High in the sky.

Zhou Tiantong's figure behind him is holding a sword, and his robes are flying in the air.

His figure was different from the phantoms condensed by the third-grade Zhixuan that Lin Yi had seen before.

In comparison.

The shadows of the previous third-grade Zhixuan and others were more or less blurry.

However, Zhou Tiantong's phantom was obviously not transformed by his energy. This phantom was lifelike. Standing high in the sky, it looked more like a god.

Especially the long sword in his hand is extremely powerful. Simply standing there gives people an extremely powerful sense of oppression.

"Now, Master Haizhou Lin, it's time to die."

Zhou Tiantong's voice came in panic, as if the power of heaven had descended.

He lowered his head and looked down, staring coldly at Lin Yi who was standing there: "You are spending a lot of money in the Huihan Formation."

"Even in your heyday, you may not be my opponent, and now you are even more powerful than one of my moves."

"So, what should you do!"

He spoke in a voice, and the shadowy figure behind him showed no signs of hesitation, holding the sword and raising his hand.

The speed of Phantom's sword lift is slightly slower.

But every time the long sword moved up an inch, strange phenomena appeared in the heaven and earth.

With the sound of wind and thunder, the huge power that swept up caused Bai Luoshui and You Han to change their expressions one after another.

"Zhou Tiantong has been concentrating on cultivating Taoism for so many years. Speaking of which, I haven't seen him take action in a long time."

You Mingdao looked at the shadow in the sky with a deep look on his face. Looking at You Mingdao's face, he felt particularly vigilant for a moment.

"Master Haizhou Lin is probably at the end of his game, and the chances of him surviving are too slim."

You Han on one side was knocked back slightly by Zhou Tiantong's move.

He looked at Lin Yi who was standing there. Although there was admiration in his eyes, he was still looking on coldly.

After all, Master Haizhou Lin in front of him has unknown origins and is aggressive. If he really stays in the world, it may not be a good thing for You Han.

"He is too arrogant. If Zhou Xuan is killed in time and the Huihan Formation does not consume so much energy, maybe he can take Zhou Tiantong's sword."

"But now it seems that Master Haizhou Lin is in serious danger."

Bai Luoshui stared blankly at the sword in Zhou Tiantong's hand: "I can feel the powerful spiritual energy on that sword."

Psionics.

This is Bai Luoshui's most intuitive feeling about Zhou Tiantong's power.

From a distance, it looks like just a condensed long sword, but in fact, that long sword is not strength, but complete aura.

It was something more powerful than the magic weapon that Zhou Tiantong had refined day after day after decades of practice.

"This Master Haizhou Lin..."

Bai Luoshui gritted his teeth.

She was born with a sensitive sense, so she could sense Zhou Tiantong's terror.

"Should we let the Patriarch take action to protect his life?"

When the old man beside him spoke, he couldn't help but feel a little worried at the moment, and said in a low voice: "This Master Haizhou Lin is young and frivolous, but also has some strength."

"After he is struck down by Zhou Tiantong's sword and his life hangs by a thread, and his strength is exhausted, let the Patriarch take action to save his life."

"At that time, you can use him to open the door hidden in the generations of your Bai family and end the cycle of cause and effect. Otherwise, if he dies, I am afraid that the fate of your Bai family will continue.

Turn back and forth, waiting for him to come back from reincarnation again."

The old man said this and looked at Bai Luoshui.

Bai Luoshui turned his head and glanced at the huge copper coffin over there.

If you want to save people, the only person here who can help Master Haizhou Lin and resist this a little bit, apart from You Ming Dao over there, is the Bai Huang who has not yet appeared.

However, there were signs of safety in the giant bronze coffin.

It seems that nothing in the outside world has attracted White Phoenix's attention, or perhaps the White Phoenix in the giant bronze coffin has not yet recovered.

"Now, what should you do!"

Zhou Tiantong's voice was cold and silent, and his whole body raised his hands, with golden light shining on his body and in front of him.

The shadow behind him moved along with his movements.

Hands rise, swords rise.

The long sword stood horizontally in the sky, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, covering the sky and the sun.

The fire clouds that had been chopped apart were completely melted under the golden light of Zhou Tiantong.

"You have a sword, and so do I."

Lin Yi looked up at the sky and spoke calmly.

Bai Luoshui looked over after hearing this.

In the eyes of everyone, they could see the young man standing there raising his head, and the cool wind blew his long hair at the temples.

No matter how high the sky is, the pressure of Zhou Tiantong's magic is even greater. The young man should deal with it calmly and deal with it calmly.

"My sword is already in the sky, hanging high above your head!"

"Master Haizhou Lin, where is your sword?"

Zhou Tiantong's words were dismissive, and his words were full of coolness: "Don't forget that at this moment, you are still deeply trapped in the cold."

"Although Zhou Xuan is dead, if you condense your energy into a sword, those long swords will still be completely absorbed by the entire formation!"

"You stand in a position of defeat and talk swordsmanship with someone like me who is bound to win?"

"Are you worthy?"

Zhou Tiantong sneered and spoke, his white hair and whiskers flying in the wind.

Zhou Tiantong's sword was raised above his neck. The higher it went upwards, the shadow condensed by the technique and the sword energy rose together, becoming more powerful and unstoppable.

The surrounding wind seemed to have brought forth an aura as sharp as a knife.

On the Huihan Mountain, deep carvings were made on the gravel the moment the breeze blew by.

This is all the power of Zhoutian Tongshu.

With one sword, all the breezes between heaven and earth become swords!

"It's a small formation, it's fine if it's broken."

After Zhou Tiantong finished speaking, the young man's indifferent voice sounded again.

Those casual words seemed to be talking about an extremely ordinary and ordinary thing.

"This formation was set up by me, Zhou Tiantong and Bai Huang together back then. You can't break it just by asking."

You Mingdao stood there and looked at Lin Yi: "Little brother, I advise you to avoid the edge for the time being."

"Otherwise, if you were killed by Zhou Tiantong's sword here for nothing, it would be a waste of your cultivation."

You Mingdao's voice fell.

Bai Luoshui also frowned: "How can the formation of Huihan be so simple, just break it if you want?"

"If you were really that powerful, you would have been able to break through the formation when you just stepped forward and faced off against Zhou Xuan."

"But you didn't break this formation, why not?"

"It must be because you can't break the formation!"

Bai Luoshui spoke with certainty and stared at Lin Yi over there.

"Whenever I want to break the formation, I break the formation, that's all."

Lin Yi shook his head: "Before, I didn't want to break the formation."

"Now, I want to break the formation."

"So, let's break it."

Just break it.

Three words came out of Lin Yi's mouth.

Everyone could only see him standing there, under Zhou Tiantong's pressure, like a young man in a boat in a storm.

The moment when the words fall to the ground.

On his body, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly broke out!

It's like something suddenly wakes up.
Chapter completed!