Chapter 1672
"Hahaha! You are just dreaming! Don't think that I will be afraid of you just because you are the master's disciple. Don't say that you are still a cripple. Even if you are not crippled, you can't do anything to all of us!"
Zhen Shaoming laughed arrogantly, and he was completely blackened. He shouted: "All disciples listen to my order. The Sword Sect can no longer accommodate us. Begging for mercy is a dead end. Why don't we rise up today, take down Lin Jichen, slaughter this branch temple, and join the Blood Refining Hall with me. With Lin Jichen as a hostage, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. The Sword Sect can't do anything to us!"
This statement was instantly supported by everyone. After all, Lin Jichen said that he would not give him a chance. Surrendering means death, and resistance still has a glimmer of hope. It's better to fight back!
For a moment, the battle started instantly.
Zhen Shaoming and Wang Ziru had a tacit understanding and decisively attacked Lin Jichen, wanting to strike first and gain the upper hand.
Lin Jichen said nothing about this, and an ordinary flying sword appeared in his hand.
This is an ordinary earth-grade flying sword, which is completely different from the wind-disaster sword.
The reason why Lin Jichen used it was not because he underestimated the enemy, but because the wind-disaster sword was too evil. He had a premonition that the evil disaster was coming soon. If he started a killing spree today, he would be immediately attacked.
It's a pity that the Jade Frost Sword and the Ancient Sword were scrapped during the tribulation, otherwise he wouldn't have used this ordinary earth-grade flying sword.
But it was enough to deal with this small scene.
Zhen Shaoming and Wang Ziru not only took action themselves, but thousands of disciples behind them formed a sword formation at the same time. Judging from their tacit cooperation, it seemed that they had rehearsed it long ago and were waiting for this day.
Clang clang clang!
Thousands of flying swords flew out from their hands, with various colors of light lingering on the sword bodies, like gorgeous neon blooming in the sky, and then turned into an overwhelming sword net, heading towards Lin Jichen alone!
Zhen Shaoming and Wang Ziru also decisively drew their swords, both of them used their strongest blows, trying to take down Lin Jichen with lightning speed!
"Thousands of swords!"
"Sword force of rainstorm!"
The dense sword energy was like a torrential rain, and the sword force was like a tide!
Lin Jichen looked so weak and helpless under these countless sword shadows, as if he would be swallowed up at any time.
Seeing that Lin Jichen did not move, as if he was scared silly, Zhen Shaoming was not happy, but his eyelids twitched, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
But at this time, he could only suppress his emotions and pour all his magic power into the long sword in his hand, trying to kill him!
Just as all the flying swords were about to arrive, Lin Jichen raised his mouth slightly, twisted the sword with one hand, and the earth-grade flying sword in his hand instantly emitted a crisp sword hum.
As he raised his hand, he swung a sword seemingly casually!
Buzz!
A terrifying sword energy suddenly burst out, turning into a silver dragon, roaring at the world.
"Sword Heart Phase·Silver Dragon Judgment!"
At this moment, all the attacks were ruthlessly crushed by this sword!
Zhen Shaoming and Wang Ziru were shocked, and tens of thousands of disciples behind them were stunned and numb.
At this moment, they finally knew how strong Lin Jichen was. This master disciple, the strongest sword cultivator in the Enlightenment Realm, surpassed Chu Tianhan. How terrifying is his existence!
Even the silver dragon sword energy has not ended at all. It carries the remaining power and blasts towards the crowd again.
For a moment, countless disciples of the branch temples did not have time to react, but were hit by the sword energy and completely died.
Blood rained down from the sky, and the blood of countless disciples sprayed all over the world. They never figured out until they died that so many of them could not stop the power of Lin Jichen's sword!
After the silver dragon disappeared, the field became much quieter.
Liu Hanbin was sweating and trembling, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.
The mountains of corpses and the sea of blood flowed like a river.
Tens of thousands of disciples were mostly killed or injured.
As the chief and deputy elders, Zhen Shaoming and Wang Ziru were the first to be killed in seconds because they were at the front. They couldn't even find their bones and were crushed into slag!
Liu Hanbin was breathing rapidly, and the cold sweat on his back had soaked his clothes.
Is this still a human? ? ?
Liu Hanbin shouted in his heart.
Lin Jichen's sword completely refreshed his cognition.
It turns out that the cultivators in the enlightenment realm can be so strong, it's simply abnormal! Abnormal among abnormalities!
He even had serious doubts about his own strength. He had practiced hard for decades, but what had he done?
After one sword, less than 20% of the disciples were left on the field.
These people had been scared silly. After they came to their senses, they only made two decisions at the first moment, half of them ran away, and the other half begged for mercy on the spot.
"Elder Liu, what are you still standing there for?"
Lin Jichen said lightly.
Liu Hanbin quickly agreed and immediately led the other disciples to kill the remaining disciples.
The surviving disciples had been scared out of their wits, so Liu Hanbin and his team were very smooth and quickly cleaned up the fish that slipped through the net without any effort..
The dust settled.
Liu Hanbin hurriedly took his disciples back to Lin Jichen to report.
"Report to Elder Lin, all the disciples who have fallen into the devil's way have been cleared out!"
Liu Hanbin looked at Lin Jichen with fanatic eyes.
He was still like this, not to mention the disciples behind him, each of them looked at Lin Jichen with eyes full of admiration.
In any world, the strong are respected. Lin Jichen's strength is beyond their cognitive limits and completely conquered them.
Lin Jichen seemed very calm and smiled: "Well done, I see you are all very energetic. In this case, why don't you follow me to the Blood Refining Hall and eliminate this evil sect."
"I will follow Elder Lin's order!"
Liu Hanbin agreed very readily.
Before, he had been worried that Lin Jichen, who was seriously injured, was not strong enough, but now he dared not think so.
He was going to destroy a sect at will. Although the other party was a second-rate sect after all, Liu Hanbin still had great confidence in Lin Jichen!
Lin Jichen did not disappoint them. After leading the team away, he returned to the branch temple in just one day.
He had successfully wiped out the Blood Refining Hall. A second-rate sect with only a demon cultivator in the Enlightenment Realm could not stop Lin Jichen at all. He easily wiped out the other party with thousands of disciples. It was neat and tidy.
The internal and external problems of the branch temple were solved. Lin Jichen sent a voice transmission to Leng Feiyan to explain what happened.
Leng Feiyan said that he did a good job after listening, but did not let him come back immediately. Instead, she made an excuse that there were too few people in the branch temple now, so she asked him to stay there first and wait for her to transfer some disciples there, and also asked him to hand over the management of the branch temple to Liu Hanbin.
The implication was that he should take this opportunity to quickly heal his arm, and someone would handle the affairs of the branch temple.
Lin Jichen was also very sensible. After receiving the order, he decisively let Liu Hanbin return to be the chief elder and manage the branch temple. He left the branch temple on time, under the pretext of going out to find medicinal herbs for healing.
He went nowhere and went straight to a destination, which was Xuanyi Sect!
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