Haoran sword, reflecting the Quartet.

With a fierce killing momentum, the smoke and Jiang Xue in front of him were ruthlessly shrouded, almost erased by their lives and turned into crumbs.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, Yan Wuxi's eyes were cold, and the cold demonic breath in his body surged out, powerful and mighty, pushing Jiang Xue away from his side, causing the temperature in the air to drop a few points suddenly.

At the same time, the demonic breath rolled, condensing a huge skeletal giant with two horns in its back.

With a cold smile, the skeleton giant directly raised his hand, and the dry and dark skeleton's big hand pressed on the sword strongly, intending to crush it directly.

"Stupid. ”

Not far away, Yu Qian sneered coldly, and there was a hideous appearance in his eyes, as if he wanted to watch the skeleton being slashed by the sword, and then raise the majesty of the Yue Sword Sect.

But it backfired, the skeleton's big hands were hard and domineering, and it was a stalemate with the sword, and no one could help anyone.

"Roar!"

Roaring with rage, ravaging the heavens and the earth.

Obviously, Yan Wuxian was not satisfied with this result, and the helpless and lazy expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a cold chill.

Suddenly, the demon's breath was like an abyss, like a dark tower, and it slammed into the sword.

The frenzy was amazing, but instead of shattering it, it slammed it away, causing the sword to rise into the sky, slashing out a vast clear sky, surrounded by thick clouds.

With a single blow, Yan Wuxian did not fight, and directly dodged and retreated, standing on Jun Yi's side, along with the others, they all looked around vigilantly.

"Is this the only trick you can do?"

Above, Jun Yi's eyes drooped slightly, and in his eyes, there was an unconcealable killing intention, rolling like a tide, almost condensed into substance: "If it's just like this, it's better to let the chaos get out and kowtow and beg for death." ”

"Otherwise, the Slashing Sword Sect will become history. ”

"Heh, ahahahahaha..."

Hearing this, he raised his head and laughed, looking at Jun Yi's face, which was full of ridicule, completely devoid of the fear and worry just now, as if he was a different person.

"If you want me to make the Yue Sword Sect history, I think you should fall into the dust. ”

As he spoke, his face turned suddenly hideous, and as soon as he raised his big hand, he pointed at Jun Yi from afar: "Jun Yi, you are still as arrogant and arrogant as ever, then let you be buried here with your arrogance." ”

"Slash Yue Sword Formation!"

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was languishing, and he pressed down the raised big hand, causing the crimson blood to quickly condense and converge into a piercing long sword, shooting straight to the ground below.

"Boom!"

Strange tremors, sword power will rise.

Suddenly, the breeze became cold, cutting through the skin of the warrior, like a knife cutting and sharpening, and the stabbing people's hearts were cold.

"Hum..."

The four sides trembled, and the mountains and rocks cracked, as if there was an earthquake, causing countless towering sword peaks to collapse.

Immediately afterwards, there was a brilliant brilliance in the sword peak that burst out, condensing countless sword rays, shattering the earth, and spreading across the sky in all directions, making the entire heaven and earth become a world of swords.

The long sword is suspended in the air, and the sword intent is mighty.

As a result of his gaze, all of them were volleys of long swords, exuding a cold killing intent.

"Sword Formation, this is the method of the Sword Sect of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect?"

"It's worthy of the Yue Slashing Sword Sect, looking at the entire Cangyun Heavenly Domain, I'm afraid that there is only this kind of sect with a long heritage, and there are still remnants of ancient formation books, right?"

"It turns out that among the countless sword peaks that stand in the realm of the Chopping Yue Sword Sect, there is actually a long sword. ”

"Ordinary sword cultivation sects, all use sword caves or sword mounds to raise swords, but I didn't expect that the Sword Sect actually uses heaven and earth to raise swords, for the disciples of the Sword Sect to cultivate sword breath and condense the sword heart, such a method is really terrifying. ”

"I'm afraid it's not just that, while the sword sect martial artists are cultivating swords, they are also raising swords, or in other words, the two complement each other and complement each other, and this kind of feedback makes the sword breath of the sword peak more and more powerful. ”

The eyes of the surrounding martial artists trembled, and there was unconcealed doubt in their eyes, even if the current Chopping Yue Sword Sect was strongly suppressed by Bei Tianque, it did not hinder its weight in the eyes of the world.

Just this kind of background can only be looked up to.

"It, the sword formation of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect, won't... Shall we kill us?"

Suddenly, a timid voice sounded faintly, like thunder that hit the heart, causing the eyes of the warriors of the Quartet to tremble in horror and silence.

"Hum..."

The sword is in the sky, and the sword intent is converged.

As if in response to the words of the martial artist, the thousands of long swords in the sky merged one by one, along with the martial artists around the sword peak, they were also shrouded in it, and they felt awe-inspiring.

"Jun Yi, aren't you arrogant? Aren't you proud? Aren't you arrogant?"

"Come, give it a try, I slashed the sword formation of the Yue Sword Sect, but it has not been opened for hundreds of thousands of years, and all the accumulation of these years has been given to you. ”

"You have to enjoy it, don't let me down. ”

Seeing the completion of the sword array, the hideousness on his face became more and more intense, wrapped in a strange cruel smile, staring at Jun Yi deadly, as if he was going to use his gaze to cut it with a thousand knives.

"Childe, what should we do?"

On his side, Mo Yiqian opened his mouth calmly, and his cloudy pupils were completely filled with the blazing golden mang, surging and boiling with amazing killing power, and he seemed to be a little impatient and wanted to make a move.

"There is only one way for those who want to offend their son... Die!"

Woe Cangsheng's bloody eyes were cold, and he stepped out with a pitch-black long stick in his palm, and the killing frenzy gathered calmly, almost condensed into substance, as if there was a blood-colored long river, which made people creepy.

Meng Hongchen didn't speak, but the dead wood Han Jue, which had been recovered, was crossed in front of him again, and his slender and handsome hands gently stroked it, as if he wanted to play a tragic song of killing as a sacrifice.

Yan Wuxian was still lazy, but the gaze in his eyes was already cold, and the unexpected attack of the sword just now made him remember it deeply.

Revenge and revenge are his consistent purpose.

At the same time, the drunken madness that had been recuperating on his knees for a long time also opened his eyes, stood up full of alcohol, and poured a sip of strong wine, making the blood boil.

"Sword formation?"

Seeing this, the corners of Jun Yi's mouth hooked, revealing a sneering smile, and his face was full of thick disdain: "This appearance is good, but it is in vain." ”

"Don't be ashamed. ”

Hearing this, Yu Qian's eyelids jumped, and some bad premonitions welled up in his heart, but when he remembered the sword formation that had been cultivated for so many years, he had self-confidence, just as he was playing tricks.

"Up!"

As soon as the words came out, he raised his hand slightly, and the long sword that was lying across the four sides was a trembling sound, and a mighty sword power was heard, and then it was condensed together, forming a shocking sword.

The cold light lingered on the blade of the sword, facing Jun Yi not far away, and the murderous machine was ruthlessly overturned: "Since Jun Gongzi is so disdainful, how about breaking it?"

As soon as the words fell, the sword intent soared to the sky, as if they were responding to the words of the drunkenness, and they were constantly provoking against you, sometimes the sword turned into a thousand, and sometimes the sword was like a long river.

"Just a sword formation, look at me..."

"Smack!"

The cold in his eyes was cold, and the black tide behind him condensed again, but before his words fell, he was interrupted by Jun Yi's big hand pressing on his shoulder.

"Childe?"

Woe Cangsheng was stunned, and subconsciously looked sideways.

I saw Jun Yi stepping out slowly, his warm face was full of calm, and there was a firm attitude that the mountains collapsed in front of him, which made people feel calm and steady.

"I'll come. ”

Just two words gave the people endless confidence, and with an irresistible firmness, he took back the gloomy frenzy behind him.

"As I said at the beginning, you haven't grown at all in the past thousand years. ”

Jun Yi opened his mouth slowly, his calm words were full of deep disdain, but they also gave people a sincere warning, which was even a little inexplicably weird.

Without waiting for the pale and ugly face to open his mouth to refute, Jun Yi continued: "The so-called sword formation is not only about the need for a formation, but also about the heart and eyes of the formation. ”

"These four-sided long swords, there are no less than thousands buried in the sword peak, and almost all of them have broken through the peak, so..."

As he spoke, Jun Yi slowly stretched out a finger and pointed to the sword peak that was still standing not far away, and smiled strangely: "This sword peak, but why is it still towering?"

"Don't you think it's a little strange yourself?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the Quartet warriors flashed, and they all looked at Jian Feng unconsciously, and then combined with what Jun Yi had just said, a little thoughtful realization rose in their hearts.

Everyone was like this, and his pale face became even more difficult to look at, and even on his forehead, beads of sweat the size of beans poured out, dripping down like rain.

Immediately afterward, without waiting for Yu Qian to react, Jun Yi's fingertips were already full of golden rays, turning into a haunting majestic finger that burst out, and swept straight towards the sword peak.

The golden rays were dazzling, like a golden dragon roaring out, which instantly made Xuan Qian react.

"You dare!"

Angry and drunk, Yu Qian couldn't hesitate any longer, and shot out the sword light in the air, wanting to kill the golden mang's hole before it pierced the sword peak.

But how domineering is the golden finger that haunts Diwei?

Almost instantly, the golden fingers crossed the Sword Peak, and even headed towards the depths of the Sword Sect, setting off a wave of sky-high frenzy.

"Click..."

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of cracking.

Everyone's eyes converged, and they saw that the long sword condensed by the sword array had already stagnated in the air, and countless small cracks appeared on it.

Not only that, but in the sword peak that was pierced by Jun Yi's finger in the distance, there was also a strange flickering light.

Subsequently, both of them shattered and collapsed one after another, and both of them turned into debris of the mountain.

Yu Qian's eyes were dull, and the martial artists of the Cutting Yue Sword Sect were also at a loss, and some even laughed dumbly, but it was uglier than crying.

It's just that at this moment, Jun Yi didn't pay attention to Yu Qian and the others, but looked straight into the distance, and the cold sound in his mouth was like an abyss, setting off a burst of thunder and exploding the sky.

"Are you finally willing to give up?"

"Floating in chaos. ”