Chapter 342: Bloody Cloth (9)
The four sides are prisons, a thousand sword formations, a huge sword array that can only be laid with at least four thousand or more flying swords, if the flying swords are all magic weapons, even the strong people who cultivate for the Yuan Ying will not escape death!
The Wind and Thunder Sword Formation is just one of the sword formations that the Immortal Monarch is proficient in, and now this Thousand Soldiers Sword Formation, when the Lord of the Blue Sky was in the Yuanying Realm, used it to kill ten strong enemies of the same rank.
The perfect fit between the way of the sword and the way of the formation has derived the method of the sword formation.
The sword array integrates the fierceness of the sword and the mystery of the formation, and its power surpasses the sword and the formation, and is listed as the largest means of killing the enemy, and the sword formation is out, there must be an attack and no defense, which is a single means that is completely used to kill the enemy.
The huge sword array that appeared at the exit of the transformation realm was like a whirlpool standing up, somewhat similar to the exit of the transformation realm, but the difference was that the vortex at the exit of the transformation realm was composed of sand and dust, while the vortex of the sword array was composed of flying swords with cold light.
Countless fish-like flying swords circulate in the whirlpool according to a strange trajectory, flickering east and west, fluctuating, if you perceive it carefully, the whole mind will fall into that strange whirlpool, unable to extricate itself for a long time.
The flying sword magic weapon of the nine Jindan monks of Nanzhao was suddenly stopped, and in the face of this huge sword array, Yu Qian's expression changed and changed, and the Nanzhao masters behind him also looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
Just from the breath of the sword formation, they could feel the extraordinaryness of this sword formation, if they broke in rashly, they didn't dare to guarantee whether they would come out alive, and after muttering for a long time, Yu Qian waved his hand without a trace. The other eight Jindan monks began to slowly retreat in the footsteps of the commander.
The chaotic battlefield is still full of swords, and the Dao Law is blowing up everywhere from time to time. At this time, Lu Xichen also personally killed a Nanzhao Jindan monk, who was originally fighting against the five major sects. There are only seven people left.
Without a magic weapon, if it is two monks of the same level who are evenly matched, then the side that loses the magic weapon is almost doomed, but Qingzhou Mingyu's talent is almost unmatched in Qingzhou, with her proficient middle-level ice Dao method, even if Lu Xichen does not use the magic weapon, there is a chance to kill the same level.
With the convergence of the remaining nine people, the Nanzhao side gradually gathered the team. Once the sixteen Jindan gathered, even the five major sects did not dare to shake their edge, and the entire battlefield gradually quieted down.
The price of the melee is the death of countless monks, more than an hour of fierce battle, the five major sects and the scattered cultivators have already had more than a thousand people die on the battlefield, and it is a little strange that half of the monks killed in the battle of the five major sects were killed by the Nanzhao side. The other half was killed by their respective enemies.
The alliance that could not be reached made the five major sects jealous, and now the war has stopped. The monks of the two Lei Mu families immediately glared angrily, and the Cangyun Sect and the Seven Evil Sects even scolded loudly, and some even wanted to take action. Not to attack Nanzhao, but to attack the enemy.
The side of the Hanyu Sect. Lu Xichen wore a white dress, looking heroic. The white wrist was surrounded by a pure white ice crystal jade bracelet, this jade bracelet constantly had a streamer turning, and every time the halo rotated, a small piece of fine snowflakes would appear around Lu Xichen out of thin air, which looked strange and extraordinary.
Flying Snow Bracelet, a defensive magic weapon that has reached a mid-level level, the master of the Hanyu Sect has carried a strange treasure for many years, and now it has been passed on to Qingzhou Mingyu, with this strange treasure, even if Lu Xichen doesn't use a flying sword, I'm afraid no one can hurt her in this realm.
"Sword formation?"
Lu Xichen looked at the sword array that appeared at the exit of the transformation realm, and said in surprise, a trace of surprise appeared on her delicate little face, such a huge sword array, she couldn't think of anyone who had the ability to lay it down.
When he saw that Nanzhao's side also retreated, Lu Xichen became even more shocked: "Isn't it the sword array laid by Nanzhao? Who is the person who set up the array?"
As if in response to Lu Xichen's question, a cold voice without any emotional fluctuations suddenly came from the sword array.
"Disciple Cangyun, enter the battle!"
A transmission with the help of spiritual power, the sound was not loud, but it resounded throughout the battlefield, after hearing this sound, the monks of Nanzhao were obviously angry, the Lei Mu family was dumbfounded, and the side of the Seven Evil Sects was even more inexplicable, even the disciples of the Cangyun Sect did not know what to do.
However, in the ranks of the Cold Jade Sect, Lu Xichen heard who the familiar words came from.
"Bai Yi!" Lu Xichen stared at the sword formation in surprise, his small mouth open enough to fit a duck egg.
Bai Yi's voice, the vast majority of cultivators in the transformation realm felt very unfamiliar, and a few monks were extremely familiar, in the team of the Cangyun Sect, Wang He recognized Bai Yi's voice first, and he immediately said in surprise: "It's Bai Yi, the sword formation laid by Elder Bai!"
With Wang He's confirmation, Zhao Heng's expression seemed surprised, maybe the other disciples couldn't see the use of that sword array, but Zhao Heng had already seen Bai Yi's plan.
Bai Yi actually wanted to use a huge sword array to block all the cultivators except Cangyun!
If it was another time, the sword formation at the exit of the transformation realm would basically be ignored, but now it is only less than half an hour before the end of the spiritual vein dispute, and there was Nanzhao's sword cage to block it before, and not a single monk has left the transformation realm at all, this kind of critical juncture Once the people of the Cangyun Sect leave, and the others can't leave, then the result will be that Cangyun will win the leader of this spiritual vein battle!
In the transformation realm where no one has left, the deadline is approaching, as long as the sword array still blocks the other monks in the transformation realm when the deadline is reached, even if the Cangyun disciple brings out a piece of rock pith crystal, the Cangyun Sect is also a winner!
Thinking of this, Zhao Heng felt his blood surge, and an inexplicable excitement made him almost scream.
Every ten years, the battle of the spiritual vein, Cangyun has not won once in a hundred years, if you can win the ten-year right to use the high-level spiritual vein, not only the Cangyun disciples who enter the transformation realm will be rewarded, but the sect will also be a little stronger because of it.
Cangyun disciple, who has been suppressed by other sects for many years, has long had a bad breath in his heart, but he didn't expect that after being aggrieved for a hundred years, he can finally raise his eyebrows today, Zhao Heng trembled a little all over, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Cangyun disciple, enter the formation!"
The first one to rush towards the sword formation was indeed a disciple of Cangyun, but before Zhao Heng gave the order, the big man with a beard on his face had already run to the front of the sword formation, and without even thinking about it, he plunged into countless flying swords.
The first one to enter the battle was naturally Jiang Dachuan, who hid in a pile of corpses and pretended to be dead for a long time, where has he been 'dead' since the beginning of the war, staring at the two big eyes that refused to look at him, not looking at others, always staring at Bai Yi's red robe, not to mention, there were dead people all around, Jiang Dachuan's coat absorbed a layer of evil qi and became a little red.
It can be said that from beginning to end, Jiang Dachuan's eyes have never left Bai Yi, others don't know what Bai Yi has done, Jiang Dachuan can see it clearly, until the sword array appears, Jiang Dachuan immediately jumped up from the pile of corpses, and almost scared a nearby disciple of the Seven Evil Sect to death.
After Zhao Heng issued the order, he immediately hurried in the direction of the sword formation, Wang He and some Cangyun disciples who were familiar with Bai Yi followed, seeing many fellow disciples rushing towards the sword formation, and the remaining Cangyun disciples also rushed up, running in the direction of the sword formation.
When all the Cangyun disciples were rushing to the sword array, only one Cangyun monk did not move.
Lang Wuya stood in the distance, looking at the sword array with cold eyes, and his footsteps didn't move, not that he didn't want to leave the transformation realm, but he knew that as long as he stepped into that sword array, Bai Yi would not hesitate to kill.
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