Wisps of sword light, like a dragon flying in the wilderness, like starlight across the sky. Lin Ziyun used the Yuan Sword Technique, which was obtained from Sima Qing'er's swordsmanship, and he was now able to use the Nine Palace Sword. The sword qi was like a rainbow, turning into a large net, enveloping the attacks of the nine masters. Lin Ziyun changed his moves, using the flowery curve swordsmanship, one move and one style, just like nature, and repelled the nine masters. This swordsmanship is his own sword move created according to the curve of flowers, and it is similar to the Taishang Yuan Ji Sword of Sword Valley.

Lin Ziyun is in combos, and he can improve his skills the most in battle. If he wants to smelt a hundred schools, he needs to find a path that suits him step by step.

In the void, colorful light galloped, and the divine sound was like thunder. The magic weapons collided, making a huge sound, and Lin Ziyun fought the nine masters alone and gained the upper hand.

Nine Thunder Tiangang Array, nine masters are in charge. The three tricks of the heavenly thunder are extremely terrifying, and the purple thunder rolls, like a demon dragon being born. Lin Ziyun was dressed in white like an immortal, and he fought with swordsmanship, but he never used his true spirit transformation. The nine masters he killed alone were defeated, boom boom boom ...... Lin Ziyun's whole body cultivation exploded, and with just one sword, he broke through the Nine Thunder Tiangang Array and suppressed three of the foundation building stage masters.

The traceless sword in his hand urged a trace of sword qi to injure Xiao Tianyi's master. Lin Ziyun didn't stop, the purple qi was filled between his hands, he secretly exercised the purple qi technique, and slapped the red-haired man's body with a palm, making him spit blood in his mouth.

Lin Ziyun's gaze turned to the other five people, his eyes were like electricity, as if the real demon was in the dust.

Everyone was frightened by his momentum and retreated, what kind of demeanor is this, one person suppresses the nine masters of the foundation building period, as if it is a myth, this is the myth of cultivation.

"I only take Xiao Tianyi's life, hand over Shen Luyi, and wait to withdraw from the human world, but Rao Er will not die. Lin Ziyun spoke again.

At the same time, he held the Traceless Sword in his hand, opened and closed widely, and blasted the other five people back, like a young demon king.

"Dao friendly and terrifying cultivation strength, but if I want to wait to see my sect's disciples being slaughtered in front of you, it is difficult for some strong people. Xiao Tianyi's master, that is, the red-haired middle-aged man, covered his chest and said.

"Hehe, does Lin look like he's discussing with you?" Lin Ziyun shouted.

He continued to strike, and with a sword light like a dragon shadow, he hit the red-haired man directly. This is the three thousand swords of the flying immortals realized by watching the sea and the starry river, which is the supreme killing holy art. The red-haired man was only in the middle stage of foundation building, how could he resist, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his body trembled.

"Senior Brother, it's just that, for the sake of a disciple who has done a lot of evil, it is really unwise to offend such a strong enemy!" said the white-bearded old man of the Purple Thunder Sect.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Wu. This fang is ruthless and kills people like hemp, how can he let me go. When this person grows up in the future, he will inevitably take revenge on us. I'm just afraid that he is delaying the army now, and I don't believe that he can resist so many of us in the later stage of foundation building. Maybe this person had already consumed most of his spiritual power in the fierce fight just now. Otherwise, he has the upper hand now, why would he persuade me to wait and make peace?" Cheng Tianming said sharply.

Lin Ziyun laughed angrily, these people didn't seem to have repented at all. Before losing him, he had good thoughts in his heart. It seems that there is no need to talk more about this group of people who think they are superior.

The traceless sword bloomed with wisps of sword qi, and one sword turned into ten swords, a hundred swords, a thousand swords, and a hundred thousand swords. At this moment, between heaven and earth, the sword qi was turbulent, as if the stars of the heavens appeared, the starlight was a sword, countless sword qi was in the sky, Lin Ziyun moved his hands, urging these sword lights.

"Boom......"

A large area of blood splashed, the Nine Thunder Tiangang Array turned into powder, and the nine masters shed blood.

"Whoever is presumptuous here, stop me. In the void, there was a loud roar.

The sound is like thunder rolling in the sky, containing supreme spiritual power. Lin Ziyun's body was swept away by that momentum, and he took a few steps back, standing firmly.

I saw a gray-bearded man in green clothes in the air, holding a spiritual weapon.

Cultivators are not in the feathering stage, and it is difficult to fly in the air except for relying on flying techniques. This person didn't cast a spell, he stood out of nothing, and he was a master above the foundation building period.

It's not that Lin Ziyun hasn't dueled against the masters of the Feather Transformation Realm, but in the face of this kind of powerhouse again, he still feels angry and weak in his heart. He can go down during the Qi refining period, relying on an incomparably thick foundation, and has cultivated to the tenth level of the Qi refining period, known as the myth of cultivating the truth. Now although he has stepped into the late stage of foundation building, he has not completed the way of merging hundreds of schools of thought, and truly built his own immortal foundation, so he is naturally not the opponent of the master of the Feather Transformation Realm.

Lin Ziyun didn't dare to be careless, and ran his whole body to cultivate. He took out a Heling Pill and swallowed it, quickly recovering his aura.

Cheng Tianming, who was injured by Lin Ziyun, showed joy in his eyes and said, "Senior Qi, this person is bold and reckless, not only injuring my disciple, but also robbing my apprentice's unpassed wife. Senior, you old man must be the master for us!"

In the air, an imperceptible cold color flashed in the gray-bearded man's eyes, and he said in a condensed voice: "The nine foundation building period cultivators of the Purple Thunder Sect were actually defeated by one person. Aren't you ashamed of this? Shut up. ”

Cheng Tianming looked at the gray-bearded man, his face was gloomy, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to say much.

The gray-bearded man looked at Lin Ziyun, and said impatiently: "You are also a little magical, the name of cultivating the myth has resounded all over the world since the tea party in Mantuo Villa." I read that your cultivation is not easy, and I don't want to kill. Hand over your whole-body exercises, abolish whole-body cultivation, and sin in the Purple Thunder Sect for ten years, let you live. ”

When Lin Ziyun heard this, he was really angry. Thinking about Zhang Tianyi at the beginning, the strong man on the genius list in the Northern Regions realm, did not speak so wildly.

"Haha...... No matter who you are, but if you want Lin to confess, you're afraid you're living in a dream. Lin Ziyun laughed.

It's useless to say more, and the two are at war together.

Wu Yan, the white-bearded old man of the Purple Thunder Sect, glanced at the gray-bearded man, and then looked at Cheng Tianming and said, "This person is the Qi Xiangying of Dangu, right?

A sneer appeared at the corner of Cheng Tianming's mouth, and he said, "Senior Brother Wu, if it weren't for Senior Qi coming today, I am afraid that my Purple Thunder Sect's thousand-year-old prestige would be swept away by this forest cloud." ”

Wu Yan let out a long sigh and said, "Isn't this an incident caused by Xiao Tianyi, an evil animal?"

When Wu Yan said this, he seemed to remember something, pointed to Cheng Tianming, and said tremblingly: "In the legend, this Qi Xiangying, who has been cultivating for a hundred years, has missed the Jindan Avenue, and the limit is approaching. I don't know who I've heard about it, this senior has been looking for a pure yin to yang body, and wants to condense a Dao Palace Green Pill. Could it be that Tianyi wants to marry that mortal girl, and it has something to do with Qi seniors?"

Cheng Tianming made a silent gesture and whispered: "Senior Brother Wu, it's rare for Senior Qi to have something to ask us to wait, if this little thing can't be done, wouldn't it be a joke?"

Wu Yan looked up to the sky and sighed, clapped his legs with his palms and said, "Confused, confused! Our Purple Thunder Sect is an authentic Immortal Dao Sect, how can we help the Purple Thunder Sect to abuse and harm mortals!"

Cheng Tianming sneered: "Senior Brother Wu, don't say any more. That senior has great powers, and none of us know if he will listen to him when he speaks here. ”

When Wu Yan heard this, he shook his head. What's the use of him being heartbroken about this, the catastrophe has already been caused!

Lin Ziyun fought with the gray-bearded man, and he only felt that he was suppressed everywhere. The feeling of being suppressed by someone with all the spiritual power in his body, as if he couldn't use his strength.

The true spirit changed, Lin Ziyun exuded red flames all over his body, and he walked like a real immortal phoenix, which could attack the nine heavens and go down to hell. It's a pity that no matter how powerful Lin Ziyun's magical power is, it is not enough to see in front of the Feather Transformation Realm cultivation. The gray-bearded man had not yet performed immortal arts, and Lin Ziyun, who was hit with one palm, coughed up blood.

Lin Ziyun condensed, this gray-bearded man was a master, much more powerful than the Chang Long he had met before, Mo Wusheng.

The immortal phoenix changed, the candle dragon changed to the fullest, and Lin Ziyun's momentum soared. He was like a supreme true god stepping out of the wilderness, the phoenix wings swept the palm prints of the feathering stage monks, and the dragon arm struck the spiritual power of Qi Xiangying.

"It's not enough!"

Lin Ziyun recited the true recipe, put away the traceless sword, and the colorful fairy sword appeared in his hand. This sword is the combination of the seven Bright Moon Sword Pills and the Xianzhi Divine Sword, which is extremely powerful. Lin Ziyun urged the three thousand swords of the Flying Immortals, and there was a trace of terrifying sword intent permeating.

Qi Xiangying was well-informed, and said in disbelief: "It's the killing sword intent, this son is so heavy." You must not stay, let him go today, and it will be a great trouble in the future. ”

Qi Xiangying's eyes were cold, and a white tiger statue appeared behind him, this is the white tiger magic technique of Dangu, the Taoist technique, and the power is incomparable.

Lin Ziyun felt a dangerous aura that was enough to kill him, and he didn't dare to hide it anymore. He activated the three attacks left by Lin Ziyun's remnants in the Colorful Immortal Sword, which had been used once before to kill the Northern Immortal True Sect and the Tianjia Sect, and this time he used it again, which meant that there were three life-saving methods, and after today, there was only one left. However, it must be used at this time, otherwise his life will be in danger.

This is the second time Lin Ziyun has seen the Divine Killing, only to see that among the colorful fairy swords, a ray of thunder light appeared, as if the heavenly calamity had appeared.

"What is this?" Qi Xiangying felt that strong aura, and his complexion changed greatly.

"I can't die......!

Qi Xiangying suddenly seemed to be a different person. His body was filled with an extremely strange aura, and there was a black mist on his palm. The white tiger behind him turned into a big black tiger and rushed out to resist the divine killer attack.

"Bang ......"

A loud sound blasted a ten-meter pit out of the center of the Purple Thunder Sect's dojo.

"Wow ......"

The dust fell, Qi Xiangying's face turned pale, his fingers pinched, and his body turned into a black mist, disappearing without a trace.

Lin Ziyun's spiritual power was seriously depleted, and he was injured by Qi Xiangying's White Tiger Divine Technique, so he was unable to pursue at all. It's just that the breath of Qi Xiangying just now made Lin Ziyun think deeply.

"How could the breath of the Devourer appear on the body of the Dangu monk?"