder Lin's cultivation, I'm afraid the three swords are already at full strength!"

"Hehehe, now the Star Cold Sect should die. ”

"Without this person, let's see how they explain to the Xiao family. ”

"But I heard that the eldest disciple of Lin Xiaowu of the Cloud Sword Sect is still in their hands?"

"It's useless, with the Xiao family's means of retribution, there are obviously two murderers, but only one person is handed over, and their Xinghan Sect still has no good fruit to eat!"

The exclamations gradually turned into schadenfreude for the Star Cold Sect, but no matter what, they were all stating the fact that Shen Feixue in the pit would definitely die!

At this moment, a voice came from the pit, which was from Shen Feixue's mouth.

"What are you?" he said in a flat tone, as if asking an old friend about something extremely commonplace.

Across the barrier in the middle, Lin Xiaowu said with great ambition: "The sword of the Eight Gates, the Five Elements Yang Gold, can transform into the most solid thing in the world!"

"Eight Sword Formations?" Shen Feixue still looked indifferent.

Except for the Xinghan Sect, all of them were some forces that were friendly with the Cloud Sword Sect, and when they heard Shen Feixue's incomprehensible voice, they naturally made another noise.

"It's really damn it, I don't even know Elder Lin's Eight Sword Formation!"

"Yes, it seems that he is not only incompetent, but also ignorant!"

......

Lin Xiaowu said: "Since you don't know, then I'll tell you, let you die and understand, this is ......"

Shen Feixue waved his hand to interrupt it: "You misunderstood!"

"Misunderstanding?" Lin Xiaowu, who was interrupted, was stunned.

Shen Feixue smiled indifferently, after holding Tianluo's right hand and slowly losing it to (shēn), he pinched the sword finger in front of (xiōng) with his left hand, and said, "I mean, it's also called the Eight Gate Sword Formation?"

"You ......" Lin Xiaowu opened his mouth, and when the words came to his lips and swallowed them back, his whole face had changed greatly.

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