Ximen Jingxue narrowed his eyes slightly and held up his long hair in a smart manner: "To be honest with Brother Lin, before this I had some selfish intentions and wanted Brother Lin to join the Nine Swords Sect, but for now, everything is up to chance."
Hearing this, Lin Jie knew that Ximen Jingxue was a friend he could make.
Just entered the Heavenly Sword Realm, many friends, many paths.
Ximen Jingxue took out a few more maps, unfolded them, and pointed them at Lin Jie. No one could have imagined that the Heavenly Sword Realm was very vast.
At this time, everyone is in the forbidden land deep in the east of the Heavenly Sword Realm, surrounded by thousands of feet of mortal dust.
There are a large number of sword cultivation forces around this place, such as the powerful Nine Swords Sect, Piao Miao Villa, and Tianyi Sword Sect.
Deeper still, there are some even larger sword sects. The "Fangcun Realm" where the Wanjie Sect is located is as insignificant as a line of duckweed in the long river.
Whoosh——
Suddenly, while everyone was studying the map, a dozen black-clothed sword cultivators flew from the front, with evil looks on their faces and a burning aura.
Each of them wore black cloaks and carried swords close to their bodies, all of which were top-grade semi-sacred weapons.
There are a few words on the cloak, "Blood Sword Mountain", which conveys a fierce image.
There was a middle-aged man in the center, sweeping deeply in this direction.
Ximen Jingxue glanced at him with fear and said in a trembling voice: "The number one evil sword cultivator force in the Heavenly Sword Realm, Blood Sword Mountain, is very strong, very arrogant, very stupid, and kills people like crazy."
Lin Jie also stared at the group of people and saw that the middle-aged man's token was engraved with 'Blood Sword, Yuan Sheng'. The man's eyes were condensed, giving people a feeling of uneasiness.
Fortunately——
The strong man from Blood Sword Mountain just passed by this place, and everyone felt relieved.
Ximen Jingxue continued to lead everyone forward.
What I saw along the way were sword cultivators.
There are all kinds of sword cultivators from the ninth to the first-class, strong and weak, evil and righteous, a mixture of good and bad.
At this moment, everyone came to a majestic mountain peak. Behind them was the depths of the forbidden world of mortals. In front of them was the land of the Heavenly Sword Realm. The sky and the earth were boundless. The roars of some giant beasts continued to echo between the heaven and the earth.
Lin Jie decided to rest for a while before setting off to the Ten Thousand Tribulations Gate.
He took out the wine and asked Ye Qingyi to prepare a meal. He wanted to entertain Ximen Jingxue and thank him properly.
If it weren’t for Ximen Jingxue’s guidance, I would have caused so much trouble along the way.
After drinking strong wine, Ximen Jingxue asked curiously: "Brother Lin, how can you practice Taoism in the lower realm?
Is it inherited, or is it achieved through one’s own understanding?”
After saying that, his eyes became even hotter.
Lin Jie didn't think there was anything important in understanding Taoism.
After all, the bright moon around you can only be controlled by a handful.
Those who can control a small group of people are probably giants in the sword world.
Lin Jie came to his senses and said, "In fact, I also understood the Tao Principles vaguely during my cultivation. I also have experience. I just have no distracting thoughts. I just pick up the sword and do it. I will kill powerful enemies and overthrow them."
Ximen Jingxue smiled awkwardly, and her eyes suddenly widened in astonishment.
After drinking for a while, Ximen Jingxue said: "How about we spar with swords?
In fact, I have just discovered the circle of Tao Principles, and I always feel that something is missing. I am not in a hurry, I want to find the Tao Principles that suits me."
Taking advantage of the drunkenness, Lin Jie patted the table: "Okay, I just came to Tianjian Realm, and I haven't touched the sword yet. Brother Jingxue has outstanding talent, and I am also a bit itchy."
The two hit it off immediately.
"hehe--"
However, before the two of them put down their wine glasses, a sneer suddenly came from the depths of the forest.
Everyone's expressions tightened and they froze on the spot.
The clouds and mist deep in front were now broken by waves of sword energy.
The sword energy is blood-colored.
Within the sword energy, there were actually sword cultivators from the Blood Sword Mountain.
That Yuan Sheng stood with his hands behind his back, his black cloak slowly fluttering in the wind.
This person is very strong.
However, such a strong man actually hunched over to accompany a young man.
The young swordsman is also dressed in black, the only difference is that he is not wearing a black cloak.
This young swordsman's eyes showed a hunting look, and he ignored everyone and set his sights on Qingyu and Mingyue.
After a pause, the man hammered his fists repeatedly: "Haha, okay, you are a beauty in the world, Uncle Yuan Sheng, you really have good taste."
Whoosh~~~
The moment the voice fell, Yuan Sheng's expression suddenly changed.
More than a dozen strong men from Blood Sword Mountain took off in an instant, flew around Lin Jie and others, stretched out their formation, and with murderous intentions, put their hands on the hilts of their swords, and some even used their thumbs to press their mouths.
Lin Jie's expression showed a trace of ferociousness.
Ximen Jingxue is also like this.
Mingyue and Qingyu were as cold as ice, while Ye Qingyi and the other eight people also had a premonition of what would be waiting for them in the next scene.
Lin Jie glanced at Ximen Jingxue: "It's better to compete with swords than with killing people. I wonder if Brother Jingxue has killed anyone in the decades he has been in the world?
Can a sword drink blood?"
Ximen Jingxue’s expression changed: “You’re going to kill someone in the upper world?
Brother Lin, the opponent is Blood Sword Mountain, which is only stronger than our Nine Swords Sect. They are rumored to be descendants of the God Clan, while we are of the lineage of the Immortal Clan."
After saying that, he stood up and saluted Yuan Sheng: "I am a disciple of the Nine Swords Sect, and they are also the disciples that my Nine Swords Sect favors. Blood Sword Mountain is very strong, but it is not that strong. Just ignore our Nine Swords Sect.
?”
Yuan Sheng felt slightly apprehensive.
However, the young man had an evil smile on his face, his throat kept squirming, and he suddenly drew his sword: "You are wearing the Nine Swords Sect token. If I don't kill you, they don't have the token. They are obviously not Nine Swords Sect disciples. Hey, listen.
Okay, I only want the two ascended women. After I finish having fun on the spot, the brothers can have fun together. If you dare to say no, don’t blame me for being ruthless."
As soon as these words came out, Ximen Jingxue's face twisted.
Lin Jie suddenly stood with his eyebrows like swords.
The bright moon protected Qingyu, Ye Qingyi and others behind them.
Lin Jie glanced at Ximen Jingxue again.
Ximen Jingxue did not finish speaking, but just looked at him quietly.
At this moment, Yuan Sheng did not wait for everyone to choose, and sneered coldly: "Kill without mercy, even the disciples of the Nine Swords Sect, but don't hurt those two women, let our young master enjoy it."
A dozen sword cultivators released their murderous intent in an instant: "Yes, senior brother!!"
The young man came out and said, "Shame on you."
Whoosh——
Lin Jie suddenly disappeared.
A dozen strong men also came out at this moment.
A silent breath suddenly passed through the strong men who were killing each other, like an afterimage in the forest.
The young swordsman sneered arrogantly.
Peng!
Lin Jie actually shot out with a palm in front of him, and the young man was not allowed to react. The Dantian was hit by Lin Jie's powerful and heavy palm, and his true energy was shattered. The young man was about to be knocked away, but Lin Jie waved his hand and grabbed his neck.
, grabbed them hard, and the two of them disappeared instantly.
Yuan Sheng's smile froze layer by layer. At this moment, he regained consciousness and his eyes trembled violently.
The next moment, Lin Jie had returned to where he was.
There was another person on one side, it was a young sword cultivator, Lin Jie was holding his neck with five fingers, and his Dantian was still frantically leaking his true energy.