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Chi Yan's face instantly became gloomy, and he looked straight at Ling Yun's eyes.

"Is Lingyun Xianzun declaring war?"

Ling Yun waved his hand, her beautiful eyes stared at Chi Yan coldly, without saying a word, but the power of the Immortal Venerable on her body had been exhausted, and the powerful pressure suppressed everyone's breath, and faced Ling Yun's. Chi Yan was under the most pressure!

Chi Yan's complexion changed slightly, and his body squatted down abruptly, and a cloud of flames suddenly rose behind him, covering Chi Yan's whole body.

The original invisible coercion, under Chi Yan's defense, showed a shadow...

The flames in front of Chi Yan were obviously not the opponents of Lingyun's coercion. They were constantly crushed. After the flames were completely suppressed, Chi Yan was also suppressed, and the shock on his face was self-evident!

Cengceng!

Ling Yun gently waved her sleeves, a murderous aura flashed in her indifferent eyes, and the immortals did not forget to retreat, but Ling Yun's sword spirit trembled, and only by her thoughts, the monks who carried the swords in their hands or The swords from the waist are summoned!

In an instant, ten thousand swords appeared in the sky, and those swords that recognized the master were all summoned by Lingyun and willingly driven.

And Ling Yun, standing in place, disregarding the crowd, exuding Ling Li's unparalleled sword thoughts!

Emperor sword was born, Wan Jian surrendered!

Lingyun itself is the sharpest sword. The sharp swords of other monks were induced and flew out of the scabbard automatically. Several immortals who reacted quickly changed their expressions and quickly protected them with their hands. Hilt, I feel sorry for my magic weapon...

However, all of this seemed so pale under Ling Yun's Jian Nian Soul.

The controlled long sword rattled in the scabbard, and the violent trembling made several immortals uncontrollable. The long sword then robbed the sheath, leaving the immortal with embarrassed face, but there was no way.

One or two are clinging. No matter how the sword is tossing or trembling, they will hold them tightly, and even put them under the body to hold them down, with a sense of protection.

However, it is Lingyun that summons ten thousand swords!

It is the sword repairer known as the most genius in the entire immortal realm. Besides, there is also the cultivation base of the immortal venerable. Where can they match?

If Lingyun can't even summon the sword, what a sword repair in the fairy world!?

Sure enough, Ling Yun would never allow this to happen, and then let out a low snort.

With a low hum, it was like a thunder in the sky, and the pressure increased sharply. Chi Yan was even more crushed and knelt on one knee, with his head buried in his chest, his face violent, but he could not lift his head.

The wrath of Xianzun, surrender everything!!!

The few people who pressed their swords and refused to release their hands even froze. For an instant, it was like being shocked by an electric shock. The long sword took the opportunity to escape from their hands and merged into the sword formation without looking back. Inside, like a bird returning to the forest, wandering around Lingyun, swiftly swimming.

However, there are still some unfamiliar people after all.

A middle-aged man who was also a sword repairer did not choose to let go when Lingyun’s pressure increased. Instead, he bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood, sprinkled it on the scabbard, and sealed the sword in the scabbard. Among them, the sword is jingling in the scabbard, like a child who is imprisoned calling his mother...

Ling Yun turned his head and looked at it with a sense of feeling, until he saw the person clearly, then he nodded clearly.

"Qingmu?"

Qingmu clenched his teeth tightly as he guarded his sword, his face pale.

"Xianzun, this is mine...my treasure, please show mercy from Lingyun Xianzun!"

When Ling Yun heard the words, she faintly removed her eyes and said softly.

"Everything in the world is impermanent, and it belongs to the virtuous. If you can't keep it, it doesn't belong to you!"

After speaking, Ling Yun closed her eyes slightly, and the sharp blade around her was like a tornado, suddenly telling the rotation, the sound of swords cried one after another.

In the next second, the ten thousand swords sword formation that created a huge storm swept away towards Chi Yan.

When Qingmu saw this, a trace of comfort flashed from the bottom of his heart, thinking that he had escaped a disaster and would not be robbed of the treasure. He just relaxed, and before he showed a secret expression of joy, the long sword that had already calmed down suddenly excited. A shock, a huge shock, directly flew Qingmu out, and the blood that was originally on the scabbard also began to act. The scarlet symbol was like a talisman pasted on the scabbard. It keeps flashing, but can't get out of it!

Qingmu was extremely surprised when he saw this, and couldn't help but smile.

"Wow hahaha! What about Xianzun, I said, this is my treasure, he can't get out!"

Lingyun ignored Qingmu and slowly opened her eyes, looking at the sword formation sweeping away, and said lightly.

"I still lack a sword eye to be a forward, come here!"

When the voice fell, Qing Mu's heart rose with a trace of uncertainty. When he was about to pounce on him, the long sword in the scabbard let out a low growl, as if he was very angry.

The next moment, the scabbard exploded!

The long sword is like a meteor, whispering and screaming, while flying into the sword formation, its integration, other long swords are very interesting and let go of a passage, the long sword straight into it, impressively in the front.

For a while, all the cultivators, especially Jianxiu, were dumbfounded, as if they saw a ghost, they didn't dare to show the least bit of unrest!

Qingmu directly vomited blood to the sky, and fell to the ground as if angrily, looking at her sword at the forefront with her eyes, distressed, before she fell into a coma, she gave Lingyun a resentful look.

Lingyun naturally ignores it. Qingmu is the elder of Qingxu Jianzong, and Qingxu Jianzong is a vassal of the Yue nationality. Its large tracts of land and mountain gates live next to the Yue nationality.

Qingmu is unwilling to hand over the long sword. On the one hand, he is distressed about his treasure, but the most important thing is that he is unwilling to let the Yue clan see that he cooperates with Lingyun so that Lingyun can form a sword formation against the Yue ethnic group!

Thinking carefully about this, Lingyun naturally saw it through. The Qingmu Sword Sect where Qingmu was located could not be compared with Lingchi at all, and it was not worth mentioning it together.

With such an identity and a standpoint, Ling Yun will naturally not be merciful.

Simply let Qingmu's sword be the forward of the sword formation, if it is destroyed, it will be the first!

As for Qingmu vomiting blood, it was nothing more than the relationship with this long sword.

Although the Qingxu Sword Sect does not have any room for resistance under a behemoth like Lingchi, the Qingxu Sword Sect itself is not that weak. It is also one of the best in the Five Qing Dynasties. The background is still there. Common family sects meet , Also must be courteous three points.

The sword in Qingmu's hand is called the Lilong Sword. It is said that the Qingxu Sword Sect opened the door and killed a Lilong in the abyss. It was refined using its soul and muscles for hundreds of years. It is also one of the famous swords. , Qingmu usually cherishes her life!