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Chapter 353 Angry Half-step Daluo
"That's right, that's true."

Reverend Tianxuan nodded, and there was also a strange look on his face.

Obviously, even though he witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, the venerable head of the Yinxian sect also felt that this matter was a bit ridiculous.

Thinking about it now, it feels like a dream.

How can it be?

How could this guy who made himself feel like an enemy was just a golden immortal cultivator?
If it is true that the opponent's realm is inferior to his own, as the master said, how did he manage to fight against a hundred?
Could it be that there are really people in this world who are only golden immortals, but whose strength is already comparable to that of a half-step Daluo?

Simply unheard of!

There were too many doubts, and the voices of discussion came to the ears for a while.

But it didn't last long, and soon, as if someone had pressed the pause button, all the voices stopped abruptly.

Without him, the two people who were originally confronting each other in mid-air suddenly took action.

It was Lin Xiaoyao who made the first move!

I saw that he just flicked his sleeve robe, and in an instant the aura was dazzling, and there were dense sword lights swimming out from his sleeve.

Then it rose against the wind, turning into streaks of green sword light, falling like rain, covering the enemies in front of them.

"not good!"

Seeing this scene clearly, those golden immortals who were watching couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

It was not because of lack of concentration, but because of the scene in front of him, the elders of Yinxianmen who were present were deeply impressed.

Because just now, more than a hundred of them were overwhelmed by the circling and dancing sword lights, almost out of breath.

He tried his best, but still couldn't reverse the decline.

Therefore, people should not be judged by their appearance, and the same principle applies to magic weapons in the world of cultivating immortals... Don't underestimate the seemingly ordinary sword lights in front of you.

They really suffered a lot just now.

With just this move, the other party beat them, who had more than a hundred golden immortals, without any temper at all.

Seeing this familiar scene again at this moment, someone in the crowd couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Someone also reminded: "Master, don't underestimate the enemy!"

"Yes, this sword light is very powerful, please be careful."

……

All of a sudden, the sound of reminders came and went.

"Hmph, why are you panicking? I'm discussing with fellow Daoist Lin. You'll have to wait and see. Just watch the battle quietly from the sidelines. No one is allowed to speak like this, otherwise it will be punished according to the rules of the house."

The next moment, a cold and abnormal voice reached the ears.

Obviously, everyone flattered the horse's feet, and Kongling Sanren was very dissatisfied with the yelling of his disciples.

All the monks couldn't help feeling awe-inspiring, and looked at each other, knowing that this time, the uncle and the old man might be really angry, so they all shut their mouths obediently.

On the other hand, Lin Xiaoyao's expression was as usual, and he was not affected at all, and the dense sword light was still slashing at the opponent aggressively.

The Kongling Sanren could see clearly, but his face was neither surprised nor pleased.

He snorted coldly and flicked his sleeve robe.

Immediately, a large piece of green clouds flew out from his sleeves, covering the dense sword light in front of him!

Seeing that Lin Xiaoyao was only releasing streams of sword energy, this guy actually didn't intend to use treasures to meet the enemy.

I don't know whether it's the boldness of Yigao, or should I complain about this guy's naivety and stupidity...

But that's right, Kongling Sanren is a half-step Daluo after all, and the green glow he sacrificed is obviously no small matter.

It rose against the wind, and it was more than a hundred feet long in an instant. Then, it was rolled and wrapped, and even the flying sword that Lin Xiaoyao sacrificed was wrapped in it without falling off...

"The mantis arm stops the car!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Xiaoyao was startled for a moment, and then he couldn't help showing a bit of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

The other party was so overbearing that he didn't take himself seriously.

Hmph, even if this guy is half-step Daluo, I must teach him a profound lesson this time!

Thoughts turned in his mind, Lin Xiaoyao sent out a divine thought without hesitation.

So those sword lights trapped by Qingxia suddenly flew up and down like bees, and the sword lights rushed left and right, trying to break the imprisonment in front of them.

All of a sudden, the sound of gold and iron clattering can be heard endlessly.

But because of being blocked by the rays of the sun, he couldn't get what he wanted for a while, and only a muffled sound came to his ears...

Half-step Da Luo's strength is really staggering.

However, this is just an appearance, in fact, at this moment, Kongling Sanren is already secretly complaining, regretting that he has been too big.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the corners of his eyes twitched violently just now, and his face also faintly turned pale.

After all, how could Lin Xiaoyao's attack be easily blocked?

Take Jian Guang just now as an example. Although he failed to get out of trouble immediately, his power far exceeded the estimation and imagination of Kongling Sanren.

At this moment, he was unable to get off the tiger, and he only felt a lot of pressure.

But naturally he didn't want to admit defeat like this.

After all, in front of all the disciples just now, he had spoken so full of words, if he was slapped in the face just now, how could he bear this face?
It must become a joke in the world of cultivating immortals!
And he couldn't let this happen.

Kongling Sanren's face was gloomy, and then he let out a cold snort, and once again sacrificed a treasure from his sleeve robe.

This treasure is only the size of a palm, square and square, it is actually a brocade handkerchief.

It was inconspicuous at first glance, but after it was sacrificed, it immediately swelled up in size.

Immediately, the entire sky was darkened, and then, instead of Qingxia, the dense sword light was wrapped in it again.

Lin Xiaoyao could see clearly, and a smile could not help showing at the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, the temptation just now ended in his own victory.

Although the opponent is half-step Daluo, he can't resist the attack of his sword energy with bare hands and magic power alone. Now he has to sacrifice treasures. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the opponent is helpless...

"Master!"

Sure enough, all the Golden Immortals watching the battle changed their colors.

Originally expecting the Supreme Elder to show his might and take down the guy in front of him, he never expected it to turn out like this.

In the small test just now, the opponent actually won by a notch.

Although the two sides are just testing, such a failure can't explain anything, but it is always a big blow to the morale of Yinxianmen.

It's frustrating.

On the other side, the face of Kongling Sanren was also full of gloom.

It's all my fault that I was too careless and underestimated the enemy just now, and accidentally fell into this kid's trick.

Naturally, he didn't want to let it go, and was about to cast a powerful spell, to teach the guy in front of him a lesson, and to save the face he just lost.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred...

There was no sign at all, and a muffled thunder-like sound entered the ears.

The voice came suddenly.

The Kongling Sanren couldn't help being startled, and quickly turned his head following the sound.

With just one glance, his face changed drastically.

I saw that the treasure that I just sacrificed, the brocade handkerchief, turned into a light curtain, wrapping those sword glows.

As a result, what he never expected was that at this moment, the light curtain also dimmed.

How can it be?

Those were just a few flashes of sword light casually released by the opponent, and they were nothing powerful, as long as the Qingxia condensed by his mana couldn't stop it.

The brocade handkerchief that was sacrificed just now is a genuine ancient treasure, how could it be impossible to resist the same?
It's outrageous!
Why is Jianguang so amazing?
Could it be that this move seems ordinary, but it is actually that kid's special skill, otherwise how could it be so powerful?
In an instant, all kinds of thoughts turned in his mind, and Kongling Sanren was really surprised at the moment.

You know, he is a half-step Daluo, and the little guy in front of him is full of calculations, and he is only a golden fairy.

Although the opponent had shown extraordinary strength by single-handedly carrying hundreds of immortal cultivators of the same level, but to be honest, he did not take Lin Xiaoyao seriously.

Nothing special!

It is also easy to do the same thing by yourself.

Don't look at Kongling Sanren's politeness on the surface, but in fact, he doesn't think Lin Xiaoyao can match him at all.

In his eyes, the Golden Immortal is the Golden Immortal, no matter how amazing the magic spells this kid is, or what extraordinary treasures he possesses, it is absolutely impossible for him to compete with him.

So he is full of confidence in this battle and feels that everything is under control!
As a result, I never expected that the scene just now appeared.

It caught him by surprise, and he no longer had that inexplicable confidence and confidence.

It was replaced by bewilderment.

An incredible look!

Then he couldn't help becoming more nervous. If the opponent broke his treasure with mere sword energy, where would he put his face in front of the disciples?
This thought turned in his mind, and he couldn't help showing a nervous look on his face, and he was about to use the formula.

however.

It's too late!

next moment.

Accompanied by the tooth-piercing cracking sound reaching the ears, the light curtain transformed by the brocade handkerchief had been hacked to pieces and fell directly from mid-air.

Kongling Sanren's face turned black at that time, he was really afraid of something, but he just met him.

Looking at the shocked and astonished eyes of all the disciples, he only felt that his skin was burning hot.

Damn, this embarrassment is really lost to grandma's house!
The old monster couldn't help but fly into a rage, and almost immediately flew into a rage.

It was originally said that it was a discussion.

However, at this moment, he couldn't help but feel murderous.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

Accompanied by a roar, the old monster stretched out his hand, slapped his waist, and immediately sacrificed his talisman.

However, what came into view was a light cluster with a diameter of about ten feet, and the aura emanating from the surface was extremely dazzling.

In an instant, a terrifying spiritual pressure descended from the sky, and in the light cluster, one could faintly see the phantom of a flood dragon about one foot in size, swimming in it non-stop.

But for a while, it was impossible to tell what kind of treasure it was.

But obviously it's a big deal!
(End of this chapter)