Chapter 49: The Sword Formation

With the dance of the ten fingers of the blood-clothed cultivator, his ten fingers were like each possessing its own independent soul, and they actually danced back and forth at different frequencies between the several Xun holes.

Between the rapid intersections of the ten fingers, the fingers of the blood-clothed cultivator changed from one to two, from two to four, and the several ghosts caused by the rapid finger speed even made it difficult to distinguish the boundary between the real and the illusory under the layers of blurred layers of sand and dust in the sandbar realm.

And the Soul Xun, which was supposed to be supported by the palm of his hand, was completely dependent on the force generated by the ten fingers of the blood-clothed cultivator when it touched the Xun hole, and it was almost floating in mid-air as if it were still!

Under the blood-clothed cultivator's magic technique, the soul conjuring Xun in his hand emitted a series of five-tone sounds.

Suddenly, a strange song that did not conform to any music theory at all sounded from above the sea of sand!

With this extremely strange tune, the five white-clothed puppets first trembled all over. Then, their movements, which had seemed a little stiff, began to become flexible.

As if they had been given their souls by this strange magical sound, the five white-clothed puppets stepped on their own tunes and quickly pressed towards Yang Zhentian in a coordinated pace that almost seemed perfect!!

Listening to the piercing magic sound in his ears that couldn't be called the tone at all, and looking at the white-clothed puppet in front of him that had become very dexterous, Yang Zhentian's heart was shocked to the extent that it could not be described in words.

This kind of puppet manipulation ability, needless to say, he Yang Zhentian can't do it, even in the landlord Le Kongming, he has never seen it.

Yang Zhentian didn't understand, why, why someone could not be disturbed by this five-tone one-in-one magic sound, why the blood-clothed man in front of him, who only cultivated in the foundation building period, played a series of magic sounds, his breath seemed to be not disturbed at all, as if his mind was not disturbed by the magic sound at all?!!

No matter how many doubts he had in his heart, Yang Zhentian at this moment had no extra time to think. Because as time passed, the five white-clothed cultivators had already rushed in front of him!

Say it's too late, then it's too soon!

I saw five white-clothed cultivators, faintly surrounding Yang Zhentian in the middle of the five with the momentum of fishing nets.

Then, without any hesitation, the five white-clothed puppets stabbed the sharp swords in their hands towards Yang Zhentian's body, and the five vital points on his body were stabbed together!

Seeing the five deadly sword lights attacking, Yang Zhentian had to temporarily let go of all the thoughts in his heart, and instantly split the true yuan of his whole body into two: one way rushed straight up along the middle of the body and Xuanji, and the other way circled down along the Shenque and the middle pole, and broke out of the body with a rotating momentum!

Under the combined effect of the two rotating true elements, an extremely strong hedge air flow began to rotate faster and faster with Yang Zhentian's body.

In a moment's effort, it turned into a circle of invisible swords around Yang Zhentian's body, slashing straight at the white-clothed puppets around him!

In an instant, the sound of swords and swords clashing metal resounded throughout the sandbar.

With Yang Zhentian's strong Jindan stage cultivation, the five white-clothed puppets were forced to retreat seven steps away under this round of sword collisions!!

And although Yang Zhentian retreated from the enemy with one move, due to the reckless use of the True Yuan, his face, which was already slightly pale due to excessive blood loss, instantly turned a little whiter.

Feeling the qi and blood tumbling all over his body again, Yang Zhentian just raised his hand, intending to use his skills to heal his injuries again, and forcibly suppressed the injuries, but the strange sound of Xun on the sand dunes in the distance sounded again!

In a loud rumpet-like mix, the five white-clothed puppets were inspired to bend their bodies down, and at the same time began to sweep their legs roundly, forcing Yang Zhentian again with a rotating momentum.

Driven by the fast-moving legs of the white-clothed puppet, layers of yellow sand rolled towards Yang Zhentian from five directions like waves stirred up in a sea of sand!

It only took one breath of time, and the waves of the sand sea that were rolling higher and higher in the five layers were like the five petals of a lotus flower about to close, slowly covering Yang Zhentian into the sea of sand!

Seeing the wall of yellow sand approaching Yang Zhentian closer and closer, the five white-clothed puppets threw the sharp swords in their hands into the five sand walls in front of them with the power of rotation!!

For a while, five blood-colored sword lights pierced through the wall of yellow sand at the same time, stabbing towards Yang Zhentian inside the wall!

And although Yang Zhentian's divine sense inside the wall could not penetrate the thick sand wall, the moment the sword penetrated the sand wall, his powerful divine sense could immediately sense the direction of the sword.

So, between the slight movements of his pace, Yang Zhentian easily dodged the sneak attack of the five flying swords, and even used this moment to start to move quickly and re-stabilize the injury.

But just as he was reactivating his True Qi, the five swords that had already been dodged by him actually penetrated the wall again, and attacked him again at a faster speed than the last time!

Under the rapid speed of this flying sword, Yang Zhentian moved his pace in a bit of a panic, and finally dodged the five flying swords again. And this time, an extremely uneasy feeling began to rise in his heart, because he seemed to have a sense of déjà vu in the trajectories of the five flying swords.

Outside the sand wall, the five white-clothed puppets were following the tone of the strange xun sound, making a counterclockwise rotation around the sand wall with different steps.

As their bodies spun around, they kept throwing their swords into the sand wall.

Almost at the same time, the puppet on the other side of the sand wall that had just moved into position caught the flying sword, and then threw the sword into the wall with a spinning force and even faster speed!

In this way, under the movement of the five white-clothed puppets, a counterclockwise pentagram with five white-clothed puppets as the apex and the light of the flying sword as the trajectory was formed on this sandbar.

And at the moment when the pentagram was completely formed, Yang Zhentian, who was in the middle of the array, finally reflected with a hint of shock:

"This... Is this it? The five-pointed star sword formation in the Ten Sword Formations of the Forbidden Heavenly Sword Gate Zhenzong !!"