Five thousand sword cultivators, five thousand flying swords, orderly and purposeful attacks, the power that can be exerted is very considerable, the sword array composed of flying swords is like locusts, and wherever it passes, it is difficult for any monk to be spared.

When the Immortal Kingdom monks on the opposite side saw that these five thousand sword cultivators were just standing at a distance and attacking with flying swords, they thought that they were not good at close combat. The monks who were forced to retreat by the flying sword immediately organized again, some of them used defensive magic weapons to resist the flying sword group, and the other group of two or three hundred people bypassed Xiang Xiaotian's sword blade from both wings and approached the five thousand sword cultivators.

These more than 5,000 people are all leaders on Heavenly Dream Island, and when they were in the Purple Flame World, they often fought with the three clans on the Purple Flame Continent, so their sense of battle was still very strong. They were also very vigilant, although they were fully engaged in controlling the flying sword, but their attention was scattered throughout the audience.

When he saw someone touching his side, he also separated some people from the cluster and attacked them.

Those immortal monks who dared to act as death squads were not weak in strength, and there were still some masters among them, and when they saw a flying sword flying towards them, one of them came out of the crowd with a huge round shield and jumped up against those flying swords.

His shield seemed to have a taunting quality, and as soon as his shield came out, the flying swords were drawn to him and slammed into his shield.

There were only about three hundred of these flying swords, and they swarmed to hit the shield, and all the sharpened flying swords brushed past, and those that stabbed were all firmly stuck on the shield by this shield, and no matter how hard the monks who made them worked, it was still difficult to pull them out.

When the other monks saw that the flying swords were stuck by the shield, they all sent signals to summon back the flying swords of their envoys, but the flying swords seemed to be out of control, and they stabbed into the round shield one after another.

Soon, these three hundred flying swords were all inserted into the round shield, and although the round shield became a lot larger in the middle, its power was limited after all, and the size of the change was also limited, if it was bigger, it would lose the ability to jam the flying sword.

These three hundred flying swords were stuck on the round shield, and the round shield was completely full, and there was no room for more flying swords.

At this point, the round shield loses its utility. Seeing that his round shield could jam those flying swords and save trouble for his teammates, the owner of the round shield couldn't help but smile.

Without the threat of flying swords, the speed at which the monks of the death squad approached the sword cultivators became faster.

At this time, they were already very close to those sword cultivators, and at this distance, it was too late for the flying swords to come back to the Savior. At this time, the monks of those death squads seemed to have seen the scene of themselves entering the sword cultivation group and killing all directions.

There was a burst of excitement in my heart, and the speed of shuttling under my feet couldn't help but speed up again.

However, just as they were about to roar into the sword cultivators, they saw that the second flying sword was released in unison in the hands of the group of sword cultivators, so the second wave of more than 5,000 flying swords flew into the sky like this, hovering above the heads of the sword cultivators.

Such a scene naturally frightened the group of immortal monks who were preparing to sneak attack, thinking that they could pick up a bargain, but they didn't know that they had hit the muzzle of the gun. However, it was impossible to retreat at this time, so they had to bite the bullet and move on.

If you want to get into the gap between the flying sword and the ground, before the flying sword reacts, kill into the crowd.

This is their last chance, even if they enter the sword cultivation group in the sword rain, it is not in vain.

It's just that the sword cultivators didn't do what they wanted, and they saw the sword rain coming in an instant, shooting into their bodies condescendingly, and shooting them into hedgehogs.

Under such a dense rain of swords, these two or three hundred people were completely overwhelmed by the flying swords.

After dealing with these people, the second batch of flying swords flew towards more other immortal realm cultivators. And the first batch of flying swords has been damaged a lot after this series of battles, and it happened that the second batch of flying swords entered the field and replaced them.

The flying swords can be rotated, but the immortal monks cannot, and the second wave of flying swords flew violently, causing their battle line to completely collapse.

The Immortal Kingdom Cultivator, whose battle line had collapsed, immediately retreated back very decisively, and his movements were not delayed.

Seeing the immortal kingdom cultivators fleeing regardless of it, Xiang Xiaotian's heart was immediately alarmed, and he immediately stopped to stop chasing and killing the fleeing immortal kingdom monks, and transmitted to Tang Mengling, who was leading the sword cultivators behind: "Hurry up and return to the Purple Flame Holy Ring!" They're going to shell! ”

Tang Mengling knew the level of technology in the galaxy from Xiang Xiaotian's mouth, and knew that there was a weapon that could threaten the monks, although she didn't feel a threat to this kind of weapon that mortals could control, but seeing the urgency of what Xiang Xiaotian said, she immediately beckoned the sword cultivators and entered the portal opened by Xiang Xiaotian.

Xiang Xiaotian opened the portal to enter the Ziyan World in front of the sword cultivators, and those sword cultivators were naturally a little reluctant when they saw that they had won, but they were told to return to the Ziyan World.

Xiang Xiaotian was a little unhappy when he saw these people, and he felt a sigh in his heart, knowing that it was going to be bad.

Immediately, he said to those people very seriously: "You go back to the Purple Flame World first, and then you will be rewarded for your meritorious deeds!" You guys are indispensable! ”

Xiang Xiaotian's tone was already very urgent, and Tang Mengling and the others kept repeating the order to go in, and those sword cultivators were hindered by Tang Mengling's majesty, so they had to reluctantly enter the portal.

It was only because of this delay that the fleet commander located in the outer space of the planet discovered Xiang Xiaotian's intentions and immediately ordered to fire directly regardless of whether the charge was completed or not.

At this time, the people on the ground only entered a small part, and one after another laser beams fell from the sky and hit the monks.

However, because these laser beams were not fully charged, their power was not enough, and hitting the monks was not enough to kill them, but it also made the monks who were directly hit blackened and covered with burns.

Xiang Xiaotian had already discovered the laser beam in the sky, but the speed of the laser beam was too fast, even if Xiang Xiaotian flew into the air and wanted to block these laser beams with the larger Ruyi Kunwu Sword, he was still one step slower.

After the first round of laser shelling, the second round of shelling came quickly, and the battleship that fired at the last step was fully recharged, so its power was far from being comparable to the first round of shelling.

I saw countless coarser laser beams falling from the sky, only more than half of the laser beams were blocked by the Ruyi Kunwu Sword, and a small part of the sword body that rubbed the Ruyi Kunwu Sword fell directly into the sword cultivation group below.

(End of chapter)