"oh?"

Lin Yi looked at the sword light with a smile. The chains in his hand flew up. With a loud bang, two white dragon-like sword energy were shattered by the chains, but the iron chain made of the top-grade black iron was cut into pieces.

"This person has a very high cultivation level."

Although the middle-aged Taoist holding the sword cut off the chain with one sword, the tiger's mouth was shattered, blood flowed, and his whole arm was sore and numb.

He didn't know that Lin Yi deliberately restrained his strength. Lin Yi saw these people's tone and knew that he had never expected that he had come in person.

He knew that the practitioners who had never really seen him fight would never feel that they could not defeat him. At this time, there were many practitioners in this place of practice. He knew that even if the other party knew that he was Lin Yi, he would probably try to kill him. But when he thought, if they killed them directly as soon as they came up, if these people fled in scattered and the leader escaped, it would be very troublesome to track down the truth.

So when he came up, he had already told Li Sanyu not to call him General Lin in front of these people.

Although he was strong at this time, he deliberately created the illusion that the other party might be able to deal with him.

"I have already taken your sword, and you will also take me."

Lin Yi jumped forward and took the cut iron chain with his right hand and directly hit the middle-aged Taoist.

The middle-aged Taoist did not dare to take it head-on, and retreated in horror. However, Lin Yi's right-hand strike was just a false move. His left hand shook slightly and a bang sounded. The iron chain in his left hand was like a rattlesnake suddenly raised his head, and he rushed upwards. One end of the iron chain went straight into the arms of the middle-aged Taoist.

The middle-aged Taoist's entire right arm was sore and weak at this time, and he could barely hold the sword. When he saw the iron chain suddenly into his arms, he was shocked. The true energy in his body surged towards his right arm, forcibly swinging the sword to slash towards the iron chain.

Another sound of sound came out.

The middle-aged Taoist could not hold the sword, and the broad sword in his hand flew upwards. The iron chain had not stopped and hit his chest, which made him squirt blood from his mouth, and he flew backwards into the door.

"If the gate of Chaotian is not facing the sky, how can it be considered Chaotianmen?"

Lin Yi didn't even look at the middle-aged Taoist. His eyes fell above the gate of the Taoist temple. With his actions, the iron chain at least five or six feet long in his left hand swept up like a black python.

With a roar, the door frame above the Taoist temple gate was broken and countless broken wood and rocks fell down.

There were screams outside the door.

For the practice sect, if someone comes to challenge, seriously injure or even kills his disciples, this may be possible, but breaking down the mountain gate is already an indelible grudge.

The rocks and wood fell to the ground like a waterfall, and smoke and mist rushed towards him. Li Sanyu felt his mind shake when he stood behind Lin Yi, but when he saw Lin Yi standing motionlessly, like a mountain, he was just very admiring in his heart, but he did not have any fear at all.

"You crazy guy, dare to tear down my palace gate."

A crisp shout was accompanied by a shrill roar.

A gray handleless sword flew out from the bottom of a gray wood. When the shrill sound of breaking through the air sounded, it was less than a few feet above Lin Yi's head.

Lin Yi let go of the long chain in his left hand and stretched out a little leisurely. When a sword energy condensed out of thin air, with a sound, the flying sword was directly shaken out of thin air.

Then he raised his toes, but he picked up the broad sword of the middle-aged Taoist before. He reached out to catch the broad sword and stabbed directly at the iron ring connected to the shorter iron chain in his hand.

With a clanging sound.

This broad sword was like a sheath, and it was directly stuck in one of the iron rings on the iron chain.

"What does this person mean? Do you want to show your achievements and collect the swordsman's swords that were defeated by him and insert them on this iron chain?" In the Chaotian Palace, the Taoist man wearing a white jade crown and a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes had already arrived at a high platform at the entrance of the Taoist temple. In addition to them, there were three people on the platform here. One of them was an old Taoist in a black Taoist robe. He looked at least seventy years old, his hair and beard were snow-white, but the skin on his face was as red and tender as a baby.

In addition to this old man, another one is a young man in a gorgeous costume who is only eighteen or nineteen years old, and another is a middle-aged man dressed in a merchant. He stood with his hands behind his back at this time, but he felt like a master.

The first person to make a sound at this time was the young man in gorgeous clothes with red lips and white teeth.

"The little prince said something, and there are many records of such practitioners in the classics. Some sects even like to collect the swords of their opponents, put them in the sect to show off, accumulate swords and even form towers." The Taoist wearing a white jade crown praised him, but turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man who looked like a merchant, "Can Brother Jiang see how this person takes action?"

"This kind of sword energy is not like an ordinary means of condensing the energy of the true essence, but like some alien sword energy." The middle-aged man with a merchant looked like a merchant shook his head and said, "This method is very similar to the sword energy of the Jingnian Sect of our Southern Dynasties, but it is essentially different. Instead, it looks like the means of some sects of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and I can't recognize it. I just look at this person with ease and no effort at all. I'm afraid it's to save the true essence. I think it's at least at the middle level of the divine mind."

"Today's gathering of talented people in Chaotian Palace, let alone the middle level of divine consciousness, even the peak of divine consciousness will make him come and go." The old Taoist wearing a black Taoist robe smiled grimly.

Cultivators often have the skills to keep their faces alive. This old Taoist looks over seventy years old, but his actual age is probably at least several dozen years old. However, a practitioner of his age seems to be the most popular. At this time, he smiled grimly and looked at the Chaotian Palace Gate that was completely opened, with murderous aura in his eyes. "Now the sword formation has been established, and it may not be possible whether he can pass this sword formation."

"Master Sang, I'm a little interested in this person. If this person falls into the sword formation later, I'll ask you to tell your disciples and grandchildren, so that they can keep their hands as much as possible and keep a living." The young man in gorgeous clothes with red lips and white teeth smiled.

At this time, smoke and dust were everywhere in front of the mountain gate. The middle-aged Taoist who was gushing out of his mouth was quickly helped away by two Taoist people. The blood was sprinkled all over the floor. However, the young man in the gorgeous clothes seemed to have been used to the dripping blood, and he seemed to have no disgust in his heart.

"That's natural, I have to ask him clearly what his origin." The old Taoist priest nodded immediately. He didn't seem to be disrespectful to the young man.

"Is this the Yin Lei Sword Formation?"

Lin Yi had already sensed that the middle-aged Taoist's attack and the flying sword were all for delaying the formation of the Neili Sword Formation, but he was not in a hurry. However, when the gate of the Heavenly Palace broke, he looked forward on the gravel and remnants of wood, but he was slightly surprised.

On the open space behind the palace gate, there are seventeen Qingshan Taoist men standing in different directions, all holding swords in their right hand and pinching sword techniques in their left hand.

The auras on their bodies were traction and shocking, causing more energy of heaven and earth. Even the cold water vapor on one side of the river was constantly pulled out and condensed around them.

Behind them, there was a cloud of gray water vapor surging, looking like a ghost.
Chapter completed!