The old man in gray clothes stepped forward, and the extremely sharp sword mixed with the power of the Zifu realm surged forward.

Before the people arrived, they shattered all the swords on Lin Yun's body.

Too strong...

This is the strength of a strong man in the Zifu realm. Compared with the half-step Zifu, it is completely different and cannot be compared to the same.

Rub rub rub rub!

He didn't give Lin Yun time to take a breath, he stepped forward and slashed three times in a row.

After three blows, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Lin Yun's mouth, and he was violently knocked away. But as he was flying, he gritted his teeth, and the sword flipped over with the Double Moon Blood Scythe, drawing a bloody arc forward.

Whoops!

Although the old man in gray clothes responded, he still retreated a little slowly, and a shallow blood mark was pulled out on his chest.

Touching the wound on his chest, the gray-clothed old man's eyes became even colder.

clang!

Before Lin Yun could hit the ground, he was struck by a flash of lightning, and with one strike he knocked out the red-blooded war blade in Lin Yun's hand, leaving a horrific scar on his chest.

"elder brother!"

Xinyan turned pale with shock, and the expressions of the other elders of Jiang Pavilion also changed greatly.

In the end, the opponent broke through the defense line and released an elder from the Purple Mansion Realm or a very ruthless swordsman.

"court death!"

Xin Jue, who was struggling with the enemy deacon, his face darkened, turned into a bolt of lightning, and came over like a thunderbolt.

Currently, Jiange does not have enough manpower.

It is difficult for elders to step aside to provide support.

The ten sword pavilion elders basically fought one against three, and the sword-holding elder even relied on the Xiaoyun Sword to fight one against ten.

Except for him, no one could help Lin Yun.

Without even thinking about it, Xin Jue used his thunder sword power to the extreme and charged towards him.

"Are you going to die again?"

The old man in gray clothes smiled coldly, raised his hand and slashed at the thunderous sword.

But Xin Jue's thunderous sword power was obviously beyond his expectation and was much stronger than he imagined.

The power of the sword knocked him back several steps.

"If you want to kill Lin Yun, you have to get through me first."

With electric light crackling all over his body, Xin Jue exuded a powerful sword power and looked at the opponent coldly, showing no fear at all.

"Half step in Zifu?"

The old man in gray felt the aura on Xin Jue's body keenly. He was slightly startled, and then smiled and said: "Lingxiao Jiange is really full of talents. If you were in the ordinary Zifu realm, I am afraid there is nothing you can do. Unfortunately, what you encountered is

Me, die!"

As soon as the voice fell, he flew up into the air and slashed out with a single blow.

Suddenly, the thunder shadow exploded, and when the sword light fell, it looked like a ferocious and terrifying dragon.

Click!

Xin Jue, who blocked the sword, took three steps back, and the sword in his hand exploded. The palm of his hand overflowed, and streams of blood dripped down the hilt into the snow.

"Senior brother, take the sword!"

Not far away, Lin Yun, who was lying on the ground and suffered heavy injuries, covered his chest wound and threw a sword from his storage bag.

It was the ancient treasure weapon he harvested in the nine-story treasure palace.

A strange light flashed in Xin Jue's eyes, and before the treasured weapon fell, he spun around in mid-air and held the sword.

But the dragon-like sword light behind him followed him like a shadow and came to kill him again.

Without thinking too much, Xin Jue turned around suddenly and drew his sword out of its sheath.

boom!

The blade of the sword shines brightly, and the powerful sword power contained in the ancient treasure weapon is like a dazzling bright sun.

Another treasure?

The expression of the gray-clothed old man who rushed over couldn't help but change slightly, but he started to curse loudly in his heart.

Endless...

"What a sword!"

Holding the ancient treasure weapon in hand, Xin Jue laughed in mid-air and struck out with a sword. He instantly chopped the opponent's ruthless sword force into pieces, and then gained the upper hand without mercy. Using the power of the treasure weapon, he used his own thunderous sword skills.

Showing power beyond the limits.

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!

Nine thunder-like sword lights, each more fierce than the last, finally shattered the thick and dignified power of the purple mansion of the old man in gray.

When the last sword came down, it stabbed into his chest and chopped him down hard.

Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water!

Lin Yun, whose injuries were slightly relieved on the ground, had a cold light in his eyes and slapped the ground hard with his palm.

He rose up in the air, held the hilt of the sword, let the sharp snowflakes hit his face, and charged towards the old man in gray.

"act recklessly."

Before the old man in gray clothes landed, he saw Lin Yun rushing towards him, and a disdainful sneer appeared on his lips.

He was stabbed, but he still dared to rush in and die.

But his smile quickly condensed, and Lin Yun suddenly turned into nine afterimages in mid-air, rising like clouds and quietly dispersing. Real and false, the vast sword force was erratic, making it impossible to lock it.

"die!"

The nine afterimages overlapped on the sides, and at the moment when they overlapped, the moonlight changed on Lin Yun's body.

Clouds and clouds wax and wane, and the wind and clouds change.

When Lin Yun stabs out with his sword, the clouds disappear and the rain falls, and the color shines all over the area. The sword light blooms like a flower, the sky is blue and the water is clear, the falling flowers fly together with the bright moon, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.

This sword, the Water Moon Mirror Flower, blooms beautifully among the scattered snowflakes.

Phew!

The old man in gray clothes had no time to react before he was hit in the throat with a sword.

Blood immediately splashed out from his neck.

In the vast wind and snow, this extremely tyrannical elder from the Purple Mansion Realm covered his neck and fell down in extreme reluctance.

The moment he fell, Lin Yun relaxed, spat out blood, and his face became even paler.

It seems even colder than the snowflakes dancing in the sky.
Chapter completed!