Ye Huan smiled and said: "We are from the same sect, and we are unanimous in dealing with the outside world. Also, are we really going to take action?"
"What do you think?"
Lin Jie suddenly looked at the two of them.
boom!
Power exploded in the middle of the street, and Lin Jie suddenly turned into an afterimage and flashed to the left.
With a pop, a martial arts cultivator on the 18th floor just shuddered, and his head rolled to the ground, still steaming with blood.
Even the eyes of the head were not willing to tremble.
Sudden!
Killing one person with one sword, Lin Jie shook the sword of life and death at this moment, spilled the blood, and then looked at the countless stunned people around him: "Come on the 18th floor."
"Killing people!!"
"The people who were killed were the people on the 18th floor!"
The street exploded in an instant.
"Lin Jie is a short-sighted guy, dare to kill people on the 18th floor?
After he is finished, even Shaoxuanzong cannot afford to offend Yuan Shanlou."
The Feitian Sect disciples around Yan En were all dumbfounded.
Even Yan En gritted his teeth.
From the beginning, he concluded that Lin Jie did not dare to attack the 18th floor.
The Eighteenth Floor is the power of Yuanshan Tower, and Yuanshan Tower is comparable to a first-class martial arts sect.
But the headless corpse on the ground in front of him was a naked warning to everyone present that the people on the 18th floor had been killed.
"kill!!"
Hua Qingluo just gave a faint order to dozens of warriors.
Huh~
More than thirty warriors released Yuan Xiang one by one, some of them were in the Yuan Xiang realm, and some were in the Tianyuan realm, and they sacrificed their weapons to kill Lin Jie.
"Yu Tianyi!"
A thunder sound flashed past, and Lin Jie moved, exploding like thunder.
Puff puff!
The strong men on the 18th floor had just moved a few feet away when a figure rushed past them, and were blocked and killed one by one.
The strong men on the 18th floor were no match for Lin Jie.
"Brother Lin!"
In the distance, many strong men gathered in Zhenbao Pavilion, and they all followed Han Zhan to witness the massacre that was taking place.
Han Fei's blood burst out, as if he had returned to Yunshui River and saw the scene where Lin Jie was not afraid of Ziyan Valley and used his sword to kill people.
Han Zhan stroked his beard: "I don't know how high the sky is, but those are just minions from the 18th floor."
"Third brother, you've killed them all and didn't leave any one for me?"
In a few breaths, more than thirty martial arts cultivators from the eighteenth floor were dead. Their bodies were scattered all over the ground, and a river of blood was slowly spreading.
Ye Huan stared at the scene in front of him and vented his anger towards Lin Jie in the distance.
"Be careful."
Mu Yuqing suddenly drew her sword.
The three of them looked at each other.
It turned out that Hua Qingluo was approaching step by step with more than a dozen people. The two old men beside her showed an extraordinary aura in the Saint Transformation Realm.
The other dozen martial arts cultivators are also at high levels in the Tianyuan realm. These are the real trump cards on the 18th floor.
In front of the Zhenbao Pavilion, Han Zhan raised his head and said: "Lingjian Sect?
A martial sect with a great reputation that has long existed in name only will probably disappear completely from the historical stage of the Dead Sea this time."
"Brother Lin, run away!"
Han Fei shouted at the top of his voice.
"Han Fei, thank you, but..."
Lin Jie looked at the True Treasure Pavilion and suddenly grasped the Sword of Life and Death tightly.
Whoosh whoosh!
At this moment, more than a dozen strong men from the 18th floor with high cultivation levels in the Tianyuan Realm came towards Lin Jie like crazy poisonous bees.
Lin Jie stepped forward with one step, as if he could pull up mountains and rivers with force, and once again slashed the sword of life and death, which was as thick as a door panel.
Whoosh!
One sword comes out and nine swords transform.
"It's sword power!!"
"Nine swords in one breath!"
"And looking at the sword momentum around him, it formed in an instant. He is a master of nen, and he has achieved the clarity of the sword."
When the nine swords slashed at a dozen strong men, exclamations erupted one after another in the air.
boom!
boom!
boom!
With just one sword, he actually intercepted more than a dozen high-level Tianyuan realm martial arts cultivators. These martial cultivators were in a state of disarray.
Hua Qingluo's face froze like a millstone: "He is indeed a swordsman!"
"Nine swords in one breath, so young, never before in Jingzhou!"
Han Zhan from Zhenbao Pavilion also looked horrified.
"call!"
An old man burst out with the aura of the Saint Realm and rushed towards Lin Jie with great momentum.
"Junior brother, stay back!"
When Lin Jie was about to draw his sword against the old man, he was suddenly pressed on his shoulder.
He stared and saw Mu Yuqing flying away.
"woman?
The old man will not show mercy."
The old man rushed towards him, and his aura suddenly exploded even more powerfully, and his saintly aura reached the fourth level.
Transformation into saints, four realms!
He condensed his fists and shot out a hundred meters of fist light, which turned into the force of a flood impact. Even the buildings around the street were crushed to the point of collapse by the pressure.
puff!
Just as the fist was struck, and the old man was smiling grimly, he was suddenly penetrated by a sword energy, and his head and body split apart and fell to the ground.
The fist light dissipated with the old man, and when his head fell to the ground and shook, it was Mu Yuqing who was holding a bloody sword and killed Hua Qingluo and the other old man as soon as he landed.
"Senior Sister is so fierce!"
Lin Jie continued to draw his sword, killing more than a dozen martial arts cultivators on the 18th floor who could not even lift their heads. They were continuously slashed by the Nine Swords in One Breath, while Lin Jie stared blankly at Mu Yuqing.
Why does it feel like she hates the 18th floor more than she does?
"Damn it, how many times have we met that Mu Yuqing? She is so strong. Is she a high-level saint?"
Not far away, Yan En, who was watching the excitement, was shocked to the ground.
He was accompanied by several Feitian Sect disciples, each with a longer face than the other.
"They are disciples of the Lingjian Sect."
Someone else exclaimed.
"you!"
Hua Qingluo bit her jade-like teeth angrily and stared at Mu Yuqing with trembling eyes. For a moment, she exploded with the aura of the Saint Realm and struck out with one sword.
clang!
In mid-air, the sword lights of the two women collided like the scorching sun, blooming high in the sky, erupting into a peerless sword light that covered most of the imperial city.
"clang!"
And the next moment.
The remaining old man was also suppressed by a sword.
The person who took action was actually Ye Huan.
Ye Huan glared at the old man: "I want your life, haha. I definitely won't have to go into the sword pavilion to practice when I go back."
The old man forced out a sinister smile and blocked the sword above him with his saber: "Boy, are you the only one who can reach the second level of becoming a saint?"
As he spoke, the old man exploded with momentum and knocked Ye Huan away.
Immediately, a sword with three unmatched sword lights slashed towards Ye Huan.
"Five realms of becoming a saint?"
When Ye Huan saw this, he hurriedly asked for help from the sky while dodging: "Senior sister, save me, I was beaten."
Sudden!
In an instant, nine sword lights slashed across the sky towards the old man.
The person who drew the sword was Lin Jie, who slaughtered more than a dozen high-ranking Tianyuan realm men with his sword.
The old man swung his sword, and three more sword lights chopped the nine sword lights into pieces.
The old man stared at him with an eyeful grin and smiled sinisterly: "Boy, your talent in swordsmanship is amazing. I have only learned three swords in one breath until now, but you actually know nine swords in one breath!"
puff!
Little did he know that Ye Huan, who was 'running for his life', seized the opportunity and swung his sword.
He seized the opportunity well. When the old man carelessly shattered Lin Jie's sword light, he struck out with seven swords. Although the old man smashed several swords, he was still hit by two swords.
The old man spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes trembled from side to side, and stared at the two of them: "Another swordsman genius who masters seven swords in one breath?