After a few words, the surrounding cloud boats were already surrounded, although the sky was still dark, but with Xiang Yang's eyesight, as long as there was a little light, this distance was no different from daytime.

There were monks in silver robes standing on the cloud boat, all of them carrying long swords on their shoulders, with a high bearing, and the person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a face like gold paper, with a long beard fluttering under his chin, and even the beard was glowing with a faint metallic luster, the same all-over silver robe, and a small golden sword embroidered on the cuffs.

When have you ever heard that a barbarian who even has muscles in his head will send a spy to spy on the enemy? This clearly shows that he is looking for trouble!

Chu Xuan's face turned pale when he was angry, and at this time, the two sides were only about a hundred zhang apart, and he had already seen the man's clothes clearly, and when he saw the golden sword on the cuffs, his face changed slightly.

This is the symbol of the elders of the Sword Pavilion of the Ling Tian Sword Sect, a small golden sword represents a turn, and this person is already a ninth turn cultivator.

In the group of clouds behind him, Xiang Yang flicked his fingers quietly, and one by one the arrays had already been laid down, and now he was in the air, with more restrictions, and there were so many disciples of the Floating Jade Sect who needed to be guarded together, so with his net worth, he also picked a few of the most suitable ones for a long time.

Last time, he had seen the strength of the Nine Rotation Stage Cultivators, and this time he had invested enough, and at least three top-grade Vitality Stones were placed on each array plate.

As the Sword Pavilion elder spoke, his eyes kept scanning Chu Xuan's side, and he only stayed on Brother Jing for a moment all the way, and then his expression became even more relaxed.

Every time the edict is chaotic, the big and small sects must follow the order, although the floating jade sect is dilapidated, there are still a few monks in the nine turns, but now at a glance, there is only one suspected of the ninth turn, and the rest are just miscellaneous fish.

Although the Ling Tian Sword Sect did not have a True Person of the Nine Tribulations, but the entire sect was a sword cultivator, with extremely strong combat power, and with the same realm, he had the confidence to crush the monks of the Floating Jade Sect, and Brother Jing was in the early stage of the Nine Transformations, so he could not pose a threat to him.

"Do you really want to disobey the barbarian edict, and be the enemy of my Jiuding Immortal Sect?" Chu Xuan asked in a deep voice with a solemn face.

"Ten ... Nine... Eight... Seven... ”

The Sword Pavilion elder sneered, ignoring it, and counted down to himself.

There was a choking sound, and on the hundreds of cloud boats, thousands of monks held up the long swords behind their backs, and they were about to attack as soon as he gave the order.

They were well-trained, and thousands of long swords were unsheathed, but there was only a trembling sound, and the mountains rolled and rolled apart.

On the cloud boat where the Floating Jade Sect was located, except for a few Yuan Infant Stage monks who could still calm themselves, most of the monks were already trembling with fright, most of them had never even come out of the Floating Jade Mountain Range, where had they seen such a scene again?

Hundreds of cloud boats, thousands of monks who acted in unison, and thousands of flying sword magic weapons, if they didn't agree with each other, they would do it, where could they stop it? In fear, they didn't even dare to take out the magic weapon, just looking at Chu Xuan in the air, counting on the ability of this immortal envoy of the Jiuding Immortal Sect to turn the tide.

Xiang Yang shook his head, compared to the other side, the monks of the Floating Jade Sect were really a group of rabble, and it was no wonder that they had the nickname of a thief's den.

On the other side, the Sword Pavilion Elder had already counted to three, and all the long swords had already floated in the air, and Chu Xuan's voice came from Xiang Yang's ears: "Boss Xiang, what should I do? This Ling Tian Sword Sect has hysteria... ”

Xiang Yang's brows furrowed, and before he could reply, the cloud boat under his feet trembled slightly, and a figure swept out, and then a rough voice sounded: "Old immortal, look at your appearance, I'm afraid you have some terminal illness, right? Why don't you hurry back and wait for death on your stomach, why do you run out and be scared?"

Brother Jing's stinky mouth Xiang Yang has been taught, he opened his mouth, and the elder of the Sword Pavilion was stunned, and he forgot to count, and when he came back to his senses, he was ashamed and angry, and directly pinched a spell mark, and then raised his hand, and the long sword behind him had already shot out, with a residual light, and slashed towards Brother Jing.

He is a nine-turn monk, this sword swinged, there were red lights in all directions, towards the sword light converged, in an instant, several feet long sword light has turned into a fire dragon of a length of a few feet, and the air was stirred out of a rolling pop.

Brother Jing screamed, and his figure flashed in the air, not only did he not retreat, but he pounced towards those cloud boats, but the disciples of the Ling Tian Sword Sect were indeed well-trained, in which direction he went, there were nearly a hundred flying swords waiting on the opposite side, even if he was a master in the early stage of the ninth revolution, he was still unable to deal with it alone, not to mention that there was still a fire dragon chasing after him.

In desperation, Brother Jing could only shout while circling those cloud boats, his body was thick and weird, but his movements were extremely dexterous, tossing and turning, and the fire dragon couldn't catch up for a while.

The elder of the Sword Pavilion frowned slightly, there were too many monks of his own family next to him, and it was naturally impossible for him to use this sword with all his strength, so as not to be injured by mistake, but looking at this appearance, he was afraid that he would really have nothing to do with this guy for a while, so he thought about it slightly, and directly ordered that half of the Sword Sect monks aimed their flying swords at the Yunzhou of the Floating Jade Sect, and were ready to start.

Brother Jing was scurrying around in embarrassment, Chu Xuan and the others were also worried, he was the only monk in his own side who had a nine-turn period, if even he was planted, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape the end of humiliation today.

The corners of Xiang Yang's mouth showed a hint of a smile, his eyesight was much stronger than Chu Xuan's, and in such a dim and chaotic scene, he could still clearly see Brother Jing's movements...

That guy seems to be desperate to be chased, but he has been holding a curse mark in his hand, and the corners of his mouth have been squirming slightly, and he can't even care about scolding his mother, which is clearly digging a pit.

A moment later, the Sword Pavilion elder shouted: "Stubborn! Today, my Ling Tian Sword Sect is here to kill the barbarian spies!

Suddenly, more than a thousand sword lights floated, and a fierce cold air came from a distance of a hundred zhang, and on the cloud boat, the monks of the Floating Jade Sect all turned pale, and a few of them were so frightened that they even collapsed.

At this moment, Brother Jing suddenly burst out laughing: "Old immortal, look at the move!"

While he continued to run wolf-to-wolf, scurrying around, he had already folded his hands together, and then shouted: "Jin Yuan, all obey my orders!"

In the air, where he had passed before, golden ripples swayed one after another, and then, all the flying swords, even those in the hands of the disciples of the Floating Jade Sect, all trembled slightly, and then an extremely abundant vitality fluctuation came from him, and all the flying swords involuntarily twisted the sword body, broke away from the master's control, and shot straight out.

There is a way that:

Northern Shenzhou, Zhuoguang Mountain Range, Brother Jing shook the world with one move.

Palm Jin Yuan, order a thousand swords to return together, and one person to break the enemy!