Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 116: Kill All the Minotaur in the World! (Second Update)

The flying sword was hovering in front of him, with the hilt just within reach.

Lin Jian looked at the sword, then turned back to look at Yin Wuya.

What do you mean?
Do you think I'm too weak so you're giving me the sword now?

Oh my, how can I feel so embarrassed?

No, no, no, Lin Jian reached out and grasped the hilt of the flying sword with resistance, refusing to let go.

"Huh?" Yin Wuya felt dizzy.

How come the sword I worked so hard to cultivate for eighteen years and finally pulled out flew into someone else's hands?
Is this right?
This isn't right.

"Come back soon." He stretched out his hand, trying to grab his sword and change its mind.

"It said it still loves you." The sword spirit's voice was heard in the forest and conveyed it on his behalf.

"It's not what you think."

“I just like the atmosphere.”

"I'll go back after I'm done playing."

"Protect yourself and don't worry about it."

"No spiritual connection will be established."

"It hasn't even spoken so much to me!" Yin Wuya's eyes turned red with jealousy.

Lin Jian gave Yin Wuya a thumbs up and said, "Your flying sword is really powerful. You can express your will so clearly."

“What will I use it for when it’s gone?”

Lin Jian took out his good brother's 50 yuan a piece from the ring and said, "How about you use this to make do? It's better than having nothing before."

He listened for a few moments in the forest and then continued, "It said it wouldn't mind."

“It knows that it’s the only one in your heart.”

"..."

What else can we do except forgive it?

Yin Wuya took over the sword from his good brother, and realizing the excellent quality of this 50-yuan sword, he decided to use it to kill everyone!

There had never been a moment when he felt so filled with murderous intent.

After entering the swamp, the four sects acted separately.

Each team has about a hundred people, and all of them are cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

There are many monsters and they are very strong.

When facing an elite team of twenty people like Lin Jian, they can even carry out a crushing encirclement.

However, when four teams of more than 100 people advanced together from all sides, their numbers were not as terrifying as they seemed.

As long as these fledgling disciples are not thrown directly into the group of monsters to fight the enemy alone, they can always release the necessary spells in an orderly manner with the confidence given by their companions by advancing in formation.

And that is enough.

Although there are many monsters, their level is only equivalent to that of human cultivators in refining Qi and building foundation.

Faced with the continuous magical bombardment from the human monks, their defenses collapsed one after another.

Among them, there are occasionally some individuals who are directly strengthened by demonic energy and are a little difficult to deal with, and they will also be given special attention by elite disciples such as Yun Feiyang and Sun Qinghan.

As for Lin Jian, he was the first to take the lead, sword in hand.

It can only be said that Yin Wuya's sword is worthy of being a seventh-grade magical weapon. Whether in terms of its own sharpness, true qi conduction, true qi amplification, true qi utilization rate, or even special attack blessing, it all has extremely excellent performance.

The sharpness and toughness of high-grade flying swords are no longer limited to the material itself. For example, the enemies cut by this seventh-grade flying sword are not torn apart by the blade itself, but are more like being directly cut off by space.

Inherent laws are etched directly into the sword's interior, making them truly otherworldly instruments.

The only drawback is that it cannot establish a spiritual connection with Lin Jian, so Lin Jian can only hold the seventh-grade flying sword in his hand and chop it hard.

Even so, his killing efficiency is far from comparable to that of his fellow disciples.

With one strike of the sword, Lingying's Fenguang Sword brought out dozens of sword shadows, each of which carried the full power of a flying sword.

The monsters that were directly hit by the flying swords instantly had a large spider-web-like electric pattern flashing across their bodies. The weaker monsters were directly turned into a ball of charcoal under this attack.

At the same time, Lin Jian's left hand didn't forget to form a sword technique. The third brother's sword swiftly moved around him like a swimming fish, protecting his own safety while supporting teammates who might be struggling. The group advanced triumphantly, quickly killing their way to the core.

The situations on the other three battlefields were roughly similar, with the Lingyun Sect disciples advancing at the most rapid speed... They were all chasing the footsteps of the eldest disciple.

"kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Yin Wuya, a good brother holding 50 yuan in his hand, looked at another monster with two horns on its head with red eyes.

Dare to have two horns? Kill!
Then I saw a monster holding up a black pillar and smashing it to the ground.

Will there be aftershocks? Kill them!
Then a monster was seen suddenly rolling up a vein of earth that stretched across the front of all the monks.

Put the gully? Kill!
Echo Shot? Kill!
Seismic waves? Kill!
Ring the bell? I'll ring your mother!

I fucking kill, kill, kill!

Kill all the Tauren in the world!

As the four teams gradually approached the core, they arrived at the land that was being infected and transformed by the energy of the sky and abyss.

Arriving at the real core, this operation of eliminating demons and breaking the formation has finally come to the real test.

The strange and evil energy of the sky and abyss surged up and down in the space as if it had life. The gray air that seemed to be diluted due to the vastness of the space would occasionally condense into more condensed black air masses.

The surface of the air mass often shows the appearance of wailing human faces, and as it whizzes past, it emits a shrill scream that makes all the monks tremble.

The black masses of demonic blood crocodiles were frantically agitated due to their chaotic and violent nature, but seemed to be controlled by special orders, trapped around a magic circle that was constantly emitting the energy of the abyss.

Any enemy who steps into their territory will be attacked with their most deadly force.

Before reaching the boundary, Lin Jian did not hesitate at all and went in with his sword in hand.

The moment he entered the aura of heaven, he felt dazed.

What assaulted my senses along with it was a huge white eyeball in the distant sky that blinked like the moon.

The eyeball blocked out the sun and seemed to be rooted in the earth, yet also seemed to be hanging high in the sky.

His eyes were full of innocence, yet seemed to be filled with the most primitive malice.

The moment it saw Lin Jian, this huge eyeball as big as a planet seemed to teleport in front of Lin Jian!

Can you imagine the fear of a terrifying giant staring into the eyes of a planet?

At this moment, Lin Jian was trembling to the extreme, so much so that even with his temperament, he couldn't help but subconsciously take a step back. Behind him, a warm and broad palm pressed against his vest.

"Are you okay?" Li Qingyu asked with concern.

Apart from Lin Jian, Li Qingyu, who had activated his magic weapon, was the one rushing to the front.

Lin Jian gritted his teeth and tried hard to put aside the image he had just encountered.

impossible!
It's just an illusion!

The glance from the other party was like a needle piercing into Lin Jian's mind.

Trying to follow his life trajectory and get into every gap in his entire life.

The feeling of being dug three feet underground and spied on is definitely not pleasant, not to mention that the owner of this gaze is as oppressive as the most terrifying demon.

I have to admit that the fear brought by Tianyuan is deep in my bones, but he happens to be a very stubborn person.

If you want to scare me, I will just expose all your secrets!

I will bind all my weaknesses to my sword and challenge my opponent to a fight to the death!

I walked forward into the woods again, and the terrifying image was gone.

The mutated blood crocodile pounced on him with all four legs, and the long sword flashing with lightning slashed straight towards him.

Behind Lin Jian, more and more disciples of the Zhengyang Sect rushed into this forbidden area together, launching a fearless attack towards the deepest core.

As if sensing the approach of great danger, a thick ball of ink spun rapidly above the trapped magic circle.

Endless aura of the abyss was drawn into it, and all the disciples who entered could hear the echo of their own hearts...

"Dong dong!"

"Dong dong!"

(End of this chapter)