Lin Fei's outstanding performance was not a good thing for people outside, and it was not what they wanted to see.
Before, they thought they would be dead under the attack of a group of geniuses, but in a blink of an eye, the boy in black killed everyone. Three thousand immortal arts showed their power and gave them a heavy blow.
The representatives of the five major first-class sects already looked ugly.
Many of these genius masters are admired by them. Once their points reach the required level, they will immediately become one of their sect's disciples. Unexpectedly, in front of this immortal swordsman, a three thousand immortal arts almost killed seven of them. Seven or eight.
This is absolutely fatal! [
Dynasty wars are a place for talent reserves. Every dynasty war is accompanied by killings, and many dazzling geniuses will appear, and these geniuses will become disciples of their sect, or even core disciples.
Lin Fei killed all their disciples in one go. These sect representatives already had the intention of killing people, which was tantamount to wanting their sect disciples to replenish their ranks.
A sect needs core disciples, and talented disciples are the first choice, and the rest are disciples with better talents.
They came all the way here just to choose disciples, but they all died in front of them. They felt like they had been slapped on the face, which made them feel hot and painful. Even if this person was the embryo of a peerless sword immortal, it still made them have murderous intentions.
The Heavenly Sword Saint's expression was uncertain, his eyes fixed on the boy in black.
"The Great Cutting Technique is one of the top 100 immortal arts among the three thousand. This kind of person must not stay. Maybe he can kill the saint without reaching the Xuansheng realm."
what does that mean.
The talent of a monster. And frightening combat effectiveness.
It took more than three thousand years for the Heavenly Sword Saint to advance to Xuansheng. This is because he has the support of the sect behind him, consumes a lot of resources, and it takes three thousand years to become a saint, which is already an outstanding talent.
Now compared with the other party, the Heavenly Sword Saint feels like he has lived like a dog.
It takes three thousand years to become a saint.
This kid is only a hundred years old, but he has reached this level. Perhaps five hundred years from now, his strength will be astonishing. Killing their saints would be the same as killing Xuanzong's Great Perfection, right
The Heavenly Sword Saint is absolutely unwilling to see this happen. Such people must be nipped in the cradle and not given a chance to get ahead.
Suddenly, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Sword Saint.
"Ancestor is here. I know that the sect will not let go of such a peerless swordsman. This kid is dead."
He had been paying attention to Jian Qi, the Heavenly Sword Saint, and he couldn't help but be surprised. Even though it was a small movement, he could still tell the clues, "Something is going to happen. From what I know about him, the Heavenly Sword Saint was furious before, but now he is happy. If his guess is correct, the ancestor of the Sword Sect is coming. .”
Jian Qi knew very well what the Heavenly Sword Saint of Dao Zong would do.
This is a dynasty battlefield. The ancestor of Emperor Xuan cannot stand the guardians and will be killed if he breaks in rashly. Only the Sanxian Ancestor, even the guardian of Emperor Xuan, must give the Sanxian Ancestor face.
The ancestor of Sanxian killed the opponent. It's just a matter of one sentence, it's already a generally accepted thing. [
"What should I do now?"
Jian Qi didn't expect that the Sword Sect's Sanxian Ancestor would arrive so quickly. It seemed like he would be here soon.
When the Sanxian ancestor of the Sword Sect arrived, Jian Qi really didn't know what to do. The guardians had to give him face, not to mention that he was just a saint and was considered inferior in the eyes of the Sanxian ancestor.
"Do we really want to watch the boy in black being killed by the Sanxian Ancestor?" Jian Qi frowned into a "chuan" character. His only hope was that the Sanxian Ancestor of his sect would feel it in time.
"Boy, you must hold on." This was the only thing Jian Qi could do.
After Lin Fei killed them all, except for some scattered ones who escaped, almost all of them were dead.
"Not enough, still not enough."
I originally thought that killing them would stabilize the enemy's sword heart, but at this moment I still feel that something is missing, that it cannot reach true perfection, and that it seems that something important is missing.
"No matter, let's pack up the loot first."
Lin Fei moved around, searching for a series of trophies.
"Ding, congratulations to the player for discovering the Three Thousand Immortal Technique, the Great Entanglement Technique, and gaining seven million points!"
"Ding, congratulations to the player for discovering the Three Thousand Immortal Technique, the Great Devouring Technique, and gaining 10 million points!"
Lin Fei didn't care much about the rest. After searching out the three thousand immortal arts, the mission reward came.
"Now my points have exceeded 31 million. Three Thousand Immortal Techniques are really my lucky star. If I can gather the real three thousand Immortal Techniques, it will be really powerful."
After discovering the Three Thousand Immortal Techniques, Lin Fei immediately chose to learn it.
It always feels like something is about to happen.
Although Lin Fei has not reached the level of foresight. After practicing Three Thousand Immortals, he felt something in the dark. It was a bad feeling. What it was specifically, he couldn't feel it and couldn't guess what it was. His strength Not strong enough.
Lin Fei chose to learn the Three Thousand Immortal Techniques to be prepared, and there was nothing wrong with learning it anyway.
After learning two or three thousand immortal arts, Lin Fei was ready to leave this place.
Just as he was about to leave, a marginal aura swept through the entire bloody hell. Both the blood demon and the disciples of the dynasty were suppressed by this aura. The blood demon was already prostrate on the ground, and the disciples of the dynasty struggled to hold on. After a moment, Also lying on the ground.
In front of this momentum, Lin Fei felt his own insignificance for the first time. He had to constantly use his true energy to resist the pressure of the momentum. Even so, it was quite difficult.
"This aura is more powerful than anyone I have ever seen. Even Emperor Xuan's aura is not as powerful as this aura." Lin Fei was horrified, "Who is this person? Is he the ancestor of Sanxian?" [
Lin Fei was puzzled as to how such a strong man could appear in the bloody hell.
The changes in the Bloody Hell, the faces of the two guardians on the high platform changed drastically, they quickly tore open the void and appeared in the Bloody Hell.
The rest of the people also looked at each other, recognizing this aura.
"This is clearly the breath of Sanxian."
"What the hell is going on? That loose immortal has gone to bloody hell."
When everyone's eyes fell on the boy in black, they immediately understood what was going on.
This is the action taken by the Sanxian Ancestor.
Apart from the Patriarch of the Sanxian, who dares to be so domineering and directly enter the bloody hell with tyrannical strength? Who else but the Patriarch of the Sanxian
The momentum and pressure came rolling in.
Lin Fei's Qinglong real body was cracked with holes, and blood was flowing out. He kept recovering, kept opening the wounds, and kept coming and going.
"Ancestor Bai Ming."
While Lin Fei was struggling to resist, two figures appeared not far away, one black and one white, two Xuan Emperors.
When Lin Fei saw these two figures, his pupils shrank, and he finally knew who he had met.
Who else could make Emperor Xuan be polite but the Patriarch of Sanxian
A middle-aged man in white clothes, white face, white eyebrows, and white hair walked out of the void step by step, and this step was the end of the distance. With each step left behind, the void collapsed layer by layer, leaving behind a series of domineering knives. The glow lasts for a long time.
This person is none other than the Sanxian Patriarch Bai Ming of the Sword Sect.
"Ancestor Bai Ming, the Sanxian ancestor of the Sword Sect."
Everyone was shocked.
The Heavenly Sword Saint really invited the Sanxian Ancestor out.
For the sake of a peerless swordsman, the Sanxian Ancestor left in person.
They dare not even think about this kind of thing. What kind of existence is the Sanxian Patriarch? It is the highest existence on the continent. It is difficult to meet him in ordinary times.
The Heavenly Sword Saint had an expression on his face, with the words "I am very happy" written on his face. He was surprised by the appearance of Bai Ming Ancestor. A random ancestor would be enough, but he did not expect Bai Ming Ancestor to show up.
Soon, the Heavenly Sword Saint figured out why the ancestor Bai Ming appeared.
Thousands of years ago, Patriarch Bai Ming's closed disciple died at the hands of that sword immortal. If Patriarch Bai Ming had not been distracted while refining an important treasure, there would have been a great war.
"Ancestor Bai Ming is here. Even if that kid has the power to reach heaven, he can't even think of escaping from his hands. What Ancestor Bai Ming hates most is the sword immortal, especially the peerless sword immortal."
The Heavenly Sword Saint couldn't help but shudder.
"Ancestor Bai Ming, why is he here?"
Jian Qi's heart sank. He also knew the ancestor Bai Ming, and there was a record of it in the Sword God Sect.
Patriarch Bai Ming was the worst-tempered and unreasonable among the Loose Immortals of the Sword Sect. He was also the one who was least likely to become a Loose Immortal back then. However, he survived the catastrophe and became a Loose Immortal. It is said that he has already He is a Second Tribulation Loose Immortal.
If you successfully survive the heavenly tribulation, you will become a heavenly immortal; otherwise, you will become a loose immortal.
The Loose Immortal will face the Loose Immortal Tribulation. There are nine catastrophes in total, which occur once every five thousand years. After passing through, the strength will be stronger and there will be another five thousand years to prepare. Otherwise, they will die under the Loose Immortal Tribulation.
It would be fine if it was an ordinary loose immortal, but now he is a two-tribulation loose immortal. No one present can stop him. He is too strong.
The Heavenly Sword Saint was so ruthless that he even invited the Bai Ming Ancestor. This was definitely not giving the other party a chance to resist.
Jian Qi glanced hard at the Heavenly Sword Saint.
In order to deal with a boy in the Xuanhuang realm, sending out a Two-Tribulation Loose Immortal would probably make people laugh if word spread about it. However, Patriarch Bai Ming was unreasonable.
No one will laugh, because everyone who laughs is dead.
"What, you two want to stop me?" Ancestor Bai Ming glanced over.
The hearts of the two Xuan Emperors were shocked, and their bodies were also shocked. One sentence actually contained the ultimate sword intention, which made it difficult for them to resist. After all, they were the middle and late stage Xuan Emperors. They did not expect to be so unlucky. If the ancestor Bai Ming wanted to kill him, It is easy for them, they have no ability to resist.
If they didn't have the status of guardians, they would have died at the hands of ancestor Bai Ming.
"Ancestor is joking, how dare we stop him."
Ancestor Bai Ming said, "That's just right."
The white-clothed Emperor Xuan and the black-and-white Emperor Xuan looked at each other and felt helpless. Straight out of bloody hell.
The situation was out of their control. Facing Patriarch Bai Ming, they had no idea of taking action. They had been suppressed by the sword's will.
"You are the peerless swordsman!"