Lin Yi looked at the sword light with a half-smile but not a smile. The chain in his hand flew up with a loud bang, and the two white dragon-like sword energies were shattered by the chain, but this piece of iron made of fine black iron
The chain was also cut in two abruptly.
"This person's cultivation level is so high."
Although the middle-aged Taoist holding the sword cut the chain with one sword, the tiger's mouth was shattered, blood flowed, and the whole arm was sore and numb.
How did he know that Lin Yi deliberately restrained his strength? Looking at the tone of these people, Lin Yi knew that he never expected him to come in person.
He knew that practitioners who had never really seen him fight would never feel that they were invincible. At this time, there were many practitioners in this training place. He knew that even if the other party knew that he was Lin Yi, he would probably
He tried to kill him, but if he thought about it, if he killed them directly as soon as he came up, they would lose their courage. If these people fled in all directions and the leader escaped, it would be very troublesome to trace the truth.
So when he came up, he had already told Li Sanyu not to call him General Lin in front of these people.
Although he was strong at this time, he deliberately created the illusion that the other party might be able to deal with him.
"I have taken one blow from you, now you take one from me."
Lin Yi jumped forward and continued to move forward. He caught the severed chain with his right hand and struck directly at the middle-aged Taoist.
The middle-aged Taoist didn't dare to take a direct hit and backed away from the door in shock. However, Lin Yi's right hand blow was just a feint. His left hand shook slightly, and there was a loud bang. The iron chain in his left hand was like a
It was like a rattlesnake suddenly raising its head. It lurched upward, and one end of the chain went straight into the middle-aged Taoist's arms.
The middle-aged Taoist's entire right arm was sore and weak, and he could barely hold the sword. When he saw the iron chain suddenly thrust into his arms, he was immediately horrified, and the real energy in his body surged towards his right arm, and he forcefully swung the sword.
Cut to this iron chain.
There was another loud bang.
The middle-aged Taoist couldn't hold his sword, and the broad sword in his hand flew upwards. The iron chain continued to hit his chest, causing blood to spurt from his mouth, and his whole body flew backwards into the door.
Go in.
"Chaotianmen, if the door doesn't face the sky, how can it be called Chaotianmen?"
Lin Yi didn't even look at the middle-aged Taoist. His eyes fell on the top of the Taoist temple gate. As he took action, the iron chain on his left hand, which was at least five or six feet long, swept upwards like a black python.
With a bang, the door frame above the Taoist temple door was connected to the archway above.
Everything was smashed to pieces, and countless pieces of wood and rocks fell down.
There were exclamations outside the door.
For the practicing sect, if someone comes to challenge, seriously injures or even kills the disciples, this may still be possible to resolve, but to destroy the sect, this is already an indissoluble hatred.
Rocks and debris fell to the ground like a waterfall, and smoke and mist rushed toward his face. Li Sanyu felt shaken when he stood behind Lin Yi, but when he saw Lin Yi standing motionless in front of him, like a mountain, his heart
I just felt admiration, but no fear at all.
"You madman, you dare to tear down the door of my palace."
A clear sharp scream followed by a shrill whistle sounded.
A small gray handleless sword flew out from the lower edge of a piece of gray wood. When a shrill sound broke through the air, it was already less than a few feet away from Lin Yi's head.
Lin Yi let go of the long chain in his left hand and stretched out his hand a little. When a sword energy condensed out of the air, with a bang, the flying sword was directly knocked away.
Then he raised his toes and picked up the middle-aged Taoist's broad sword. He reached out to catch the broad sword and stabbed it directly at the iron ring connected to the shorter iron chain in his hand.
A clanking sound.
The broad sword seemed to be sheathed and stuck directly in one of the iron rings on the iron chain.
"What does this person mean? Does he want to show off his achievements by collecting the swords of every swordsman defeated by him and inserting them on this iron chain?" In the Chaotian Palace, the man wearing white jade from before
The crowned Taoist man and the middle-aged man in Chinese attire have reached a place where they can clearly see the high platform at the entrance of the Taoist temple. In addition to them, there are three other people on the high platform here. One of them is an old Taoist wearing a black Taoist robe.
He looked to be at least seventy years old, with snow-white hair and beard, but the skin on his face was as red and tender as a baby's.
In addition to this veteran, the other one is a young man in fine clothes who is only eighteen or nineteen years old, and another is a middle-aged man dressed as a businessman. However, standing with his hands behind his hands at this time, he gives the impression that
The bearing of a master.
The first person to speak out at this time was the handsomely dressed young man with red lips and white teeth.
"What the young prince said makes sense. There are many records of such practitioners in the classics. Some sects even like to collect the swords of their opponents and show them off in their sects. The swords can even be built into towers." Wearing a white jade crown.
The Taoist complimented him, then turned to look at the middle-aged man who looked like a businessman with solemnity, "Brother Jiang, can you tell that this man
How many ways to take action?”
"This kind of sword energy is not like the ordinary means of condensing true energy, but rather like some exotic sword energy." The middle-aged man who looked like a businessman shook his head and said: "This method is similar to that of our Jing Nian Sect in the Southern Dynasties.
The sword energy is very similar, but it is fundamentally different. On the contrary, it is like the methods of some sects in the Northern Wei Dynasty. I can't identify it. It's just that this person's attitude is easy to control and he doesn't use all his strength at all. I'm afraid it's to save real energy. I think it's at least
Above the intermediate level of Divine Mind."
"Today's gathering of capable people in Chaotian Palace, let alone the middle-level spiritual mind, even the peak spiritual mind will make it impossible for him to come back." The old Taoist wearing a black Taoist robe laughed ferociously.
Practitioners often have good looks. This old Taoist looks to be in his seventies, but his actual age is probably at least several dozen years older. However, practitioners of his age seem to have the hottest temperament. At this time,
With a ferocious smile on his face, he looked at the Chaotian Palace gate that was completely opened, with murderous intent in his eyes, "Now that the sword formation is complete, it's not certain whether he can pass through it."
"Old Taoist Sang, I am somewhat interested in this person. If this person falls into the sword formation later, I would like to trouble you to tell your disciples and disciples so that they can try their best to keep their hands alive." The young man in rich clothes with red lips and white teeth said with a smile.
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At this time, smoke and dust filled the air in front of the mountain gate. The middle-aged Taoist priest with blood spurting from his mouth was being quickly helped away by two Taoist priests. The blood was spilled on the ground, but the young man in rich clothes seemed to have long ago looked at the dripping blood.
I'm used to it, and there doesn't seem to be any disgust in my heart.
"That's natural, but we need to ask him exactly where he came from." The old Taoist priest suddenly nodded heavily, and he didn't seem to dare to treat the young man lightly.
"Is this the Yin Lei Sword Formation?"
Lin Yi had already sensed from outside the door that the middle-aged Taoist's move and the flying sword were all to delay the deployment of the sword array inside. However, he was not in a hurry. As soon as the Chaotian Palace door was broken, he stepped on the broken sword.
Shi Canmu looked forward, but he was slightly surprised.
In the open space behind the palace gate, there are seventeen Taoists in green shirts standing in different directions. They all hold swords in their right hands and hold sword skills with their left hands.
The auras on their bodies pulled and vibrated with each other, stimulating more vitality of heaven and earth. Even the cold water vapor on one side of the river was continuously pulled out and condensed around them.
In the shadows behind them, there was a cloud of gray water vapor surging, which looked like a ghost.
This sword formation was clearly the Yin Lei Sword Formation that he had seen before while reading his notes in Jiankang City.