Seeing this scene, Gu Sheng, who had already given way, suddenly laughed out loud.
"Hahaha, I knew you wouldn't let them go so easily!"
"Lin Ji! You survived under the hands of Deputy Palace Master Bai and killed her for two hundred years. You are really powerful! I am not afraid to tell you that when you first came to Yunzhou and captured Beishang, I was spying on you secretly. But at that time, I didn’t dare to show up because of your reputation, which was really embarrassing!”
"Then how dare you show up now? Are you bullying the minority?"
"That's right, of course it's to bully the few with more!"
Gu Dachui's laughter became more and more wild, but just when he was waving the sledgehammer in his hand to block the road again, Li Jian looked at him coldly.
A glance made his smile freeze once again, and he quickly stepped aside in despair.
Seeing this, Lin Ji glanced at the thin figure and sighed slightly.
He felt some fighting spirit.
It was an extremely pure fighting spirit, not based on position or identity, it was just a desire to take action.
But there was Gu Sheng beside him. Although this guy looked extremely wretched, he was a Taoist after all.
Thinking of this, Lin Ji bowed.
"Lin just stays."
He waved his hand, and a ray of spiritual energy gathered in his hand, and then fell on Beishuang beside him.
"Lin Ji, what do you want?" Beishuang's complexion changed slightly. Before she could finish her words, the huge spiritual energy pushed her whole body and flew towards the south.
Seeing this scene, Gu Sheng subconsciously wanted to chase him.
At this moment, Li Jian said: "Let her go."
Gu Sheng immediately stopped.
Li Jian then looked at Lin Ji.
"I have no intention of embarrassing you. Just use your sword and leave on your own."
"A sword?" Lin Ji was surprised and couldn't understand.
Li Jian nodded slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved in an imperceptible arc.
"You also bear the inheritance of my Three Holy Cave. As an ancestor, I can't go too far if I look at the progress of the juniors below."
After saying that, Li Jian shook his head again and turned to Lin Ji slightly arching his hands.
"It's me, Meng Lang. My fellow Taoist has already entered the Taoist realm, so he should be treated as a peer. How come he is an ancestor and a junior? Fellow Taoist, please forgive me for being rude."
Hearing these words, Lin Ji's pupils shrank.
"Three Holy Cave? Are you always here?"
"Li Jian."
Lin Ji was at a loss.
"Once a saint."
Lin Ji's expression suddenly changed. The ancestor of Sansheng Cave turned out to be the deputy master of the Eternal Life Palace!
But before he could speak again, Li Jian had already drawn one of the two swords at his waist.
"Draw out your sword, you know what to use."
Feeling the gradually solidifying aura of the thin old man opposite him, Lin Ji took a deep breath.
He clearly knew that this sword might not be that simple, even if he just used the sword by himself.
The name "Sansheng Cave Human Saint" was so big that Lin Ji's heart almost rose to his throat just after hearing these few words.
The person in front of him is a more terrifying existence than Zhenren Yu Guhong.
Sansheng Cave is on par with Taiyi Sect. Master Gu Hong is the leader, but there is also his teacher above that.
The Sansheng Cave Rensheng should be a figure of the same generation as Master Gu Hong.
"The swordsmanship inherited from the saints, you should be the best in the swordsmanship of Sanshengdong?" As he said this, Lin Ji took out the Qingzhi sword.
"It used to be, but it's not now."
"Is the modern saint more powerful than you?"
"That's not true."
Lin Ji frowned in confusion.
Li Jianze still said calmly: "It's just that I am no longer from the Three Holy Cave."
Lin Ji nodded and tightened the hilt of the sword in his left hand.
Then, he closed his eyes suddenly.
In an instant, the huge power of the soul filled the space between heaven and earth, and everything around him became completely silent at this moment.
This is almost the first time since Lin Ji entered Taoism that he has fully mobilized the power of his soul.
This invisible but definite terrifying force turned into a pressure unique to Taoist monks and enveloped everything within a ten-mile radius.
Not far away, thousands of barbarian troops who occupied the official road march fainted at the same time. Immediately afterwards, many people's bodies collapsed in their sleep, turning into flesh and blood and dying inexplicably.
Farther away, a figure holding a broadsword beside the battlefield suddenly changed his expression, soared into the air, and looked to the north.
But nearby, Gu Sheng had already fled away without hesitation.
He was reborn after seizing his body, and he did not want to bear, nor dared to bear, such unbridled pressure from his soul.
He was so arrogant just now. If the guy across from him doesn't like him and momentarily deflects his sword, he will be in serious trouble on the spot.
Only Li Jian still maintained his nonchalant manner of holding the sword, looking at Lin Ji quietly.
Soon, he saw Lin Ji's soul come out of his body, and the Qingzhi Sword in his hand turned into the shadow of the Qingzhi Sword held in his right hand.
The smile on Li Jian's face became stronger, and he seemed to be extremely satisfied with Lin Ji's performance.
"As expected, the swordsmanship inheritance of my Sanshengdong cannot be hindered by just one arm."
And just as he spoke, Lin Ji's spirit opposite him was already waving the shadow of the long sword in his hand, and struck down with the sword.
In the sky, a huge sword cut through the sky, towering into the sky like a pillar of heaven, and then broke through the heavy clouds and fell down.
"Shen Shen!"
The two words, as light as a whisper, came out of Lin Ji's mouth, but they were sonorous and powerful, falling in Li Jian's ears very clearly.
Looking at the phantom of the huge sword that almost cut the sky into two pieces, Li Jian body remained in place without moving, and his soul clone also appeared behind him.
"Sacrifice God! Sacrifice yourself!"
His soul was much more agile than Lin Ji's. His physical body was always expressionless, but the expression on the face of his soul clone was extremely agile, even fanatical.
Unlike Lin Ji's Yuan Shen Sword Technique, which showed the shadow of the giant sword, Li Jian's Yuan Shen just faced the giant sword.
A sharp flash passed by.
The shadow of the giant sword fell heavily to the ground.
Rumble.
The ground shook and the mountains shook. A sword mark started from Lin Ji's feet, crossed Li Jian's body, and continued hundreds of meters into the distance.
And this is already the result of Lin Ji's spiritual condensation to the extreme. If he used it arbitrarily, the power would probably be several times greater.
But the bigger the power, the better.
When everything dissipates, the soul returns to the body again.
Lin Ji opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.
He sheathed his sword, but subconsciously wanted to raise his right hand. Then he realized that his soul was intact, but his physical body was missing an arm.
He holds the sword with his left hand.
After putting away the Qingzhi Sword, he looked at Li Jian who was looking at him with a smile on his face.
He touched his chest, near his heart, and there was a small black spot on his clothes.
That was Li Jian's counterattack just now, which penetrated his extremely terrifying Yuan Shen sword technique and hit his vital point easily. Although he is not in his prime now, it is obvious that he has failed.
"Thank you, senior, for giving me the sword." After thinking about it, Lin Ji bowed to the end.
"The juniors in Sansheng Cave are too useless. Fellow Taoist Lin is more pleasing to the eye."
After the words fell, Li Jian turned around.
As soon as he took two steps, he was already several miles away.
