You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Xiao Yun had not yet approached Wuchen Peak.

I saw thousands of people floating around Wuchen Peak.

These people used spells unscrupulously to bombard a defensive magic weapon in Wuchen Peak.

Their arrogant laughter could still clearly reach Xiao Yun's ears even though they were thousands of meters away.

Xiao Yun's anger grew stronger with the harsh laughter.

When he thought of the dead Spirit Sword Sect disciples at Lieyang Peak and Shuiyue Peak, Xiao Yun wished he could kill them all with one sword.

Dragon Slayer Sword seemed to sense the murderous intention in Xiao Yun's heart.

The entire sword body turned golden yellow.

Immediately afterwards, the Dragon-Slaying Sword made a "buzz" sound!

Then a monstrous killing intent came from the sword.

Before Xiao Yun could react, his reason was overwhelmed by the overwhelming murderous intent.

At this moment, Xiao Yun only had one thought in his mind!

kill! ! !

Kill all the enemies in front of you, leaving no one behind!

The spiritual power in Xiao Yun's body suddenly exploded, and the five elements of spiritual power plus the two mutant spiritual powers of ice and thunder surged crazily in Xiao Yun's body.

The dragon-slaying sword split into two in mid-air.

Two transforms into four...four transforms into eight...the dragon-slaying sword takes on more and more incarnations...

With the support of Xiao Yun's huge spiritual power, in just a few breaths, the Dragon-Slaying Sword had already become a shield.

Xiao Yun's eyes were already occupied by crazy killing intent.

He stared closely at the thousands of intruders in the distance, and suddenly shouted: "Kill!!!"

The rain of swords in the sky is like soldiers who have been ordered to charge by the general.

They all flew towards the monks in mid-air at Wuchen Peak.

The monks who were bombarding Wuchen Peak's defensive magic weapon had already discovered Xiao Yun before the sword rain took shape.

Seeing more and more flying swords in the sky, some monks with weaker cultivation levels immediately felt timid in their hearts.

Someone immediately shouted: "No, reinforcements from the Spirit Sword Sect are coming!"

"Get out!"

Just as everyone was about to retreat, someone else shouted loudly.

"Don't panic, the other person is just a person."

"This person is just a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, not an elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, nor is he the leader of the Seven Peaks. Please don't mess around!"

"Don't be afraid, everyone. There are so many of us. Even if the leader of the Seven Peaks of the Spirit Sword Sect comes, we don't have to be afraid. He is just a young disciple. Everyone, follow me to face the enemy!"

The last person to speak was a member of the Tianxia Dao Alliance and the leader of the Yinfeng Sect.

He is a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm.

He is one of the people with the highest cultivation among this group of people.

His words still carry a lot of weight.

With him taking the lead and shouting this, the originally turbulent crowd immediately stabilized.

These people looked along the light of the flying swords, and sure enough they found that the person controlling these flying swords was just a young man.

After seeing it clearly, they were relieved a lot.

There are three Nascent Soul Realm masters present, so there is really no need to be afraid of a junior!

Although Xiao Yun's sword rain was powerful.

But in the eyes of the three Nascent Soul Realm masters, it is not unstoppable.

The leader of the Yinfeng Sect always likes to be in the limelight.

At this moment, these people are following his lead, which is a good opportunity for him to shine.

He immediately jumped out and shouted: "Don't panic, everyone, I will block this guy's flying sword."

"Everyone find an opportunity to kill that thief from the Spirit Sword Sect!"

These low-level monks were of course extremely happy to see the leader of the Yinfeng Sect willing to step forward.

They all cheered loudly for him.

"Master Yinfeng, as long as you take action, this thief will be captured!"

"This thief can die at the hands of Master Yinfeng. That is really the blessing he has gained in his life!"

"We are of low cultivation, so we all relied on Master Yinfeng to kill this thief!"

......

The compliments and compliments kept coming, and the leader of the Yinfeng Sect, Master Yinfeng, was very proud.

Now is the time for him to shine, and he must be chic and beautiful.

Master Yinfeng laughed, left the crowd and walked towards Xiao Yun.

Master Yin Feng walks in the air, with light steps and a cool demeanor.

It doesn't feel like you are facing flying swords all over the sky, but rather like taking a leisurely stroll in your own back garden admiring flowers.

He looked at the flying swords in the sky with a smile.

He calmly took out seven black pennants from his arms and waved them gently in the air.

The seven black pennants immediately formed a mysterious shape.

Each black pennant was filled with black air, and bursts of cold spiritual power emitted from it.

Even from a distance of more than ten meters, you can feel the biting wind.

After these seven black pennants formed a formation, they spread out quickly.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of monks were protected inside.

Master Yinfeng looked at the rain of swords coming and laughed loudly: "Fellow Taoists, don't panic. With my seven-star defense formation here, even if Wangchen, the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect, comes, he may not be able to break it. defense."

"A mere flying sword is even more insignificant! Hahahaha!!!"

Hearing Master Yinfeng's sworn assurance, there was another round of applause from the crowd.

"Okay, he is worthy of being the leader of the Yinfeng Sect, he is really admirable!"

"If it weren't for Master Yinfeng, we really don't know what we would do!"

"Zhenren Yinfeng has unparalleled magical skills. Once the Spirit Sword Sect is destroyed, the Yinfeng Sect may become one of the next seven major sects!"

......

The more these people boasted, the more outrageous they became, and the leader of the Yinfeng Sect became happier and happier.

He laughed, looked at the oncoming Xiao Yun and said: "You little thief, you are destroying yourself with an egg against a stone! Why don't you put down your weapon quickly..."

Master Yinfeng hadn't finished his words yet.

The sound of "Puff, puff, puff" kept ringing.

The rain of swords from the sky penetrated the seven-star defense array set up by Master Yinfeng without any hindrance.

The seemingly rock-solid defensive formation was completely destroyed in an instant!

Master Yinfeng's face suddenly changed color.

He immediately mobilized the spiritual power in his body and used all his strength to move the seven black pennants.

But the spiritual power in his body had just been mobilized.

A long sword shining with lightning was already stabbing towards his face.

Master Yinfeng waved his sleeves, trying to use his advanced cultivation to forcibly scatter the long sword that had appeared!

As soon as his arm touched the sword.

This long sword shining with lightning directly cut the Yinfeng master's arm into two pieces like a knife cutting tofu.

The long sword's power remained unabated, and it plunged directly into the chest of the Yinfeng Master.

"boom!"

A muffled sound.

The sword pierced the chest of Master Yinfeng, and he fell straight down the mountain of Wuchen Peak.

The others all opened their mouths when they saw this scene.

He stared at the Yinfeng master who was slowly falling with wide eyes and a look of disbelief on his face.

I don't know who suddenly shouted: "Run!"

The crowd immediately dispersed and everyone fled.

The dense rain of swords fell towards these people like raindrops.

Some of them moved quickly and took the lead in evacuating the attack range of the sword rain before it hit.

And those who react slowly and have no time to escape will be in misfortune.

They were penetrated by a long sword.

No matter how powerful their defensive magic weapons are, or how much they focus on defensive skills, they will face this rain of swords.

They are as easy to penetrate as paper.

Soon, a burst of blood rained down from the sky above Wuchen Peak...

The Wuchen Peak disciples hiding in Bai Yu's Linglong Tower were all turned to stone.

They stared at the battle in mid-air with their mouths wide open!

Senior Brother Rongshan was so horrified that he lost the ability to speak: "Ah...Aba...no...impossible!!!"

Wan Zheng on the side quickly stuffed the dragon meat back into his arms and said with excitement: "Senior Brother, if it is Senior Brother Xiao, it is completely possible!"