Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 236 Sword Formation vs. Sword Formation

Mo Changfeng grinned and said, "Now you know how to be afraid, right? My real trump card is not the secret attack of divine sense, but the sword formation. For a small sect like Xingji Sect, even if it is lucky to have a secret attack of divine sense that can You practice, but how can you compare with our Bailang Mountain, the moment the sword formation comes out, it will be the time for you to confer the head!"

Luo Ning glanced at Ling Tian, ​​and said relaxedly to his fellow disciples: "Look! As long as Mo Changfeng uses the sword array, that kid will definitely be defeated, so I never think that a monk from a small place like Dayue Kingdom can Where is it so powerful, compared with us, the background is too far behind, this battle is meaningless!"

His face was quite pale, but Ling Tian was able to force out Mo Changfeng's ultimate move, which was a good thing for him. At least when they fought, he knew himself and the enemy, and defeated Mo Changfeng. Maybe another three points.

"I said that Mo Changfeng couldn't lose, and you don't even think about it, he hasn't even used the sword array yet!"

"As soon as the sword formation came out, the cultivator from the Great Yue Kingdom would be dead. If he is a disciple of our Heyu Sect, with his talent combined with our background, he might be another super genius like Senior Brother Luo!"

"So what about a genius, an arrogant guy like this, even if he doesn't die in the hands of Mo Changfeng, he will have to be killed by our Senior Brother Luo. He dares to think about the treasures in the Yuanshen Cave Mansion, it's simply ignorant!"

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Many disciples of the Crane Feather Sect started discussing one after another, and a few disciples even moved to Luo Ning's side, flattering him vigorously.

The Bailang Mountain disciples around Mo Changfeng all pointed at Ling Tian and yelled and cursed angrily. Although Ling Tian was powerful and forced Mo Changfeng back twice, they still had full confidence in Mo Changfeng.

"The robe on Senior Brother Mo's body is a high-grade magic weapon in the Purple Mansion. Combined with the sword array, how could that kid win?"

"How can the power of the sword array be imagined by monks in such a small place?"

"Let's just sit and watch how Brother Mo can easily kill that kid!"

Listening to the words of those Bailang Mountain cultivators, Ling Tian couldn't help shaking his head helplessly, and said coldly, "Could it be that you think that only Bailang Mountain has the method of practicing sword formation?"

When Mo Changfeng and Luo Ning heard his words, Qiqi's expression changed, and after a while, Mo Changfeng shouted in a deep voice: "Could it be that you want to say that you can also control the sword array?"

"That's right, the sword array is not unique to you at Bailang Mountain!" Ling Tian nodded lightly, rubbing his fingers lightly on the ring, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Very good, I want to see what's so great about your sword formation!" Mo Changfeng sneered disdainfully on his face, even if a sect in a small place like Dayue Kingdom has the inheritance of the sword formation cultivation method so what?Could it be compared with the secret method of Bailang Mountain?
Not to mention that his Golden Dragon Sword Formation is composed of 72 Zifu low-grade flying swords, which are infinitely powerful. Could it be that Ling Tian can also take out the same Zifu low-grade flying swords to form a sword formation?
Ling Tian shook his head and chuckled, his finger caressing the ring suddenly stopped, and then flying swords, like swimming fish, flew out of the ring, circling around in front of him.

"It's really a sword formation!" Mo Changfeng's pupils constricted, his face showing disbelief, just now he thought Ling Tian was just bluffing!Unexpectedly, he was actually able to control the sword array.

Luo Ning's eyes were fixed on the sword formations that were still pouring out continuously, his face was full of surprise, and he said in a low voice: "How is it possible, these flying swords are actually, all of them are low-grade magic weapons of the Purple Mansion. How many flying swords are there?"

In a short while, all 324 flying swords appeared in front of Ling Tian, ​​like cheerful little fishes, circling and swimming around him non-stop, and the flashing light of the formation on the blades almost knocked the crane feather door open. And the eyes of many monks in Bailang Mountain dazzled.

"Impossible, it is impossible for you to control so many flying swords to form a sword array, you must be scaring me!" Mo Changfeng shook his head fiercely, and shouted angrily. With his strength, he can only control 72 flying swords. At this moment, there are more than 300 flying swords surrounding Ling Tian, ​​which is simply a number that makes him despair.

Not only Mo Changfeng, but also Luo Ning thought the same thing. He turned his head and whispered to the fellow next to him: "That kid must be bluffing. How could he use so many flying swords to form a sword formation? Mo Changfeng is already regarded as the imperial envoy sword!" A genius in the formation can only wield 72 flying swords, even if he is better than Mo Changfeng, a hundred at most should be his limit!"

Ling Tian listened to their words, just smiled lightly, then stretched out his hand to press in the void, the flashing formation runes on those flying swords connected with each other, and three mountain-like sword formations slowly appeared In front of Mo Changfeng and Luo Ning.

"It's really possible to control so many flying swords!" Luo Ning's eyes froze for a moment, he didn't expect the slap in the face to come so fast, one moment he was still saying that Ling Tian's limit was only a hundred flying swords, the next moment, more than 300 flying swords Feijian formed a sword array and appeared in front of him.

A bitter look appeared on Mo Changfeng's face, he took a deep look at Ling Tian, ​​and then shouted in a deep voice: "The number of flying swords does not mean the power of the sword array is strong, come on! Let me see your sword array, Is it my opponent of the Golden Dragon Sword Formation!"

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and tapped Ling Tian lightly, and the sword array suspended in mid-air burst into golden rays of light, like a golden dragon, and rushed towards Ling Tian.

Ling Tian's mind turned slightly, and the Qianyue Sword Formation moved according to his heart. The three mountains were closely connected and turned into a dazzling star, which collided with Mo Changfeng's Golden Dragon Sword Formation in midair.

boom!
The golden light flickered in mid-air, splashing in all directions like meteors. The sword formation shaped like a golden dragon collapsed instantly under the bombardment of Qianyue Sword Formation, with no power to resist at all, and those golden meteors flying out were just It is the flying swords that make up the Golden Dragon Sword Formation.

Mo Changfeng's face turned extremely pale in an instant, and the divine thoughts in his sea of ​​consciousness were annihilated. Beads of sweat gushed out from his forehead and then dripped down. The look in his eyes was extremely painful.

The sword formation was destroyed by Ling Tian, ​​and his divine sense was also severely damaged. It would take at least two years of cultivation to recover. If the foundation was damaged, I am afraid that from now on, he would never be able to make further progress on the path of the sword formation.

He reluctantly summoned back those scattered flying swords, stored them in the ring, pointed at Ling Tian, ​​and shouted angrily: "Little thief, you dare to hurt my foundation. From now on, you are our eternal enemy of Bailang Mountain!" , When you get out of the Fairy Trail Forest, I will never spare you, and the Xingji Sect behind you will also be ashesed by our Bailang Mountain!"

Ling Tian smiled faintly, and said in a deep voice: "If you kill me, you will naturally count me as unlucky, but if you are injured by me, you will destroy my sect. You are really domineering, but it is a pity that you have provoked me wrongly this time. Man, I, Ling Tian, ​​have always had grudges for revenge and kindness for kindness, since you want to kill me and destroy my sect, then you don’t have to go out and stay in the Fairy Trail Forest!”

Looking at the smile on Ling Tian's face, Mo Changfeng felt a bad feeling in his heart, and shouted loudly to his colleagues: "Go, go, this kid wants to kill us all!"

After hearing Mo Changfeng's words, many disciples of Bailang Mountain were stunned for a moment, and then they realized it, but they couldn't believe it. Could it be that all the disciples of Bailang Mountain could not deal with Ling Tian?
Only a few clever disciples were the first to react, and then they were about to withdraw. After Mo Changfeng gave a loud warning, a golden light shone from his body, gradually condensing into a pair of wings, as if he was about to use his magical powers to escape.

Ling Tian was so murderous, how could it be possible for these monks from Bailang Mountain to escape? Before they could react, he used the Jingyue Seizing God Art again, and the divine thoughts in the sea of ​​consciousness turned into ripples and rippled out, directly Submerged into those monks of Bailang Mountain, and shocked the souls of all of them at the same time.

Originally, Mo Changfeng still had some strength to resist Ling Tian's divine sense attack, so he wouldn't be easily intimidated by Ling Tian. It's just that his divine sense was damaged when the Golden Dragon Sword Formation collided with Ling Tian's Qianyue Sword Formation just now. It was even more unbearable for ordinary people, who fell directly into a state of trance, and could only be slaughtered by Ling Tian.

Ling Tian walked towards the monks of Bailang Mountain as if strolling in the courtyard. The Qianyue sword formation in front of him spread out and turned into hundreds of sharp lights, which followed him closely. From the neck of the monks of Bailang Mountain, Between the eyebrows and the heart crossed, and in an instant, the monks of Bailang Mountain fell to the ground, even Mo Changfeng was no exception. His eyes were wide open and he fell to the ground. There was a red wound the size of a grain of rice between his eyebrows, and his soul had already died. Was twisted to pieces.

Luo Ning and the others were all dumbfounded, and a Heyu Sect disciple next to him said softly: "Senior Brother Luo, should we run away? This kid is too cruel, and none of Bailang's people will be spared!"

Before Luo Ning could answer, Ling Tian had already turned around and looked towards them, then waved his hand lightly, pulling up the weapons, magic weapons, and the rings of the Bailang Mountain disciples with his divine sense, and put them into the Na ring. quit.

"How are you thinking? Hand over the clues of Yuanshen Cave Mansion, and I can let you go, otherwise, these people will be your fate!" Ling Tian asked Luo Ning, pointing at the scattered corpses of Bailang Mountain disciples beside him. He said, if he doesn't know how to praise, then he might as well bury all the elites of the Crane Feather Sect in the Fairy Trail Forest. As for Yuanshen Cave Mansion, Ling Tian believes that as long as he spends more time, he will definitely be able to find it.

"Senior Brother Luo, Yuanshen Cave Mansion is of great importance, we can't give the clue to this kid, we might as well fight him!" A disciple of Crane Feather Sect whispered next to him, money is touching, let alone the Cave Mansion of Yuanshen cultivator , Thinking of the various magic weapons and supernatural power inheritance inside, even if there is a glimmer of hope, they don't want to tell Ling Tian the clues.

(End of this chapter)