Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 286 So This Is The Realm Of A Grandmaster!
Several people in a row were pierced between the eyebrows by the sword light and lost their vitality.

The audience was ebullient, and all the fighters changed their expressions in surprise, looking at the old sword formation sitting on the podium in horror, and the disciples of the seven masters behind him who were manipulating the sword formation.

But at this moment, the eight great masters and some masters of the porch reacted extremely quickly, and each of them unleashed a powerful attack, hitting the sword qi array net like a sky!

All of a sudden, all kinds of attacks, such as sword light, knife light, and palm-strength fist shadow, rushed into the sky, as if they wanted to tear apart the sword screen formed by the sword net.

however.

Ding bang!Ding bang!Ding bang!

After a burst of dense and brief impacts of gold and iron exploded, the sword curtain trembled slightly, splashing a flurry of dazzling sparks, blocking all attacks!
"This formation is centered on divine soldiers, and there is an old man named Zhenjian, the supreme master, and seven master disciples presiding over it. It is almost impossible to break it from the inside..."

The complexions of the masters became extremely ugly.

The eight great masters, plus a dozen masters of the profound entrance, and dozens of Qianlong geniuses all shot together, but they were unable to break through the sword formation.

"As the supreme master of Sword Formation, why did he take advantage of the preaching to set up such a sword formation, what benefits would he get if he killed us..."

Lin Bei frowned in puzzlement, not understanding why the sword formation master would set up such a sword formation.

It stands to reason that the old man of Zhenjian had no motive at all to kill the warriors who came to listen to the Dao.

Killing himself and others would not only be useless against the old man Jian, but would also offend martial arts masters and thousand-year-old families such as Xuanyuezong and the Sun family.

No matter how you look at it, it’s not worth the candle.

"Could it be that the old man Zhenjian noticed the quasi-divine weapon in my storage ring..."

Lin Bei couldn't figure it out, and couldn't help but think of the quasi-magic weapon in his storage ring.

The moment the sword old man unsheathed the simple divine weapon, he might be able to sense the quasi-sacred weapon that reacted strongly in his storage ring.

Could it be that the old man of Zhencheng Sword suddenly changed his face because of this?
If you think about it carefully, it is indeed possible. Although the old man Zhenjian has a magic weapon, but the magic weapon is rare in the world, and it is a priceless treasure. Who would dislike having an extra one.

But if this is the case, he can just capture himself directly, why spend so much effort to set up the sword array covering the whole field!

"No matter what, right now the old man of array sword seems to really have the idea of ​​driving everyone to death, so he must find a way to break through the formation..."

Lin Bei didn't want to sit still and wait for death, communicating with the quasi-soldier in the storage ring, ready to break through at any time.

He glanced at Luo Yiqing and saw her nodding towards him.

The two have been in love for a long time, and they have a tacit understanding. The moment their eyes meet, it can be seen that Luo Yiqing also thinks the same as him.

Facing the supreme master sitting in the fortress, the divine soldiers as the eyes of the formation, and the seven great masters assisting the coordinated sword formation, the only possibility that the two of them can think of to break through is the coming of the quasi-sacred soldiers!

This is the only way they can threaten the Grandmaster!
"Grandmaster Zhenjian, why are you doing this, why are you trapping us!"

Grandmaster Yueyang couldn't help asking.

However, the old man Zhenjian sat on the podium without moving, but showed a smile, which was unpredictable.

"kill!"

Accompanied by a vigorous and powerful voice sounded.

In the sword array, overwhelming sword intent suddenly emerged, shooting towards everyone present.

"not good!"

"Oops!"

"Get out of the way!"

The faces of all the warriors were horrified, and the idea of ​​dodging had just been born in their hearts, but they were pierced between the eyebrows by a series of sword intents.

"So fast! There's no way to hide!"

At the same moment, Lin Bei watched a sword intent shooting towards him, subconsciously wanted to dodge, but found that he seemed to be firmly locked by the sword intent, and his body could not even move.

He could only watch helplessly as the sword intent pierced through the void, crossed the space barrier, and penetrated into the center of his eyebrows in an instant.

The sword intent entered between the eyebrows, directly attacking Lin Bei's sea-conscious soul.

The terrifying edge gathered in one sword, as if it could penetrate everything in the world, and the fierce aura made Lin Bei's soul tremble, and he couldn't help shivering.

At this moment, Lin Bei felt the breath of death!
It was as if the god of death waved a sickle and hooked it towards his neck!

That kind of powerlessness, that kind of fear, that kind of struggle, all emotions exploded in an instant.

Between life and death, there is great terror!
"No! I can't die! I can't die—"

Lin Bei roared inwardly. Facing the approach of death, he used up every ounce of strength in his body to resist!

At the moment of life and death, the Infinity Sword burst out in the body, and it condensed to the limit in an instant, as if the whole body melted into a sharp sword!
The terrifying sword intent is like the essence, and a sword light that destroys all magics blooms in the sea of ​​consciousness!

Ding--

The two swords collided in the sea of ​​consciousness. First, there was a violent impact and explosion, and then the crisp sound of gold and iron was elongated, and the lingering sound seemed endless.

puff!
There was a sound of shattering bubbles, and the invading sword intent was pierced and dissipated in an instant.

Lin Bei's sword will rise from the sea of ​​consciousness, break through the shackles of the physical body, and rush to the sky, as if it can destroy all obstacles in the world!
But it was still blocked and eliminated by the sword formation and sky curtain after all.

However, Lin Bei also struggled out of the imprisoned state, and his body resumed his movements.

"That was just now..."

Lin Bei's pupils contracted. Although he was still in fear, he was surprised by his burst of sword intent.

But before he carefully realized the terrifying sword intent he had condensed, various noisy sounds came from his ears.

"I, I'm not dead..."

"I'm not dead, but just now I was pierced through the soul by a sword intent."

"Yes, yes, me too. Just now a sword intent entered the sea of ​​consciousness. I resisted desperately, but I still couldn't avoid the fate of being wiped out of my soul by the sword."

"It really feels like I'm dead, isn't this the world after death?"

Lin Bei glanced around for a week, and found that many warriors stood there blankly, with confused faces, and some were still stroking their limbs and pinching their faces.

And right now.

"Hahaha, the old man broke through to the true spirit realm! Eighteen years, a full eighteen years, the old man finally broke through to the grand master!"

A sound of ecstasy sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

Lin Bei's gaze was also attracted, and he cast his gaze along the source of the sound.

I saw a one-eyed middle-aged man with an excited expression, dancing and laughing wildly, and his body exuded a mighty coercion, the coercion of a master!

"Someone broke through the Grandmaster!"

Everyone's pupils shrank, and they all showed envy.

Just when everyone was discussing, a chuckle sounded again: "Grandmaster? So this is the grandmaster? I didn't expect it to be so easy for me to break through. I thought I would have to wait another two years!"

The voice was not loud, nor too excited, but the words were full of arrogance, as if breaking through the master was nothing more than that.

"What an arrogant tone!"

Everyone couldn't help but follow the prestige, and saw that the speaker was actually Sun Wujin who was sitting on the ninth futon.

And at this moment, Sun Wuban also exudes a guru's coercion all over his body!
(End of this chapter)