Hu Shan roared angrily: "Stay for me!"

The next moment, a huge golden sword shadow appeared in the air and suddenly broke through the air and slashed down towards the blue giant sword.

With a loud bang, the golden sword shadow collided with the green giant sword and then went on, and a violent wave exploded.

A golden light in the sky, two swords collided with each other and burst out, sweeping across the surroundings.

Everyone only felt a wave sweeping over their heads. When they looked up, they saw a clear fault appearing in the entire sky.

It was not that the void was torn apart, but that the sword energy and even the suspended dust in the sky were cut open by the golden light just now.

Following Hu Shan’s natural flying sword, more than a dozen long swords wrapped in black thunder and lightning, unfortunately blocking the light, all of them were beaten back in dust.

As the owner of these dozen flying swords, Mo Xie naturally suffered a considerable impact.

Mo Xie hurriedly recruited and took back his flying sword, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he completely watched.

At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly came from the air to everyone's ears.

The golden sword shadow suddenly broke from the middle, and then dispersed. A broken golden flying sword fell from the sky.

At the same time, a harsh sound of breaking through the air came over, and the green giant sword directly entered the hole and left, disappearing in an instant.

Hu Shan spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and reached out to grab the broken sword that was broken in half, his eyes were already red.

When all the elders and disciples saw this, they flew towards him, but no one dared to come forward to speak. Even Mo Xie frowned and shut up.

Yang Feng, who fell slightly behind everyone, secretly stabilized the surging breath in his body.

The power of the sword just now was really extraordinary. Even if the powerful sword element absorbed by the Immortal Divine Sword offset most of it, he inevitably suffered an impact.

"In the northeast direction, why don't you hurry up and chase..."

Hu Shan was already very angry and said gritting his teeth.

At this time, his natal flying sword was destroyed and his vitality was severely damaged. He must go into seclusion and recuperate as soon as possible to stabilize his injuries, otherwise it would be very likely that his cultivation would be affected.

When everyone heard this, they immediately moved their bodies and wanted to chase after them.

"It's not the south, it's not the south..."

Hu Shan suddenly stopped everyone, his face constantly changing.

"What's going on?"

Mo Xie couldn't help asking, and the other elders also looked confused.

Hu Shan glanced at him and said coldly: "No, the last bit of contact between me and those flying swords has been completely cut off."

Hu Shan turned around and looked at the messy sword tomb in front of him, looking at the flying swords with less than three hundred left, with a huge flame showing his eyes.

Hu Shan waved his hand, and the wind blew in his sleeves, and then he waved it down sharply.

The three hundred flying swords were immediately swept into the air by a huge force and drew an arc, and then they fell to the ground like heavy rain.

Boom boom boom boom!

A series of explosions sounded, and all three hundred flying swords fell to the ground, all the sword bodies were inserted into the ground, and only the hilt was left on the ground.

Everyone around could clearly feel Hu Shan's anger. Without his instructions, they did not dare to act rashly. They were all trembling and dared not say a word.

As for Zhuo Feng, who was originally responsible for the Immortal Divine Swords, was so scared that his face was gone and his whole body was trembling.

You know, he is just an elder of the inner sect. If Hu Shan, as the deputy sect leader, wants to kill him to vent his anger in anger, he will undoubtedly die. Even if the sect wants to pursue it later, it will have no meaning to him.

Hu Shan's eyes slowly swept across everyone's faces. Although he was extremely angry at this moment, he did not lose his mind.

He knew that the Spirit Gathering Sword Formation would never reverse for no reason. Someone must have done something in this, and that person was most likely among the ten elders in front of him.

Zhuo Feng, who was responsible for the seventy-two flying swords, was extremely suspicious, but he was not the one he suspected.

In his opinion, the most suspicious thing was Mo Xie, who took the initiative to come to see the Mo Jian Formation.

After all, even he himself cannot fully control such a complex sword formation. If there are really people in front of him who have the ability to reverse such a sword formation, then there is undoubtedly only Mo Ye. This person with a cultivation level of almost the same as him may have done it.

"Deputy Master Hu, you might be suspicious of me, right? Except for you who called me to take action in the end, I stood there from beginning to end and didn't move, and didn't even emit a trace of breath. If I were to do something, how could you not notice it?"

Mo Xie seemed to see the trace of suspicion in Hu Shan's gaze and said loudly.

"Don't have to do this for fellow Taoist, Mr. Hu has never said that."

Hu Shan snorted coldly and said lightly.

No matter how suspicious he is, there is no meaning without evidence. He has never been a reckless person, otherwise he would not have been in the position of the leader of the sect now.

"It seems that Deputy Master Hu still has a lot of things to deal with today, so I won't disturb you much! Those borrowed items will be asked for in the future. Say goodbye!"

Mo Ye said slowly when he heard this.

Hu Shan didn't say anything more. He raised his hand and shot several magic tricks into a certain void. There was a wave of white light several feet tall.

Mo Xie bowed to Hu Shan slightly, and then his body swayed into the white light.

Hu Shan watched Mo Xie's figure disappear completely into the white light, and then he withdrew his gaze and swept back and forth from Yang Feng and the ten people's faces again, his eyes as cold as frost and his face was gloomy as water.

The atmosphere at the scene seemed to solidify, and everyone was silent and did not dare to make a slight sound.

Yang Feng was like others, lowering his head slightly and not looking at Hu Shan.

"Elder Zhuo Feng, don't you have anything to say?"

After a while, Hu Shan's eyes finally fell on Zhuo Feng.

"Sect Master Hu, this...I...is not..."

Zhuo Feng's heart suddenly jumped, and hesitated for a long time, but he couldn't say anything.

Hu Shan secretly urged his spiritual sense to explore the entire forbidden area, but still failed to find any clues. Finally, he said: "I said before, if someone drops the chain for me, don't blame me for turning against me! Since Elder Zhuo Feng, you have poked such a big leak for me, it's probably unreasonable to not compensate me if you don't compensate me."

"Sect Master Hu, how do you want to... compensate?"

Zhuo Feng raised his head slightly and looked at Hu Shan, sweating profusely.

"My losses are so great that even if I overturn all your family's assets, I'm afraid I can't afford to pay. I'm not such a heartless and cruel person, so I can use 6,000 contribution points and 300 immortal stones to compensate."

Hu Shan said coldly, with an unquestionable aura in his tone.

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Feng's body suddenly became weak and he almost collapsed on the ground.

This compensation price is more than all his current assets. It is even more difficult to accept that he can take so much wealth at once.

However, no matter how uncomfortable it was, he had to accept this result.

When everyone present heard this, they were all shocked. On the one hand, they secretly scolded Hu Shan for being too dark, and on the other hand, they were glad that he was not the unlucky guy Zhuo Feng.

"Hu... Deputy Sect Master Hu, I have accumulated these 6,000 contribution points for many years, and finally I still have them. But these 300 immortal stones are really gone. Can I... be compensated with the best spirit stone?"

Zhuo Feng looked ugly and tried to ask.

"I can give you some time to give it to me within ten years, so I'll forget about this."

Hu Shan glanced at him and said coldly.

"This...well."

Zhuo Feng replied with a sad face and struggled.

"Remember, after leaving here, you are not allowed to mention this matter to anyone, otherwise I will never be able to avoid him. Okay, get out of here!"

After knocking Zhuo Feng hard, Hu Shan's mood did not improve much, and he was unceremonious and ordered to expel the guest.

When everyone heard this, they had to respond quickly. They worked hard for most of the day and did not get any contribution points, but they did not dare to say anything more, and they all left in disappointment.

After leaving the forbidden area, Yang Feng and Qi Liang were speechless all the way. After arriving at the Teleportation Hall, they smiled bitterly and said goodbye to each other and teleported back to the cave.

After Yang Feng returned to the Fire Peak Cave, he immediately looked around carefully. After confirming that Hu Shan had not planted a mark, he felt relieved and went into the secret room to adjust.

...

A few days later, in the northeast of the Longshan Mountains, an old man in white stood on a bare boulder, looking up at the sky in the southwest direction.

The sky there was clear, as if it had been washed by water, clean and without anything.

But the old man in white looked at it and showed an excited light on his face, and his face also had an expression of expectation.

After a while, a blue light suddenly appeared in the horizon where there was nothing.

A few seconds later, the green light suddenly became larger, revealing a green giant sword, and flew towards it.

The old man in white lit up his eyes and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, his momentum suddenly changed, and his whole body's energy and spirit increased to the peak state, and his cultivation level at the early stage of the True Immortal was revealed.

He was originally a sea-scattered cultivator outside the Yuntian Continent. He had only arrived near the Longshan Mountains these days. He wanted to rest on this mountain for a few days, but he didn't expect that when he was meditating, he felt a flying sword comparable to an immortal weapon flying towards him.

The old man was originally a cultivator in the realm of true immortals who was proficient in swordsmanship. Without feeling the aura of the flying sword master, greed arises in his heart and wants to intercept the sword.
Chapter completed!