This is what cultivating immortals is like

Zhan Hongqu is very optimistic about Lu Bei, firstly because of his understanding of Junior Sister Bai.

Bai Jin Wenjian was sincere and had given up on love between men and women long ago. If Lu Bei hadn't possessed a strong sword intention that made her unable to put it down, how would she have agreed to be paired up with the two cultivators?

The second is personal experience. Zhan Hongqu’s several duels with Lu Bei ended in disastrous defeats. The Perfection of Refining the Void was defeated by the mid-stage of Divine Transformation, and the sword intent that he was proud of was reduced to nothing, and the shadow was deep.

In her opinion, Lin Buyan's cultivation level is not as good as that of Lianxu Dzogchen. Even if he successfully regains the Great Strength Sky, it will be difficult to gain the upper hand against Lu Bei.

As for the other three heads...

Looking at the fate of Chuchang Buqing and Pang Buchu, we know that the three leaders can only enhance the atmosphere, but cannot determine the outcome.

Thinking of this, it was quite unbelievable to kill the red song. In the past, someone told her that a single person who broke into the Lingxiao Sword Sect in the middle stage of becoming a god could force the entire mountain gate to stand guard. If she was careless, she might end up in a disastrous defeat. She absolutely scoffed.

Now, not only did she believe it, she believed it deeply.

"Such a powerful sword intention. Junior sister Bai is willing to commit herself to him. I'm afraid she would have expected this scene." Zhan Hongqu murmured to himself. Bai Jin sacrificed himself for the master, which she couldn't do, so she admired her very much. .

In a daze, Shengxue's figure in white clothes became purer, and the stains added to it, instead of dyeing it black, made it sublimated and more attractive.

Zhan Hongqu felt sorry for himself here, while Jing Ji smiled and said nothing. The young man only looked at the strength on paper and completely forgot that this place was Beijun Mountain, the headquarters of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Lin Buyan had experienced a cruel and bloody civil war, and had always regarded Mei Wangsu as an imaginary enemy. He had spent all his energy and thought on it. Beijun Mountain managed by him was said to be impregnable. There was no reason or possibility that Lu Bei could not be conquered.

"Let's go, gather the disciples, and let's go back to the Everlasting Mountain."

"Now?!"

Zhan Hongqu said in surprise: "Elder Jing, the war has just started, is it inappropriate to leave now?"

"It couldn't be more appropriate. It's not convenient for us to get involved in the Lingxiao Sword Sect's family affairs." Jing Ji replied with a smile.

"Headmaster Kelin..."

"It's so easy to die if you want to cause trouble for thousands of years."

"Then Junior Brother Lu..."

"It's so easy to die if you want to cause trouble for thousands of years."

"..."

Zhan Hongqu was stunned and speechless. Thinking about it carefully, this is indeed the truth.

She looked in the distance in the direction of Yangxinyuan. It was a pity that she couldn't participate in such a fierce battle. She couldn't even watch the battle.

After taking a long look, Zhan Hongqu passed Jing Ji's order, summoned the junior brothers and sisters who were whispering, and the group hurriedly left Beijun Mountain.

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boom----

The rock-solid floor tiles suddenly collapsed. Lu Bei struggled to control the situation, and the veins on his neck were clearly visible.

"If you don't let me go, wait until later!"

Lin Buyan was using his magic power, and his old white face turned purple and black from the pressure, looking very much like a certain Sect Leader Yue who did not want to be named performing the Zixia magic skill.

With a clang of swords, Lu Bei sighed, and the tug-of-war came to an end. The general sky broke through the sky and floated directly in front of Lin Buyan.

I finally drove away, I was exhausted.

My little ancestor, you are finally home!

Lin Buyan raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword, the sword light swept across, and the cold and sharp sword pointed at the ground.

Holding the Great Power Sky in his hand, he looked at Lu Bei, whose hands were empty. For a moment, he was so proud that he looked up to the sky and roared, letting out a sigh of relief.

Ignoring the script, he waited one day for too long.

You old thing, you even installed it!

Seeing Lin Buyan pretending to be cool, Lu Bei was heartbroken, even more sad than when he failed to show off.

He took out the Su Chen Sword with his backhand, puffed out the cold light, and the scorching white sword light was dazzling, and went straight to Lin Buyan: "The great power has chosen the master, why don't you return it to me quickly."

"You deserve it?"

Lin Buyan's eyes widened, and the figures in front of him overlapped, as if he saw Mo Bu approaching with a sword. His blood, which had been dormant for many years, suddenly surged in his chest. Without thinking, he rushed out holding the big force in his hand.

Duang! x2

The invisible barrier did not understand Feng Qing. After a bang, Lin Buyan pressed his face against the air wall, his momentum stopped abruptly, and the wrist holding the sword could not stop trembling.

Lu Bei was the same. Angrily, he split open the road blocking barrier and pointed his sword at Lin Buyan: "You old guy, don't use formations if you have the ability. Fight me with real swords and spears."

"You're just trying to trick me into being a good general. You brat, you underestimate me."

After receiving a heavy blow to the forehead, the blood in Lin Buyan's head quickly dissipated. He recalled the scene of being beaten by Mo Buxiu and determined not to give Lu Beiding a chance.

When training in a competition, you should use your strengths and avoid weaknesses. It is unwise to gather righteous teachers to work together. It is really unwise to fight alone.

"Coward, you started this battle as a provocation, but if you cower before the battle, how can it not be what you want."

Lu Bei's eyes flashed with golden light, and the Su Chen sword in his hand burst out with bright brilliance. The immortal sword intent gathered at one point, and the sword edge pierced out.

Bang! Bang! Bang————

The sound roared and exploded, and invisible barriers shattered at the same time.

Lu Bei held the Su Chen Sword in his hand, and with sword energy sweeping across his body, he broke through thirty-three formation barriers with one sword, and killed him alone in front of Lin Buyan.

The sword rose, rolling into the wind and waves, and the sweeping sound turned into a sharp and loud noise.

"Master, be careful!" x2

Sima Buzheng and Zhong Bufan stepped forward, the small world opened, and while stabilizing the void, they jointly raised their swords to block Lin Buyan.

Lightly tap the sword's edge, striking directly at the center of the intersection of the two swords.

The sharp sword edge pierced the air, cutting through all surrounding obstacles, and exploded with walls of energy. The sword energy roared angrily, and in an instant, the air froze.

The stalemate was short-lived and did not last long.

The hands holding the swords of Sima Buzheng and Zhong Bufan took on the gravity, and they felt that the sword edge lifted up a mountain, which was beyond the power of human power. The two tried their best to maintain the small world, mobilize the endless energy of heaven and earth, and resist the invasion of the immortal sword.

"The little thief looks at the sword."

Lin Buyan jumped out, shouting loudly in mid-air, swung his arms around the sky, and struck down a jet-black sword light.

The black light moved forward, condensing infinite ice-killing intent. As the sword's power increased, the black light surged infinitely, breaking through the surrounding formation and cutting a gap.

Lu Bei raised one hand to the sky, clasped his five fingers together, and tightly held the edge of the black light, restraining Lin Buyan from moving. While his feet were shattering the ground of King Kong, the Su Chen Sword was slowly handed out, forcing him to use his own strength. It shook the three small worlds.

"Good qualifications, good cultivation, and domineering swordsmanship. I'll wait for my uncle to learn your clever moves."

Liang Busi stepped out of the void, holding a big sword and striking Lu Bei's back heart directly. A wisp of sword energy condensed, trying to break Lu Bei's sword body with one move.

Ding! ! !

The tip of the sword hit the vest, shattering the gown and tearing it apart.

Under Liang Busi's horrified gaze, the tip of the sword touched the flesh and blood, and it was slightly dented, making it difficult to make any further progress.

How is it possible? How long has he been practicing?

A blow with high hopes, not to mention going all out, but also with full confidence, it would cause damage like scratching, which made Liang Busi fall into doubt about his life.

Vaguely, he saw his junior brother Mo Buxiu.

The five of them wrestled on the spot, Lu Bei went up to capture Lin Buyan, suppressed Sima Buzheng and Zhong Bufan in the front, and reached Liang Busi in the rear. The surging sword intent was released like a tide, roaring and overwhelming.

Terrifying energy fluctuations shook the folds of space, and as the surroundings stagnated, ripples spread in circles, compressing several black lines in the air, each one carrying shocking destructive power.

The two players who recorded the video at close range suffered disaster. They tried the method themselves and realized what it means when gods fight and mortals suffer.

The sword energy passed by him, and his life was gone on the spot, and he died so easily.

The next second, he resurrected on the spot, rolled and crawled away and ran away.

"Oh my god, I thought they could do it and I could do it too, but I didn't expect that I would die after just one breath."

"It's damning. I thought they were trying to make a fool of themselves, but they actually did it for real."

"Four people can't control one person. They have to be the leader or the leader. Are our Lingxiao Sword Sect so good?"

"Which of your eyes saw four versus one? It's clearly one versus four!"

The players rolled and crawled and ran far away. They were not afraid of death. They always kept the professionalism of war reporters in mind. The camera was focused on the five people and did not want to fall for a second.

"Open it for me!"

Lu Bei shouted low, and his majestic momentum condensed. Using his body as a sword, the immortal sword light shot into the sky, like a rainbow of air rising from the ground, setting off a wave of air like a tide.

The black light disappeared, and Lin Buyan was the first to bear the brunt, vomiting blood and flying backwards.

The three commanders followed closely behind, taking more than ten steps back in succession, barely able to stabilize their bodies. They were suddenly injured by the sword, unable to suppress the flow of energy and blood, and their faces turned green and white, all of which were extremely ugly.

"First."

Hearing a cold voice, Sima Buzheng hurriedly held the sword in front of him with both hands. He saw a golden light passing by, and Zhong Bufan, who was beside him, disappeared.

Also disappearing at the same time is the unshakable little world.

Thousands of meters away, a pillar of earth rose into the sky, and dust billowed and lingered for a long time.

Sima Buzheng turned around in shock, thinking nothing but inconceivability in his mind.

"the second."

The golden light covered his face, and the small world shattered in response. Sima Buzheng's vision went dark, and his whole body was in intense pain.

When he came back to his senses, there was darkness all around, and he was deeply buried in the ruins of the mountain. It was difficult to move his limbs, and he closed his eyes helplessly: "Defeat me with one move, and a monk in the integration stage can only do this. Junior Brother Mo, where did you find it? evildoer?"

"The third."

The golden light stopped, the words fell, and a pillar of dust rose in the distance.

Lu Beiyin looked at Lin Buyan in mid-air: "Master, you are the fourth one. Hand over the situation obediently. I will give you a decent way to land, otherwise...hehe, I will make your butt face outward." Insert into Dabie Peak!"

This is unreasonable. This line is not in the script. You have some kind of personal grudge.

Lin Buyan held on to Da Shi Tian tightly, and he successfully retrieved the leader's token. Unexpectedly, Da Shi Tian was determined to lick Lu Bei. Just like the sword strike just now, the black light seemed to be powerful, but in fact it looked like it was useless and could not even break Lu Bei's skin.

What's the use of you!

Lin Buyan cursed in his heart and tightened his grip on Dashitian.

Forgive it once more and never do it again.

At this moment, two hundred sword lights came through, and all the disciples above the Xiantian realm of Lingxiao Sword Sect rushed to Yangxinyuan.

Well come!

Lu Bei's eyes flashed with golden light. He had the right time, right place, and right people under his control. Today, he wanted to attack the Lingxiao Sword Sect alone.