Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 111: Mysterious Thousand Blades! (Three more chapters)

How can there be such a fool?
How could there be such a fool?

However, seeing the golden figure trapped in the siege of endless demons, the elder of Xuanfeng Sect sighed again.

Such is the way of the world.

Those who are wise and protect themselves can stay and cause harm for ten thousand years.

Those who burn themselves will only be swept into the dustbin of history.

Occasionally, a person like this appears, but they are soon dragged down by themselves.

This is the way the world is, it has always been like this, it has always been like this...

"Senior Brother Lin..." Li Yuwan sat among the disciples of Zhengyang Sect, looking at the figure being submerged by demons with a face full of grief and indignation.

There are bloody crocodiles on the earth and flying birds in the sky.

Thousands of demons are everywhere.

The overlapping demonic shadows blocked all vision in the forest and also blocked the escape route of the companions.

Fear seeped into his bones like ice, while the hot blood burning deep in his chest burst out with strength in the tremors.

His trembling was not a sign of retreat, but a violent resonance between his flesh and blood and his soul's will.

Every nerve beneath the skin screams danger, but something indestructible deeper is tearing through the cocoon of fear like a bamboo joint breaking through the ground in the dark night.

Knowing that the blade will cut your palm, you still stubbornly grasp the sharp edge of fate.

"Click, rub, rub!"

The spindle-shaped flying blade, as thin as a cicada's wing, unfolded again from Lin Jian's right arm like a centipede's leg. The ultimate gold-type true energy was injected into it to activate it from its slumber.

As he spun around in the woods and waved his arms, a circle of silver ripples suddenly exploded on the arm guard.

Seventy-two flying blades shot out from the ripples, their bodies dismantling and reassembling in mid-air. Each blade split into nine sub-blades, for a total of six hundred and forty-eight blades hovered in mid-air, their tips vibrating and resonating like a swarm of bees ready to strike...

Somewhere a hundred miles away, a spatial distortion suddenly appeared in the air, accompanied by a flash of golden light, and dozens of monks' figures staggered into view.

The originally golden golden bowl fell dimly, and Bai Lingshuang, who was controlling it, had her clothes burnt and smoking, and her breath seemed a little weak.

"Ling Shuang!" Elder Bai of the Xianyi Sect rushed over and met his daughter head-on after she emerged from the golden bowl. He looked her up and down with a look of concern, "Are you okay?"

"No!" Bai Lingshuang placed her hands on her father's arms and said anxiously, "Quick! Save him!"

Hu Feifei beside her spoke even faster, "Senior Brother Lin from the Zhengyang Sect stayed behind to cover our evacuation! Go save him!"

"What?!" Elder Tong was originally searching for the figure of his sect's disciples in the crowd, and he was confused when he saw them all.

Upon hearing this, his eyes suddenly widened and his body turned into lightning and rushed out in an instant.

"Don't let anything happen to you, kid!"

Although he had been active outside the sect, he did not know the disciples inside the sect very well, nor was he familiar with them.

But after spending a few days together, the excellence of this disciple is obvious to everyone.

Even from a selfish point of view, he really liked this kid.

If such an outstanding disciple had any accident under his protection, he would probably never forgive himself in his life.

Elder Tong urged his true energy all the way to the core of the mirage sea.

Before getting close, I saw that the place, which was already full of thunderclouds, was now even more shrouded in smoke and fog.

Endless demons twisted wantonly in the dark purple air, rendering the entire world into a weird and evil appearance.

And in the most core area, countless demons rushed in one after another, forming a dense black mass.

Almost all the demons coming from the entire swamp rushed to the same point, stacked up in layers, twisting and surging.

The scene of overwhelming demonic energy is enough to plunge any cultivator who has just started practicing into the deepest nightmare.

Elder Tong knew where the boy was trapped without any observation.

"Don't die!" Elder Tong, in a state of impatience, suddenly burst into a flash of lightning, carrying the immense power of Wood Cultivation's Thunder Method, and rushed towards the core.

However, before he got close enough, he discovered that between the overlapping dark shadows, a golden sword light suddenly shot out from the gap, like a dazzling golden arrow like the sun!

The figure caught in the pure golden tornado actually fought his way out of the siege of demons!
The flying blades that made up the golden tornado continued to cut every demon they touched.

Even if the blood crocodile's skin and armor were as tough as possible, its skin would be torn and blood would be splattered under the rapid rotation of these flying blades.

The figure who broke out of the encirclement retracted his legs and hung in the air, with a sword on his back and turned to look at the many demons behind him.

Through the layers of demons blocking the view, he could vaguely see that those outsiders who should not have appeared in this test place were being protected by a group of demons, as if they were completing some kind of ritual.

Demonic energy is just their means!
This group of people has other motives!
As soon as the thought arose in Lin Jian's mind, the bloody path he had carved out was once again filled with demons that did not know what fear was.

Lin Jian's eyes were fierce and the internal energy was surging.

As he pointed his sword, the protective flying blade instantly turned into a three-meter-wide golden tornado, and actively attacked the group of demons.

The flying blades in the sky were much faster than the flying swords. They launched dozens of cross-cutting attacks on the covered area every breath. With the blessing of the ultimate golden true energy, the three-meter area swept by the storm was completely turned into a flesh and blood grinding wheel.

Blood rain filled the sky, and all demons withered...

"Let's go! We can't kill them all!" Raikage came and grabbed Lin Jian's arm.

As Lin Jian slowly turned his head, a hint of ferocity flashed in his golden eyes. The brutality and madness hidden in the deepest part of them even made Elder Tong feel frightened for a moment.

Fortunately, as Lin Jian slowly opened and closed his eyes, this strange emotion was instantly suppressed.

Elder Tong patted his chest and said, "I was scared to death..."

From the fierceness and madness in Lin Jian's eyes just now, he smelled a hint of danger.

The reason why the demons of the sky and abyss are difficult to deal with is not only because they are powerful and numerous.

There is another more important reason:

The monks who kill them will also be infected by a certain amount of demonic energy.

This kind of infection is not a big deal if it is only a small infection, but if a cultivator kills too many demons in a short period of time, he may become possessed on the spot.

This is also the reason why the monks stationed at the Tianyuan Demonic Gap must rotate their guards regularly.

In addition to the slow corrosion of the environment itself, fighting against demons will deepen the degree of erosion by demonic energy.

Lin Jian had just killed so many demons in one go, and he was afraid that Lin Jian would become possessed. Fortunately...

Lin Jian blinked his eyes and woke up from the slightly blank state of his mind.

He wasn't quite sure what happened just now, but the Divine Chain suddenly fell from the sky, causing his entire consciousness to shudder in an instant.

When he came to his senses, he felt a fatal emptiness in his body. The vortex of true qi in his qi sea fell into a kind of lazy and slow rotation due to the rapid extraction of a large amount of true qi.

He has clearly already advanced to the second level of foundation building, but still can't withstand the crazy consumption of this third-grade magic weapon?

"Go back quickly! It's dangerous here and you shouldn't stay here for long." Elder Tong pulled Lin Jian's arm and reminded him in a gentle voice.

……

Looking at the figure who had fought his way out of the encirclement of demons, the elder of Xuanfeng Sect was so stunned that he almost suffocated.

'He he he he he...came out?'

Hearing the excited shouts of the disciples from the four sects, the elder of Xuanfeng Sect felt dizzy and black in front of his eyes.

Stealing chickens will not lose rice.

The original intention was to undermine the confidence and prestige of the four sects and make them feel the powerlessness of watching their fellow disciples die in front of their own eyes.

did not expect……

This script is wrong! Boss, change the disc!

(End of this chapter)