"This seat has long since completely absorbed the memories of this body, playing the role of Kenkong for hundreds of years without being discovered."

Holding something on Jiankong's body, he said to Xiao Peng without joy or sorrow: "Jiankong does remember you, but the memory is not deep, so this seat didn't recognize you at the first time." ”

"Ha, I pressed my sword to the ground until I cried!"

Xiao Peng's spiritual power output increased, and the power of the Thunder and Fire Twin Blades increased, bursting with sparks and arcs, but instead of attacking forward, they swung around indiscriminately—the Thunder and Fire Twin Blades slashed through the empty place, colliding with the invisible attack: "You said that the Sword Sky doesn't remember me well enough?" Then I'll beat you to the ground again today!" ”

"Sure enough, you can detect it, the 'Phaseless Sword' of this seat."

Holding something on Jiankong's body, he finally stretched out his right hand: "Based on this alone, you are qualified to know the name of this seat." ”

"Love to say it or not."

The thunder fire in Xiao Peng's hand dissipated, and he grabbed a white metal ball in his hand: "Anyway, next, I will use all my strength to beat you to cry!" ”

"Now that you know, there is no need for this seat to borrow the name of the sword sky."

His body was flooded with spiritual power fluctuations, and his momentum quickly and steadily climbed to a level far beyond that of all the Tribulation Cultivators present: "All Dharma is empty, it is empty, it is empty, it is empty. ”

Kongkong's right hand was raised to the side, palm facing down, and said lightly: "The sword is coming." ”

In the Divine Sword Gate complex behind him, tens of thousands of sword lights suddenly rose into the sky.

"Formation."

With an order from the air, thousands of disciples of the Divine Sword Sect followed the sword light closely, flew to a fixed position, and formed a sword formation with the sword light, condensing their own sword qi and sword intent, turning into a divine sword that could fight against the Tribulation Monks, blocking the eight Tribulation Monks other than Xiao Peng.

"That empty hand over to the Demon Hunter Daoist, let's hurry up and break the formation, and be sure to capture the Divine Sword Gate before those nine Tribulation Sword Cultivators come back!"

Fanhua said while casting a spell, In an instant, the Divine Sword Gate was dozens of miles in radius, and it was submerged by countless spiritual flowers, and the disciple who was not high in cultivation was dazzled, and he had already fallen into some kind of hallucination.

Suddenly, a voice came from among the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect: "Slash!" ”

A slash full of sword intent and sword qi split all the spirit flowers in two, and there was even excess sword qi that continued to slash towards the flowers.

But before it touched the flowers, it was blocked by the formation generated out of thin air and dissipated.

"Fellow Flower Daoist, this array is called 'Ten Thousand Swords Gathering Heart Array', which can gather the sword qi and sword intent of all the sword cultivators in the array, and it is not easy to attack, so let's come."

Ming Zhen said, crossing the flowers and meeting the sword formation of the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect.

There was another sound of "Chop!" from the front. The slashes flew towards Ming Zhen in a steady stream.

"Using the formation to gather strength is indeed enough to resist the Tribulation Monk."

Ming Zhen took out a magic weapon shaped like a brush, stepped forward step by step, waved the brush in his hand continuously, arranged the void formation, and defended the slash: "But the flaw is also very obvious - in order to gather enough monks, this kind of formation has many nodes and a large scale, and a little interference can hinder the operation of the formation." ”

Approaching a certain distance, the brush in Ming Zhen's hand made a stroke on the sword formation of the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect in the air, and the huge sword array was immediately shattered.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect did not sit still, they drew their swords one after another, and rushed towards the eight Tribulation Realm cultivators at the cost of their lives.

"Old-fashioned, I like to beat juniors the most."

Gu Wei

Wu Fight held a handful of dust in his hand, fluttered forward, and waved.

In the next moment, in front of each disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, there was an indisputable person, and the aura emitted was strong and weak, but it was a big realm higher than the disciple of the Divine Sword Sect opposite.

These indisputable movements were neatly aligned, and as soon as they appeared, they aimed at each disciple's face and threw the dust in their hands.

"I'll give it to the three Daoists here, let's go to the Divine Sword Gate to find out."

Fanhua said to the remaining five: "If you find any arrangement, destroy it as soon as possible." ”

As soon as the six of them separated, eighteen sword cultivators who were close to the tribulation jumped out of the Divine Sword Gate, in groups of three, blocking in front of them.

"It seems that they are not going to let us pass easily."

Song Changhe was still talking, and the long knife in his hand had already slashed towards the person in front of him.

Of the other five Tribulation Cultivators, only Cang Yan and Jin Tian would cooperate, and the rest were all fighting on their own, and there were even two who were not good at fighting.

On the other hand, the monks of the Divine Sword Sect who blocked them, although their cultivation was a big realm behind, they cooperated with each other tacitly, coupled with the home battle, and from time to time with the help of the formations that existed around them, they would not be solved for a while and a half, and they successfully dragged several monks from the catastrophe.

At this time, the Yuan Immortal Realm monks, who were slightly slower than several of the Tribulation Monks, were expressionless one by one, and they were pushed by An Wenjian's formation and arrived at the scene.

"Fellow Daoists, be careful, don't get drawn into the battle."

An Wenjian calmly reminded: "The first task of our trip is to sabotage the plan of the Divine Sword Gate. I hope that all of you Daoists can now separate first and find a place where the Divine Sword Gate is well arranged. ”

Including potatoes, although a group of Yuanxian monks were not happy to hear about the "ordering" move, they knew the severity of the matter, so they didn't say anything, and silently dispersed, wandering between the buildings of the Divine Sword Gate to look for it.

An Wenjian stretched his divine vision to the limit and directly located An Xiaofu, but the large number of formations around him were too conspicuous, and with a slight movement, he could attract dozens of Divine Sword Sect disciples to attack with flying swords.

Although these attacks could not break through the defenses of the formations around An Wenjian, they seriously interfered with his advance. In this chaotic scene at the moment, it is too dangerous to put away the formations, and there is no way to save Xiaofu by maintaining these formations.

[Then you can only clean up all the things that get in the way first!] 】

An Wen saw that he directly had a murderous intent, and he didn't care whether the hole cards were or not, the cuffs were pulled apart, and thousands of formations were thrown out in one go.

These array disks flew on their own to the formations maintained around An Wenjian's body, and they were inlaid with them, further increasing the already many formations, and it looked like they were almost turning into a huge "array ball".

Suddenly, an invisible slash fell on the outermost formation, directly cutting through a third of the defensive formation, and by the way, dozens of formations were split.

“！”

An Wen was startled when he saw this—his divine vision didn't find what was attacking him.

Just as he was wondering, a cold voice suddenly came from his ears: "This seat is full of swords, but it can't cut through all your formations." ”

The divine consciousness field of vision was concentrated, and An Wen also turned his head to look over, and found that the little Peng Sect master of the Extreme Heaven Gate was facing a guy who was a little scary in cultivation: [Hey, this spiritual power fluctuation... Eight, no! It's the Nine Tribulations! (swear words), why is there a guy who hasn't become an immortal in the Nine Tribulations!? 】

Immediately afterwards, An Wenjian noticed Xiao Peng's situation: [Isn't he only five tribulations? Leapfrogging and fighting with the Nine Tribulation Sword Cultivators, they are actually just head-on? And don't fall behind, and even occupy a slight advantage! Where does this come from?! 】

But as soon as he thought that such a wall was his own person, An Wen suddenly felt a sense of security - just after a little of this feeling, the broken place of the formation was hit by an invisible attack again. This time, the remaining two-thirds of the formation was cut by a quarter.

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