Chapter 145: Floating Dust Sword
We looked at the people who surrounded us, and we all felt that they could spell, and it seemed that they were not easy to deal with.
As soon as Luo He raised his hand and fell, the people surrounding us took out their swords one by one, cast spells, and floated in the air one by one.
"Oh no, it's a sword formation." Liu Yan looked at the sword floating in the air, and cast a spell to scatter the sword array before it was formed, but that gave Liu Yan a chance, and Liu Yan was bounced back as soon as he cast the spell.
We watched as the sword formation took shape, one sword after another conjured into many swords, and one fell down sharply, we couldn't sacrifice the defensive circle, and the four of us were in the circle of light.
This sword formation is very powerful, and we have been thinking about how to break the formation since we sacrificed the defensive circle.
Luohe on the side watched us sacrifice the defensive circle, the sword array could not break our defensive circle for a while, frowned slightly, waved the folding fan in his hand, and a coercion descended, and a sword pressed our defensive circle.
We struggled to support it, and we really couldn't see how strong this Luohe River was.
Before I could figure out how to break the formation, I only heard a "bang", the defensive circle was broken, pieces of debris fell to the ground, and Yu Moxuan reflexively protected me under me.
A sharp sword fell on Yu Moxuan's body, Liu Yan and Blood Crow immediately changed their forms when the sword was about to fall, and the two were protected by a cloud of red fire and black smoke respectively, which could be regarded as surviving a round of attacks from the sword formation.
I looked at Yumo Xuan's sword, tears flowed out subconsciously, and my whole face turned into a bitter gourd face and wrinkled.
But Luohe and they were willing to give us time to breathe, and the second round of sword rain began all of a sudden.
"Don't." Tears rolled down his cheeks, crying.
Liu Yan and Blood Raven were about to sacrifice the protective shield, but this time it was only the two of them and they were also injured, and it broke after a short while.
I wanted to protect Yu Moxuan under me, I didn't want him to get hurt again, but he hugged me tightly, and I couldn't move at all.
I buried myself in his arms, and my mouth was full of shouts of his name.
The second round of sword rain fell, Liu Yan and Blood Crow were both seriously injured, if they fell the sword again, they might not be able to stand it, and Yu Moxuan's entire back was covered with blood, and I only felt that my heart was twisted and painful.
"It's good to be able to hold on to this hundred-person sword formation for two rounds!" Luohe sneered, and the third round was also sacrificed, this third round may be able to live Liu Yan and Blood Crow, but Yu Moxuan will definitely not survive!
"Yu Mo Xuan." I tried to push him away, I cried.
"Shiyou, I will protect you, you believe me." Yu Moxuan obviously didn't have much strength anymore, but the perseverance in his deep eyes deeply shocked my heart.
"Yu Mo Xuan." I could only shout his name in my heart.
Seeing that the third round of sword rain was about to fall, suddenly the dark clouds in the sky suddenly changed, lightning and thunder, and a sword flew towards us at a high speed.
As soon as the sword fell, the entire sword array suddenly fell apart, and the sword flew straight to Yu Moxuan's side.
I saw this sword, this is not the sword that Yu Mo Xuan was drunk with ink in his previous life!
Yu Moxuan also saw him raise his hand and grasp the sword, the sword floated in the air with him, the sword emitted a bright light, the light surrounded Yu Moxuan, and Yu Moxuan's injuries gradually healed.
"What is this sword?" Liu Yan covered the injured position and looked at Yu Moxuan floating in the air.
"The Floating Dust Sword, the weapon of the Heavenly God of War Drunken Yunyuan." As soon as the blood crow's words came out, everyone present was shocked.