The three ancient clans gathered, and their endless coercion condensed out.

Qing Jue raised his head, and his gaze swept out like a real sword, landing on Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan took a step back, looking at the dozens of figures that suddenly appeared in front of him with a shocked face.

There are more than twenty people from the Qinglong clan, the White Tiger clan, and the Xuanwu clan, and all of them are Lingwu realm martial artists.

Feeling the coercion beside him, a smile rose at the corner of Jian Yu's mouth, and he took a step without hesitation.

Several Ten Thousand Feather Sword Sect elders followed closely behind Jian Yu, and for a while, there were nearly forty Spirit Martial Realm martial artists standing on the side of the Sword God Gate.

The momentum skyrocketed again, and in the face of the coercion of nearly forty Spirit Martial Realm martial artists, Lin Xuan couldn't resist, Yu Fang couldn't resist either, and the purple python couldn't resist even more, and its body retreated a few steps backwards.

His face was slightly pale, Lin Xuan looked at Qing Jue and the others with a solemn look in his eyes, and he didn't expect to involve the four ancient clans in the end.

Although the four ancient clans have fallen now, the strength of the four ancient clans is still no less than that of the second-rate top sects.

Now facing the pressure of the three ancient clans plus the Ten Thousand Feather Sword Sect, Lin Xuan felt powerless.

However, Lin Xuan did not give up, if he gave up, then the faces of the three of them would be wiped out today.

Lin Xuan raised his head and looked towards the floating island in the distance, where there was a dense crowd of people, most of whom were people from second-rate sects.

If a sect wants to gain a foothold on the Martial God Continent, it must have allies, and the Zixiao Sect is an ally of the Divine Seal Sect.

But the Divine Seal Sect's ally was not only one of the Zixiao Sect, at least, when Lin Xuan raised his head, two more sect masters of the second-rate sect stood up, stepped into the air, and walked to Lin Xuan's side.

For a while, the number of Spirit Martial Realm martial artists on Lin Xuan's side had increased a lot, and their power was no less than that of the three ancient clans.

"If you help each other, then Lin Xuan will definitely not forget today's feelings!" Lin Xuan whispered, his voice wafting out and resounding in everyone's ears.

For a while, dozens of third-rate sect masters stood up and walked towards Lin Xuan.

The sect masters of those second-rate sects were also ready to move, but they did not move, obviously considering the pros and cons.

The whole situation changed again just because of Lin Xuan's words, more and more third-rate sect masters stood up, and there were more and more Lingwu Realm martial artists on Lin Xuan's side, and their coercion was becoming more and more terrifying.

Looking at this scene, the people from the Immortal Sect below were in an uproar, and the development of this matter had greatly surprised them.

If it weren't for the strength of the three ancient clans, perhaps, some non-mainstream sects would also stand up.

Looking at the more and more figures, Qing Jue Jian couldn't help frowning, he still underestimated the influence of the Divine Seal Sect in these sects.

Although the Four Ancient Clans have great prestige on the mainland, the Four Great Ancient Clans rarely interact with other sects, so the Four Great Ancient Clans have no friendship with other sects.

The Divine Seal Sect is different, and has close contacts with other sects, so it has a certain friendship with some second-rate sects.

Jee Lin and Xuan Blade were silent, but when more and more people came forward, they also felt a pressure.

Glancing at the figure beside him, the corners of Lin Xuan's mouth raised, and he looked at Qing Jue and the others with a somewhat provocative taste, the Divine Seal Sect was different from the four ancient clans, and the four ancient clans had been isolated from the world for too long.

The coercion formed by the convergence of dozens of Spirit Martial Realm martial artists came to his body, and Jian Yu felt a burst of oppression, and his breath became rapid.

The air sword swirled, its whining sound resounding all the time. Jian Xue looked at the more and more figures lightly, and the battle intent in her eyes became stronger.

Seeing this, Jian Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly, his senior brother really didn't care about the occasion.

Suddenly, Jian Yu's gaze couldn't help but look at those sect masters on the Floating Island, his gaze wandering over those people and Han Jian and the others, revealing a hint of contemplation.

Stepping out, under the puzzled gaze of Qing Jue and the others, Jian Yu took several steps in a row, turned around, and looked at those figures on the floating island,

"Sect Master of the Heavenly Snow Sect, Pavilion Master of the Overlord Sword Pavilion, Sect Master of the Fire Dance Sect, Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sword Sect Heavenly Machine Pavilion Master, you have not forgotten the scene a few months ago!" At this moment, Jian Yu suddenly said a strange word.

The cheers rang out like thunder, resounding in the sky. Hearing this, most of the people looked at Jian Yu strangely?

What's wrong with this guy? Is he looking for a helper? Most people are full of doubts about Jian Yu's move.

Lin Xuan was also puzzled, could it be that those sects had any friendship with the Sword God Sect? But how could this be, the Sword God Sect was only a non-mainstream sect now, and those sects were all second-rate sects, and they were not in the same circle at all, so how could there be any intersection.

It was Qing Jing and the others who knew Jian Yu's intentions, but would those people make a move in the face of the five generations?

The Pavilion Master of the Sword Suppression Pavilion was originally sitting on the top of the building and cultivating, and the voice of Jian Yu suddenly sounded in his ears, hearing this, the Pavilion Master of the Sword Pavilion suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on the five people in the distance in the distance, it turned out to be those people at the beginning.

The master of the Sword Pavilion couldn't help but see the white-clothed figure like snow in front of his eyes, he still couldn't forget that sword, that kind of sword intent, it turned out that he was a member of the Sword God Sect.

"It seems that the Sword God Gate is not as simple as it seems on the surface!" The Pavilion Master of the Sword Pavilion stood up in vain, and in the stunned eyes of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, the Pavilion Master of the Sword Sect took a step forward, turning into a streamer of light across the sky.

Most of the second-rate sect masters were closing their eyes to recuperate, but the second-rate sect masters that Jian Yu said opened their eyes one after another, looking at the scene in the distance with deep meaning, as well as Qing Jue and the others.

A white-clothed figure appeared in their minds, the young man, the sword.

Getting up, under the stunned gazes of their respective disciples, these sect masters walked forward one after another, towards Han Jian and the others.

The sharp sound of the wind breaking resounded in the sky, and the sword feather's gaze stayed in the sky, and when he caught a glimpse of the sword light, he smiled.

Not only Jian Yu smiled, but Qing Jue also smiled. Lin Xuan couldn't understand these laughs, Lin Xuan turned around abruptly and looked behind him, and there, a figure walked out, "Sword Pavilion Master!"

"Why is he here?" Lin Xuanjian frowned, but more and more figures appeared in the sky, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Snow Sect, the Sect Master of the Fire Dance Sect, the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sword Sect, the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, and so on.

These people are rare to see on weekdays, but now under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, one figure after another walked out, without hesitation, these people all walked towards Jian Yu's side.

"One, two, three, four" A warrior who was idle and painful was counting the number of people, and when he finished counting, he was shocked, there were more than twenty people, and the most shocking thing for him was that all of them were the masters of a sect.

The master of the second-rate sect, the master of the Sword Pavilion and the others walked to Jian Yu's side, and they didn't say much, they used their actions to express their meaning.

More than 20 strong breaths permeated out, and at the same time, 20 general trends converged.

For a while, there will be thirty sects standing on the side of the Sword God Gate, and all of them are second-rate sects.

And even if Lin Xuan added the third-rate sects, there were only a dozen of them, and even a fool could see the gap.

Compared to the number of martial artists in the Spirit Martial Realm, Lin Xuan's side can't compare, and compared to the sect's forces, Lin Xuan's side can't compare either.

The five Han Jian also looked at this scene in amazement, they didn't expect that the crazy challenge of the sect master would have such an impact.

The third-rate sect masters standing behind Lin Xuan had the urge to break eggs at this moment, and their faces were full of bitterness, and they only realized at this moment that they had made a wrong choice.

"Everyone, this matter is a grudge between us and the Sword God Sect, do you want to?" The smile on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth was a little bitter.

Hearing this, the Pavilion Master of the Sword Suppression Pavilion raised his head, glanced at Lin Xuan, and said lightly: "Those people, you can't keep them!"

"I can't keep it!" said the Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion lightly, his gaze giving people an extremely piercing feeling.

The coercion of more than twenty sect masters fell on Lin Xuan and the others, Lin Xuan and the others retreated again, and these twenty or so sect masters joined forces, which was enough to represent the sky above their heads, at least for Lin Xuan.