Song Xia squinted his eyes, his killing intent was awe-inspiring, and his palm slowly moved to the hilt of the knife on his waist, but then he suddenly stopped.

"Mole ant, let's leave you alive first!Let's go!" Song Xia's attitude changed sharply, and with a wave of his big hand, he led many immortal island monks to slowly retreat.

Song Xia was able to resist the urge to make a move, which was a bit unexpected by Lin Yi.

Lin Yi also breathed a sigh of relief, after all, in the face of hundreds of Immortal Island cultivators, he was also under double pressure.

Song Xia, this monk, was by no means an easy person, and Lin Yi could smell a trace of danger on the other party's body.

Lin Yi believed in his spiritual sense, which proved that the other party had the ability to threaten him.

Of the five Immortal Island monks he had encountered before, the last of them had a perfect foundation, and almost eerily evaded his induction, using a spell that had never been seen before, and he could almost become invisible.

And the knife that was stabbed in the end, although Lin Yi forcibly stopped it with his palm, the moment he touched it, Lin Yi still felt the pain in his palm.

Song Xia, as the leader of this group of immortal island monks, must have far surpassed everyone in his cultivation methods, and he used a long knife to burst out with a concealed blow, which may not be able to hurt Lin Yi's immortal sword body.

Lin Yi secretly marked this person as a dangerous person.

There will eventually be a battle between them, and since it can't be avoided, there's no need to think about it. At this point, Lin Yi smiled and turned to leave.

One of the Immortal Island monks looked at Lin Yi's back, his eyes burst out with murderous intent, and he said in a low voice: "Senior brother, why don't we just kill him?

"Yes, Senior Brother, as long as you give an order just now, we will work together, even if Brother Jindan comes, and we will also fall here!" another cold voice agreed.

Song Xia showed a trace of solemnity between his eyebrows, shook his head slightly, and said: "This person is not simple, I can feel a trace of oppression in this person, maybe he is no worse than the descendants of the four major royal families and the three major sects of the Honghuang Wilderness." ”

"No matter how powerful he is, can he still withstand the siege of hundreds of our monks?"

"Yes, senior brother, my long knife can't hold anymore, and I want to drink the blood of the Flood Cultivator!"

Song Xia sneered: "Now is a very moment, we can't clash with this person, if we can't besiege this person, he escapes, it may cause unimaginable obstacles to our plans." And I have a hunch that if we face him, we may lose a lot of monks, and the gains outweigh the losses. Everyone, please keep in mind that the primary goal of this trip is to obtain the Juque Sword! Our monks have not yet gathered, as long as our Xiandao monks gather, once the Juque Sword is born, it will be the time for us to start killing!"

After a slight pause, Song Xia stared at Lin Yi's back with a calm gaze, and said in a cold voice: "No one can stop us from winning the Juque Sword, people block and kill, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!"

A group of immortal island monks suddenly agreed.

Lin Yi casually walked to a corner, saw that there was no one around, and immediately closed his eyes and concentrated, falling into the second layer of sword intent of the sword art.

The breeze blew across Lin Yi's black hair in front of his forehead, revealing his delicate and elegant face.

Suddenly, a long sword that was "inserted" into the ground not far from Lin Yi's side trembled slightly.

At the same time, a strong will suddenly descended on the entire Sword Casting Villa, and almost all the long swords in the Villa trembled slightly, and the "color" of the sword "groaning" was endless.

The long sword in the Sword Forge Villa seemed to be affected by an inexplicable traction, wanting to soar into the sky, and the sound of the sword "groaning" revealed joy, and the sound was superimposed, brighter and clearer.

The monks in the Sword Forge Villa changed color in an uproar, their eyes were shocked, and they looked at the trembling long sword beside them in amazement.

Suddenly, a monk exclaimed, "Sword intent! It's sword intent!"

This voice, like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, erupted in the crowd of monks, and the sound of discussion became heavier. But this kind of crowded situation still can't hide the sound of Qingyue's proud sword.

"Who is it?Monk Zhuji actually comprehended the sword intent!"

"It turned out to be sword intent, that is the ability that is not weaker than the magic of supernatural powers, who is this person?"

"Once the sword cultivator comprehends the sword intent, the combat power will be doubled, and there is a good chance that this giant sword will fall into the hands of this person!"

Many immortal island monks also changed color slightly, Song Xia squinted his eyes and murmured softly: "There are actually sword cultivators who comprehend sword intent coming in, it's a bit interesting......"

Song Xia whispered to the immortal island monk behind him: "Send ten monks to investigate in all directions, once we find this sword cultivator who comprehends the sword intent, we must kill him, this person is a big threat to us! If the sword cultivator who comprehends the sword intent obtains the giant sword, if we want to seize the sword, we will pay a great price." This time, I, Song Xia, not only want to take the Juque Sword and present it to the three princes, but also take you out of the Sword Shrine intact!"

Lin Yi, who was hiding in the corner, opened his eyes, restrained his sword intent, frowned slightly, and sighed secretly.

This use of sword intent did not achieve the desired effect.

Lin Yi originally thought that when the sword intent came, the many swords in the Sword Casting Villa must have sensed it, coupled with his subtle control, and with his powerful divine sense, as long as he felt which sword was not hit, even if it was not a giant sword, it was not far behind.

However, in the process of Lin Yi's sword intent, almost all the swords in the Sword Casting Villa moved, but there were three areas where the sword intent could not be touched.

As soon as he touched those three areas, Lin Yi's sword intent would collapse and disappear into invisibility.

Lin Yi thought for a moment: "This is finally a small area, so you won't blindly search for it." These three areas are inviolable, and they must be a little strange, and it is necessary to explore them. ”

Thinking of this, Lin Yi swept towards a relatively close area.

Before he got close, Lin Yi saw from a distance that there were already hundreds of monks surrounded in front of him, and the black pressure was extremely conspicuous.

Lin Yi frowned secretly, and thought, "This place has already been discovered by the monks, and there are so many people around, could it really be the place where the giant sword was born?"

Lin Yi came to the front and looked forward through the gap in the crowd.

I saw that the most eye-catching thing not far ahead was a stout green pine towering into the clouds, estimated to be hugged by ten people. Clusters of branches and leaves are intertwined, like an umbrella covering the sky.

What attracted Lin Yi's attention the most was that the leaves of the green pine, like a sharp sword, stretched outward, bursting out with a fierce and strong sword intent, there was an aura of adversity but mighty and unyielding, as if heaven and earth could not crush it!

Lin Yi lowered his gaze and landed under the pine tree, only to see that there were seven deep wells below, arranged like the Big Dipper.

The water level in the deep well is very high, faintly overflowing outside the well, the water of the deep well is as clear as glass, even if it is hundreds of meters away, Lin Yi can still feel a chill to the bone, and there is a feeling of sword qi piercing on the surface of his body.

Seven deep wells were dug into a channel that flowed into a pond the size of a house.

The water in the pond is rippling, the breeze blows, the waves are sparkling, and the sunlight shines on the water through the branches of the green pines, reflecting a brilliant blue "color" brilliance.

Lin Yi himself has an unparalleled sense of the sword, and the seemingly soft cyan wave seems to be mixed with an endless sword intent, which makes people unable to resist.

Lin Yi's heart was dark, this place is really famous!

Within a radius of 100 meters, there were only three things, green pines, deep wells, and pond water, but each of them seemed to carry the figure of a 'sword'.

Lin Yi pondered: "Even if this place is not the place where the Juque Sword was born, it must be inextricably linked with the Juque Sword. ”

Lin Yi looked at the hundreds of monks gathered in a circle and wondered.

Lin Yi found a Qi Condensing Monk who was standing on the sidelines and watching, and asked with a smile, "May I ask Daoyou, what are these monks doing here, but what do you say?"

The monk squinted his eyes and looked Lin Yi up and down, and when he saw that Lin Yi had the cultivation of building a foundation, he couldn't help but "show" his respectful "color", and said in a low voice: "The predecessors don't know, this place was discovered by a monk half a day ago. The monk was overjoyed and was about to go up to find out, but he had just stepped within a hundred meters of this place, but he was pierced by a sudden sword aura, and now he was still seriously injured. ”

Lin Yi looked at the area in surprise, frowning secretly, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

The Qi Condensing Monk continued: "Later, there were other monks who didn't believe in evil and also tried, without exception, they were all injured by the sword qi, and now there are hundreds of monks around here, but they don't have an idea. In fact, everyone knows that there are treasures here, but they are helpless, alas. ”

Lin Yi smiled and thanked him, secretly exerted his sword intent, and released it in front of him.

As soon as the sword intent of the sword art entered the area, the sword-like leaves of the green pines shook for a while, the water in the seven deep wells was even colder, and the surface of the pond water also "waved" a wave.

The space within 100 meters "swayed" with three powerful forces, and the sword intent of the sword art instantly collapsed.

Lin Yi's face changed, and a terrifying color flashed in his eyes, and at the moment when the sword intent and those three forces fought just now, Lin Yi almost fled.

Lin Yi could conclude that these three forces were by no means what his current strength could contend with.

At this moment, among the hundreds of monks onlookers, dozens of monks stood up, and the first one said in a loud voice: "In Chengye of the Lower Chengtian Sect, all the Daoists here are also aware of the situation, and with their own strength, no one can enter. Why don't we unite for the time being, work together to break the ban here, and we will rely on our own means to get in, what do you think?"

After Cheng Ye finished speaking, nearly a hundred monks responded, they had been wandering here for a long time, and they just wanted to go in and investigate, how could they miss this kind of opportunity.

But most of the monks were on the sidelines and did not rush in.

Lin Yi shook his head secretly, this area is not a matter of prohibition, with brute force, it is impossible to break into it at all.

A moment later, nearly a hundred monks gathered under Cheng Ye's command, and they surrounded the place, striving to open the ban and ensure that they broke in as soon as possible.

At the sound of an order, more than 100 monks sacrificed their spiritual weapons, and in an instant, the divine light in the air flickered, and the spiritual energy danced, smashing towards that area.

More than 100 spiritual artifacts had just entered within 100 meters of that area, and they suddenly stopped.

Countless sword qi suddenly burst out from that area, and they all burst into the air.

"Bang Bang!"

The sound of shattering spiritual weapons sounded frequently, and in the blink of an eye, more than 100 spiritual weapons all turned into fragments and fell to the ground.

More than 100 monks were connected to it, and they all suffered from the trauma of different Cheng dù, their faces were ugly, and they retreated to the side and secretly breathed.