Mr. stepped on an auspicious cloud, stayed in the air, and emitted golden brilliance around him, dyeing the white clouds into gold together, and the mighty golden light directly enveloped the capital of Qingyuan.

Mr. lowered his head slightly, looking at Lin Shugui condescendingly, with a calm expression.

There were no words, just quietly looking at this green-shirted sword immortal.

Lin Shugui was unmoved, and he didn't speak, he just stood up from his seat, and his figure appeared in the air in a flash, almost parallel to Mr., or even higher.

Mr. Mu Hua's eyes widened, full of disbelief, his whole body couldn't stop trembling, he stood in place and was stunned for a while, and after coming back to his senses, he suddenly knelt down and saluted Mr. Heaven.

"In the Confucian Academy, Mu Hua, a student of the left lineage, has seen Wu Sheng. ”

The gentleman nodded, not too touched, if it had been in the past, he might have talked to this little guy about it, but now that the enemy is present, he has extinguished his thoughts.

Lin Shu, who was standing in front of him, was the top priority, after all, he was a sword immortal, how could he not be careful?

Even if he is a saint, he is no exception.

Looking at Lin Shugui, who was full of fierce sword energy, Mr. said calmly: "Lin Shugui, I thought you would be hiding all the time, and I was a little surprised to appear today." ”

Since the last time this Lin Jianxian killed a saint, he suddenly disappeared in these four worlds, no matter what method the saint on the cloud used to search for traces, all he got was in vain, there was once a Daomen saint who was good at divination to send a holy weapon to divination, and the saint tried all means, and finally found only a sword qi, and the holy weapon was directly cut by the sword qi, which made the saint's heart ache for a long time.

After learning from the pain, the saints decided to change their methods, so there were three sect monks to exterminate Qingyuan Kendo, in order to force the sword immortal to appear.

Now it seems that this method is indeed practical.

And to pay the price for this, it is just to die some inconsequential mortals, for the saints who sit in the clouds and look down on all beings, mortals are just ants, and it is a great luck to be able to die for the layout.

Lin Shugui held down the long sword at his waist, looked at Mr., and said indifferently: "I want to use the sword today." ”

Mr. was silent for a moment, and did not reply quickly, Lin Shugui's sword is a great threat to these saints, if it is unsheathed, it will naturally kill someone, and there may be those who can be stopped, but it definitely does not include him Wu Yu.

He didn't actually want to come here, after all, he had to face a killer sword immortal, if he was not satisfied, he would die and die, and the saint title that he had achieved after hundreds or even thousands of years of cultivation might have to be given to others.

But he had to come, he had the shortest time to sanctification and the youngest qualifications, so it should be him who came, even if it was a heavenly saint, there would be grievances, and it was not uncommon for them to calculate.

The gentleman said loudly, "You can't kill me." ”

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and held a green jade carved brush out of thin air, and it was when this brush appeared, a large piece of green gas suddenly appeared, wrapped around the brush, and the golden light on his body, intertwined with each other, and the breath was more prosperous for a while.

The power of Huanghuang spread out for a hundred miles, and for a while, the Qingyuan Kingdom was full of rumors, whether it was the prime minister who comforted the ministers, or the emperor who compared himself to the emperor of heaven, or the monks of the three sects, they all bowed their heads and worshiped the saint in the sky at this time, and did not dare to make any other moves.

The power of the saint can be seen.

After holding the brush, Mr. seemed to have confidence in his heart, looked at Lin Shugui, and said seriously: "You can't kill me." ”

It's not different from what I said before, but it's actually different.

Previously uncertain, now certain.

Even if he held the brush holy weapon, he could only be sure that he would survive under the sword of this sword immortal, and as for more, he didn't dare to ask for it.

Lin Shugui opened his mouth and asked, "You are the only one here, but it is not enough for me to kill." ”

The voice was still flat, and listening to the ears of the gentleman, he couldn't stop smiling bitterly.

But you must know that the saint is almost standing at the top of this heaven and earth, the strength is extremely strong, and it is extremely rare, and it almost takes thousands of years of cultivation to get a position, but even so, there are still many people who are blocked in front of that threshold, how difficult it is to become a saint, how can it be so easy to appear in the world, and only this sword immortal dares to say such big words, and he is very dissatisfied with only one saint.

Confucianism is indeed only one of him, as for the other two religions, he doesn't know, but according to his guess, it is very likely that the Taoist saints came, and as for the Buddhist saints, they are all afraid of death, and there is no one to take the place of the saint at the table, so dare to appear easily?

After all, this sword immortal can really kill saints, relying on the killing power of a sword immortal, even if the saints in the world are exhausted, they will be taken away by him one or two, and none of these saints want to become the souls of those who die under his sword.

It is not easy to practice, let alone to cultivate to the realm of a saint.

Saints are also human beings, and human beings are afraid of death, as has always been the case.

Lin Shugui thought about it, and quickly nodded and said, "Then you come to receive a sword from me." ”

The words were straightforward, and he didn't seem to take this saint in his eyes at all.

Actually, yes, he is a sword immortal, he can kill whoever he wants, and who can block him with a sword?

The words came into his ears, and the bitterness on Mr.'s face deepened, he looked at Lin Shugui, who was already eager to try, sighed, no words, just quietly held the brush, the matter has come to this, there is no other way than to block the sword of this sword immortal.

At this time, just as the two of them were tense, a light appeared in the sky again, and it was obvious that another saint had descended, and it didn't take long for that saint to reveal his form.

It was a Taoist boy who was riding a green ox with a bead in his hand, and the Taoist boy drove the green ox to fall on Wu Sheng's side, and after seeing each other, they looked at Lin Shugui together.

Obviously, it is necessary to fight two against one.

Lin Shugui looked at the Dao Tong who suddenly came, smiled, and asked, "Zhao Lanjiang?"

The Daotong Saint named Zhao Lanjiang nodded and said softly: "It is an honor to be remembered by Lin Jianxian in my heart. ”

Lin Shugui was noncommittal, his expression was still the same, and he didn't seem to feel troubled by the presence of one more saint.

Zhao Lanjiang raised the bead in his hand, smiled, and said calmly: "Lin Jianxian, the next thing, the poor Dao will be offended, and please Lin Jianxian Haihan." ”

Lin Shugui said calmly: "I thought it would be Jiang Chuan, but I didn't expect it to be you, which surprised me a little." ”

Zhao Lanjiang patted the green cow under him, and the green cow understood, so he stretched out his tongue and licked Zhao Lanjiang on his back, and replied with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Jiang is doing an important thing, and he can't spare his hands for the time being, so he just wants to come here to have a look, and he just wants to understand the power of the sword immortal, after all, it is rare to see a sword immortal who can kill the saint." ”

Lin Shugui glanced at the green ox under Zhao Lanjiang and said, "Big demon?"

Zhao Lanjiang nodded, this green cow is his partner who has practiced together since he was a child, and he has become a saint, so he will naturally promote this green cow to a big demon.

As for the position of the big demon, it was naturally taken by killing another big demon.

Lin Shugui nodded, and spoke again: "You can let this green cow die for you." ”

This is his idea, if a Taoist saint dies, and the vacancy left behind must be filled by the so-called Taoist master, if this is the case, then I am afraid that the old Taoist priest trapped in Yizhuang will never have a bright day.

Anyway, for him, one or two must be left behind today no matter what, whether it is a great demon or a saint, he must be obedient under his thoughts.

Zhao Lanjiang was silent for a long time, and when he looked up at Lin Shugui, he no longer smiled, but had a solemn expression.

He has been cultivating since he was a child, and it is this green cow that accompanies him, and for him he is like a family member, how can he give up so easily.

The gentleman, who had been standing next to him and did not speak, suddenly spoke up at this time.

"Zhao Sheng, it's useless to say more, it's better to see the truth under your hands, the combat power of the three Tianque will never be compared to one, there is no such reason in the world. ”

As soon as the words fell, the Confucian sage who held the brush in his hand made a brazen move, and the majestic qi machine was directly instilled into the brush, and the pen was like a gun, pointing straight at Lin Shugui.

Looking at the gentleman who took the lead, Zhao Lanjiang was silent for a moment, and at the same time drove the beads in his hand to smash at Lin Shugui.

The two saints shot at the same time, and the situation caused by it was not an exaggeration to describe it as the sky and the earth were cracking, and the majestic aftermath that emanated directly stunned many ordinary people, and only some monks of the three sects who had a realm were struggling to bow their heads to resist.

Lin Shugui was not afraid, but silently pulled out the long sword at his waist, and the sharp sword qi was born, and he soon met the attack of the two saints.

Although it was one against two, it did not show any decline, but it faintly had the upper hand, and with a sword in his hand, he stopped all the attacks of the two saints.

Swapped a few tricks with each other.

Lin Shugui's expression remained unchanged, and the sword qi on his body became more and more vigorous, so that the white clouds in the sky retreated thousands of miles away, leaving only the one standing at the feet of Mr. was safe and sound.

On the other hand, the two saints, after changing a move, their faces are not very good, the blow just now, combined with the strength of their two saints, although they did not do their best, but it is also quite extraordinary, if the rest of the saints encounter this attack, they will inevitably be injured, and now this situation seems to be reversed, Lin Shugui looks like no one, they have suffered a small loss.

The gentleman opened his mouth and exhaled a breath, slightly admiring: "It is worthy of being the only sword immortal in this world, and the sword dao luck is all gathered in one person, how powerful." ”

Lin Shugui said calmly: "Wu Shou, this next sword is not as easy as before. ”

Mr. Wu Shou nodded, and said that he knew the last sentence, and said nothing else.

Subsequently, the brush in his hand pointed out again, and this time the brilliance was even worse.

This saint's second stroke has already used seventy percent of his strength.

The golden light on the body is mixed with the blue light of the brush, directly reflecting half of the sky, and the light is far away, so that many people can see it.

The wind is loud above the clouds.

Under the clouds, there is also a rumor of wind.

And all of this is because of Wu Shou's pen.

When a saint strikes, he will naturally carry a vision of heaven and earth.

Being in the center of the offensive, Lin Shugui didn't panic too much, just lightly swung his sword.

The howling wind suddenly stopped, and the vision of heaven and earth dissipated.

And the clouds were just the sword qi that rolled out of the long sword.

Sharp.

Wu Shou's face was heavy, feeling this majestic sword qi, and his mood couldn't help but be a little heavy.

Before he came, he had tried his best to raise Lin Shu in his heart, but he didn't expect that now that he had only handed in the second move, he actually felt the pressure.

At this time, he finally understood why the other saints did not come, but preferred to let him come.

After all, I am still afraid of this sword.

Just as he was thinking about this, the sword qi had already slashed the attack he had created, and not only that, but there was also the remaining sword qi coming towards him.

Looking at the bright sword qi that was about to approach him, the saint no longer hesitated, turned the brush in his hand, and quickly wrote a word in the air.

Decide!

The handwriting turned into a burst of clear light, facing the sword qi head-on, dragging the sword qi to a large extent.

It's just that this is a sword immortal blow after all, even if it's just a remnant, how can it be destroyed so easily?

So the Confucian sage wrote several words one after another to dissipate this sword qi.

And after doing all this, some slight sweat stains appeared on his head, and he didn't wipe it, but turned his head to look at Zhao Lanjiang on the side, and said in a somewhat complaining tone: "Zhao Sheng, why didn't you make a move just now?"

Zhao Lanjiang apologized slightly, but he didn't say anything, and after glancing at Lin Shugui, he threw out the beads in his hand.

He is a saint, the beads in his hand are naturally holy weapons, and there is a good title called Dinghai, which is also the origin of his name, he has lived too long, and his name has long been thrown away step by step with his practice, only the surname is still in his heart, and why he wants to call the name Zhao Lanjiang is because he wants to promote the sitting green ox to the realm of the big demon after he became holy, so he went to the demon domain to kill the big demon, and what he met at that time was a big demon who could drive the Tianhe, flowing in the Tianhe which is full of weak water, if the cultivation is low, if it is touched, it will only take a moment, and he will die, and he is relying on the Dinghai Pearl in his hand, and he will fix the Tianhe alive, and then shook the big demon to death, and then the name of Zhao Lanjiang came out.

It can be seen that his strength is definitely not weak, even among the many saints, he is also an upper-class person, and he is much stronger than Wu Shou.

It's just that if he is strong, he is strong, but he also has to divide who he is, and now that he is facing Lin Shugui, he is a little inadequate.

He knew that his strength was not comparable to Lin Shugui, but he was not too afraid, after all, he had a helper.

Dinghaizhu was thrown in the air, emitting a large yellow light, and the endless sand and stones suddenly stood out from the air, and soon condensed into a huge sand and stone puppet, and Dinghaizhu was embedded in the puppet's brain.

At the same time, the saint who had been riding on the ox got up from the ox and landed in the clouds, and the green ox did not need to take on the mission of mounting, so he raised his head to the sky and roared into a human form, his face was full of excitement, and he stepped heavily on the clouds, revealing a huge green ox behind him, and the sand and stone puppet ran to Lin Shugui together.

A heavy punch was thrown, and there was a roaring sound.

And so on.

The battlefield has moved to the clouds, otherwise, relying on the aftermath of this battle alone is enough to ruin the Qingyuan Kingdom below.

After all, this is a fight between immortals, and mortals suffer.

Looking at the situation caused by Zhao Lanjiang's spell, the Confucian sage Wu Shou naturally refused to be weak, and chuckled, so the brush in his hand was pointed out again.

Now in this offensive, if there is a saint in it, he will definitely be seriously injured, and even die if he is not careful, but now it is not someone else standing here, but Lin Shugui!

He is the most lethal person in the four worlds.

Looking at the spell holy weapon and the great demon that were attacking him, this sword immortal swung a sword again.

A sword aura that anyone who saw it would feel unstoppable was born, and he was not afraid to meet the attack of the saint.

Lin Shugui laughed and said, "My sword is called the world. ”