Immortality Martial Arts: Starting from the Sword Drawing Technique

Flags one after another were inserted into the sea and islands, and formed a formation, picking up the turbulent sea water, forming a mysterious water barrier, rolling and rolling, isolating the Xu Clan's Martial Saint from outside!

Within the formation, on the giant battleship, Sheng Yangli and a group of clansmen were presiding over the formation.

The Xuanshui Formation is unpredictable, and each drop of Xuanshui weighs ten thousand tons. When combined, it is as if an entire ocean has been sucked into the air. It is extremely powerful and can be attacked or defended, but the defensive power is stronger than the offensive, and not as powerful. Consume energy!

Although the Sheng clan only has three martial saints, they are obviously much weaker than the Xu clan camp.

But huddled in the formation, he could still barely hold on.

"The people of the Sheng clan are really shy!"

"Haha, they have been turtles for thousands of years and are used to it!"

The two Domain Martial Saints of the Sheng Clan had a joking look on their faces. Although they were mocking, the movements in their hands did not slow down. The powerful Domain Laws continued to impact the Xuanshui Burial Sea Formation!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Xuanshui barrier was shaken by the explosion, but a steady stream of seawater was picked up by the formation and transformed into Xuanshui, instantly making up for the formation.

The warriors of the Sheng clan in the formation didn't know how long they could hold on, or how long they could hold on.

But the hatred instilled in their hearts over the years and the sense of mission to restore the glory of the ancient tribe drove them to persist to the death.

Even if I pay my name for it, I won’t hesitate!

"They are already at the end of their strength. In another two or three days, they will definitely be able to break through the formation!"

The purple-robed Martial Saint laughed loudly, his tone full of pride: "By then, the Sheng Clan will be destroyed!"

But before he could finish his words, a cold and murderous voice suddenly sounded from the horizon: "Insulting our noble clan will be punished!"

Along with the icy sound, the rough sea surface was instantly condensed into ice, paving it into a glacier channel.

Boom!

I only heard his voice but didn't see him. A purple thunderbolt, like a punishment from heaven, passed through the sky and struck towards the purple-robed martial saint of the Xu clan in an instant!

The purple-robed Martial Saint was startled by the cold killing voice, and the next moment he felt that he was enveloped in substantial killing intent, and his body became stiff.

"Martial Ancestor!!!"

The purple-robed Martial Saint looked horrified. Before he could make any move, the mighty purple sky thunder had already streaked across the sky and appeared in front of him. It quickly enlarged in his pupils and was about to engulf him!

"My life is at an end."

The purple-robed Martial Saint felt despair, and a picture from his lifetime emerged in his mind.

But just when the purple sky thunder was about to hit the purple-robed martial saint, the sky suddenly darkened, and the storm on the sea seemed to be paused.

A dark and void power suddenly descended, infecting the sky like splashing ink, and instantly swallowed up the menacing purple sky thunder!

Immediately, the void shrouded thousands of miles in radius.

The water calmed down, the storm dissipated, and there was a deathly silence, like a dark picture.

In the scroll, an ethereal female figure is vaguely visible.

"Ancestor!"

The purple-robed Martial Saint wiped away his sweat and hurriedly bowed to the ethereal figure to thank him.

Uh-huh!

A white-clothed figure appeared, revealing the appearance of Sheng Yanling. His body was entangled with thunder from the purple sky, and the laws of heaven's punishment spread out, creating a thousand-mile thunder field in an instant.

"Ancestor!"

"It's the ancestor!!"

"Great, the ancestor is here to save us!"

In the Xuanshui Burial Sea Formation, the Sheng clan warriors burst into tears and danced excitedly.

Although thousands of years have passed, the people who met the ancestors have long since passed away, and even though several martial saints have never met Sheng Yanling himself, their glory for the ancient clan continues to this day.

The backbone of everything is the ancestor of the Sheng clan—Martial Ancestor Sheng Yanling!

With Martial Ancestor here, they are one of the strongest ancient clans!

Restoring the past glory and taking revenge is the strongest cohesion of the entire ancient clan!

Now that they finally saw their ancestors, the warriors of the Sheng clan all cried with joy, feeling that their wishes were half fulfilled.

Uh-huh!

Two figures were released from Sheng Yanling's cave.

"Go, support them!"

Lin Bei called Zhao Caiyan and flew towards the Xuanshui Burial Sea Formation.

Xu Wutian glanced at the two of them, and the power of void swept towards them like a scroll.

"Your opponent is me!"

Sheng Yanling snorted coldly, and thousands of thunders surged, forming a sea of ​​thunder and lightning, colliding with the laws of the void.

"Haha, your Sheng clan has fallen to this point. They can't survive without me doing it myself!"

Xu Wutian was stopped when he took action, but he was not discouraged and stopped attacking Lin Bei and the two. Instead, he chuckled and released a figure from the cave sky.

"Dongtian Martial Saint!"

Sheng Yanling's expression condensed, and she felt a little anxious.

She sent out several Zixiao divine thunders and headed towards the Dongtian Martial Saint.

"Since you won't let me take action, then neither of us can take action!"

Xu Wutian's voice was ethereal, with a bit of coldness, and Xu Wutian's helplessness spread away, intercepting the Zixiao Divine Thunder first.

"You are indeed so despicable. You used my people to lure me out to sea, and you also lurked here."

Sheng Yanling frowned slightly and looked at Xu Wutian coldly.

"Since ancient times, heroes have been judged on success or failure. Since you died a thousand years ago, it would be better not to come back to life!"

The ethereal and ethereal voice of Xu Wutian carried strong killing intent, and the boundless force of Xu Wu rushed towards Sheng Yanling.

“It’s still unclear who will win!”

Sheng Yanling's eyes became fierce, and the sea of ​​thunder gathered in the sky, turning into thousands of thunders, blasting towards the void sky.

In an instant, both of them became serious, and it was no longer just a test like before in the Sword and Halberd Mountains.

"Dongtian Martial Saint!"

Lin Bei, who was supporting the Sheng clan members with Zhao Caiyan, suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure heading this way quickly, and his expression suddenly froze.

It was easy to tell that this was a Dongtian Martial Saint!

"It's not that I can't deal with the Third Heavenly Martial Saint, but"

Lin Bei looked towards the Sheng clan again.

In the Sheng Clan camp, under the impact of the void laws of the void sky, the Xuanshui Sea Burial Formation instantly shattered. Fortunately, with the protection of Sheng Yanling's Purple Sky Divine Thunder, they were able to safely retreat thousands of miles away.

At this moment, the two martial ancestors took action with all their strength and no longer had time to distract from the battle between their clansmen.

The Sheng clan has one Domain Martial Saint and two Law Martial Saints.

There are two Domain Martial Saints and three Law Martial Saints from the Xu Clan.

Without the protection of the formation, the Sheng clan fell into an obvious disadvantage.

Lin Bei just took a look and quickly made a decision. He summoned Qianyuan Tianzun directly with a swish.

Then he ordered: "Dongtian Martial Saint is entrusted to you!"

"I have to fight and kill again, I'm such an old man."

Qianyuan Tianzun sighed, but still stayed on the spot and stopped the Dongtian Martial Saint of the Xu clan.

Lin Bei, on the other hand, took Zhao Caiyan and continued to rescue the warriors of the Sheng clan.

The joining of the two men just equalized the strength of both parties.

"A killing spree!"

A flash of purple thunder flashed in Lin Beileng's eyes, with murderous intent. (End of chapter)