Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 146 Seven Swords Become One
Seeing the sword immortal stepping on a sword from under the moon, President Zhou's eyes widened and he froze in place. "Master Bai... Master Bai?"

Can anyone tell me why Master Bai, whose alchemy skills are even better than Master Zhang's, is actually a sword immortal?
Zhou Xianda never dreamed that at the most critical moment of the Chamber of Commerce, the first person to rush to the rescue would be this master of alchemy.

"Shhhhhh!"

The shrieking sound caused by the sword shadows flying past his ears made him realize that all this was not an illusion. However, when he saw that one of the sword shadows was actually rushing straight towards the monster that his son had transformed into, he was instantly scared to death.

"Stop hurting my son!"

The sword shadow paused, and Lin Jian, who was flying in the air with the sword, looked at Zhou Xianda in confusion.

The latter didn't say much, just pointed to the warehouse yard a little further away and shouted, "They are stealing supplies!"

Lin Jian nodded and turned into a sword light and left.

Seven sword shadows rushed out together, piercing through the bodies of all the monsters that passed by.

The sound of sharp blades cutting through the air was endless, but this simple cutting damage did not seem to be of much use to these alienated monsters.

These people who were transformed by the demonic energy have lost all the fragile constraints of their human bodies. Even if they were pierced by sharp blades, they still roared and rushed towards the forest.

But this irrational behavior is doomed to be futile——

They can't fly.

It has no real use other than being pierced by sharp blades.

"Stop!" The old man in black punched out, his hair standing on end like an angry lion.

He dodged nimbly in the forest, hovering in the air and looking at the other party with a slightly puzzled look.

Everyone has different positions, but where does this anger come from?

Could it be that he has some personal grudge against me?
Two figures confronted each other in the air. The old man in black exuded a powerful aura, and his cultivation in the Jindan stage was obvious.

Seeing the seven sword shadows hovering behind him in the woods, a hint of fear flashed in the eyes of the old man in black.

"A fourth-grade magical weapon... where did the sect's core disciples come from?"

"Young man, I know it's not easy for you to practice, so don't waste your life here." The old man restrained his anger, and his eyes swept vaguely over the figures of the disciples on the ground who were pierced by the sword shadows, and a real pain flashed in his eyes.

Lin Jian narrowed his eyes, and his whole body was filled with true energy.

He didn't answer, but just kept gathering strength.

Jindan cultivators are very powerful, so there is no need for me to confront them head-on.

You can wait, but the supplies located in the open space outside the warehouse cannot wait.

A faint purple light was flowing on the ground beneath the supplies, and some kind of magic circle that had never been seen before was about to take full effect.

No matter what these people want to do, preventing them from achieving their goals is undoubtedly the most important thing at the moment.

A cultivator in the Jindan stage?
What's wrong with trying hard?

There was a fierce look in Lin Jian's eyes.

However, the Jindan stage cultivator was so perceptive that the next moment he noticed the change in the energy in the forest, he actually launched an attack first at a speed faster than him.

The heavy hammer arrives before the person arrives.

The spiritual consciousness transformed into a heavy hammer that smashed down on the sea of ​​consciousness in the forest like a small mountain. This spiritual consciousness method, which was not very effective in battles of the same level, was often invincible when facing low-level opponents.

Unfortunately, today's opponent is Lin Jian.

The heavy hammer that fell into the sea of ​​consciousness was instantly caught in a storm of exploding sharp gold. The seemingly incomparably hard attack was quickly disintegrated by the countless tiny flying blades.

Lin Jian blinked after being struck by a powerful spiritual hammer. He felt as if he had been attacked, but not...

This is not important. The true energy in his body began to violently flow into the small and exquisite-looking Spectral Sword Box in his hand.

Receiving orders from their master, seven sword shadows suddenly shot towards the old man from behind the forest and combined in mid-air.

The first one turned into the tip of the sword, and the two wings turned into sword blades. The combination of the two turned into a giant flying sword almost instantly.

The flying sword did not stab the old man, but went straight to the magic circle outside the warehouse. Attack where they must save!

If you stab the old man, he might dodge it. Instead of engaging with him indefinitely, it is better to kill him directly at his vital points.

If he doesn't block it, the formation will be broken.

Even if these people's action failed this time, with the arrival of the two Jindan-stage Chamber of Commerce guards behind them, these people could no longer cause any trouble.

If he blocks it... then let's see whether this newly acquired fourth-grade magic weapon can compete with the Jindan stage cultivator.

As expected, the old man faced the giant sword composed of seven swords with his body without any hesitation.

A shield-shaped protective shield condensed in the void in front of him, and the old man used all his strength to hold up the khaki shield.

The absolute supernatural power of the physical cultivator faces the strongest blade of the sword cultivator.

The collision between spear and shield was extremely quiet and silent for a moment.

"Squeak~"

A squeezing sound was heard from above the huge sword shadow.

The veins on the black-clothed old man's forehead were clearly visible.

Lin Jian was frantically outputting his true energy, and he felt a slight tearing pain in the Qi sea in his body due to this rapid and active squeezing of the true energy.

Finally, at a certain moment, the shield-shaped shield shattered with a "crack", and the ochre-colored spiritual energy turned into irregular pieces and shattered in front of the old man in black.

Eventually, the invisible spiritual energy dissipated back into the world.

The giant sword moved forward without hesitation, but the sword light was much dimmer.

A pair of muscular hands suddenly shattered the black nightgown and clamped the flying sword that continued to move forward.

With a "bang", the flying sword carrying the human body slammed into the ground in the direction of the warehouse.

The ground reinforced by the magic circle was smashed into a big hole by this huge force, and the entire ground shook three times under this impact.

Did not hit the target.

The flying sword was eventually diverted by the old man's body.

The Jindan cultivator from the Chamber of Commerce who had lost an arm finally had the chance to break free from the monster's entanglement with the help of Lin Jian. At this moment, he looked expectantly at the broken pit.

Dead?
This is his biggest concern.

The opponent's Jindan stage cultivator fought with me for a while. Although I was disabled with a broken arm, the opponent was definitely not in a much better condition.

Facing this kind of sword skills at this moment, he would definitely not get any good results.

But unfortunately, the shadow of the sturdy body was faintly visible in the dust and smoke.

The flying swords that fought against it had already turned into smoke.

The sword shadows that had lost the support of true energy were originally illusory, and now they all returned to the sword box for nurturing.

Lin Jian didn't even look at the result of his sword strike. He just dragged his slightly exhausted body and continued to fly the sword to kill the black-clothed figure around the magic circle.

"Stop!" The old man in black roared with bloodshot eyes.

Regardless of the fact that his body felt weak after taking the sword, he rushed towards Lin Jian who was riding the sword like a cannonball.

But the speed was still a step slower.

"puff!"

The sharp blade pierced through his chest, and the man in black showed a slightly relieved smile on his face.

Became...

(End of this chapter)