Chapter 3455

Hey!

There was a long cry from the snow sculpture, and the huge snow sculpture flew over the sky. Lin Yi looked up, and when the snow sculpture turned sideways, he saw a young man standing on its back, it was Ximen Hong.

"Jiu Niang didn't take this kid down? What a bunch of trash, I hope Jiu Jian won't let me down."

Ximen Hong's feminine eyes stared at the person below. The two looked at each other from a distance, and their eyes collided with sparks.

Ximen Hong didn't come down, but drove the snow sculpture and left here.

"Um?"

Lin Yi was a little surprised that Ximen Hong didn't make a move against him, obviously he had some concerns. It may be that this place is relatively close to the area of ​​other inner disciples, and they are afraid of being discovered.

"That is?"

After advancing several thousand miles, Lin Yi looked forward and saw a red mark on the ground not far away. The mark was made of a special elixir mixed with dye, and it ran through the periphery of the Chuqi Mountain Range. Where does it extend.

You don't need to guess. This is the so-called 'safety line'. After you leave the safety line, you are no longer within the scope of monitoring.

The spirit beasts behind the safety line are very powerful, and they cannot be dealt with by disciples from the outer court.

Whoosh!

In the dense forest ahead, there was a sudden movement, one after another figure stepped on the branches and leaves, leaped out from the depths of the forest, came towards this side, blocking Lin Yi's way.

Lin Yi counted, and there were nine people who came here, including men and women, all of whom were at the ninth level of Huajin, and they all appeared to be in their twenties.

What is different is that behind each of them is a long sword.

Vaguely, there was a sharp aura emanating from them, as if the nine of them were sharp swords.

"Sword repair!"

Seeing these people, Lin Yi immediately understood their identities. The Thirteenth Taibao, the strongest in the outer courtyard of the Qingzhou Society, had a total of thirteen people, except for Ximen Hong, Du Jiuniang, the one-eyed youth, and the red-haired youth.

The remaining nine are all sword cultivators.

Not all warriors are sword cultivators. The so-called sword cultivators are only loyal to sword cultivation throughout their lives. Every swordsman is a master of the sword.

The sword cultivator was not strong at the beginning, and his attack power was limited compared to ordinary warriors.

Only when sword cultivators enter the Tongxuan Realm can they be regarded as a real entry. At that time, they will condense a flying sword of their own in the dantian.

With the improvement of cultivation base, the natal sword will become harder and harder, and when it is condensed to a certain level, the natal sword can kill people in the air.

A powerful swordsman can also fly with the help of a flying sword. There are even rumors that swordsmanship has been practiced to a high level, and it is omnipotent to fly to the sky and escape the ground, and it is no problem to take the enemy's head from thousands of miles away.

Of course, these few people at present cannot be regarded as sword cultivators strictly speaking, because they have not entered the Tongxuan Realm, and have not yet condensed the Flying Sword of Fate.

Sword cultivators in the realm of energy transformation can attack more than ordinary warriors, because they can use a special attack secret method, which is to float the inner energy on the sword to increase the attack and defense power of the sword.

People call this kind of attack power sword strength. To put it bluntly, it is still internal strength and external release, but it is more condensed and more stable than ordinary internal strength external release.

"You kid killed Du Jiuniang?"

The one who spoke was a handsome young man in his early twenties. He stood with his hands behind his back, faintly exuding a sky-high sharpness, and his brows were full of arrogance.

"You are Nine Swords, don't talk nonsense, let's go together!" Lin Yi stopped, and said calmly, it was the first time he had fought against a sword repairer when he came to this world.

A woman with a cold expression stepped forward and said disdainfully, "Let's go together? Boy, are you kidding me? The Huajin warrior who can make nine of us attack at the same time in this world has not yet been born. You... are also not qualified."

"The ignorant are meaningless. Ordinary warriors will never know the power of sword repair."

"Hahaha! Such an arrogant young man, he really thought that if he broke Jiuniang's ten thousand poison formation, he would be invincible in the world."

"There is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. A brat, why bother to have the same knowledge as him, and get rid of him as soon as possible. We have to go behind the safety line to practice."

The other sword cultivators spoke one after another. They all looked calm and calm, and no one took Lin Yi seriously.

"So much bullshit!"

Lin Yi curled his lips. The superiority of these people's sword repair made him a little disgusted.

"alright!"

A tall swordsman interrupted everyone with a wave of his hand, and said, "Send him on his way."

This tall warrior was about twenty-seven or eight years old, and he looked calm, like the leader of Nine Swords. When he spoke, everyone else fell silent.

Several sword repairmen looked at each other, and the handsome young man came out slowly, pressed the hilt of the sword behind his back with one hand, pulled out the sword with a bang, pointed the tip of the sword at Lin Yi and said, "Boy, roll over and lead him to death."

Clank! !

He came slowly, the sword clanging alone, a layer of sword strength covered the sword, with a compelling sharpness spreading around.

Sensing the opponent's sharp sword strength, Lin Yi's expression remained unchanged. He secretly used the secret technique, and his two palms had a faint metallic luster.

"Damn boy, let's see the power of a powerful sword cultivator. The breeze sees you off~~~~"

As soon as the handsome young man finished speaking, he took a sudden stride, and his speed increased tenfold. At the same time, the sword in his hand trembled, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight at Lin Yi's forehead.

Puff puff puff puff...··

The unparalleled sharpness of the sword disturbed the air, bringing out a series of sonic booms, the momentum was frightening.

The terrifying sword was superimposed with sharp sword strength, as if it could break the boy's head in the next moment.

Accompanied by this sword attack, there was also a violent wind blowing, making Lin Yi's clothes rattle!

"This kid is dead, no one can block the blow of the wind sword." A sword cultivator hugged his shoulders and commented easily, and several other sword cultivators also nodded slightly, thinking that the young man would undoubtedly die under this sword.

"Three waves chasing the tiger~~"

Lin Yi moved suddenly, raised his hand and punched out, the air rippled like waves, and the violent aura was overwhelming.

Iron Fist brought an invisible huge wave forward to attack, but before the attack arrived, the gust of wind brought out by the opponent's sword was torn to pieces by the invisible wave.

bang bang bang~~~

The air whirled and twisted, and there were violent air explosions around the two of them, and countless branches and leaves of trees were smashed.

"Hmph, this kid is crazy, how dare he catch a sword with his bare hands!" The eight sword cultivators behind him all stared wide-eyed.

when!

The ferocious iron fist collided violently with the tip of the sword. When the two confronted each other, there was the sound of metal clashing.

The ground under the two people's feet immediately cracked a huge crack, and there were mountains and rocks rolling down.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom".

Lin Yi's fist was heavy again and again, and finally the triple punch was added together. The face of the handsome young man changed, and he was immediately thrown more than ten meters away.

"How is it possible? This boy is actually so strong?"

"Received the sword with bare hands, not only was it uninjured, but also knocked the wind sword away, how did he do it?"

"No wonder the old thirteen repeatedly told him to be careful, this kid is really extraordinary."

The eight sword cultivators behind were all moved. Since their debut, they have never seen anyone who can catch the sword strength with bare hands, let alone hit the flying wind sword.

puff--

The handsome young man sprayed blood wildly. He did somersaults in the air before he managed to stabilize his figure. When he landed, his footsteps were a little staggered.

Whoosh!

Lin Yi moved his feet, and his body shot out, killing the handsome man.

"Six Waves Exorcism~~"

huh huh huh~~~

With one punch, six layers of waves were brought out, and the faint sound of huge waves filled everyone's ears, shaking people's eardrums.

"Not good! This kid's attack power has increased, and Feng Jian is no match." A sword repairer exclaimed.

Shine!

The woman with a cold face charged forward, sheathed her sword, and stood side by side with the handsome young man.

The two nodded at each other, and then attacked at the same time.

"Wind Sword, Feng Guo Wuhen~~~"

"Rain Sword, Misty Rain in March~~~"

"Two swords combined, spring breeze brings rain~~~"

The two attacked at the same time, and the handsome young man's swordsmanship opened and closed, with a certain degree of relaxation, and the sword came out like the wind.

The cold-faced woman's swordsmanship is delicate and soft, like misty rain in March, hazy and dreamy, in the light wind and drizzle, but mixed with unparalleled sharpness.

When the two sword points were about to be handed to the opponent, the two sword points were put together and pointed at Lin Yi's fist at the same time.

At the moment of the wind and rain, the attack power increased several times.

clang clang clang~~~

The sword tips of the two hit Lin Yi's fist with flames. Lin Yi spat out his iron fist, and waves swept out.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

The six fists are spit out one after another, and finally they are perfectly superimposed together.

The handsome young man and the cold-faced woman turned pale and vomited blood together. Like kites with broken strings, they were blown away by the terrifying punch.

"It's just mediocre, kill!"

The corner of Lin Yi's mouth chuckled, he raised his fist and continued to attack. Few of the ordinary fighters at the ninth level of Huajin could withstand his fist. The sword cultivator's attack power is stronger than he imagined.

"It's impossible, how could this be?"

"Wind Sword and Rain Sword are combined, but they were still repulsed by this kid."

"It's such a hard body, such a strong body, it's not much better than a martial artist at the Tongxuan Realm."

"..."

"Nine Waves Heavenly Fist~~~" Lin Yi yelled loudly, and punched out a boundless wave from his fist. Nine waves superimposed, and the sound of the waves broke the shore.

Nine invisible fists flew out, condensed into a transparent fist in the air, the size of a water tank, and smashed towards Feng Jian and Yu Jian.

Ka Ka Ka ~ ~ ~

Rumble~~~

With the transparent fist as the center, a huge invisible vortex was formed, and the trees within tens of meters were destroyed in rows, and two thousand-year-old trees were uprooted, and then they were smashed to pieces, leaving all the leaves off.

All of a sudden, rocks rolled down and sawdust flew.

"not good!"

Seeing this, Nine Swords all changed their colors. "not good!"

The faces of the nine swords all changed, and they felt invisible huge waves rushing towards them, as if they were in the sea, and there were huge waves pressing towards them.

An oppressive feeling that makes it difficult to breathe. No one could imagine that a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy could make such a terrifying attack.