The sword formation used by the 'White Horse Yicong' is called the 'Trapped Spirit Array', which means: Even if it is a strong person of the 'Xuanling Level', he will also be trapped.

Although the statement is a bit exaggerated, its power should not be underestimated.

But it was said that the four swordsmen, the long swords stabbed straight out, heading towards Ye Junlin's body.

Fan Jun's face was filled with a trace of nervousness, as if he was worried about Ye Junlin. But in the next moment, his worry immediately dissipated.

Because he saw Ye Junlin's face, a strange smile bloomed.

"Sword Qi Divine Skill. ”

Ye Junlin let out a low roar, and an invisible armor instantly covered his body.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The four sharp swords pierced directly into Ye Junlin's invisible armor, making a sound of metal colliding, but they failed to penetrate his body in the slightest.

The four swordsmen were amazed, because they found that there was actually a slight crack on their 'mid-level mortal' level long sword.

However, Ye Junlin did not give them time to be surprised. He endured the pain, and the Chiyan Sword swung out heavily, a sword light flashed, and then the four swordsmen, who were originally jumping around, instantly lost their big howl heads.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock"

Four almost circular objects fell on the bluestone slab, and instantly sounded like a muffled drum.

The swordsmen not far away were stunned, and in their eyes, endless murderous aura emerged.

Because Ye Junlin had already killed nine of their brothers.

"Re-arrayed. ”

The cavalry captain let out a loud shout, his words revealing deep hatred.

Ye Junlin stopped in the center of the sword formation, and silently used the 'Huiyuan Technique' to heal his injuries.

The green light surged, and the wound on Ye Junlin's back began to heal slowly.

The cavalry captain was very depressed, because, under such a round attack, even a high-level Xuan Shi would exhaust his Xuan power. But why is this 'low-level mystic' still full of mystical power?

If he knew the truth, his jaw would drop to the ground in shock.

Because Ye Junlin has been using Xuan Qi, not Xuan Li.

Fan Jun also seemed to have discovered this, so he sent a message to Ye Junlin: "Boy, you have already made the 'Xuanshi', don't always use Xuanqi." ”

Ye Junlin suddenly realized, and suddenly realized that his icy power seemed to have been rarely used.

"Then let me try the power of this 'Xuan Li'. ”

In the young man's dantian, a blue Xuanfu floated quietly. With the mobilization of Ye Junlin's mind, countless blue light clusters rose along his Xuan veins.

"Sword one, breaking the wind. ”

Ye Junlin swung out a sword, and then was surprised to find that the original invisible sword qi turned into a substantial ice sword at this moment, shooting straight out.

"Formation!"

The cavalry captain shouted, and the first few cavalrymen quickly turned around the Xuan Qi, and a lot of Xuan Qi condensed together, and a light curtain formed by the sword qi instantly appeared in front of the 'White Horse Yicong'.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The cold ice sword slammed into the sword qi light curtain, instantly shaking the light curtain to tremble.

The cavalry captain's heart was slightly surprised, because it was the first time he had seen a 'Xuanshi Rank' martial artist who was younger than him.

Ye Junlin struck a blow, and he turned out to be as excited as a child: "I didn't expect the power of 'Xuanfu' to be so magical." ”

Ye Junlin cheered, and the sword in his hand continued to swing.

The cold ice sword was like an overwhelming hailstone, and the light curtain that smashed it kept making a muffled sound, and faintly, there were signs of shattering.

Ye Junlin saw this opportunity, and the Red Flame Sword was raised high above his head, and then he jumped forward and slashed straight towards the light curtain.

The cavalry didn't expect that Ye Junlin would be so crazy and his speed would be so fast.

"Boom!"

Ye Junlin's long sword slashed at the light curtain.

The light curtain trembled violently, and then it turned into a cloud of shattered light with a 'bang'.

The cavalry was devoured by the rebounding sword qi, and the first few warriors spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Junlin didn't give them the slightest moment of recovery, his body turned, and the long sword slashed out again and again, and in the blink of an eye, he ended the lives of three cavalrymen.

The cavalry team, which had always been strictly disciplined, made a slight commotion, and when the two warriors saw the situation, their long swords stabbed directly, and they suddenly instigated the war horses under their crotches and rushed towards Ye Junlin to kill.

The two sharp swords, like two lightning bolts, shot towards Ye Junlin's heart and throat respectively.

Ye Junlin's pursuit offensive was blocked by these two sword lights.

His form changed suddenly, one turned around to dodge, and then the 'Wind Breaker' burst out again.

The red thin Lang drove straight in, and in an instant, the lives of the two swordsmen were killed.

But in the blink of an eye, the cavalry captain restored the 'White Horse Righteous Servant' to its original order.

"Swing the 'punching array'!"

The cavalry captain shouted, and the long sword in his hand suddenly changed, from horizontal to chest, to a spear-like straight stab. The dozen or so cavalrymen behind him made the same pose as the captain.

Sixteen cavalrymen, lined up in a triangular charging formation, were like an off-string arrow, aiming at Ye Junlin's chest.

At that moment, Ye Junlin felt that there was a monstrous murderous aura and an invisible coercion acting on his body. It weighed him down and made it difficult to move.

Ye Junlin's luck was full of energy, and he wanted to break free, but found that no matter how he struggled, it was in vain.

"Boom!"

The endless sword qi, accompanied by the swing of the cavalry captain, all acted on Ye Junlin's body.

The armor condensed by the sword qi was shattered, and Ye Junlin was blasted straight out, and a blood hole appeared on his chest, which was only four fingers away from his heart.

At this time, the cavalry behind Ye Junlin also assaulted.

"Ice Trick. ”

Ye Junlin gritted his teeth and suppressed the pain that hit his heart. The Xuan Power in the 'Cold Ice Xuanfu' was all mobilized by him. In his hand, a blue ball of light surged, and then a small world of ice appeared, completely freezing the dozen or so cavalry around him.

"Die!"

Ye Junlin was like a wounded beast, and the Red Flame Sword in his hand slashed again and again. In a few breaths, more than a dozen cavalrymen in the small ice world, including the cavalry captain, were all killed.

So far, Ye Junlin has killed a total of thirty 'White Horse Righteous Servants'.

The captain died, and the remaining 400 or so 'White Horse Followers' were leaderless, but they did not disperse.

The formation was chaotic and the command was gone, but their killing intent did not diminish in the slightest.

The sound of horses' hooves, I don't know how many bluestone slabs have been broken.

Four hundred or dozens of 'White Horse Righteous Servants' raised the long swords in their hands and fell down angrily towards Ye Junlin.

Ye Junlin sat on the ground, his face was full of exhaustion, at this moment, his Xuan power was exhausted, and his Xuan Qi was recovering, but I was afraid that it would not last long.

At the moment when countless swords fell, a rich blue light flashed out on Ye Junlin's body.

In the next moment, Ye Junlin's figure disappeared into the astonishment of the cavalry

In the small space condensed by Fan Jun, Ye Jun sat upright, recovering his Xuan Qi while treating his wounds.

Fan Jun stood beside him, silent.

"You lost. Ye Junlin smiled with difficulty.

"Huh?"

"I killed thirty horsemen. Ye Junlin did not forget to tease a few words.

"Oh. Fan Jun answered, and didn't seem to care much.

"Senior, with your strength, how many riders can you kill?" Ye Junlin finished asking, instantly feeling a little idiot, and asked a meaningless question.

"Annihilation!" replied Fan Jun with great ease.

Just when Ye Junlin was healing, on the 'Donglai Square', countless martial artists who had cultivated to be strong had already fought together. The sound of shouting and killing, the sound of explosions, was endless, and the entire Purple Cloud City was fighting.

Since Luoyi's 'poisoning plan' did not work, the people of the Purple Cloud Sea began to resist the invasion after only a few moments.

Yun Zaixing and Jiang Huyu fought together, Murong Mingcheng and Shangguan Chen fought together, Ye Tao and Song Jinghong fought together, fighting everywhere, and there were dead people everywhere