Lin Shugui drank the last sip of wine and did not go again, but put down the wine bowl and stood up, and then walked out of the tavern.

The boss was standing not far from the tavern, and when he saw Lin Shugui coming out, his eyes lit up, and he leaned over and said a lot of words.

It's begging for money.

Although the wine is inferior, it is still worth so much money, so you can't give it away for nothing.

It's not easy to make money these days.

Lin Shugui took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom and threw it to the boss, and walked away with the boss's thousand thanks, and did not stop until he reached a bridge.

In front of the bridge stood a sword cultivator named Yi Qingzhu.

Yi Qingzhu pinched a few bamboo leaves in his hand, looked at Lin Shugui, a little incredulous, and only after half a cup of tea did he speak in surprise, "Lin Jianxian?"

Lin Shugui smiled and nodded.

Yi Qingzhu looked at this sword immortal who was famous but rare for ordinary people to see, and said, "Great Zhou Tian has been surrounded by the saints of the three sects. ”

"I know. ”

Lin Shugui's expression remained unchanged, and he still had a smile on his face.

If ordinary people had been so frightened that the three souls would not possess their bodies, only this sword immortal could be so calm.

Those are four saints, not ordinary cats and dogs, not so easy to deal with.

Yi Qingzhu was stunned, and said in a thoughtful tone: "Lin Jianxian, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, the burden of sword cultivation can be all on you, you can't afford to lose!"

Yi Qingzhu's expression is complicated, Lin Shugui is a sword immortal, and he is a person who carries the sword cultivation in the same vein, because of Lin Shugui, the sword cultivation can ensure that it will not be extinct, if something goes wrong here, then waiting for the sword cultivation will be a situation of no return.

Lin Shugui must not be lost!

Without the overhaul taken care of by the Sword Immortal, it would not be able to resist the three sects like wolves and tigers.

Lin Shugui looked at Yi Qingzhu and said calmly: "The inheritance of sword cultivation has never been passed down by one person, nor is it that with a sword immortal can solve most things in this world, in the past when there were no sword immortals, it was not passed down as it was, and I naturally had a reason why I wanted to make a sword, you just look at it." ”

Words are unquestionable.

In fact, as long as this sword immortal made up his mind, no matter who spoke, he couldn't change it.

Just like when he practiced swords, with determination, he had the current achievement, and he was called Lin Jianxian.

Yi Qingzhu was speechless, he could only smile and nod bitterly, and could only watch Lin Shugui pull out the handle.

Lin Shugui held the world and suddenly spoke: "Not long ago, I met Xu Baichuan, and he asked me a question, saying that I was sure of it this time, but I didn't answer him at the time, do you know how sure I am?"

Yi Qingzhu shook his head, "I don't know." ”

Lin Shugui laughed, "Ten percent!"

Lin Shugui looked up at the clouds and took a step.

In a split second.

The city is full of sword energy!

A giant sword that pierced through the heavens and the earth suddenly appeared, slashing from the bottom up, slashing into the clouds!

Who is in the cloud?

There are saints in the clouds!

But the saint also had to tremble in the face of this sword.

Because this sword is called the world, and the sword master is called Lin Shugui!

The majestic sword qi soared into the sky, stirring all kinds of wind and clouds, and before the cloud saint could react, it had already descended on his body.

Cloud, split in two.

The figure of the saint hidden inside is revealed, and as long as the eyes are not bad, the people on the ground can definitely see clearly.

This scene is really shocking.

Both the secular people and the monks were so shocked that they knelt on the ground and saluted.

The secular people shouted for the blessing of the gods, while the monks shouted for the arrival of the saints.

There are even many people who think that if they are favored by the saints, there will be a smooth road in the future, so there are more praises.

The only ones who can get this kind of treatment on the Great Zhou Day are these saints.

At the gate of the Forbidden City of the Imperial Palace, Xu Baichuan suddenly looked up at the sky, just saw the giant sword that pierced the sky, and couldn't help muttering: "It's really a good demeanor, my sword correction should be like this!"

There is yearning in his eyes, when will he be able to show such strength and kill the majesty of those saints?

As for now, he can only pin his hopes on Lin Shugui.

Thinking of this, Xu Baichuan shook his head, stopped thinking about these distant things, and walked into the Forbidden City.

This battlefield will be handed over to Lin Shugui!

Lin Shugui stood with his sword in his hand, the sword aura on his body was incomparable, full of spirit, the sword that came out just now not only caught these four saints off guard, but even the big array was also broken.

The lethality is truly overwhelming.

Chen Wen held the stele in his hand and looked at Lin Shugui with a solemn expression.

Lin Shugui's sword scenery just now was seen by Chen Wen, and he felt that he couldn't take it at that time, if it weren't for the other three saints, maybe he would have to leave.

The name of the sword immortal is really true.

This is just one person, if one or two more people are added, then there is still a way for our three religions to live?

It seems that it really can't be kept.

It was not only Chen Wen who had this idea, but also the other three saints, and this was also the idea of all the monks of the three sects in the world.

It is enough to have our three sects in this heaven and earth, why do you sword cultivators come to intervene?

I don't want to exterminate you, who else can I exterminate?

It won't be those unsuccessful mountain and wild cultivators.

Su Mu's expression was calm, he looked at Lin Shugui, like a gentleman, and said softly: "Lin Jianxian's killing power is really unparalleled in the world, and this sword is very good." ”

Zhao Lanjiang interjected stiffly: "It's useless to say more, just take a direct shot." ”

There is a lot of anger in the words, this saint with a pure heart has been hating Lin Shugui in his heart since the death of the mount demon Qingniu, and he wants to take revenge every moment in order to relieve the anger in his heart, and now the opportunity is rare, it is the time to settle the grievances, so he wants to act as soon as possible and end it as soon as possible.

Lin Shugui looked at Zhao Lanjiang and sneered slightly: "At that time, I actually wanted to kill you, but you were lucky, your cow blocked a sword for you, that's all, today, you have to die." ”

In just a few words, the life and death of the saint were decided, how shocking it was, but Lin Shugui said it, but no one questioned it.

Why?

Just by the head of a saint who was cut off from the world!

Therefore, no one can question what he said!

Zhao Lanjiang was furious, he couldn't hold back his movements anymore, and the majestic breath was directly instilled into the Dinghai Pearl in his hand, and in an instant, a sea was conjured, carrying the endless momentum of surging sea water and smashing towards Lin Shugui!

This blow did not leave a hand, and the momentum was very huge.

Under the reflection of the sea, the entire cloud exudes blue light, and even reflects the Great Zhou Tiandu through the clouds, causing repeated shouts.

If a saint is the first to strike, it is considered a war.

Chen Wen raised the stone tablet in his hand, reflecting a thick ink cloud, and floated towards Lin Shugui with Dinghaizhu.

Su Mu's expression was still calm, but the book in his hand was turned two pages.

After the book is opened, a mighty river through time suddenly appears, and the scenery is unique for a while!

The Haoran River shows many scenes, as if there are countless readers hidden in it, and in the sound of reading aloud, it flows to Lin Shugui.

The other three saints all made a move, and Jiang Chuan naturally would not stand idly by.

This Taoist saint stretched out his hand, and a golden rune paper was born out of thin air, emitting countless golden lights, and attacked Lin Shugui along with the rest of the attack.

Facing the joint attack of the four saints, Lin Shugui did not show surprise, nor did he have any fear, but just handed it out to the world.

Sword cultivation with a sword in hand can break all kinds of spells in the world.

Even if a saint casts a spell, it can be broken!

Countless cloud swords were born out of thin air, and they were handed out along with the human world, and in just an instant, they met the saint's spells, and even faintly gained the upper hand.

Chen Wen looked at this scene, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, this saint had not been sanctified for a long time, and he had not fully figured out the doorway, and he could only barely remain undefeated when he fought against ordinary saints, and now facing Lin Shugui, even if there were four of them, it was actually very reluctant.

Not to mention that there were cracks on the stone tablet in his hand.

It's just the upper hand.

It's helpless, but it can only instill breath, after all, if the four saints join forces and lose, they won't lose face if they say it.

Where is the dignity of a saint?

So this temptation, the final result was a draw.

The expressions of the four saints were extremely solemn, and there was no longer any previous luck.

Lin Shugui raised his sword and spoke, "The four of you are not my opponents. ”