Yan Jingxing controlled the sword with both hands in front of his chest, the tip of the sword in front of his eyebrows shone, and the three thousand swords of the mountains and seas floating in the air supported the shield-like spirit cover.

The needle rain flew straight in, in the calm water. The flushing water is gentle, while the needles that burrow into the body in small parts are merciless.

Yan Jingxing didn't know what this needle was and what the danger was. Now he can't take care of that, and the priority is to win this encounter. Perhaps, he can still have a fight if he tries desperately.

Yan Jingxing took out a few array plates from the storage ring and slapped them on his body, throwing them around. Human cultivators are different from most orcs in that they will use various auxiliary means, such as weapons, formations, pills, and so on.

Yan Jingxing thought that if he borrowed the formation, maybe there was still the possibility of skipping the level to defeat the big fish.

Yan Jingxing was immersed in the water, he didn't use the water avoidance spell anymore, he didn't want to scatter the slightest spiritual power.

He wanted to use all his spiritual power to control the formation, and Yan Jingxing tied a complicated hand knot.

Countless filaments flew out of the array scattered around, and the filaments formed by these spiritual powers were quickly woven into ropes and then into nets, overwhelmingly attacking the clouds.

Yun Sheng didn't despise the person in front of him anymore. He has suffered a lot because of the formation and the contract, isn't it because of these despicable means that he has fallen to this point now? Fine nets fall on the smooth scales, cutting through the hard scales and cutting into the flesh.

Yun Sheng was enraged all of a sudden, and such a formation method reminded it of the immortals in the fairy world.

The big fish swayed in the net, letting the skin open and the blood flowed.

The sound of cracking came one after another, and it broke through the formation with brute force.

The big fish turned dark red from its rage, and huge thorns emerged from its scales, which were no longer smooth, and the strangely shaped spines were painted with a poisonous black. It still has no eyes.

The formation was forced, and Yan Jingxing, the person who used the formation, spit out a mouthful of blood. Blood stained the mountains and seas with three thousand swords.

Yun Sheng let out a sneer.

Yan Jingxing clenched the spirit sword in his hand, it was now. He first cast the formation and then spit out his own essence blood, just for this blow.

It's a matter of success or failure!

Yan Jingxing jumped up, and stabbed the three thousand swords of the mountains and seas into the eyebrows of the fish beast with a neat movement.

A roar spread throughout the world, and the big fish began to go crazy!

This time, Yan Jingxing finally saw its eyes, blood-red, like demonic eyes. Two rays of light came from his eyes, piercing his body.

Yan Jingxing is like a broken leaf, falling to the bottom of the water.

Yan Jingxing didn't care about his condition at this time, he just wanted to see if the fish beast fell.

Unfortunately, no.

The fish beast rushed towards Yan Jingxing, and at this time, he was powerless to dodge.

The person hiding in the shadows finally moved, and he was the immortal Wenyan who inadvertently broke into here.

At this time, a cold air from the frozen sea hit, menacing, and the freezing speed was getting faster and faster.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the danger, but who is Yun Sheng, he has been locked up here for tens of thousands of years, and he is extremely resentful and vindictive.

He hadn't felt so frightened in a long time, and he wanted to run as far as he could, but he had to swallow this abominable Terran before he ran.

The fish beast rushed at Yan Jingxing and bit down.

Due to the jealousy of people with arms like Hanqi, Wen Yan did not dare to act rashly.

Sharp teeth are cut like a guillotine.

Yan Jingxing controlled his spirit sword to become larger, temporarily supporting a space.

But in the next moment, the three thousand swords of the mountains and seas were bitten like a toy.

Yan Jingxing should have known that even if the Heavenly Dao suppressed the cultivation of the fish beast, he would never be the opponent of the fish beast.

His sword was as vulnerable as he was.

Wen Yan finally couldn't wait any longer, and he decided to show up.