Half a day later, Lin Yan landed on a desert island dozens of miles in size, with a cold expression and a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

Wang Qingshan participated in the sword fighting competition held by Wanjianmen and became famous. Lin Yan had naturally seen Wang Qingshan's portrait. Wang Qingshan had the same cultivation level as him. Lin Yan was not afraid of Wang Qingshan. He had dual spiritual roots and cultivated It was a ground-level skill. Even if he was defeated, he still had the confidence to escape unscathed.

Not long after, Wang Qingshan chased after him and stopped over the island. When he saw Lin Yan stopped, he was a little surprised. He quickly released his consciousness and quickly passed over the entire island, but did not find the aura of other immortal cultivators.

"You are very brave if you dare to chase me."

Lin Yan looked cold and said with murderous intent.

"Your Majesty, if you dare to stop, you are very courageous."

Wang Qingshan's tone was indifferent, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.

"Huh, let's see who is braver."

Lin Yan's face turned cold, and a yellow light flashed in his hand, and a yellow bronze mirror appeared in his hand. There were some flame patterns on the edge of the bronze mirror.

There was a roar, and countless yellow thunder flames surged out from it, flying towards Wang Qingshan head-over-heels.

Wang Qingshan's expression remained as usual. With a flick of his sleeve, a cyan flying sword flew out and landed on his hand. With a flick of his wrist, a large piece of cyan sword energy flew out like a peacock spreading its tail, facing the incoming yellow thunder and fire.

Boom!

The dense cyan sword energy shattered the yellow thunder fire, and the yellow thunder fire turned into a large piece of yellow flame, covering a large area of ​​cyan sword energy. The two died together, and a powerful air wave spread in all directions.

An irresistible force of gravity emerged out of thin air, and Wang Qingshan's body fell uncontrollably toward the ground.

Lin Yan stood on the ground, a dazzling yellow light lit up on his body, and half of the island turned into a yellow desert. A strong wind blew up, and countless yellow gravel flew up, turning into yellow sand blades, hitting the ground overwhelmingly. Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan pinched the sword technique, and the phantoms of cyan flying swords appeared out of thin air around him. The phantoms quickly materialized and flew around him. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and a powerful air flow emerged out of thin air. A loud whistling sound was heard in the void. There was a harsh sound breaking through the air.

As soon as the yellow sand blade came within ten feet of Wang Qingshan, it was crushed to pieces by the powerful airflow and turned into a large piece of yellow sand that disappeared.

The void above Wang Qingshan's head fluctuated, and countless yellow lights emerged, turning into a yellow hill and slamming into Wang Qingshan.

At the same time, countless yellow thunder fires flew out and turned into a yellow thunder python that was more than ten feet long. Its body was surrounded by thunder light, and it rushed towards Wang Qingshan with its teeth and claws.

The sea surface near the island was violently rolling and surging, and two huge blue shells surfaced. A young woman in her early thirties and a tall and thin man in a blue shirt stood inside the blue shells. He is clearly a pill-forming monk.

Lin Yan dared to fight with Wang Qingshan because he had something to rely on. Sword cultivators of the same level were almost invincible. This was the consensus among the immortal cultivators. However, it was difficult for two fists to beat four hands. Lin Yan believed that if the three of them joined forces, Wang Qingshan would not be his opponent.

Lin Yan is at the sixth level of alchemy formation, and the other two alchemy monks are at the third level of alchemy formation.

The young woman in the blue dress used a crystal clear blue jade shuttle, and dense blue filaments flew out, flying towards Wang Qingshan. Wherever the blue filaments passed, there was a sound of breaking through the air, as if Sharp tools cut the air generally.

The man in green shirt held out a green flag, and with a slight wave, hundreds of giant wind blades as big as door panels flew out.

The young woman in the blue skirt flicked her fingers, and a blue light flew out. The man in the green shirt grabbed his right palm into the void, and a strong wind blew up. A large green hand suddenly appeared near Wang Qingshan's head, wrapped in a strong wind, and he quickly photographed it.

Wang Qingshan's expression became solemn. He pinched his sword skills, and a clear sword cry sounded from the flying swords around him. Thousands of cyan flying swords gathered together and turned into a cyan disc several feet in size, spinning around. , there was a loud sound breaking through the air, and countless green sword energy flew out, shooting in all directions.

He shook his sleeves, and seven cyan flying swords flew out. One of the cyan flying swords was dim, and the seven cyan flying swords merged into one, turning into a cyan rainbow more than ten feet long, and slashed towards the yellow hill.

Boom!

The yellow hill was smashed to pieces by the cyan Changhong, causing dust to fly. Wang Qingshan swayed and appeared more than ten feet away, avoiding the big cyan hand. All other attacks were blocked by the dense cyan sword energy, and the roar continued.

An astonishing sword intent rushed out of Wang Qingshan, and he stepped forward and made the phantom of the cyan flying sword appear out of thin air. The phantom quickly materialized and flew around him. The air flow suddenly surged and rolled, making a loud sound as it broke through the air.

Not long after, a blue tornado more than twenty feet high appeared out of thin air, and swept towards Lin Yan amid a harsh sound of breaking through the air.

The cyan tornado is formed by thousands of cyan flying swords flying rapidly, releasing streams of cyan sword energy from time to time.

The young woman in the blue dress turned cold, and struck a spell on the blue jade shuttle. The light of the blue jade shuttle rose sharply, turning into a blue light and heading straight towards the blue tornado.

The green flag in the hand of the man in green shirt burst out with dazzling green light, and a huge green wind dragon flew out and pounced on the green tornado with its fangs and claws.

Lin Yan was surrounded by strong winds, and countless yellow gravels were swept high into the sky by the strong winds, turning into a yellow hill more than ten feet high, and smashed into the green tornado.

He opened his mouth, spit out a red-yellow sword, fell on his hand, and slashed into the void ahead. There was a loud sound as it broke through the air, and dozens of huge yellow sword shadows flew out, weaving into a big net of death. Covering the blue tornado.

There was a loud roar, the green tornado more than doubled in size, and dense green sword energy flew out.

Boom!

There was a huge roar, and no one could get within ten feet of the blue tornado, no matter how spiritual or magical it was.

Lin Yan's eyes flashed with a stern look, and the yellow sword in his hand spun rapidly. A powerful air current emerged out of thin air. His whole body was wrapped in yellow gravel, turning into a yellow tornado more than ten feet high, wrapping him inside and quickly greeting him. Toward the cyan tornado.

Boom!

The green and yellow tornadoes collided. The yellow sword energy and the green sword energy collided with each other. A turbulent air wave quickly spread in all directions, rolling up a lot of dust.

"Break it for me."

The yellow tornado suddenly emitted a large red-yellow flame, and the size of the cyan tornado continued to shrink, as if it was integrated into the yellow tornado.

"Man and sword unite!"

Wang Qingshan shouted coldly from the green tornado, and a giant green sword light flew out, slashing towards the yellow tornado.
Chapter completed!