Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

"Big, big master!"

The master who shot Lin Bei's sneak attack showed panic, and his arm was broken by a direct punch.

But before he could make any unnecessary reaction, Lin Bei had already stepped forward and punched him in the throat again!

Boom!

Throat exploded, blood and flesh spattered.

The grandmaster died with unsatisfactory eyes, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Overturning Heaven Sect!"

Lin Bei stretched out his hand to take a blood-colored pill, and understood that it was a magic martial pill, a product of the Futian Sect.

Obviously, the group of people in front of them are high-level members of the Futian Sect!

"cluck"

Laughter sounded like a wind chime, but it was like a life-threatening spell. I saw the blood-colored figure shuttle through the crowd, like a ghost, flying backwards when touched!

The crowd dispersed immediately, avoiding the bloody figure one after another.

"Blood Hand Witch!"

"Even the Futian Sect is involved"

Xiang Ji looked embarrassed, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"Three supreme masters."

The masters were terrified, and panicked in their hearts.

However, those who participated in this auction were not without top grandmasters, and someone immediately stood up: "Demon girl, this grandmaster is here to meet you!"

Whoosh!

Afterimages flickered, a cold and fierce swordsman appeared, holding a magic sword in his hand, his figure was like a hurricane, and he slashed towards the opponent suddenly.

"Great, it's the Hurricane Swordsman! The Great Master"

Someone exclaimed, and the tone was full of joy.

However, his joy did not last long, and two figures landed on the dome above.

"It's two great masters again!!"

Everyone's eyes were dull, and their hearts were filled with despair.

"Hahaha, let's kill!"

Of these two supreme masters, one of them was a bald-headed brawny man, filled with bloody aura, holding two blood-colored scimitars, and started a brutal killing.

Another emaciated old man with only a skeleton left, also sneered fiercely, and greeted the last supreme master in the final auction.

The current situation in Dafeng is turbulent, especially in the land of the three states bordering on the Black Mist Mountains. In order to compete for the recovery of the spiritual veins of heaven and earth, almost half of the top masters have gone to the Black Mist Mountains.

Even if it is a first-class force, there is no chance to compete, and many of the top masters also go to the theater.

This also led to the fact that although there were more grandmasters participating in this auction than before, only two top grandmasters participated.

"Damn it! How could it be?"

Xiang Ji and Xiang Zhuangyu suddenly felt bad.

They never expected that this auction would attract two of the six sects of magic to join forces.

A total of five top masters!

This auction was basically a complete mess. Not only that, the lives of the two of them may not be guaranteed.

If the two of them were buried here, plus the deaths and injuries of the top masters on the Black Mist Mountains, the mountain of the Xiang family might really be reduced to the bottom of the eight great families.

"Everyone, we are now facing life and death. Demon warriors are brutally murdered, especially the Golden Corpse Sect and the Futian Sect, who frequently kill people to refine corpses and refine alchemy. If it falls into their hands, it will definitely not end well."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiang Ji began to appease and mobilize the grandmasters present: "We have a large number of people, so there may not be no chance of winning!"

"Yes! We have a large number of people, so there may not be no hope!"

"That's right, we have a total of forty or fifty grandmasters, just one or two top grandmasters, if we swarm up, we may not be able to kill them!"

"Kill! Go together!"

The Grandmaster present was not an idle person, although he was flustered for a while, he quickly reacted.

Now that the entire auction has been shrouded in a formation, it is not so easy to escape. It is better to fight to the death and start a shopping battle against the two demon sects with the advantage of numbers.

In addition to the five great masters, there are actually [-] or [-] masters at the top of the two major demon sects, but the number is lower than that of the present masters.

At the top master level, the two sects have the upper hand.

But under the Supreme Grandmaster, those who participated in the auction had the upper hand.

"Everyone, I will hold the blood knife butcher, and the rest of you can take the opportunity to crack the formation."

There was a great master united with several great masters to stop the remaining supreme master, but he seemed to be more rational and didn't think that swarming up could really kill the supreme master, so he gave a second plan.

Theoretically speaking, if there are seven or eight great masters joining forces, it may not be impossible to kill the supreme master.

But the key point is that the auction space is not too large, with so many masters fighting together, it is impossible to achieve a perfect coordination.

It is estimated that at most two or three great masters can really fight against the top masters at close quarters, and the rest can only be substitutes.

What's more, there are many great masters in the two sects of magic, and the extra manpower they have is more masters.

On the grand master, there are at most four or five vacancies.

As for ordinary grandmasters, even if more than a dozen of them join forces, they may not be able to defeat the supreme grandmaster!

Therefore, it is best to break the formation, so that the vitality is greater.

"I know formation!"

"I can also form formations!"

Immediately, a great master took the lead to form four or five masters who understood the formation, and began to decipher the formation.

However, they haven't waited for them to start studying the method of cracking.

The formation is working again.

"Roar!!!"

One after another roared, like a thunderous explosion, resounding through the audience, the sound waves were full of chills, making people feel mentally painful.

"It's the White Tiger Roaring Killing Formation!"

The hearts of those who knew the formation suddenly became dark, and they knew that the formation was not so easy to crack.

And as waves of white tiger killing sound waves filled the audience, the grandmasters present were in a trance, and their combat power was greatly reduced.

"Oops!"

Luo Yiqing, who was in the midst of a fight, was struck by this howling sound wave, and her mind was in a trance for a moment, and the movements of her hands were sluggish for a moment.

"Hahaha, little girl, die!"

The two ghost masters surrounded Luo Yiqing, their faces were ferocious, their scarlet eyes flashed with cruelty, and they rushed towards each other at the same time.

This girl is good at using swords, and her swordsmanship is very similar to Xuan Yuezong's Zhenpai's unique skills, beheading two of her own masters one after another.

Now he is finally going to die in the hands of the two of them.

"If this person is really Luo Yiqing, maybe he can take it to the higher-ups to receive the reward!"

Such a thought flashed in the mind of one of the grand masters, and he slapped Luo Yiqing with sharp claws and cold light.

In the past few years, the conflict between the Golden Corpse Sect and the Xuanyue Sect has become more and more intense, and they are about to go to war.

"Ok?"

The Grandmaster of the Golden Corpse Sect suddenly felt a chill passing over his body.

"not good."

Immediately afterwards, his vision began to shake and blur, and he realized something was wrong instantly.

Whoosh!

After the afterimage flickered, Lin Bei's face was stern, and the bright sword light shrank.

And those two Golden Corpse Sect masters who killed Luo Yiqing, their bodies were already separated and they fell heavily to the ground.

"Thank you."

Luo Yiqing came back to her senses, with lingering fears in her heart, and was about to thank Lin Bei.

But Lin Bei's voice sounded first: "Follow me."

Hearing this, Luo Yiqing's pupils shrank, and a look of surprise appeared on her face: "Yes, it's you."

Hearing that familiar voice, the voice that often sounded in sleep, she was very familiar with it, but it suddenly appeared at this moment, which made her feel a little unreal, like a dream. I
But subconsciously, she followed behind Lin Bei. (end of this chapter)