In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Facing the man's blood spurting, and so many people's glaring, Lin Xiaolu didn't react, just stood quietly drinking, because he really wanted to see what the gang of Rhett's monks would do.

However, to his disappointment, these people seemed to directly choose to believe in their own people, and had no intention of finding out the truth of the incident.

This...is just looking for death~

In the arena, Lin Xiaolu who didn't say a word looked at Brother Rhett who was moving slowly and surrounded him in a semicircle, and calmly said:

"Aren't you going to find out the truth of the matter first?"

Facing Lin Xiaolu's words, the old man at the head said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry young man, we are not unreasonable people, but what we see now is that our disciples have been abolished by you, which is terrible, so you It is best not to resist and be captured obediently, and when the old man finds out the truth, if it is indeed my disciple who did something outrageous, I will apologize to you."

After some specious words were spoken, Lin Xiaolu immediately laughed out loud. He glanced at Ling Wei beside him who was blushing and looking forward to it, and thought to himself that this really suits you.

Looking at the large group of monks in the arena, Lin Xiaolu raised the jug on his own, and raised his head to drink.

The old man with the sword saw that he was still able to drink calmly surrounded by so many disciples, and when he thought of his earth-shattering Hong Yin just now, he knew that this young man was not simple. At that moment, he saw the throat rolling of the young man who was drinking with his head up, and understood that this young man If he would resist, he suddenly shouted angrily: —— "Set up the formation!"

The moment the words fell, a few old Taoists with astonishing aura jumped out of the monks. Each of them held a simple and terrifying long sword, and directly surrounded Lin Xiaolu and Ling Wei.

Next to Lin Xiaolu, who was drinking alone, Ling Wei subconsciously felt the aura of these old men, and then was very surprised, because each of these old men was full of aura, bottomless, and they were all at the peak of Nascent Soul!

And the old man in the lead seems to be the head of the Red Sword Sect, and his cultivation should be in the realm of heaven and man!

Sure enough, this kind of sect originally belonged to the world of cultivating immortals, its background is many times stronger than that of the mortal sect, and a sword formation is actually all laid out by the peak of Yuanying!

The little girl was dumbfounded in surprise, and then... she became excited.

Is my teacher finally going to put on a big show?Fun!

At the gate of Ruide Mountain, the old sword-wielding Taoists stared at Lin Xiaolu one after another, and the head of the sect leader even showed displeasure: "Young man, I advise you again, if you are sensible, don't resist. After the old man investigates the truth of the matter, you will find out." Let you go."

"Don't talk about young people, I'm not necessarily younger than you guys."

After drinking, Lin Xiaolu smiled and hung the gourd back on his waist, then looked at the people in front of him, and said with a soft smile:

"You guys are too defensive, you have to be beaten."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the several veterans present all changed, and one of them shouted angrily: "Rampant!"

The leader of the sect was also enraged by Lin Xiaolu's words, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brothers, don't want to hurt this man's life, but he has no one in his eyes, so punish him first!"

After finishing speaking, he started to attack directly, and several veterans at the peak of Yuanying showed their aura at the same time, dancing with their swords one by one, and the tip of the sword drew sword symbols in the air, killing the sword will all over the sky for a while. Lin Xiaolu locked it firmly.

Surrounded by a group of swords, the black robe on Lin Xiaolu's body was rattling by the sword energy, but he didn't notice it, just looked at the people in front of him, and smiled indifferently.

~

"Whoosh!"

With a soft sound, the boy disappeared instantly!

The head of Reid's pupils shrank, and he swung his sword suddenly!

"Xuantian Ruide Sword Formation!"

"Wow!"

With an orderly sound, more than a dozen old men holding swords suddenly turned into auroras, proudly lifted into the sky with soaring sword intent, and appeared around Lin Xiaolu the moment he appeared in the sky. , Surrounded it with overwhelming sword sounds!

All this happened so fast that Ling Wei and the monks of the Red Sword Sect below didn't even have time to react. When they looked up at the sky, the sword formation had already been set up!

High above the sky, Reid's head is proudly lingering in the sky, with a three-foot green peak standing in front of him, and a huge golden gossip plate appears behind him!

And below him, the peak of the digital Nascent Soul turned into endless sword light, and its sword intent that shattered the sky became several hurricanes, directly turning into a huge black tornado, trapping Lin Xiaolu in black.

Every ray of wind is an indestructible sword energy that cuts iron like mud. Surrounded by thousands of sword energy, Lin Xiaolu, who has always been calm, still does not move. wind of.

"Young man, obediently listen to the old man, or you will suffer a lot today!"

Listening to the words of the old man overhead, Lin Xiaolu, who was trapped in the center of the hurricane, raised his head, showing a expressionless face, and then slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Immortal cultivators, the higher their cultivation level, the more means they have. They can use their spiritual power to create various things and functions, while warriors cannot use their internal power.

Internal force does not have so many functions, what internal force possesses is nothing more than two points, one is to protect and strengthen oneself with internal force, and the other is to fight against the enemy.

Lin Xiaolu, besides possessing inner power beyond the reach of ordinary people, also possesses mysterious and mysterious law abilities.

Although the 400 years of enlightenment career made him lose a lot of things, it also gave him absolute terrifying strength.

At this moment, the black gauze robe on his body was constantly rattling by the sword energy, and the sword energy that was getting closer and closer seemed to tear him apart at any time, but in this case, he was still expressionless , only slowly raised one finger.

People saw that in the endless gust of sword energy, Lin Xiaolu raised a finger and raised it above his head. Then, he looked at the head of Reid above his head, and gently slashed down~

The white fingers fell silently, countless strands of air emanating from the internal force instantly bloomed from between the fingers, and the strands of air that flew out were like beautiful fireworks exploding in the air, directly tearing apart the violent hurricane around , breaking through the soaring sword qi, causing the impenetrable sword qi tornado to be riddled with holes.

Almost instantly, the sword qi tornado that was raging and rioting disappeared with a sound of "Puff!" and disappeared into nothingness!

Everyone: ...

Everyone in the sky and the ground looked at this scene in disbelief. The elders at the peak of the Nascent Soul stood stunned, and the head of Reid above was also dumbfounded.

Everyone was completely shocked, not knowing how this seemingly sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy did this.

He actually broke through the Xuantian Ruide sword formation set up by several Nascent Soul peaks and monks in the Heavenly Human Realm by himself!

In the sky, under the horrified gaze of everyone in the Rhett Sword Sect, Lin Xiaolu looked at the head of Rhett above his head, and smiled gently:

"I said, you have to be beaten today."

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Xiaolu disappeared again the next moment.

"Bang... bang bang bang bang!"

A series of loud noises sounded like setting off firecrackers, the figure of the young man flickered in the sky, and the old Taoists at the peak of the Nascent Soul around them had no room to resist, as if it was raining, one after another fell from the sky, fell heavily to the ground, and then or Clutching her stomach, or her head, or her chrysanthemum, she rolled all over the floor in pain, screaming in pain.

One of them struggled to get up, but he was sweating profusely from the chrysanthemum pain, and couldn't get up at all. After struggling for a while, he fell to his knees again with a "plop", his face distorted to the extreme due to the severe pain.