Long Xiangtian looked at the ice sea at this time and nodded without saying anything else. With a slight smile on his lips, he took Huang Yu with him and flew up. They crossed tens of thousands of miles and arrived above the Martial Arts Academy in an instant. At this moment, he suddenly realized that outside the sky above the Martial Arts Academy, there were dense and dark groups of monks flying towards this side.
"Boom!~"
The mighty appearance was extremely shocking. Suddenly, he saw a golden light shield rising directly from the martial arts academy behind him. Then, an ordinary white iron sword appeared in Long Xiangtian's hand. He smiled slightly and said nothing. He stretched out his hand and threw Huang Yu into the formation. Then he sent Binghai down with a smile on his face. He said, "Wait for me!"
Long Xiangtian, dressed in white, smiled slightly, without saying anything, he turned around and looked at the cultivators everywhere at this time. He smiled slightly, looked up at the sky, and didn't know whether his master had come. If not, then he would be in danger. If so, then he would be safe.
With a slight smile on his lips, he said nothing and calmly rushed towards the dark group of monks in front of him. In an instant, his one sword turned into a thousand swords, which immediately gathered on one sword. In an instant, he crossed thousands of miles and immediately rushed into the group of monks. In a trance, he turned into a thousand swords. Suddenly, they began to perform the Double Leaf Flying Flower sword technique together. Pieces of blood began to surge out. Then, Long Xiangtian smiled slightly without saying anything else. He flew away calmly and killed into the group of people in an instant.
Fortunately, the team that attacked the Wuxiu Academy this time did not include the leader of the Jian Qing Sect, Jian Qingtian! So, it can be said that this time, it was all the elders' idea, so there was nothing to fear when they started to kill.
With a slight smile on his lips, he said nothing and suddenly turned into a stream of light. Then, he watched the power at this moment directly increase to the peak in an instant. When he saw the aura around him constantly swirling, he directly killed his way in.
In a restaurant, a man in purple clothes, with a slight smile on his face, looked up at the corpses falling from the sky, and smiled at the people in front of him. He said to the old man who was dressed in rags and looked like a beggar, "This is the sword technique I taught you. It's pretty good, right?"
"Hehe, just wait and see. After this set of sword skills is used, it will be the martial arts we teach. Let's see whose teaching is better." A young man in white said this with a smile without any hesitation, and shook the white paper fan in his hand calmly.
The long sword in Long Xiangtian's hand was flying, as beautiful as a string of flowers in the void. This was the sword skill he had comprehended, which was a combination of his own killing moves of spear, stick, sword and palm. Suddenly, looking at the disciples of Jian Qingzong around him at this time, falling one by one, suddenly, a young man appeared in the sky, wearing the clothes of an elder of Jian Qingzong. Long Xiangtian smiled slightly and looked up at this man and said, "Oh, not bad, those who were outer disciples in the past have become elders now?"
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that it was a waste like you!" The man said this with a smile without any hesitation. He stretched out his hand and stroked his hair calmly. With a sneer on his face, he looked at Long Xiangtian and said, "Just kill yourself. I won't kill you. How about that?"
"Hahaha, forget it, it seems like you'd better die." Long Xiangtian said this with a smile without any hesitation, he turned around calmly and disappeared, in a trance, he swung a sword and chopped it off on the head. At this time, the elder moved the sword in his hand, and followed the basic sword technique of the Jian Qing Sect, which was extremely familiar to Long Xiangtian. In an instant, the original sword moves suddenly changed, and were replaced by the same sword technique. Looking at the endless steps, it was simply a copy of the person.
At this time, Long Xiangtian fought for a while, then smiled slightly without saying anything else. He shook his hand, and in an instant, he swung a sword directly across the man's neck, causing a pool of blood to fly up and scatter around. Then, the man fell on his back, without a breath.
Long Xiangtian smiled slightly and directly took the storage ring from this person. He looked at the disciples not far away at this time, which was their cannon fodder, and said with a smile: "Everyone, if you retreat, you can still survive. If you continue, you will die!"
"Hahaha, we are the disciples of the Great Elder. If we retreat, how can we survive? So, brother, please give us some advice!" These words from a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy made Long Xiangtian feel helpless.
He sighed, nodded and said, "Don't worry, you will all die peacefully."
As Long Xiangtian spoke, a silver-colored steel gun appeared in his hand. In an instant, it turned into star-like existence. With a whistling sound, he looked at the people around him, who fell on their backs one by one. All of them had a very neat muzzle of a gun between their eyebrows. Then, some blood spilt and they fell to the ground and died.
Standing in the air, looking at the people around him, all of whom were dead, he suddenly realized that nearly sixty or seventy people flew out from the distant sky. The young men who had mocked him after his divine veins were destroyed had all become elders.
Long Xiangtian couldn't help but smile slightly, and without saying anything, he sighed calmly. Then, he suddenly realized something and killed towards these people.
In a trance, colorful lights enveloped the direction of Long Xiangtian. Long Xiangtian smiled slightly and recovered directly. He saw hurricanes appearing in an instant and covering these people's heads.