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Chapter 243 The Mysterious Old Man

Lin Jingyu let out a roar, and flew out, spurting blood from his mouth, he couldn't even hold the long sword, the sword rolled in mid-air, and finally plunged backwards into the ground with a swipe sound, just in front of that open space.

Lin Jingyu has always been tenacious. He looked down at his chest, but saw that the real wound was only the size of a fingertip in the bloody mess.But at this moment, a surge of vigor rushed straight into the body, rushing wildly like an indestructible needle, the meridian in the body was in great pain, and wanted to get up to meet the enemy again, but unexpectedly his feet were weak and he couldn't stand up!

He panted heavily, but Shangguan Ce and the others on the other side were laughing with great satisfaction.

"Little guy, how are you? I only used [-]% of my mana to beat you like this, you're going to surrender!"

The muscles on Lin Jingyu's face twitched. It was obvious that his body was in extreme pain, but the imminent disaster made him even more anxious. When he thought of the ancestor's ancestral hall behind him, he didn't know where the strength came from, and he struggled to get up slowly. .

The Demon Sect and others didn't stop him, they just watched the fun like a monkey show.

The piercing pain seemed to be rushing to the top of his head, Lin Jingyu felt dizzy again before he could stand still, he turned his head and gasped heavily, and staggered towards the position where the long sword was upside down. People, he, Lin Jingyu, will take on the heavy responsibility of guarding this place.

Can……

At this moment, everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and then a white light flashed, and the next moment, a masked, nameless old man with white beard and hair suddenly appeared beside Lin Jingyu.

He turned his head and glanced at the injured chest, and suddenly said indifferently: "Li Renzhui, you are the assassin Zhou Yin from the Demon Sect's Changshengtang, right?"

The smiles of the four members of the Devil's Cult were stifled, and the fake Shangguan Ce's expression suddenly turned cold, and he said: "I didn't expect there to be an expert here. Yes, I am Zhou Yin, and who is your Excellency?"

The masked old man didn't answer him, and said to himself: "The Liren Cone is a rare treasure of the Devil's Cult, and it is extremely powerful, but in the hands of a lowly person like you, it is only reduced to a tool for plotting people. It is humiliating this rare treasure!"

Zhou Yin was furious, but he couldn't figure out the identity of this mysterious old man for a while, and saw that although he looked immortal and upright, but his tone of voice was scary, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy in his heart, and said angrily: "Who is the old man, Your Excellency?" who?"

The old man sighed and said, "Who am I? Hehe, maybe you are not qualified to know yet."

When he spoke, his voice was vicissitudes, but it was mixed with an inexplicable Taoist rhyme. He said to Lin Jingyu who was stunned by the side: "Young generation."

Lin Jingyu was taken aback, and quickly said: "Yes, ex-senior."

The old man looked him up and down a few times, as if showing a slight smile, and said: "You are the disciple of that little fellow Cangsong, right?"

For some reason, Lin Jingyu suddenly felt indescribable awe towards this old man, and immediately said in a low voice: "This disciple is indeed a disciple of Taoist Cangsong from Longshou Peak..."

Halfway through speaking, he suddenly remembered that Taoist Cangsong had betrayed Qingyun, and suddenly an inexplicable feeling came to his heart, his heart was sour, and he couldn't continue.

The old man nodded and said in a low voice: "It's a pity that the old guy with such qualifications didn't accept him."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and grabbed the long sword stuck upside down in the ground in front of him.

Lin Jingyu watched his slow movements, and suddenly became nervous, as if he was also expecting something in his heart, he held his breath involuntarily.

That pair of jade-like palms had experienced countless winds and frosts. When he touched the hard and cold sword hilt again, he clenched it tightly!

Inside the ancestor's ancestral hall, there was a faint sound of bells and tripods.

"Chuck..."

Suddenly, the long sword that was originally cracked suddenly burst into green light, and the radiance in full bloom was like the scorching sun in the sky, dazzling and impossible to stare at!The old man slowly pulled out the long sword, and every time he made a point, the long sword seemed to be trembling with excitement, that kind of feeling seemed to be returning to the original.

The old man stood up straight, slowly placed the extremely ordinary long sword in front of him, and stroked it gently with his hand.

Lin Jingyu stared in amazement at the extremely ordinary long sword, which radiated an unparalleled brilliance from the old man's hand.And after the haggard old man held the long sword, his whole person seemed to have changed, and his original aura of immortality suddenly became extremely simple.

"Son, take care, the way of the sword is all about comprehension." The old man looked at the Demon Cult monster in front of him and said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, the long sword suddenly burst out. Although there was no light, and the speed didn't seem too fast, it gave people a feeling of inevitability.

Everyone in the Devil's Cult saw the old man's imposing manner, and they had been on guard for a long time. At this moment, they shouted, and at the same time, they attacked with magic weapons. Only Zhou Yin stood at the end, frowning, but did not make a move.

The three of them almost used the same method as they used to deal with Lin Jingyu just now, the long halberd attacked head-on, the flying sword flew up, and the white bone sword was about to sneak attack, but the old man ignored the yellow flying sword and the white bone sword at all, and the long sword turned into a pillar of light , overwhelming and direct attack.The Demon Cultist who led the halberd turned pale with fright, and hurriedly took up the halberd to parry, only to hear a crisp sound, the long sword cut the halberd in half like cutting ice and snow, without any pause. Cut off the head.

"hiss……"

While Lin Jingyu was stunned, and everyone looked at him with horror, the person from the Demon Cult was cut in half from head to toe, and the blood rained down.But there was almost no rest, amidst the blood stains in the sky, a green glow that was almost like a demon at this moment rolled up and rushed towards the other two.

The Flying Sword and White Bone Sword that were attacking the old man were so frightened at this moment, they dared not attack, they flew back immediately, and at the same time rushed to attack the magic weapon.It's just that the long sword was so sharp that it came in the blink of an eye and bumped into it under the noses of everyone.

There was almost no exclamation, the sword shadow drowned the two people, and the sound of shattering broke out for a moment, and I don't know what happened to those two people?

Lin Jingyu was dripping with cold sweat, his mind was almost taken away by it!
Zhou Yin, who was standing at the farthest distance, changed his expression greatly. Knowing that the old man was really a terrifying master, and that he was definitely not his enemy, he immediately turned around and flew away.

Unexpectedly, the sword shadow was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, with dark red blood mixed in it, flying past like lightning, chasing after him.

After all, Zhou Yin Daoxing was a bit higher than the others, his hands shook suddenly, and there was a faint flash of black air, and the sky-filled green light paused in front of him.

At the next moment, Zhou Yin suddenly turned pale, and lost his voice: "You, are you..."

Before the words fell, the mountainous green light that filled the space between the sky and the earth suddenly overwhelmed the black air that was struggling to support it, and chopped it off on Zhou Yin's chest.

Zhou Yin let out a miserable cry, and the whole person was beaten and flew far away, seeing that he was dead.

In a moment, the four members of the Demon Cult who were showing off their might just now were all dead.

The sword glow all over the sky suddenly converged on the long sword like a long whale absorbing water, and flew back to the old man's hand.

Lin Jingyu opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't speak.

The old man shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand and took the 'Liren Cone' into the old man's hand, then he took a deep look at Lin Jingyu, and was about to leave.

But Lin Jingyu hurriedly cupped his hands behind his back and asked, "Dare to ask who is senior?"

Hearing this, the masked old man shook his body without even thinking about it, and then fled towards the sky in a strange posture.

at the same time……

The voice of the old man came slowly from mid-air.

"The world of mortals with a sword is already insane, and they are making steady progress to the blue sky."

"You Xing plays with the sun and the moon, looks down at the clouds and laughs at the world."

(End of this chapter)