The battlefield of 300 years ago...... Lin Xie took a deep breath, it was the era of legends.

That year, the first sequence of the nine sects on the Hanging Sword Mountain peaked, one sect overwhelmed the eight sects and the royal family, and in the subsequent confrontation with the Heavenly Evil Sect Blood Sect, it was even the main force.

At its peak, the sword cultivation of Hanging Sword Mountain was million! It's just that after the war, the strength was greatly reduced.

Up to now, in just three hundred years, Hanging Sword Mountain has declined from the first sequence to the end of the current Nine Sects, and there is even a danger of falling out of the Nine Sects.

Lin Xie didn't know what the purpose of the second level set by the Sect Dragon Sword Master was, but the task he proposed was to survive for three days.

In other words, Lin Xie doesn't need to do anything deliberately, he just needs to live.

There are two ways to survive on the battlefield, one is to be brave, and the other is to be gou.

Either wave millions of troops, or hide in the mountains and rivers, maybe they can survive for three days.

Looking at the Hanging Sword Mountain disciple who had died of breath, Lin Xie frowned, not knowing what to say, but under the hopeful gaze of this disciple before he died, he still gradually swept towards the center of the battlefield.

This is a huge mountain river, which is probably bigger than the Yandang Mountains.

On the periphery of this mountain and river, there were dense Blood Sect disciples like locusts transiting, attacking towards the mountain.

The disciples of the Heavenly Evil Sect were on guard in the middle of the battlefield, intercepting and killing the disciples of the Hanging Sword Mountain who came to reinforce like a ranger.

Lin Xie's strength was weak, and the reinforcements of Hanging Sword Mountain, which was constantly passing by, directly ignored him, rubbing the corners of his clothes towards the mountain for reinforcements.

Lin Xie's heart tightened, maybe this reinforcement task was very tricky.

Not long after, he found a seriously injured Hanging Sword Mountain disciple on the battlefield, patted him on the face, tried to keep the disciple awake, and said excitedly: "What's going on ahead, how many disciples are surrounded? And we are now in this battlefield, how many of us have in total, how many people are there in the enemy? In this battlefield, who is the highest local combat power, and what realm?"

The disciple saw Lin Xie asking a large number of questions, and his eyes were suddenly blank, but he quickly said, "The front is very dangerous, and our besieged team is likely to be wiped out. ”

Lin Xie was speechless and said calmly: "You can think back to the question I just asked. ”

It's just that this disciple didn't answer before he could breathe, which made him speechless for a while, and at this moment, a terrifying whirlwind tornado swept from a distance, blowing Lin Xie up and falling to the ground fiercely, and he was seriously injured at once.

He raised his head and looked at the source of the tornado in panic, only to see an old man in a bloody suit appear in the sky.

The old man's face was withered, his eyes were blood-red, and behind him were endless dark points of light surging in.

This darkness devours light at such a fast speed that it will drag this region into darkness in an instant.

Yin and Yang Realm!

Soon, seven or eight martial artists who reversed the darkness and day rushed from afar again, and the terrifying Xuan Qi light wave destroyed most of the entire battlefield in an instant.

Lin Xie remembered what the Sect Dragon Sword Master had said, to survive, he had to survive for at least three days.

He looked at his cultivation, his body was tempered nine times, and he didn't even have a qi transformation realm, and immediately began to stay away from the area where the powerhouses of the Yin and Yang Realm were fighting.

As for the Hanging Sword Mountain team that was besieged by the disciples of the Blood Sect, the siege was also lifted at this moment.

The Blood Sect disciples surrounding Taniguchi were instantly swept away by the aftermath of the tornado, crushing them into dust.

The disciples of the Hanging Sword Mountain in the mountains came out of the siege, and suddenly encountered the slapping of a big hand stretched out by the blood cloud in the sky.

With just one shot, tens of thousands of Hanging Sword Mountain disciples died on the spot.

The size of the big hand was almost the same size as a piece of sky, and it swept towards the location where Lin Xie was.

That kind of power seemed to destroy the heavens and the earth, Lin Xie's heart sank, and he finally understood what the sect dragon sword master meant by surviving for three days.

With the gradual crushing of the Heavenly Bloody Hand, some of the disciples of the Hanging Sword Mountain who were weak in cultivation were killed by the explosion of the power oppressed by that kind of power before they could get close.

Among them, there were disciples of the Capture the Flag Battle who participated in the second level with Lin Xie, seeing these people explode and die, Lin Xie frowned, he didn't know if this was a real death or a failure in the trial......

Lin Xie just wanted to live, but with his speed, he couldn't escape the crushing lock of that bloody hand at all.

Although the speed of the Heavenly Blood Hand was very slow, the suppression area was too large, and he had the illusion that he couldn't escape from Wuzhi Mountain.

He took a deep breath, and a crystal purple sword light swept across the center of his eyebrows, the kind of sword intent known for its evil, and instantly rushed into his sea of consciousness.

Lin Xie looked up to the sky and roared, and the whole person actually stepped into the air, not only did not run away, but went towards the bloody hand.

Seeing this, some of the disciples who participated in the trial on the battlefield all had a playful look on their faces, wanting to see what kind of ending Lin Xie would have.

Jiang Yu, the Golden Banner Lord, with the dozens of disciples gathered behind him, looked in the direction of Lin Xie after slaughtering a piece of Blood Sect disciples, and saw him rushing towards the Heavenly Blood Hand, and couldn't help but show a mocking look.

On the edge of the battlefield, a young sword cultivator dressed in red glanced at Lin Xie curiously and smiled slightly.

Several disciples of Hanging Sword Mountain came in blood: "Sect Dragon Sword Master!"

The young sword cultivator waved his hand and motioned to look at Lin Xie.

The bloody hand of the sky crushed down towards Lin Xie as if he were slaughtering the common people, and Lin Xie was faster.

No one noticed the crystal purple sword glint in Lin Xie's eyes.

When he arrived in front of the Heavenly Bloody Hand, Lin Xie stood in the air, and the bloody hand that was about to be crushed suddenly stopped, and even trembled for a while.

Lin Xie didn't say a word, looked at this bloody hand coldly, and after casting a warning look, he turned over and returned to the Hanging Sword Mountain camp.

After that, after a moment of silence, the bloody hand was about to continue to crush the disciples of Hanging Sword Mountain on the battlefield, but Lin Xie turned around and cast a cold look, and the bloody hand did not dare to move anymore, and then under Lin Xie's murderous gaze, the bloody hand gradually collapsed.

Suddenly, the crystal purple sword in Lin Xie's eyes suddenly disappeared, and the whole person fell from mid-air as if he had lost three souls and six spirits.

In the middle of the battlefield, a Purple Mansion Sword Cultivator's eyes froze, and he watched the whole process of Lin Xie committing a bloody hand with his body and breaking the bloody hand with his mind.

In the process of Lin Xie losing his strength and falling to the ground, Zifu Sword Xiu's brows furrowed slightly, and a flying sword appeared from under his feet, and the whole person shuttled through space like a meteor, sweeping towards Lin Xie.

Swish!

On the way to save Lin Xie, several Blood Sect Purple Mansion elders came to intercept them, but they were killed by a few swords of this Purple Mansion Sword Cultivator.

Holding Lin Xie up, Zifu Sword Cultivator pondered for a moment, quickly descended to the ground, and instructed several disciples to take care of Lin Xie, and he continued to fly towards the center of the battlefield.

Among these disciples who took care of Lin Xie, three of them were disciples who participated in the trial, and one of them was a female disciple, dressed in a red dress, with beautiful eyebrows like poetry, eyes like peach blossoms, and a goose egg face, and her temperament was out of the ordinary, like a Nine Heavens Immortal.

This female disciple was instructed by the Purple Mansion Sword Cultivator to take care of Lin Xie, and as for the other disciples, they took on the heavy responsibility of protecting Lin Xie.

"Let's go to the hut over there. ”

The female sword cultivator said with a smile, and immediately sent two disciples to carry Lin Xie on the stretcher and walk towards the small cabin.

Under the instruction of the Purple Mansion Sword Cultivator, the wooden house where Lin Xie was located was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

Late at night, the door was pushed open, and the Purple Mansion Sword Cultivator entered it.

Looking at the sleeping Lin Xie, Jian Xiu didn't say a word, sat on the side, and waited quietly for Lin Xie to wake up.

Soon, Lin Xie opened his eyes, saw Jian Xiu staring at him, and immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He didn't know what the Purple Mansion Sword Cultivation meant, but he saw the latter smile faintly and asked softly: "You are just quenching your body, how can you achieve the Sky Imperial Sword, that Heavenly Blood Hand is the gathering of the blood sect demons at the peak of yin and yang, but it was scattered by you at a glance......

"Why?"

Lin Xie smiled bitterly, how did he know why.

At that time, seeing the huge losses suffered by the disciples of Hanging Sword Mountain on the battlefield, he couldn't bear it, and regarded the illusion as reality, so he was not afraid of life and death.

Even seeing this Purple Mansion Sword Cultivator, Lin Xie had a sense of time and space blurring.

Three hundred years ago, the powerhouse of the Purple Mansion of the Hanging Sword Mountain, if he is immortal now, I am afraid that he will have to break through to the soul infant realm.

It's a pity that in that battle, the cutting-edge force of Hanging Sword Mountain was almost wiped out.

This Purple Mansion Sword Cultivator, if nothing else, will fall in the battle that follows.

Lin Xie took a deep breath, he really wanted to tell this Purple Mansion Sword Cultivator that in this battle of Hanging Sword Mountain, the strength of the sect was greatly reduced, and it would fall from the first sequence to the last position.

But in the end, he didn't speak, and when the Purple Mansion Sword Cultivator asked, he didn't know how to answer for a while.

After a while, Lin Xie said softly, "The disciple has got some adventures. He didn't say a word about it.

"Adventure ......" Zifu Jianxiu smiled faintly, noncommittal.

Raising his hand, a jade page appeared in his hand, and on it was a mental method.

Hanging sword trick, ground-level sword trick, qi change more than five changes can be repaired. It can resist a hundred swords and a thousand swords, and the ten-layer consummation can be urged, and the sword weapon of Zhenzong can be urged to hang the mountain.

Seeing this mental method, Lin Xie lost his mind for a while.

In the past three hundred years, this sword technique has almost been lost, and even the Zhenzong sword weapon has been extremely damaged.

Legend has it that the Hanging Sword Mountain is capable of using the Hanging Mountain Sword to face the 100,000 Heavenly Evil Blood Army with its own strength, and under one sword, the world will be destroyed, and the enemy army will be annihilated.

With this sword ability, a Yin Yang Realm sword cultivator can face ten Yin and Yang Realms at the same time, and will not fall behind in the short term, if the sword cultivation is strong, it can be drawn.

Nowadays, although the Zhenzong sword weapon of Hanging Sword Mountain is still there, it is said that after several battles, its power has been greatly weakened.

Accepting this Hanging Sword Technique, Lin Xie was excited in his heart, and quickly turned a few pages, first being intimidated by the transcendent skill of controlling thousands of swords, and then shocked by the terrifying power of the ten-layer Great Perfection controlling the Hanging Mountain Sword.

This is an illusion He knows very well, and he is very clear that the big opportunities that the Dragon Sword Master said can be brought out, but he has not experimented, and he does not know whether it is true or false.

Remembering that the Sea of Consciousness seemed to store items, he threw the sword trick into the place.

The moon and stars are scarce, and the battlefield is bloody.

Under the protection of the Purple Mansion Sword Cultivator and a group of Hanging Sword Mountain disciples, Lin Xie survived the first half of the night unharmed, and in the second half of the night, he encountered a surprise attack by a group of Blood Sect disciples.

When Lin Xie rushed out of the door, he found that all the disciples who had guarded him before were killed except for the girl in the red dress, and the disciples of the Blood Sect who sneaked up on him were killed by the girl in the red dress with a sword.

Lin Xie looked at the dense corpses in front of him and took a deep breath, is this the Cultivation War?

In the face of war, human life is like a mustard.

"Are you awake?" the girl in the red dress cleared her hair, not noticing the black blood flowing on the tip of the sword.

Lin Xie nodded, it was a little cold in the middle of the night, he coughed twice, and asked, "How long has the war been?"

The girl in the red dress was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "Two thousand seven hundred years ago, the Heavenly Evil Sect and the Blood Sect began to invade the Imperial Soul Continent, and the Red Moon was a big country in Qianzhou, and the Heavenly Evil Sect and the Blood Sect sent millions of troops to invade ......"

"Thousands of miles of red moon are devastated, and I, Hanging Sword Mountain, as the first of the Nine Sects, naturally have to bear the responsibility of fighting against the main force of the Evil Sect. If you don't understand, let me tell you, we are sword cultivators, we bear morality with our swords, and we save the common people with our swords, and this battle is indispensable, do you understand?"

"This battle has been fought intermittently for more than 2,000 years, and this year, after the resurgence of the Blood Sect many times, it gathered all its forces to attack me......

"I think it's going to be a decisive battle......

The girl in the red dress said softly, looking at Lin Xie's coughing appearance, casting a few concerned glances.

"Now on the battlefield, Hanging Sword Mountain has borne millions of troops of the Heavenly Evil Sect and the Blood Sect, almost fifty percent of the enemy's total army. ”

"All the sword cultivators in Hanging Sword Mountain are here now. Our Purple Mansion Yin and Yang have all gone to battle, and the Sword Ancestor of the Half-Step Divine Emperor is fighting a decisive battle with the Blood Sect Master. ”

"In two days, Armageddon will be over...... I don't know if we will be alive by then......"

The girl in the red dress had a pessimistic smile.

Lin Xie's heart sank, and he vaguely knew why the strength of Hanging Sword Mountain had dropped so much three hundred years later......