As the number of people increased, the power erupted from the formation also doubled.
The endless force began to gather along a special route in the formation, and then formed a unified force that pressed on Yan Ming's body from all aspects.
Compared to what he felt just now, the pressure Yan Ming was experiencing now had almost doubled.
As the number of people increased, the area spread out by the formation also expanded a lot.
Although it looked more complicated, it was not chaotic at all. The newly joined Wudang Sect disciples did not have any stagnation at all. They were directly integrated into the formation without causing any confusion, and they quickly integrated into a whole.
The sword light is scorching, chaotic, and the figures are intertwined. Just looking at it makes me feel like my head is spinning. It seems that I can't see the rules at all, let alone touch the life gate.
If there were other people in the formation, even the master-level warriors would probably be dizzy. Coupled with the waves of force that the whole body withstood, it would have been a bit overwhelming.
However, Yan Ming still seemed unfazed at all, let alone affected by the chaotic sword light.
It's just that the incoming force still caused pressure on him. Now Yan Ming has fully used Feixu Jin and Tai Chi. The yin and yang are in harmony, and the two instruments are in harmony. It seems that a circle of special strength has been formed around him. , constantly responding to the oncoming pressure, and then dismantling it into parts and slowly removing it.
"beat!"
Qingxu, who was sitting on the formation's eye, saw that Yan Ming was so good at releasing his force and knew that he couldn't delay it, so he immediately issued an order.
The Wudang disciples drew their swords again, and the forces of the multiple long swords were connected again and superimposed on each other, forming several powerful offensives, attacking from several directions.
Yan Ming's true energy was released, and his clothes kept fluttering along with his body shape, and his toes slightly lifted off the ground.
However, he had just risen a few inches, and the force on his body suddenly increased a lot. It seemed that it was the power of the formation that made it impossible for him to escape in the air.
At this moment, several sword forces had arrived.
"We must force him to draw the sword this time!"
Qingxu and the other three people were thinking about this.
They have long heard that Guanzhong Shen's sword-catching skills are extraordinary, and that is what he is best at. If he doesn't even draw the sword, wouldn't it be too shameful for him to study formations in the Wudang Sect?
At the same time, Taoist Chongxu and others who were watching the battle outside were also worried.
Once their formation is in operation, it will become faster and faster, and as they accumulate powerful strength and are eager to find an outlet, the power they will burst out will become even more powerful.
Now there is a bit of killing intention. Even they who are watching outside feel the pressure. Yan Ming is in the battle, so you can imagine what it feels like.
Taoist Priest Chongxu was already prepared. If Yan Ming was defeated, he would immediately call out to stop.
After all, it was already remarkable that Yan Ming could force all the Wudang disciples to die and double the size of the formation.
But some people think that this Yan Ming is too generous, and he looks like a very face-saving person. He has already reached this point, and if he still insists on not drawing the sword, he is too concerned about face.
Yan Ming, who was now in the center, had no time to guess what they were thinking, but his eyes flashed rapidly.
With the blessing of his eyesight technique, all the movements of many Wudang disciples were seen very clearly, and all the details appeared in his mind.
Subsequently, some contents of Yanming Tai Chi also emerged and began to corroborate with the graphic scenes in his mind.
This formation may seem complicated, but in fact, no matter how many more people come in, it coincides with the relationship between yin and yang. Yan Ming easily understood this.
Where others had no clue, in Yan Ming's eyes, he had a different understanding.
Yan Ming still didn't choose to draw the sword, but he was delighted to see Hunter Xin, and the Tai Chi route in his body began to move.
The sword power was even more astonishing than before, and was followed by dozens of Wudang disciples pointing their long swords in unison.
Each sword movement affected the dozens of Wudang disciples. In an instant, nearly a hundred long swords formed specific directions and patterns like flower petals in bloom.
"Well done!"
Suddenly, Yan Ming's eyes opened and he started to drink loudly.
At the same time, he swayed and chose to take the initiative, heading straight for Qingxu.
Seeing this, Taoist Qingxu shook his head slightly, as if he was not optimistic about Yan Ming's attack.
However, several swords that came towards him reached Yan Ming in front and behind him, and he stretched out his palms to move his whole body, forming a strange force field.
The majestic sword struck, like a sharp blade cutting into the water, causing light ripples in front of Yan Ming's body, but it failed to break through at all.
Yan Ming rotated his hands, drew a clear ellipse in the air, and then drew it.
The two sword movements were directly introduced into his left and right palms respectively.
"ah?"
Taoist Priest Chongxu and others were stunned.
What they are best at in Wudang Kung Fu is the use of strength, which emphasizes the transformation of yin and yang.
But even Taoist Master Chongxu couldn't do it so completely as Yan Ming.
Even though he is young, he looks so mature in his actions. It would not be against the rules to say that he is an elderly senior of our sect.
The two swords were held in the palm of Yan Ming's hands.
But there was still no pause, and the swords were drawn from left to right, and the dozens of Wudang disciples who formed the sword force were instantly affected.
As Yan Ming moved, he moved his left hand, and a group of Wudang disciples rushed forward to grab it. They were unsteady and almost fell down.
He held his right hand, and the other group of disciples were pushed in front of them as if they were drunk. They fell on their backs one after another, crushing each other like falling dominoes.
Yan Ming then drew circles with his left and right hands, and the two groups of disciples changed the direction of the dumping.
They stumbled back and forth like this, which suddenly caused loopholes in the perfect formation.
The other Wudang disciples around them were bumped into or affected by them, causing them to lose their pace.
The formation was in operation, one step at a time, one step at a time, and soon everything was in chaos.
"Ouch, what are you doing!"
"Don't push me, don't squeeze in!"
"Follow me, follow me... I can't keep up!"
It was noisy for a while.
"Don't mess around, don't mess around!"
The three Taoists Qingxu, Qingzhi and Qingyin spoke eagerly to maintain order.
But just now the formation was operating very quickly, and suddenly something went wrong, and everything fell into chaos.
Even if many disciples wanted to be steady, they couldn't keep up with the position they were just in, and with the large number of people, it became even more chaotic.
As the formation stagnated, the strength that enveloped Yan Ming also loosened.
Even the sweeping force of the sword quickly dissipated, and the remaining strength was easily removed by Yan Ming, posing no threat at all.
However, Yan Ming himself did not contribute much to disrupt their formation.
With his level of Wudang Tai Chi, he can see the key points of the formation. He only needs to find the key points and use four or two to achieve such an effect.
There was also something not beautiful about the formation that Taoist Chongxu and the others modified, which was immediately caught by Yan Ming.
That is, since so many disciples can be added to connect their qi and integrate into one, thus achieving the effect of enhancing the power, it is naturally easy to be used by others. As long as the key point is struck accurately, it will affect the bull's nose and directly affect a large area. .
Just now, Yan Ming used this principle to make those Wudang disciples stagger with his backhand.
Qingxu was still commanding the Wudang disciples, but suddenly he felt a chill and all the hairs on his body stood up.
When he raised his head, he saw Yan Ming's palm pushing towards him, about to touch his heart.
Qingxu was subconsciously startled into a cold sweat, and even sensed the breath of death.
He forgot that this was a sparring match. In actual confrontation with the enemy, if he was hit by the enemy's palm print, he would lose half his life even if he didn't die!
Qingxu dodged eagerly, but Yan Ming curled the five fingers of his palm and turned it into claws, and a huge suction force suddenly erupted.
Qingxu's retreating figure was forcibly restrained, and the circle of aura lingering on his body sank directly, as if being restrained by an invisible large claw.
Qingxu struggled a few times, but it was useless!
Then, the retreating momentum was abruptly stopped by the irresistible force, and then he was pulled back.
"not good!"
Qingxu was startled, and his whole body felt cold. He was about to take another step, but his energy suddenly relaxed, and the oppressive feeling disappeared instantly.
Then a palm pressed on Qingxu's shoulder.
"Taoist Priest, accept the offer!"
Yan Ming's voice rang in his ears, and as Yan Ming spoke the last word, the surrounding Wudang disciples let out an ouch, all of them lost their strength and fell outwards to the ground.
Layers of people pressed down on each other, and some people pressed on the more vulnerable parts of the people behind.
"Get up, get up, it hurts!"
Some people hurriedly pushed away their companions, covering their crotch with one hand, curling up slightly, with pain on their faces.
Although they were Wudang disciples, it was not pleasant to cover their crotches.
The disciple who pressed against him in front looked back, recalling the soft ball on his pillow just now, and immediately felt a sudden rush of pain all over his body, and he pulled the back of his head while sighing.
Looking at the messy appearance of the disciples, one after another stood up from the ground, Qingxu's expression was a little awkward and stiff.
He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say to Yan Ming.
At the critical moment, it was Yan Ming who took the initiative to help him ease his embarrassment.
"Taoist Priest, I almost couldn't take the attack just now. Fortunately, I was lucky. I hit the right spot and found the imperfections in the formation. With Taoist Priest's wisdom, after improving it, I was really helpless."
Qingxu didn't react for a while and nodded subconsciously.
"Haha, it's hard work, little friend Yan. Thank you, little friend Yan, for helping us check for the gaps in our formation."
Just as he was talking, Taoist Master Chongxu also came over.
He was generous on the face, but he was still muttering in his heart. He didn't expect Yan Ming to have such an effect.
Several other Wudang sect priests present felt more or less frustrated.
After all, this was something they had finally made up for. They didn't expect to lose the first time they faced off against the enemy. This was improved on the Grandmaster's Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation. They all felt that it would be embarrassing for the Grandmaster to say it.
"Taoist priest is ridiculous, boy, I was also hit by mistake." Yan Ming was hurriedly polite.
At this time, the group of Wudang disciples who had climbed up, as well as the Taoist priests present, looked at Yan Ming with different eyes.
Especially the Seven Wudang Masters of this generation no longer dare to look down upon Yan Ming, and even avoid Yan Ming.
Taoist Master Chongxu waved his hand and asked them to disperse on their own. He stopped rehearsing the formation and instead pulled Yan Ming to ask about his experience in the formation.
Yan Ming already understood the battle strategy, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to get to the point directly with his first attack.
He casually mentioned the shortcomings in it, and Taoist Chongxu's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Okay! You're right, little friend Yan, we haven't thought of this before!"
Taoist Master Chongxu's joy was not pretended, but came from the bottom of his heart, because only in this way can he continue to improve the formation in a targeted manner to make it more powerful.
After listening to Yan Ming's suggestion, he took him for a tour around the practice ground. Taoist priest Chongxu was also worried that Yan Ming had come from afar, so he moved his hands again because he was too tired, so he led him back to the living room. middle.
As soon as Yan Ming picked up the tea cup, Taoist priest Chongxu waved his hand to the opposite side. Qing Zhi took a few steps forward and placed the few exquisite small boxes he had just arrived in front of Yan Ming.
"Little friend Yan, this is my Wudang sect's elixir for healing, and it has some magical effects. Quan should express his gratitude to little friend Yan for his hard work, and please don't dislike it, little friend Yan."
Yan Ming declined a few words and accepted it without insisting.
It just so happened that I hadn’t seen the elixir from the Wudang Sect, so I took it back and took a look.
Seeing that Yan Ming accepted his intention, the smile on Taoist Master Chongxu's face became even brighter.
"But Taoist Master, I don't know something, but I would like to ask for advice."
Yan Ming said, expressing his doubts.
That is what the purpose of this formation was developed?
To be honest, Yan Ming didn't quite believe that Taoist Master Chongxu had nothing to do. The Wudang Sect had put in so much effort and had so many disciples step up their training, so it was obvious that he had something to do.
Yan Ming guessed that this formation must have been modified a long time ago, but it was suddenly needed recently, so it was taken out for practice and improvement.
"Young friend Yan's guess is correct. The inferior sect has indeed had some troublesome things recently."
Taoist priest Chongxu didn't hide anything. There were no outsiders in the hall anyway, so he explained.
It turns out that the cause of all this is the Demon Sect, that is, several elders of the Sun and Moon Sect.
To be more precise, a former elder.
Because the Sun and Moon God Sect has not been peaceful recently, Dongfang Bubai has lived in seclusion on Blackwood Cliff for many years and ignored the affairs of the religion, which has made the Sun and Moon God Sect's people uneasy.
Under the name of Dongfang Bubai, Yang Lianting took sole control of power, ran rampant in the church, and oppressed old ministers.
Many senior elders in the sect had already ruined Yang Lianting's persecution, but Dongfang Bubai turned a deaf ear to this and didn't even show up to explain.
In the end, several elders in the sect were afraid of this situation and directly defected and lived in the world. However, this matter was kept very secret and few people knew about it.
Originally, these had nothing to do with the Wudang Sect, but the key point was that the Wudang Sect learned through special channels that the defecting elders actually stole some things from the Sun and Moon Sect.
Among them are the Zhenwu sword of the founder Zhang Sanfeng, the Wudang sect’s most valuable treasure that was once stolen by the demon sect, and a Tai Chi Sutra!
(End of chapter)
