Small profiteers in the Three Realms

Chapter 524 Ten Thousand Swords Sing Together
Aiden frowned, and said: "Shushan Xianmen has been passed down for thousands of years, and the sword formation is their treasure of the town. Although the god's residence is separated and the world's spiritual energy is lacking, you must not be careless!"

Monk Bujiao echoed: "Aiden is right, the Shushan Sword Formation is indeed very powerful! Moreover, although Chang Qingzi's character is not good, but his cultivation is not fake. He became famous during World War II. After defeating Hongu Musashi, he has been diligent and fast all these years, you have to be careful!"

Lin Zheng smiled faintly, and said: "Thank you for your kindness! However, he alone cannot threaten me!"

Under the guidance of Zulong and Baihu, Lin Zheng's cultivation level improved rapidly.

After coming out of the ordinary world, he has stepped into the peak of Yuxian Realm, only one step away from the legendary Pidi Realm.

The aura emanating from Chang Qingzi's body is very strong, which means that he has also stepped into Yuxian Realm.

However, there is a world of difference between his Yuxianjing and Lin Zheng's Yuxianjing, let alone Lin Zheng has reached the peak level!

No matter what method Chang Qingzi resorted to, Lin Zheng would not be afraid.

However, he really wanted to see what cards the legendary Shushan Xianmen had.

The bloody and tragic scene that happened in the main hall shocked Chang Qingzi's heart.

Li Mu was his youngest son, the son he loved the most, and he had his head cut off just like that! ! !
Heart is bleeding!

Rage is burning!
"what!!!"

Changqingzi let out a heart-piercing roar.

Since he came to this world, he has never experienced such a sense of sadness.

He lost his son in old age, and it was his enemies who laid hands on him in front of him!
Pain, pain! ! !
"Mu'er!"

Changqingzi's eyes widened with anger, his heart pierced like a knife!
"How dare you, how dare you kill my son, I want you to die!"

Chang Qingzi swung his long sword, and dozens of sword intents spewed out, slashing straight away.

Lin Zheng narrowed his eyes and his face was grave.

I have to admit that Changqingzi's cultivation base and swordsmanship are very high.

These sword intents exuding blue light are not comparable to the sword intents of Hongu Musashi and Li Mu.

Before the sword intent arrived, the murderous intent came first, and Lin Zheng's sleeve was scratched.

"Not bad! You are the first strong person I have met since I came out of the parallel world! You deserve my respect!"

Lin Zheng shouted loudly and stepped on the ground with his right foot.

bang~~~
Cobweb cracks appeared on the ground of the basalt stone, and Lin Zheng's body soared into the air.

"Second Form of Shenlong Nine Forms, Puzhao!"

The golden fist print was issued from Lin Zheng's palm, and went straight to the dozens of sword intents in the air.

When the two colors of green and gold met in the air, there was an ear-splitting roar.

Immediately afterwards, the shock wave spread out in all directions, cutting off the granite walls and splitting the basalt ground.

Qin Yaoyao covered her face with her hands and said in surprise: "So he is so strong!"

Monk Bufeng smiled and said, "He hasn't shown his strongest side yet!"

Aiden nodded, fully agreeing to the monk's words.

With the power of the green dragon and the white tiger added to his body, what a shock on this scale is nothing!
In mid-air, Chang Qingzi who stepped on the void took a small step back, frowning slightly.

Lin Zheng's strength was somewhat beyond his imagination!
With this in mind, he didn't dare to be careless, and hastily took three steps to the left, four steps to the right, pointing his long sword at the sky.

Seeing this action, the Shushan disciples in the main hall were very excited, and some people couldn't help crying.

"Look, that's the Big Dipper Step, Master is going to activate the Zhenshan Sword Formation!"

"Yes, yes! It really is the footwork of Zhenshan Sword Formation!"

"My God, I never expected to see the Shu Mountain Sword Formation in my lifetime!"

"It's all right now, once the sword formation is out, and no one is fighting for the front, that devil will definitely be cut under the sword!"

"Master, kill him and avenge Senior Brother Li!"

"Master, use his blood to wash away today's shame!"

Amid the low voices of the crowd, Qin Xiong jumped out from the apse and came to Qin Yaoyao's side.

Qin Yaoyao looked at her pale father, was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Father, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine!"

Qin Xiong shook his head and sighed: "Shushan Sword Formation is really powerful, I am powerless to stop him!"

Monk Bufeng glanced at him and asked, "Are you injured?"

"A little injury!"

Qin Xiong looked at Lin Zheng in mid-air, and said worriedly: "Changqingzi sacrificed the sword tomb!"

"what!"

Aiden and Monk Buzhen's complexion changed, secretly worried.

The Zhenshan sword array in Shushan has three forms: heaven, earth, and people!

As soon as Chang Qingzi came up, he sacrificed the sword mound, indicating that he would directly use the land-shaped sword array.

When everyone was thinking about it, Changqingzi had already finished casting the spell.

He pointed the long sword at Lin Zheng, and said viciously: "Surrender to death!"

After saying that, the whole Mount Emei trembled suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, the buzzing sound continued to hit my ears, and the sound was like thousands of birds flapping their wings at the same time.

Qin Yaoyao frowned, the voice was too harsh for her.

She looked at Qin Xiong and asked, "Father, what's that sound?"

Qin Xiong looked stern, and said in a low voice: "This is the resonant sound from the ten thousand long swords in the Sword Tomb!"

"Thousands of long swords!"

Qin Yaoyao opened her eyes wide.

"Little girl, it is said that there are ten thousand long swords, but in fact there are far more than ten thousand!"

Monk Bulie said: "You are lucky, take a good look at it! The sword array in the shape of land has not appeared in the world for more than a hundred years!"

Qin Yaoyao said unhappily: "Monk, who do you belong to? Don't worry about Lin Zheng, but praise Shushan's sword formation!"

"Yo Yo! You girl!"

Monk Bulie stroked his big bald head, and said with a smile: "You haven't confirmed the relationship yet, and you started turning your elbows outward? Qin Xiong, your daughter, tsk tsk..."

"What nonsense!"

Qin Yaoyao's pretty face flushed, she turned her face aside, and said angrily, "I'm ignoring you!"

Qin Xiong shook his head helplessly upon hearing this.

He somewhat admired the monk's mentality and optimism.

What time is this, and you still say those dispensable jokes.

Monk Bufeng felt bored, so he turned his eyes to the sky.

At this time, the buzzing sound became louder and louder, as if thousands of planes were coming together.

Lin Zheng squinted his eyes and looked to the west, only to see a large black cloud appearing there.

wrong!

That's not a cloud!
Taking a closer look, I found that it was thousands of long swords approaching rapidly.

The densely packed long swords of various colors gather together, covering the sky and the sun, which is really spectacular.

"Sword come!"

Chang Qingzi shouted angrily and pinched the sword formula with his hands.

The ten-thousand-handled long sword hovered over him, like a river of heaven, more like still raindrops.

"Go sword!"

Chang Qingzi yelled again, pointing at Lin Zheng.

In an instant, thousands of long swords turned around one after another, pointing their blades at Lin Zheng.

The next moment, there was a loud buzzing sound, and thousands of long swords fell to the ground like a river of heaven, and fell like raindrops one after another.

There is only one goal, Lin Zheng!

This scene makes people feel awe-inspiring.

Hundreds of Shushan disciples bowed their heads and knelt down.

Thousands of swords blared together, the sword array was born, dare not wait and see...

(End of this chapter)