Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 306 Palm Yi Patriarch (22)

After explaining some flaws of Baji Sword Formation to Chisong one by one, and then answering some difficult problems of Chisong's practice, Zhou Fan sent him away.

Watching Chisong leave, Zhou Fan thought to himself, "I was thinking about how to eliminate the movement of opening the inheritance land, but now it's perfect."

It is difficult for Zhou Fan to predict whether the opening of a place of inheritance like the people of Qin Yushan will be big or small.

And if he hit Leiji Mountain for no reason, maybe he would attract suspicion from others.

……

The arrival of Zhou Fan made Wenjian Pavilion gather the eyes of many people from the spiritual sect.

As soon as Chi Song came out, he was surrounded by a crowd of people.

"How is it? Elder Chisong, is Mr. Zhou Zhenjun willing to help?"

"Chimu, you're impatient. It's only been a while. It's impossible for Elder Chisong to speak just after seeing Zhou Zhenjun!"

"Well, there is no rush, I remember that there are many good things in the treasure house, Zhou Zhenjun is such a distinguished guest, we can't neglect it!"

"Not bad...and..."

These high-ranking spiritmen surrounded Chisong, talking non-stop.

"Master, he has already agreed to take action." Chi Song smiled.

This is also what Zhou Fan said to the outside world. His disciple was bullied, and he, as a master, was the most suitable reason.

"Zhou Zhenjun agreed to make a move?!"

"Haha, my spiritual gate is saved!"

All the high-ranking members of the Lingmen sect laughed out loud.

It is true that the situation in Lingmen is extremely bad now, and their hearts have been suppressed to the extreme.

"Boom!!!"

At this moment, a huge roar suddenly sounded in the sky.

"There is an enemy invasion!!!"

A series of exclamations sounded.

Impressively, outside the central island, a gigantic ship with the size of a thousand feet slowly emerged from the void.

"This is... the Shadow Breaker of the Chiwu Clan?!!!"

"Surrender, or die?!" A voice as sharp as gold and iron rubbing against each other suddenly sounded.

Above the giant ship, a figure surrounded by black flames stepped on the cold wind.

"Wuqi!!" A cold voice sounded, and a white-haired old man suddenly appeared above the spirit gate, looking coldly at the figure surrounded by black flames.

"What do you want to come to my spiritual gate?"

"Surrender, or die!! You have only one choice!" The tone was cold and calm.

"Wuqi, do you, Chiwuling, really want to hurt both sides? My Spirit Sect will never surrender! If you want to fight, then fight!" A green figure suddenly appeared beside the white-haired old man. A beautiful woman.

"Old Patriarch Palm Yi!" The eyes of the disciples of the Spiritual Sect below lit up.

"Ancestor Palm Yi is the most powerful ancestor among the nine ancestors of my Spirit Sect." A disciple of the Spirit Sect said proudly.

"Chiwu Ridge came so fast." There were also Lingmen disciples who were surprised, but secretly relieved.

If Zhou Zhenjun hadn't come, today would probably be the day when Lingmen was overthrown.

Because they knew that no matter how powerful Patriarch Palm Yi was, there was only one person, and it was said that there were more than a dozen patriarchs in Chiwu Ridge opposite.

Outside the Pavilion of Asking Swords, many Spirit Sect disciples cast their gazes inside.

"kill!"

In the sky, as Patriarch Palmi's words fell, the figure surrounded by black flames suddenly moved, and countless sword lights appeared behind him.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The sound of countless blades piercing the sky resounded, forming a long river of saber energy in the sky, forming a torrent to attack and kill Patriarch Palm Yi.

"Wu Qi, I swear to kill you today!" A cold voice sounded.

Immediately, a majestic and cold sword light streaked across the sky.

In an instant, a long river of sword energy intertwined with endless and vast sword lights met this sword light.

"Boom!!!"

This sword light trembled slightly, and when it passed through the sky, the sword lights shattered in an instant.

The next moment, more sword lights emerged from the void, lit up and shattered.

"clank!!!"

The sound of gold and iron colliding echoed in the sky in an instant.

Every minute and every second, countless sword lights will be torn and shattered.

"uh-huh?!"

Wu Qi let out a muffled snort, his body moved abruptly, crossing layers of space, he was about to escape.

"Let you escape, my mother, I don't have to mess around!"

He sneered, his voice was calm and mellow, as if he didn't have the slightest killing intent.

But immediately, a pure to the extreme sword light emerged from nowhere, swallowing endless brilliance.

Just by looking at it, many people felt that their eyes were stung by an indescribable extreme sword intent.

The speed of this sword is even faster than many people's thoughts.

"Father... save me!!!"

A voice of despair and fear sounded, and it was no longer as high as before.

"waste!"

An endless and indifferent voice suddenly sounded, shaking the endless sky.

boom! ! !
In the void, a black sky fell from the sky, blocking Wu Qi's face.

Upon closer inspection, the black sky was composed of countless densely packed blazing lights, and an extremely black palm protruded from the black sky, with five fingers spread out, it suddenly pressed towards Patriarch Palm Yi.

This palm came across the sky, and all the light and even vitality in the world seemed to be held by this palm.

It seems that there is nothing in the world except this palm!
"This is? Wu Heng, the patriarch of the Chiwu Clan!!"

The elder of Youlingmen recognized the owner of the palm, and looked anxiously at the depths of the Sword Asking Pavilion, why didn't Zhenjun make a move?

"Hmph, I'm waiting for you, you old bastard!"

Facing the palm pressing on him, Patriarch Palm Yi's calm voice sounded.

Waves of sword energy rose from her body, condensing into a three-foot-long sword in midair.

"Zheng!!!"

The sword energy soared into the sky, surging across the sky, and the cold sword intent pierced the sky in an instant, and greeted the palm with a whistling.

"Om~~~"

There was no earth-shattering sound, and each sword and palm perfectly controlled their respective strengths.

At the moment of contact, the two terrifying and extreme forces disappeared into nothingness at the same time.

"Ok?"

A slightly surprised voice sounded, "So you also touched the threshold... It's just a bit late!"

Immediately, a terrifying aura that frightened all living beings and made all things cry out suddenly, ripples and huge waves rose in the sky.

A middle-aged man in black clothes and white eyebrows suddenly appeared on the black sky, as if he had existed there in the first place.

"Are you... breaking through?!" In mid-air, Patriarch Palm Yi felt the bursts of coercion from the middle-aged man opposite, and his complexion changed.

"If you are willing to surrender, I can open the Lingmen net, how about it?" The middle-aged man looked at Patriarch Palm Yi with a little appreciation in his eyes. He knew very well that if this woman was given some time, she would surpass him sooner or later. thing.

(End of this chapter)