Hearing the order, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect moved, quickly moved their formations to the front, and soon counted the front row into five, and then struggled to lift the spiritual power, and the source was transmitted to the front row disciples.

The spiritual power quickly thickened, and the light in front of the disciples in the front row moved, and a huge blue sword blade that lay across the field faintly appeared.

Defense is impregnable, obviously, this is a watertight defensive blade.

Boom!

Zhao Teng's subordinates had already pounced in front of them, taking turns to launch brutal slashing, striking out layers of turbulent ripples on the azure blade, but there was no trace of cracking.

The blue sword blade was dazzling and vibrant, it was hundreds of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, and at the same time unleashed the profound spiritual power condensed by the Heavenly Sword Nine Array.

Not only can it resist ferocious attacks, if the opponent can't defeat them in one fell swoop, it can also absorb their strength for their own use, and then if they encounter a powerful force that can't be absorbed, they can also bounce back and let them reap the consequences.

It can be described as a mysterious, wonderful formation with static braking.

Seeing that the tough attack could not work, Zhao Teng changed his mind and ordered his subordinates to disperse their forces and besiege them from the left and right sides, and then ordered an adjutant general to lead some soldiers to attack around the rear.

The defensive formation of the Azure Sword Blade was mainly in the front, and now that Zhao Teng suddenly changed his strategy and attacked from four directions at the same time, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who had not formed the Azure Sword Blade on the other three sides would definitely not be able to resist it.

Qing Yu frowned slightly, how could she not know the weakness of the Heavenly Sword Nine Array, she didn't expect that Zhao Teng would find a way to crack it so quickly.

However, the word "He" in the Heavenly Sword Nine Formation is not as simple as it seems, if it is easily defeated like this, how can it be called the number one kendo sect in the world?

"Heavenly Sword disciples listen to the order, join the formation!"

Qing Yu had no fear, and while Zhao Teng's troops had not yet been completely distributed, she took the lead in ordering the Heavenly Sword disciples to put together the Heavenly Sword Nine Array.

"Yes!"

The Heavenly Sword disciples quickly moved their formations, and the originally square formation quickly transformed into a round and perfect shape under the rapid movement of many figures.

The number of disciples in the front was still the largest, and then it decreased in turn, and when it reached the middle position, there was only Qing Yu alone.

Jiang Fei was in the forefront, and in his clear eyes, he was galloping with thousands of troops and horses.

However, he looked indifferent, unhurried, and did not feel the slightest fear.

The essence of the Heavenly Sword Nine Formation is fully embodied in this "United" Array.

If the "combined" array is launched, it will be close to the state of invulnerable supreme.

Even if you are facing thousands of troops, as long as you can keep yourself in danger and provide spiritual power for the formation in an orderly manner.

Even if they can attack in front of them, they can make them useless.

The azure light blade was still resisting the invasion of Zhao Teng's troops, but the original dazzling brilliance had dimmed a lot, and it seemed that it might disappear into the air at any time.

After a while, Zhao Teng's four groups of men and horses had been properly distributed, and they quickly rushed in from all directions.

The sharp light on the spears in the hands of the various columns of soldiers was endless, staggered and shining, and in the blink of an eye, it was reflected on the towering faces of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the front row.

"Heavenly Sword Flowing Blade!"

Qingyu's apricot eyes closed slightly, and she used her spiritual sense to feel the brutal momentum of the surging enemies on all sides.

She knew that she couldn't hesitate, so she decisively ordered and launched a contingency formation.

When the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect heard the order, they all pinched up the sword technique, closed their eyes and concentrated their spiritual power with all their might, and a strong sharp aura suddenly rushed into the air.

Zheng!

Countless snow-white three-foot sword blades converged and formed, quickly flowing lightning at the edge of the circle array listed by the Heavenly Sword disciples.

The circle array forms a mysterious mechanism that repeats itself over and over again.

At first glance, it looks like a storm of sword currents spinning at high speed.

Zhao Teng's subordinates rushed to the front but had no way to start, so they could only look at each other and be dumbfounded.

Zhao Teng lowered his eyebrows and snorted angrily, although this kind of scene is tricky, it is not so helpless.

"Rocketeer, get ready to launch!"

He waved his thunderbolt and ordered his soldiers to launch rockets.

The soldiers in front quickly flashed on the sides, and a group of soldiers with curved bows quickly poured out from behind.

They came to the front of the formation and lined up, and with a thunderous thunderbolt they drew their arrows from their quivers and put them on the strings.

The sharp edge of the feather arrow is coated with thick grease, and the soldiers in the back row are responsible for lighting the fire, and they raise the torch to quickly light up the arrows that the soldiers in the front row put on the string.

At the edge of the grease arrow, a wanton and unruly flame burst out, reflecting on the unruly face with a slight rise at the corner of Zhao Teng's mouth, and swaying out the surging battle intent that soared into the sky.

"Shoot!"

Zhao Teng gave an order, waved the Thunder Spear, and pointed sharply at the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The rocket soldiers behind him bent their bows and shot back, and in an instant, countless rain of flames and arrows roared up, racing into the sky.

The rain of flames and arrows drew a trajectory like a rainbow, shooting down from the air, covering the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who launched the "Fusion" array, and pressed down in a hurry.

Zheng! Zheng......

The sound of Jin Ge's resonance frequently staggered, and the sonorous sound, and when the rain of flames and arrows pressed down to the sky above the Heavenly Sword disciple's head, it began to appear disordered, and the trajectory of the flight was actually deviated from the scriptures, and it became a mess.

It's like being strongly disturbed by an inexplicable force.

Looking closely, it turned out that the Heavenly Sword disciple's "Fusion" array was extremely powerful.

Not only could the white blades circulate around the circle array, but there was also an impermeable Ling Gang air flow running above his head.

Since when the formation was first activated, the Ling Gang air flow above was relatively weak, so it was not easy to detect.

As the rain of flames and arrows was sparsely disrupted in the sky above the "Fusion" array, and after catapulting to a place where there was no edge, Ling Gang's upright posture of the air flow also began to leak, faintly condensing into a snow-white air flow enchantment, shrouding the sky above the Heavenly Sword disciple's head, exuding an unshakable and firm aura.

Zhao Teng's brows tightened, he didn't expect that the formation of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect would be so strange, no matter what kind of strategy he used, he would be able to deal with it freely and turn the danger into a disaster.

However, he is not an ordinary person, and he has not yet reached the embarrassment of poor donkey skills.

Fighting a protracted war at the moment was obviously extremely unfavorable to Zhao Teng, and if the fire was reduced, the dynasty army would quickly discover the situation here and send troops to support.

In that case, you will be in a dilemma.

Zhao Teng is full of thoughts about becoming famous in this battle, but he doesn't want to fall short, and at the moment, he should solve the big "stumbling block" in front of him as soon as possible.

But the art of war is mainly based on flexibility, and seeing that he can't take down the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect for a long time, and he has to fight to the death, it will only delay the military plane of Zhao Teng's army to launch a surprise attack.

It is better to divide the soldiers into two ways, watch the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect here all the way, and carry out a raid all the way according to the original plan.

Zhao Teng smiled unruly, waved his hand to signal the deputy general on the side to come over, and he attached his hand to his ear to convey the order privately.

Deputy General Lisuo nodded, indicating that he understood, and Zhao Teng quickly turned his horse and ordered his subordinates to redeploy troops to keep up, while he took the lead in leading a part of his soldiers to rush towards the mountain.

Qing Yucui in the center of the "He" array frowned slightly, she sensed that Zhao Teng had changed his strategy, and most of the soldiers and horses around him had soon left.

Even so, there were still tens of thousands of people, far from being able to compete with a hundred and ten Heavenly Sword Sect disciples.

All they could do was to delay the remaining men, try to disconnect them from the separated forces, and lose the ability to rescue each other.

"Attack!"

Qing Yu used her spiritual power to give an order, only to see that as the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect quickly gathered their spiritual power, an incomparably huge snow-white sword blade gradually rose from the snow-white enchantment above the circular array.

This huge white blade has the power to lean on the sky and slash thousands of miles.

Crashing straight into the clouds, although it rotated the grand trajectory of Yashang's clear and clear, it was bursting out with a sharp blade of light that was domineering.

The sharp blades of light spread all over the sky, like flying snow under the winter wind, densely packed, roared from the air, and rushed straight to the rest of Zhao Teng's subordinates.

Jiang Fei pinched the sword trick in his hand, and his clear eyes contained ten thousand white feathers.

Suddenly, a touch of scarlet splashed in the vast image of snow, like a bewitching plum blossom seen leisurely in the ice and snow, intentionally or unintentionally, embellished with the ethereal artistic conception of life and death.

......

Black smoke rushed straight up, and the wild forest was separated from the fog.

The monstrous flames froze in the air, and the churning tongues of fire had mostly been extinguished.

Under the shock of the Baili Hongsheng Supreme Flame, the monstrous flames had long lost their arrogance.

Now, he has a docile appearance with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, which makes people no longer feel anxious.

The ground is full of messes, and there are countless black bulls that have fallen, and their tragic conditions are also different and endless.

The disciples of Yuantong showed their magical powers and successfully ended a thrilling and dangerous battle.

The Black Bull Charge Formation had completely collapsed, and the surroundings had returned to tranquility, and the stubborn and savage roars could no longer be heard.

Since the fire had not yet subsided, the Yuantong disciples certainly could not sit idly by and sit idly by.

Lian Ruxiang had already issued an order, taking advantage of the suppression of the fire, the disciples would take a short rest first, and after the spiritual power was restored, they would work together to use spells to completely extinguish the fire.

Baili Yingqiu's eyes flashed, her ruddy mouth was muttered sullenly, she sat on the ground, one slender hand gently held her delicate chin as smooth as jade, and looked at the boring battlefield boredly.

For her cultivation, although it consumes a lot of spiritual power to defeat the Black Bull Charging Array, it has not yet reached the kind of situation where she needs to rest to adjust.

If you have some leisure time, you might as well use it to think about the sweetheart that can't be accommodated by a good heart.

Baili Yingqiu showed an intoxicated smile, and in her bright big eyes, she was rippling with microwaves, pretending to be casual and looking ahead.

Imagine whether you can inadvertently see the handsome figure of that person.

Suddenly, some strange scenery smashed into her bright eyes, stirring up thousands of waves, and Baili Yingqiu fell into a panic.

"Brother, look! What's that?"