Chapter 219: Sword Formation

The sword light of the Zilin Sword was surging, and the murderous aura was compelling, and it stopped the purple gold phoenix wing scissors that shuttled out of the void, and then, ten thousand sword lights burst out, forcing the purple gold phoenix wing scissors directly back.

Zi Kunling not only has profound Yuan power, strong strength, and anti-heavenly understanding, but even his spiritual sense is amazingly keen.

This purple gold phoenix wing scissor has the ability to shuttle through the void, and it is extremely secret before it is launched, without the slightest fluctuation of vitality, ordinary people can't detect the trajectory of the purple gold phoenix wing scissors, and they will be cut off their heads, but Zi Kunling accurately stopped the purple gold phoenix wing scissors.

"Chen Lei, this kind of sneak attack method is useless to me at all, you better use some real character. ”

The Zilin Sword in Zi Kunling's hand slashed out dozens of sword lights, forcing the Zijin Phoenix Wing Scissors back, and then said sarcastically.

"Yes, in that case, I grant you this wish!"

Chen Lei said, and then with a wave of his sleeves, eight long swords appeared beside Chen Lei out of thin air, slowly turning around him.

These eight long swords are surrounded by dense electric light, bright and dazzling, like eight rounds of small suns, and between these eight long swords, there is an indescribable mysterious connection between each other, so that the eight long swords are like one, echoing each other, bursts of thunder rumbling and roaring, one is louder than the other, shaking the entire void.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

The dense thunder like rain covered everything, and the eight long swords also emitted a dazzling light, dragging eight long tails of light, and slashed towards Zi Kunling at extreme speed.

The power of this blow was earth-shattering, it was too powerful, in the blink of an eye, Zi Kunling was overwhelmed by the light of the sea, the sword was flying, the thunder shook the sky, and the surrounding void was like the sea, constantly fluctuating and fluctuating, extremely terrifying.

"Roar!"

In the endless thunder and lightning light, there is a hidden purple light flashing, that is the light emitted by the Zilin Sword, in the struggle to resist, in the struggle to fight, which contains Zi Kunling's unwilling roar, he is using all the hole cards, one after another strange treasures loom in the light, there are treasure knives, there are treasure tripods, there are also treasure bells, etc., the light is dazzling, in the sea of light into a piece of light, however, in the blink of an eye, one by one broken.

These treasures are all the treasures of Zi Kunling's body, but they can't suppress the eight long swords hanging above his head at all.

These eight long swords echoed each other, forming a mysterious and unpredictable formation, and a terrifying and dense thunder explosion sound emanated from the eight long swords, aimed at Zi Kunling's divine soul.

Huge balls of purple plasma thunderballs erupted densely from the eight long swords, with the divine power of destroying the world, trapping Zi Kunling in it, shattering all the treasures he sacrificed and turning them into fragments all over the ground.

At this time, Zi Kunling's bun had already been destroyed, his hair was flying wildly, his expression was embarrassed, he tried his best to fight, evolve all kinds of treasures, but it was useless, the formation formed by the eight long swords hanging above his head turned this place into a dead cage, like the thunderball plasma of a waterfall, pouring down, turning the bottom into a Jedi.

"Ahhh

Zi Kunling was within the eight long swords, like a trapped beast, and let out bursts of angry roars, but the final result was the same, and he couldn't resist at all, let alone fight back.

The Zilin Sword in his hand danced wildly, turning into a spherical sword curtain, firmly guarding his body, but the scope of defense became smaller and smaller, and the ability to defend became weaker and weaker.

"What kind of exercise is this!"

Seeing that the eight long swords were like one, hanging in the air in a mysterious position, hanging down like a waterfall thunder pulp electric ball, turning into a cage and trapping Zi Kunling in it, the many disciples watching the battle below looked at it with wide eyes, but they had never seen such a wonderful method, and they couldn't help but ask the people around them.

"I don't know, how can it be so powerful?"

The surrounding disciples shook their heads one after another, and with their knowledge, they couldn't recognize what kind of exercises Chen Lei was using.

"This is the way of the sword formation, it's just that Chen Lei is so old, how can he be able to cultivate the way of the sword formation?"

Several disciples from the Holy Land, some of them said that only disciples like them could have this insight.

And Zi Yunchuan's face at this time was like ashes, staring firmly at Zi Kunling who was trapped in the ring, his hands were bruised, and his face was cloudy.

"Sword formation, how can it be a sword formation?"

At this time, Zi Yunchuan's heart was like a stormy wave, his mood fluctuated violently, and the sword array was unfathomable, and if he wanted to cultivate the sword formation successfully, the difficulty could be said to be desperate.

For tens of thousands of years since the establishment of the Ziyang Palace, there has also been a set of sword formation techniques in the palace, but no one has successfully practiced it for tens of thousands of years, even if it was a peerless genius in the Ziyang Palace back then, he was also the master of Zhongxing of the Ziyang Holy Body, with excellent qualifications, and he was the first to be crowned, but he had also never practiced the art of successful sword formation.

And this Chen Lei, who is so young, how did he cultivate the way of successful sword formation?

On the ring, Zi Kunling, who was trapped in the sword array, fought back again, and there was purple light shining in the endless light, but it was like a candle in the wind, almost in the blink of an eye, it was pressed down again.

Chen Lei stood a hundred meters away, his fingers constantly sealed, trying his best to destroy the sword formation, this set of small thunder sound sword formation, with his current cultivation, is still a little too reluctant, but this is already his strongest means.

If this sword array couldn't suppress Zi Kunling, then he wouldn't have any good way to defeat Zi Kunling.

However, Chen Lei felt that Zi Kunling no longer had much ability to fight back, because at this time, he could feel that although Zi Kunling was still trying his best to resist, the strength of the resistance was getting weaker and weaker, as long as he held on for a while, Zi Kunling would definitely be defeated.

This Zi Kunling is so powerful, Chen Lei has already moved to kill, as long as Zi Kunling loses the ability to resist, Chen Lei will be able to instantly slash Zi Kunling under the sword array, and no one can resist the power of the sword array.

Zi Yunchuan was extremely conflicted in his heart, now the situation in the ring was very clear, Zi Kunling was undoubtedly defeated, but Zi Kunling still did not admit defeat now, but was struggling to persevere.

He knew in his heart that although Zi Kunling was gentle, in fact, he was more proud than anyone else, and if he was allowed to admit defeat, it would be better to kill him.

However, if you don't admit defeat, there is no point in persevering.

Because at such a point, if Zi Kunling still had the means to counteract, he would have used it a long time ago, and now he is still trapped in the sword formation, unable to break free, and it must have reached the point of exhaustion.

"Kun Lingxian's nephew, stay in Qingshan, don't be afraid of no firewood, hurry up and admit defeat!"

Zi Yunchuan was anxious in his heart, and hurriedly transmitted the message to Zi Kunling.

Although this time he and Lei Meng have a big bet on one billion lower grade yuan spars, but the value of the Ziyang holy body, even if it is tens of billions or hundreds of billions of lower grade yuan spars, is not enough to compare with it.

Therefore, even if you lose this gamble, you must protect Zi Kunling, a purple sun holy body that is difficult to come out of for 10,000 years.

Zi Kunling heard Zi Yunchuan's transmission, and he was reluctant in his heart, he was the Purple Yang Holy Body, a peerless talent that came out once in ten thousand years, and he was confident that he was invincible at the same level, but how could he be defeated in the hands of Chen Lei? To make him admit defeat was no different from stabbing him in the heart.