"Since you are looking for death, you can't blame me!"

As soon as Lin Yi said this, it immediately set off an uproar, and countless gods scoffed and scolded again and again.

"Vertical arrogance!"

"I don't know whether I live or die, and I dare to speak wildly!"

Although the seven thousand white-robed sword cultivators won a great victory, there were also a small number of people who were traumatized, and miraculously, none of them fell!

First, in terms of fighting alone in the same rank, the sword cultivation defense may not be as good as the immortal golden body, but the power of attack and killing is far above the immortal golden body.

Second, the seven thousand white-robed people were superior in numbers, and they were completely encircling and suppressing the heavenly army of the Gongsun Imperial Family, and the only god general who threatened them was still restrained by Chu Li'er, Junlin and others.

Thirdly, this group of sword cultivators has been cultivating together all year round, and they have already had a good understanding of the sword, and they cooperate tacitly in battle, often one person is in distress, revealing a fatal flaw, and the other person will immediately make up for it.

Faced with the siege of the Shura Clan's army of 50,000 Heavenly Gods and some other city forces, Lin Yi still did not plan to sacrifice more than 10,000 Heavenly Gods in the Divine Sealing Strategy.

Lin Yi waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Change the formation, Chu Lian'er, you lead seven thousand white robes as the tip, and the fierce beasts of Qiqi protect the two wings as blades, I will come to the back of the palace and break through!"

As Lin Yi's words fell, the seven thousand white robes quickly changed their formation, not chaotic at all, orderly, and more than a dozen fierce beasts also obeyed Lin Yi's arrangement, due to the huge size of each fierce beast, they could perfectly protect the sword cultivation on the flanks!

In this way, Lin Yi and the others formed a formation like an open sword on the ground, which was conducive to breaking through and killing!

With Lin Yi's understanding of the formation, this kind of change is naturally easy.

If he really wanted to leave this place, Lin Yi had countless ways, but this time, Lin Yi planned to maximize the potential of the seven thousand white robes.

Therefore, Lin Yi had no intention of releasing the gods in the Divine Sealing Policy at all.

"Kill!"

Almost at the same time, the Shura God and the city lords roared.

And the sword-shaped array composed of seven thousand white robes and more than a dozen primeval fierce beasts also began to be launched, revealing its edge, and the sword aura soared into the sky, rushing straight to the front to kill!

The 50,000 gods of the Shura tribe, all dressed in blood-colored clothes and battle armor, were like a blood-colored torrent, unstoppable.

And the seven thousand white robes seemed much weaker, and could only barely be regarded as a stream.

But in the face of the turbulent rush of the torrent, this stream is unusually stable, and there is no sign of being washed away and broken!

"Boom!"

The two sides collided, and a violent roar erupted, the sound of Jin Ge's exchange of blows was everywhere, the divine power collided, the artifact galloped vertically and horizontally, and the brilliance flooded the heavens and the earth!

At the moment of collision, a cloud of blood mist erupted from the very center of the battlefield!

"Whew!"

A black light pierced the sky, and King's Landing struck!

A Shura god tilted his body, his eyes were dim, and he fell from mid-air.

The sharp arrow had pierced his skull, and the castration was greatly reduced, but a divine soldier behind this person was caught off guard, seeing the divine general in front of him burst his head, and a cold light flashed in the blood mist, but he didn't have time to react, and was shot dead on the spot!

Kill two birds with one stone, King's Landing will stand up and take the lead!

Chu Li'er, Haixing, Wang Qi, Feng Qingwu, Feng Wangchen, Ming Kong, Su Qiqi and other core disciples of sword cultivation took the lead and broke into the crowd of many divine generals of the Shura clan, constantly fighting.

The two wings continued to be flocked by the gods, and more than a dozen primeval beasts were mighty, and the hair on their bodies stood up, like steel needles, spreading their gray-white wings, roaring angrily, and their faces were hideous.

The artifact of the gods smashed on Qiqi's body, like scratching, but it was scraped by Qiqi's body, that was the end of the broken body, if you were not careful, you would be injured by Qiqi, and there would be no chance of survival!

"Knock! knock!"

The ground kept shaking, as if someone was beating a big drum, and the sound was like a thunderbolt in the ears!

The many heavenly god armies surrounding Lin Yi and the others were bold, changed color in shock, and their momentum was greatly defeated, but the seven thousand white-robed people heard this voice, but their spirits were greatly lifted, and the long sword in their hands swung even faster and more violently!

Kui Niu jumps on one foot, constantly shaking the ground!

Legend has it that in the war between gods and demons, a cow fell, turned into a war drum with the skin of its body, and condensed its own bones into a war hammer.

Emperor Xuanyuan held a war hammer in his hand and personally beat the war drums, and the sound that erupted spread throughout the entire heavenly realm, and the morale of the gods in the heavenly realm was greatly boosted, while the momentum of the demon army was frustrated and retreated!

"Moo!"

Kui Niu roared, the cry was like thunder, resounding through the battlefield, and the eyes were everywhere, like the light of the sun and the moon sprinkled down, wailing!

"Roar!"

Shaped like an ape, the white-headed and barefooted Zhu Yan jumped into the crowd, dancing with his arms, and suddenly swept out a large open space.

A god general couldn't dodge, and was grabbed by Zhu Yan's arms, biting off his head, and the blood flowed from the wound.

Zhu Yan's eyes were red, his feet beat his chest, and he was excited.

Zhu Yan is born, there will be war!

Behind the seven thousand white-robed scholars, there are also several scholars with a strong bookish atmosphere, who seem to be powerless, but they hold a pen in one hand, a scroll in the other, and their lips are lightly opened, and the voice of the mighty and upright hundred schools of economics faintly overshadows the hustle and bustle of the battlefield!

In the blink of an eye, the voice became even more high-pitched, revealing a killing intent!

Ancient spears flew out of the mouths of these scholars, and long swords with divine light flowing in all directions.

Verbal swords!

"Wow!"

Unfolding the scroll, several scholars held ink pens in their hands, constantly flying on the paper, and in the sliding of the pen tip, one by one the murderous primeval gods jumped on the paper, lifelike, broke into the army of gods of the Shura tribe, and fought bravely.

Paper!

Seeing this scene, all the city lords present were shocked.

Feng Shaoyu was shocked, and exclaimed: "All the sons and the hundred saints!

"Yes, I didn't expect the legend to be true, and the hundred schools of Jinglun have really been passed down!" Xia Xuzhou also looked excited.

Even the many gods who were besieging Lin Yi and the others were all subconsciously stunned, looking hesitant.

The position of the Hundred Saints in the hearts of the gods is not weaker than that of the Five Great Emperors.

Moreover, the influence of the sons and the hundred saints is far-reaching, because they are mortal wombs in the flesh, and they are scholars in the red world, and their status in the hearts of all the people is extremely high.

Even if there are unscrupulous people who want to tamper with the history books, they can't erase the traces of the Hundred Sages of the Sons, because they were not immortals in the cultivation realm originally, but they are around every mortal, and their deeds have long been passed down by word of mouth in the human world and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

If it weren't for the Hundred Saints of the Sons and Saints who sacrificed their lives to smash the Abyss Demon Dragon, the mount of the Origin Heavenly Demon, I am afraid that the battle of gods and demons would have lasted longer, and there would not have been the three holy weapons of the Heavenly Punishment Bow, the Earth Extermination Arrow, and the Sky Umbrella!

Feng Shaoyu said in a low voice: "Legend has it that when the Hundred Saints of the Sons fell, they left their own inheritance, it seems that this Lin Yi was really born in response to the great luck, not only got the inheritance of the Lord of the Stars, was recognized by Ryoma, but also got the followers of the Sons. ”

Seeing that the situation had changed, the Shura God General roared: "The evil sect is crooked, kill me, the sons and saints have long been gone, these people are simply pretending to be the hundred saints, and they deserve death!"