"Woo Woo ......"

There was an endless stream of sword groans, and sword lights of different colors shot straight up from below. There were as many as eighteen in total, and the sword light was like riding the wind and waves, and the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it came from below to the front.

"This is ......" Sui Feng couldn't help but be stunned, even the huge handprint above his head couldn't care less, and turned to look at the colorful light around him.

Under the eighteen sword lights that roared, each of them hid an immature face. These people who control such sword light are all teenagers who are just weak crowns. One of them took the lead, the long sword in his hand was swung again and again, and the Dao sword light poured out like water, and he rushed towards the handprint above Suifeng's head.

Behind him, the remaining seventeen sword qi responded from the side, and the momentum shook the sky. When he reached Sui Feng's side, the sword light stopped and spread out towards the void in all directions.

With the wind in his heart, a strong feeling of emotion suddenly rose. These eighteen people are none other than the Flying Immortal Sword Formation that he has carefully cultivated, and the first person at that time is naturally Zhang Xiaoxing.

Each person occupies a place, and a formation is formed in an instant. The direction in which each of these seventeen people stood followed the number of Zhou Tian's Star Dou, and as soon as they finished standing, they saw the dark night sky above their heads that had been suppressed by He Weidao trembled faintly. The power of the stars descended from the nine heavens and flowed into this formation. In the end, the strength of these seventeen people gathered together, and all of them were blessed in Zhang Xiaoxing's body at the top.

After Zhang Xiaoxing got the power of these seventeen people, his whole body was shocked. I only felt that the weight of the long sword in my hand had increased dramatically, as if I was holding a mountain in my hand. It's just that this time is the key to the key, and a handprint of what is the Tao is in front of him, if he can't resist it, not only will he not be able to save Suifeng, but he will even get into it.

This process is complicated to say, but from the appearance of the sword light, to the formation of the sword array, and finally Zhang Xiaoxing stopped in front of Sui Feng, these are just things between lightning and flint.

Zhang Xiaoxing gritted his teeth and endured this incomparable burden. The sword light in his hand jumped straight. The sound of the sword roared. Slash through the sky!

"Whew!"

Originally, the handprint of He Weidao was blocked by the power of the Wind Ancient Sutra, and its power was weakened by half. Moreover, this Xiao Xing had the blessing of that sword array, and gathered the power of the entire flying sword sword array, and finally broke that handprint in one blow! Dissipate in all directions.

"Retreat. This demon path is the lower realm of Sirius, which is the main killing. Even if you exert the Flying Immortal Sword Formation to ten percent of its power, you may not be his opponent. Withdraw quickly, withdraw quickly!

With the wind, Zhang Xiaoxing suddenly emerged. rescued himself at once, and instead of being a little relaxed in his expression, his brows tightened even tighter, and he shouted at Zhang Xiaoxing and the others. This Flying Immortal Sword Formation cost him a lot of effort, and he also looked forward to being able to shine on the battlefield in the future and use it to defend one side, if it was lost here, it was really not worth it.

Moreover, he didn't know what evil method he cultivated in this way, and it was much more powerful than the average master of the Dust Realm, and he received the killing power of what is the Tao and only waited to go back and refine it, which was like a tiger with wings for his own cultivation. It's not worth the bloody battle here at this moment, not to mention that this is the way to summon a lot of demonic beasts, Chang'an is about to be lost, no matter what, that Emperor Xuanzong has dragon energy, he is a true dragon emperor, and he must not be lost. What if you get hurt by the monsters?

Without hesitation with the wind, the seal in his hand pinched, and one after another "Teng" character seals flashed out of his body, and he was about to merge into the void and escape.

"You have collected the power of the stars of the poor road, and you still want to get away with it, you are wishful thinking! This sword formation is good, leave it for me!"

He Weidao shouted loudly, holding the Quartet in his hands, as if he wanted to smelt the entire void.

"What kind of Dao technique is this, how do I feel that the void in these four directions seems to be isolated, like an iron plate, and even the 'Teng' character seal can't be cast!"

The surrounding void suddenly shook, and all the character prints that flashed out of the wind's body were shattered. Sui Feng's face changed, and he directly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Not only that, in such a short period of effort, he felt that the killing power of the stars contained in his eyes began to move, as if he was about to poke a hole in his eyes at any time and flow out of it to kill one party.

"Sect Master, this Flying Immortal Sword Formation has been evolved by us to Dacheng. Although our strength is limited and we can't exert all the power in this sword array, we are already able to send out the Flying Immortal Sword, a supreme killing move. When we make a move, the real person in charge will once again perform the Shifting Secret Technique, move us out together, and we will definitely be able to get out of trouble!"

After Zhang Xiaoxing defeated one of He Weidao's handprints, he descended to Sui Feng's side and stood side by side with him.

"Okay! Let's get out together!"

Listening to him say this, his confidence increased a little more.

Zhang Xiaoxing shouted loudly, and the other seventeen disciples around him followed suit. Eighteen long swords were raised from afar, pointing straight at the sky. The power of the inexplicable years flowed on each of the swords, and this set of sword formations was obtained from the treasure house of the Ancient Heavenly Court with the wind, and it was not known how long it had been quiet since today.

The entire Tianyu, the power of thousands of stars was originally controlled by the demon clan before the ancient times. As soon as this sword array came out, it communicated a trace of the most eternal aura among the endless stars.

The pitch-black night sky, which was originally pitch black with only one Sirius hanging from it, suddenly appeared as a thousand stars. These stars shone in unison, and the wisps of star power converged and condensed, projecting far away towards the people who had formed a sword formation below.

"Knowing that I am the Nether of the Stars, I still want to gather the power of the stars to deal with me, don't you think it's too ridiculous?"

He Weidao smiled coldly, not looking at the power of the stars above his head at all. With a wave of the big sleeve, the secret technique in the sleeve unfolded. The cuff suddenly changed, and an endless force of attraction was transmitted from it, obscuring the entire void above his head.

What everyone never expected was that the power of the stars that had been projected towards the people in the flying sword formation actually turned around abruptly in the middle of the way, and went straight into the cuffs of He Weidao.

The stars twinkled, but they didn't even absorb the power of the stars.

"Flying immortals with a sword, killing gods and killing immortals!"

Zhang Xiaoxing's face was grim, he didn't look at the top of his head, and shouted. The left hand quickly sealed, and the long sword held in the right hand danced with it.

The other seventeen people all took him as their backbone, and seeing that Zhang Xiaoxing looked calm, although they had not summoned the power of the stars above the heavens as they wished, they were still orderly and did not have the slightest panic.

Eighteen dazzling sword lights slowly converged, and I saw a tremor in the void, gushing out a vicissitudes of eternal aura.

"It's a pity that the power of the stars was blocked by He Weidao, otherwise the power of this sword might have doubled several times. The voice of the blue light, which had been silent for a long time, came out again.

"What kind of sword array is this, it has such a vicissitudes of life! Could it be that some ancient thing can't be made?" He Weidao, who was blocking the power of the stars, was also taken aback, staring at the void with an incredible expression.

I saw that in the depths of the void where everyone's sword qi gathered, it faintly condensed into a snow-white figure. What started out as a tiny white dot swelled rapidly over time, making it look like a figure was coming out of the depths of the void.

In the blink of an eye, the void figure had already turned from virtual to real, and completely appeared in this space. However, the figure still looked a little ethereal, it turned out to be just a virtual projection.

"This is the consciousness projection of the Ancient Sword Immortal!"

He Weidao, who had always been calm and confident, was suddenly shocked, and looked at the ethereal figure in front of him in shock. (To be continued......)