Chapter 82: The Great Array of the Ancients

The people in the vicinity were splashed with blood all over their faces, but it could not extinguish the heat in their eyes, and more and more people rushed over, trying to catch the sword shadow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The shadow of the sword suspended in mid-air suddenly rose, and everyone grabbed the air.

Just as they were frustrated, the ground beneath their feet began to shake violently again, and the cracks grew bigger and bigger, and they hurriedly retreated to the edge and looked at them from a distance.

The next moment, a large area collapsed in the middle of the altar again, and the pit area occupied half of the entire altar, and immediately after, an amazing scene occurred.

Dozens of sword shadows slowly suspended in the huge deep pit, forming a closed circle, and the tips of the swords were slightly tilted, pointing to the sword shadows in the middle, as if worshipping.

"This..."Everyone present had strange faces, how could there be so many swords.

"The one in the middle must be Tianque. Someone spoke up.

Some nodded in agreement, others looked skeptical.

As he spoke, a sudden thunderclap sounded from the sky, and at the same time, a silver dragon-like lightning snaked down, hitting the sword shadow in the middle below.

The lightning speed was extremely fast, and the thunder had not yet stopped, and it had already slashed the shadow of the sword, and in an instant, the dazzling silver light swept out, like a sun blooming.

Su Ping half-covered his eyes, squinted his eyes, and saw that cracks appeared on the surface of the huge sword shadow, and the next moment, the sword shadow exploded directly, and the fragments were like meteors, pulling out a bright line in the air.

"It's over, the sky is ruined!" someone whispered.

"No, you see, it's..."

The fragments of the sword shadow swirled in the air, and they turned into a sword shape, and countless fragments instantly turned into countless sword shadows, suspended in mid-air.

In the light curtain, hundreds of sword shadows appeared in an instant, each of which exuded extremely strong sword intent.

"Which one is Tianque?"

At this moment, the underground pit suddenly flashed with light, enveloping the countless sword shadows above, and the powerful sword intent contained in the sword shadows was also soaring rapidly, and after a while, it reached a point of discoloration.

Su Ping let out a low voice: "It's not good, we've been fooled, quickly break through this light curtain enchantment!" As he spoke, he turned his head first and slashed at the light curtain behind him.

Ren Xian also saw that something was wrong, he would listen to Su Ping's words, and hurriedly came over to help Su Ping and attack the light curtain.

The people around looked at Su Ping and the others with some doubts, Feng Yushan saw it, nodded slightly, but his subordinates did not move.

With a few sonorous sounds, Su Ping slashed past with several swords, but the light curtain did not shake a bit, and Ren Xian's attack followed, however, the light curtain still did not move.

The two looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

"Don't leave it behind, attack with all your might!" Su Ping let out a low snort, instantly casting the Extreme Breaking Blade in his full state.

Ren Xian nodded, feeling Su Ping's sudden soaring realm, a surprise flashed in his eyes, and when the two of them were about to attack the light curtain again, countless sword shadows in the field suddenly collectively let out a sword sound.

Under the superposition of hundreds of voices, it was extremely harsh, and everyone hurriedly covered their ears.

The sound of the sword stopped abruptly, and before everyone had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the suspended sword shadow suddenly trembled, and the next moment, it rushed towards everyone at a high speed.

"Not good!" Su Ping snorted, not daring to attack the light curtain again, and hurriedly turned his head to block the sword shadow.

Poof, sonorous, accompanied by people's howls and roars of pain, the scene was instantly chaotic, Su Ping suddenly thought of the little girl who sold herbal tea, and turned his head to look.

The little girl was curled up, shivering behind the basket.

Su Ping rushed over quickly.

The distance between the two was not far, and Su Ping's speed was almost instantaneous, however, Su Ping's speed still couldn't catch up with the sword shadow beside the little girl.

The white light sword shadow flashed in an instant, the little girl trembled, and the next moment, the basket beside her was cut in two.

Su Ping was dumbfounded, stretched out his hand to grab the little girl, and was stunned on the spot.

The hazel herbal tea flowed out of the basket and mixed with the blood on the ground.

Su Ping looked at the corpse on the ground, his face was dull, as if he remembered something, and a sword light rushed towards him fiercely, without knowing it.

Seeing that the sword light was about to slash towards Su Ping, the soul in Su Ping's hand suddenly stood up, and he independently resisted the attack of the sword light.

The sword light contained extremely strong sword energy, and the soul Tiansu was blown away by a blow and crashed directly back into Su Ping's arms.

Burst.

Su Ping was knocked down, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and then he reacted, hurriedly grabbed the soul Tiansu, and slashed at the sword light around him that seemed to have a spirit attacking people.

The sword light seems to have infinite sword energy, flying in the light curtain, harvesting a life from time to time, but there is no stagnation trend, and many people with a slightly lower realm are not careful, and they die on the spot.

While resisting the sword light, Su Ping looked around, more and more people fell, and at this time, there were less than twenty people standing in the field.

The ground was littered with severed limbs, rivers of blood, and a sickening, strong smell of blood emanated from the air.

Su Ping's movements slowed down again, looking at the tragic situation around him, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped, making him breathless.

Fluttering, a sword light slashed from an extremely tricky angle, leaving an inch-deep wound on Su Ping's waist, and when he landed, blood stained half of his body.

Hiss, Su Ping inhaled in pain.

Su Ping hurriedly shook his head, he was not allowed to wander at this time, and if he was not careful, he might give his life here.

"Damn, this is not the place where the heavens came to the world at all!" the big man roared angrily.

Su Ping looked sideways, and the person who spoke was the big man who had asked the little tea girl to go up the mountain before, and his realm was not low, and he had survived in the shadow of the sword until now, but he also had a lot of injuries on his body.

Feng Yushan squinted at the sword shadows around him, standing in place, standing still, whenever there was a sword light, he moved his fingers lightly and easily broke it.

"The Ancient Sword Formation? With the power of the altar, forcibly urging, it is somewhat interesting. Feng Yushan muttered.

At the same time, four people came up halfway up the mountainside, all wearing gray robes, long white beards, and slightly rickety, and their faces were strikingly similar, as if they were siblings.

"Come to think of it, they should all be dead now. "One of them.

"Even if we don't die, it is estimated that there will not be a few left, and we will go to help the big array. The other answered.

As he spoke, the four of them walked up to the light curtain and squinted.

At this time, in the light curtain, only Feng Yushan, Su Ping Renxian, and the thick-shouldered man remained.

Seeing that there were still so many people left in the array, the four old men frowned slightly, and after glancing at each other, they tacitly stretched out their hands at the same time and pointed to the big array.

In an instant, the sword shadow power in the formation increased by a few times out of thin air, and hundreds of lightsabers attacked the remaining few people in the field together, except for Feng Yushan, the other three were all under a sharp increase in pressure.

Subconsciously, the three of them leaned together, back to back, against the sword shadow in the air.

Countless silver-white sword shadows pounced up, as if wrapping the three of them into a huge silver ball.

In the silver ball, the three of them struggled to support, Su Ping and Ren Xian were fine, and the big man seemed to be at the end of the crossbow, and he was in danger.

Yes!

A howl of pain suddenly came from beside him, Su Ping looked distractedly, and saw that one of the big man's arms was actually cut off, and blood was flying.

A part of the blood splashed into Su Ping's hand Soul Tiansu, Soul Tiansu trembled, and Su Ping clearly felt the excitement of Soul Tiansu.