Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 411 The Power of the Sword Array
The dense sword energy is woven in the sky like a sword net, covering the land for several miles, and in the sword energy, there are one hundred and eight extremely sharp and dazzling giant swords.

Xiaoqian Sword Formation, this is Lu Feng's most proficient killing formation.

Before coming to Piaoxue City, Lu Feng knew that with his strength, at most he would cause some troubles, but he could not cause a sensation.

So he had to carve this little thousand sword formation beside the snowy abyss early on.

Moreover, with the arrogance of Emperor Mu Xing Dynasty, he would not be taken seriously at all, and no one would have expected that someone would be able to carve out such a terrifying formation.

So he revealed his treasure and used provocative methods to attract Han Cheng and others.

Bang bang!

Under Lu Feng's control, dozens of giant swords swept away, and immediately several strong men from the Blood Clothed Sect were chopped off in half.

The glaring blood sprinkled on the white snow was particularly conspicuous, and the mouths of those onlookers were so wide open, this sudden change made them unable to react.

When will there be a sword formation in this snowy abyss?
And, so scary.

Lu Feng's gaze has been locked on Han Cheng.

Flicking his fingertips, one after another giant swords moved according to his mind. In this instant, the giant swords tore through the air, and fell madly towards the Xueyimen, a true martial arts realm, like a sky.

The man's eyes were full of panic, and he fled crazily. The power of this sword array was beyond his ability to resist.

However, the Eagle King's icy pupils shot out cold lights, and the retreat of this person was blocked by the fluttering of his wings.

Moreover, the Eagle King has rough skin and thick flesh, so he doesn't care about this person's attack at all.

Chi Chi!

After the one hundred and eight great swords fell, the blood-clothed sect expert was cut into a cloud of blood mist.

Not only that, many onlookers were horrified to see that the sword array was simply Shura, and every time the giant sword swept across, the troops of Mu Xingdi's dynasty were beheaded without accident.

The sudden change made Han Cheng's and the others' complexions gradually turn cold. Looking at the snow field shining with inscription formations around them, their hearts became more and more heavy.

They did not expect that Lu Fengfeng was an inscription master with extremely high skill in formation.

It's not that there are people who can form formations in the ancient continent, but no one is as terrifying as Lu Feng.

At most, those people carved some small formations that caused trouble, but they didn't have Lu Feng's extremely terrifying sword formation.

Never fight with an inscription master who has engraved the formation, that would be an extremely stupid thing.

Of course Han Cheng knew this.

Therefore, the moment Han Cheng saw the formation, he gave up his intention to kill Lu Feng.

Because this sword formation is far beyond the range he can resist, unless a half-step Tianwu strongman can resist those giant swords and kill the people who set up the formation.

"retreat!"

He suddenly yelled, stared at Lu Feng with hatred in his eyes, and then rushed out extremely quickly, trying to get out of the range of the sword formation.

The range of this sword array is only a few miles, and he can leave with one breath.

"If you only think of escaping now, I'm afraid you underestimated my sword array too much."

Looking at the group of warriors fleeing in all directions, a smile appeared on the corner of Lu Feng's mouth.

He didn't pay attention to those fleeing blood-clothed warriors, but manipulated the huge sword to fall directly towards Han Cheng.

The Xueyimen are just their lackeys, no matter how many they kill, it will not make Mu Xingdichao feel bad, but this Han Cheng is the real arrogance among them.

The giant sword fell, bringing with it a roar that shook the sky.

Han Changchang's spear stabbed out suddenly, and the shadows of the spears all over the sky resisted and went away, and then he dodged, barely avoiding the range of the giant sword.

"What do you want?" Han Cheng's face was uncertain, and the hand holding the spear trembled slightly.

Apparently this kid was targeting him, refusing to kill others, and directed all his strength at him alone.

"Of course I killed you."

Lu Feng's slender fingers pointed at Han Cheng from a distance, and suddenly the giant sword roared away, and the sharp sword light almost tore apart the flat snowfield.

"The Holy Spear Art, the Sky Slashing Spear!"

Han Cheng let out an angry roar, and the fierce aura of the endless spear burst out of the sky, and a domineering spear shadow hovered in the air, and the terrifying tremors approached these giant swords.

The giant swords shattered one after another. At this time, Han Cheng's fighting power was so powerful that no giant sword could come close to him while dancing.

"Little Thousand Sword Formation, cut it for me!"

The gigantic sword was in the air, slashing continuously with one sword after another.

The earth-shattering sound immediately resounded over the snowy field, and a golden figure waved a long spear, and the surging power turned into ripples and spread out.

Those giant swords shattered one after another, and then condensed out under the power of the formation.

The fierce battle also caused the true energy in Han Cheng's body to flow crazily. He looked gloomy and shouted: "Stop this kid for me!"

Immediately, a group of strong men returned to rescue.

But how could Lu Feng let them do what they wished, and immediately let Ying Wang Baizhang stand in front of him.

He split dozens of sword lights and turned them into fierce swords to kill those weaker ones.

Those above the ninth level of Zhenwu were able to resist Lu Feng's sword light by virtue of their own strength, but those of the seventh or eighth level of Zhenwu were much weaker, and they died one after another under the aim of every giant sword.

"This array of mages is too terrifying. I can resist so many powerful people with my own strength, and I won't fall behind."

"But the formation master also has a fatal flaw, that is, the more terrifying the formation, the longer it will take, and who will give them time in the real battle. Into the array."

While the battle was fierce, the onlookers were discussing.

at this time.

Among the sword formations.

Those strong men who came back to help were also in dire straits, especially the strong men from the Blood Clothes Sect trembled in their hearts, and many of them fled crazily.

Only a few members of Emperor Mu Xing's dynasty were still desperately resisting.

Han Cheng was also very uncomfortable at the moment. Although the Gun Saint Art is powerful, it consumes a lot of real energy.

Nearly half of the real energy in his body has been consumed now.

"Bastard, you know my identity, you dare to kill me!"

Han Cheng roared wildly, and the spear shadows broke through the giant sword one after another.

"Heh, I'm not that interested in knowing your identity."

The corner of Lu Feng's mouth raised a icy arc, and immediately his body suddenly rushed out, and the Da Luo Fengtian Palm carried the monstrous giant sword and slashed down.

"Sharp Gun Mark!"

A spear stabbed out, and the terrifying marks circled out, but they were immediately entangled under the palm of Lu Feng Daluo Fengtian, and then the giant swords fell on him.

Bang!
The low and muffled sound immediately exploded Han Cheng's clothes, and there was a golden armor on his body.

It was the armor that blocked most of the damage for him.

Han Cheng sneered: "You didn't expect that, I have this armor for protection."

Lu Feng looked at it, and found that the armor was actually the best of the heavens. Although it was not as good as the one Huangfufeng gave him, it was still a very precious treasure.

"I want to see how many lives this armor can save your life."

While manipulating the formation with a ray of mind, Lu Feng's domineering attacks fell on Han Cheng one after another.

With the help of the terrifying sword array, Han Cheng could barely resist Lu Feng's attack.

But at this moment, Han Cheng is very confident. His eyes are looking at the sword formation, and those complicated formations of inscription patterns dimmed at an extremely fast speed.

This shows that the power of the sword array is not as good as before.

"Haha, your sword array is about to collapse, let me see what method you will use to kill me!"

(End of this chapter)