Chapter 381

The Hunyuan Sect, Demon Flame Sect, Blood Bone Sect and Seven Quarter Fort, the four sects joined forces to force each other, making the situation seem very tense.

Wen Yanbo looked cold and pressed over with his strong cultivation level, shouted: "Lin Yun, do you dare to kill the core disciples of my sect, dare you recognize it?"

"It's also interesting. Didn't these three wastes be killed by your Hunyuan Sect? Are you surprised to die at my hands?"

Lin Yun's face was cold and said lightly.

Such a slow and almost sarcastic tone made Wen Yanbo's angry face dark immediately.

"I am too lazy to ask about your grudges with other sects. Today, if you don't hand over Jing Jue's storage bag, don't think you can get out of this silence wasteland."

The great elder of the Qiji Castle had a strong killing in his eyes, staring at Lin Yun.

"And the Qiankun Yin and Yang Pill of Bai Yue, my Demon Flame Sect!"

"My Blood Bone Sect, I'm Xiu Han, and you have to make up for the loss of not entering the palace. Otherwise, I'll let you taste the 108 kinds of punishments from my Blood Bone Sect, so that you can't survive or die.

cannot!"

The three sects were arrogant and asked Lin Yun to spit out the harvest in the palace.

"Rareless! When will it be your turn to point fingers in my disciples of Lingxiao Jian Pavilion?"

Elder Luo Feng burst out with a magnificent sword intent, with a sharp edge, and stood in front.

Wen Yanbo's eyes rolled around and his heart sneered. If he was the Hunyuan Sect family alone attacked, he would really not be able to do anything to Lingxiao Jiange today, but this kid offended too many people, and instead gave him a chance.

Immediately, I smiled in a sinister way and said, "Everyone, why talk nonsense with this old ghost? This kid's treasures in Jiange must be on him. Just take him away directly. If Lingxiao Jiange is disrespectful, my four sects will be my sects.

Join forces and destroy them on the spot!”

"If you want to take away my Lingxiao Jiange people, I'm afraid you don't have the ability."

The elder of the sword in the camp flashed with anger, holding the Xiaoyun Sword in his hand, and walked out with great strides.

"Are you so confident? It turns out that Elder Zhijian is here, but the reputation of the elder Zhijian is produced by the seven people. You are the only one present, I am not afraid of you!"

The great elder of the Qiji Castle snorted coldly, his five fingers suddenly opened, and a powerful suction force surged.

The heavy snow floating in the sky instantly rolled up wildly in front of the suction condensed by his true energy, trying to catch Lin Yun with him.

Lin Yun had been alert for a long time. The moment the other party's five fingers opened, the sword intent that had condensed all over his body burst out.

As the dragon roared, he raised his hand and punched the opponent's majestic suction force.

Even if the old man had a high level of cultivation, he would have thought that he would pull Lin Yun over from more than ten meters away, which would be too underestimated by him.

"This kid is so vigilant."

The great elder of the Seven-Mission Castle flashed in his eyes, and his true energy was stirring up, trying to use your more violent means to control Lin Yun.

"court death!"

Elder Zheng Jian raised his eyebrows and could hardly see how he took action. Then a sword light shot towards the elder of the Qijue Castle.

"Xiaoyun Sword!"

The face of the elder of the Qijue Castle changed slightly and he had to dodge.

Bang!

He flashed fast enough, but several other elders and disciples of the Seven Secret Castle behind him were killed and injured under this sword.

“Go together!”

Seeing this, Wen Yanbo knew that the opportunity had come.

With the loud shouts, the ancient dragon and elephant power spread all over his body, and he fell down and killed him with a group of elders.

"Yanyun Fist, the fire burns the sky!"

The power of the dragon and elephant burned wildly, and it was also the Yanyun Fist, but in Wen Yanbo's hands, it was more than several times greater than Zhang Yan. More than a dozen elders attacked him at the same time, and they were also the Yanyun Fist.

Suddenly, the raging fires were connected, and the sky was filled with fire

The flame condensed into a hideous and terrifying huge beast, and fell towards the sword-holding elder with the power of burning the sky.

The endless fire seemed to fall from the sky, and this scene was extremely terrifying.

Obviously, Wen Yanbo was prepared, otherwise his cooperation with other elders would definitely not have reached such a perfect level.

Lingxiao sword technique, sword shatters Lingyun!

But the majestic sword force soared into the sky from the fire. The dazzling sword light was like a rising sun, crushing the burning dragon elephant power with a destructive and rotten momentum.

"A little trick!"

The elder holding the sword held the Xiaoyun Sword and stood proudly, the sword body trembled and kept trembling.

The terrifying power of the Xiaoyun Sword changed the faces of the four elders present.

The power of one sword broke the joint attack of the ten elders.

"Xiaoyun Sword is well-known, so there is no need to talk nonsense with this old guy. Come on and capture Lin Yun alive!"

The sharp-eyed Xiaoyun Sword is extremely powerful, but the great elder of the Seven-Miscellaneous Castle has no intention of retreating at all.

The sects that are free from the territory of the empire are no different from bandits, and they act almost like evil cultivators on weekdays.

If these people don’t snatch Lin Yun’s storage bag, these people will never give up.

"Do it!"

The people from the Demon Flame Sect and the Blood Bone Sect have long been unable to stand still. When they see that the Seven-Miscellaneous Fortress takes the lead, they no longer feel hesitant.

"Get out the sword!"

Elder Luo Feng snorted coldly and took the lead in drawing the sword. For a moment, the snowy deserted wasteland was filled with the sound of the long sword being unsheathed, and the sound of the long sword being unstoppable.

The elders and disciples in Jiange did not look much afraid.

"After all, we started fighting."

"If Lingxiao Jiange is willing to compromise, it will not be Lingxiao Jiange. I am afraid that all of them will die in battle and will not give in to a single step."

"This Hunyuan Sect is also an excessive amount. It would be fine if those evil cultivators have no shame, but an imperial sect is so shameless."

"No wonder I have never been able to beat Lingxiao Jiange over the years. It seems that there is a reason for this."

"But Lingxiao Jiange is still a bit in trouble. With the joint efforts of the four sects, the gap in strength is too big. I can only blame Lin Yun for being too popular and too many people are jealous."

"Yes, although there were still struggles at the end of the secret realm in the past, it is definitely the first time that the five major sects have fought in chaos."

On the Destroyed Wasteland, the other elders of the sect looked a little angry, but there were no surprises.

Under the treasure, warriors will be released, and the sects will be the same.

What's more, Lin Yun climbed to the top ten levels and created legends. The harvest he gained was probably far beyond what everyone thought, and it was inevitable that it would be heart-wrenching.

This time, there were 18 elders of the Purple Mansion, forty-eight deacons in the half-step Purple Mansion realm, and 100 elites on the ground led by Xin Jue.

The strong lineup is not bad, but compared with the four sects that have joined forces, it is obviously not enough to see.

If it weren't for the Sword Elder here, the power balance would be even more disparate.

But there was a sense of aura at the Jiange, and no one retreated in this desperate situation. No matter what conflicts there were between them on weekdays, at this moment, the whole country was united and shared the same hatred of the enemy.

"Where is the disciple of Jiange? Form a formation!"

The thunder flashed, Xin Jue's long hair was shining, and the heavy snow was flying, and he pointed at the sky with a sword.

The sword light condensed into a lightning-like terrifying geek, dazzling and dazzling.

"exist!"

Suddenly, elite disciples on the ground flocked to Xinjue.

The five sects started a war, and nearly a hundred masters from the Purple Mansion Realm fought. The true essence roared, the sword light was storming, and various killer moves collided in the air, and the scene was extremely shocking.

Lin Yun was deep in it, and his blood was boiling, and he couldn't help but think of a scene on the eighth floor.

call out!

Don't wait for him

Take action, a cold bloodthirsty wind hits, and Mu Xiuhan holds a sword in his hand and looks at him coldly: "Today, not only will you die, but the elders and disciples of Lingxiao Jian Pavilion will also be buried with you. Go

Repent in hell.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his face looked ferocious and rushed over.

Bang!

Before the man landed, the blood-colored sword light turned into a series of terrifying geese in the air. Among the flying and messy snowflakes, the terrifying sword light was like the essence.

My sword, glory lasts forever.

The moment he held the Burial Flower Sword, Lin Yun remembered this sentence for no reason, raised his eyebrows and pulled the sword out of the sheath.

break!

The water moon sword force emanated from him in waves. With the blessing of the half-step innate sword intent, he shattered all the blood-colored sword lights falling in the air with one sword.
To be continued...