"Kung Fu Break: Kill you, the traitor, first!"
Nan Tian used his sword to strike out the attack technique Poshou Jue, and casually called out the name of the technique.
Then, he gathered his sword fingers with his right hand and swung it fiercely in the direction of Yun Ping. Suddenly, the thirty-six golden flying swords, starting from the first one at the front, quickly gathered and merged towards the center.
A two-meter-long giant sword suddenly took shape, and as Nantian Yijian poured his will power into his hand, the newly formed giant sword directly shone with a golden dazzling light, and rapidly grew in size as it continued to advance. .
One foot, two feet, three feet...
Golden light emitted around the giant sword, and in just ten breaths, a golden sword of willing power that was fully ten feet in size was formed.
Around the battlefield and around the mountain peaks, there were also those Baiyun disciples who had not had time to rush over.
They were all looking at the Great Sword of Willing Power at the moment.
This is the third spell that they have seen so far in their practice, which is enough to shake the world. The two spells before this are Lu Chen's sky-cutting sword and Master Jun's sky-wide divine thunder.
"call……"
Yun Ping stood in the center of the gathering formation and couldn't help but swallow as he looked at the giant sword of wish flying straight towards him.
If before Nan Tian Yijian made his move, Yun Ping had not dared to take action directly. The biggest reason was that he was too afraid of himself and died under the combined attack of Tian Zhan Yijian and Mantian Divine Thunder.
So, now he had another reason why he couldn't kill Lu Chen directly.
After all, he had just broken through the Shen Dan realm, and he was able to achieve the current peak Shen Dan aura because of the spiritual energy given to him by the volcano.
However, although it is not his own power, it is already extremely powerful.
It was even said that Yun Ping could have killed Lu Chen and others.
It's a pity that Yunping is still too cautious, or it can be said that his character is so cautious. Without absolute certainty, he will never do it himself.
This also led to him missing the best opportunities again and again.
Fenglei, Baiyun, and Biyan, the three chiefs working together to crush him will count once, joining forces with Wen Ziming to activate the aggregation formation will count again. When Lu Chen was unconscious, he chose to take action directly, which must also count as one.
Unfortunately, Yun Ping never made the right choice, which resulted in the situation on the battlefield becoming increasingly confusing and their chances of winning becoming increasingly diminished.
As of now, he is the only chief among the three families, but those on the opposite side already have power beyond Shen Dan.
"Ahem..."
Yun Ping coughed lightly and forced to swallow the saliva in his mouth. He looked back at Wen Ziming's body, and then looked down at the gathering formation under him. Soon, Yun Ping's eyes turned sinister.
At this moment, Lu Chen has not yet woken up, and Master Jun is far away in another place, being besieged by Fenglei and Baiyun disciples. It can be said that his opponent is only Nantian Yijian, and he is still confident that he can give it a fight.
As long as he fights quickly and grabs Baiyun's chief token, he will still have a chance to make a comeback, and even his chances of winning will be very huge.
"You... must die!!"
Yun Ping roared viciously, and then used the Chief Token to activate the aggregation formation.
The talents, qualifications and growth rates of the three Lu and Chen were too terrifying, which had already made Yunping very scared.
If a few people are allowed to continue practicing, sooner or later, Lu Chen and others will be able to kill not only him, the chief, but even the master of Biyan Academy.
Now, he had to take action.
As long as Lu Chen can survive, it will definitely become a nightmare in his heart. Whether it is for himself or for Biyan Academy, Yunping must kill Lu Chen and the others with his own hands.
Soon, the Great Sword of Willing Power arrived in front of the gathering formation.
The giant sword of more than ten feet of wish power, with its sharp golden light, is bound to kill Yun Ping in the formation.
But just when the giant sword of wishing power was about to pierce into the gathering formation.
On the periphery of the formation, where it came into contact with the Great Sword of Willing Power, a circle of azure light suddenly appeared. Then, this azure light began to spread rapidly towards the periphery.
As the bright blue light appeared, there were streaks of blue flames that began to spread in the formation.
"Huh? What is this?"
Nan Tian struck out with his sword and saw the giant sword of wish power gradually slowing down. He frowned slightly and poured wish power into the giant sword of wish power again without believing in evil.
A bang...
The giant sword of wishing power directly broke through the bright blue light and rushed towards Yun Ping again.
"You won't die this time?"
Nan Tian Yijian raised the corners of his mouth.
Seeing that the Great Sword of Willing Power was about to be obtained, Nan Tian Yijian suddenly felt that Lu Chen had been worried that Yun Ping's combat power was too strong, but now it seemed that it was not that powerful after all. Then Nan Tian Yijian couldn't help it, hehe. laughed.
"Hey, I didn't expect that I would be able to avenge the boss so soon."
Nan Tian Yijian smiled and licked his lips, then looked at Yun Ping again, waiting quietly for Yun Ping to be pierced by the giant sword of wishing power.
"It must succeed, it must succeed."
Behind Nan Tian Yijian, countless Chongxu disciples pursed their lips, watching the Wishli Giant Sword advance, and even completely forgot to breathe.
However, Zhang Liang frowned at this moment.
Especially when he saw the Great Sword of Willing Power easily breaking through the aggregation formation, he felt even more incredible: "Something is wrong, this is definitely not the strength Yunping should have, and this is not the strength the aggregation formation should have."
Zhang Liang was originally a disciple of Biyan Academy. He naturally knew how strong Yunping was, and he also knew how powerful the aggregation formation was.
However, Nan Tian's sword and a casual blow were able to easily break through the gathering formation.
Zhang Liang sighed softly and observed the changes in the formation. He was not looking down on Nantian Yijian, but that the sword broke through too easily. If the giant sword of wishing power was resisted for a period of time, Nor would he have so many ideas.
"Song Ping, be careful!!"
Zhang Liang looked at Song Ping and said softly: "Song Ping, you were also the chief. You should know that Yunping still has a large gathering formation, and it will not be broken through so easily."
"Um!"
Song Ping nodded. During this period, he had been watching the gathering formation, waiting for the ancestor summoned by Yun Ping to appear.
Soon, the giant sword of wishing force broke through in front of Yun Ping, and there was only a short distance of ten feet between Yun Ping's eyebrows.
However, the speed of the Great Sword of Willing Power's forward thrust became slower and slower.
"what happened?"
"I clearly feel that the golden wish power has not exerted its full power, but why does the wish power giant sword seem to have reached its upper limit and not continue to break through?"
Nan Tian Yijian murmured, and then made a hand gesture with both hands, once again increasing the speed of Yuan Li's attack.
"Quick, quick!"
Song Xiaoer was holding a big pot on his head and shouting excitedly behind Nan Tian Yijian.
As long as the giant sword of wishing power takes one step forward, it will be able to pierce Yunping's head. At that time, even if Yunping is a Daluo god, it will be impossible to survive.
However, God does not fulfill one's wishes. The more one expects something, the less likely it will appear.
The Great Sword of Willing Power, which was originally moving forward, suddenly stopped at this moment. It seemed to be blocked by something. No matter how bright the Great Sword of Willing Power was, it could not move any further.
"Damn it, why don't you move forward? Why don't you move forward? Nantian Yijian, you should work harder. We are just a little short of the last distance."
When Song Xiaoer saw the Great Sword of Willing Power suddenly stop, he grinned anxiously, wishing he could go up and control the Great Sword of Willing Power himself.
"Xiao Er..., calm down for me!"
Song Ping slapped Song Xiaoer directly on the back of the head: "Don't disturb Nan Tian's sword-breaking formation. If you can't break through this time, you will be in trouble if you try to break the gathering formation later."
Seeing that it was his eldest brother, Song Xiaoer immediately fainted. He pouted and muttered: "What's wrong? It's obviously close, why don't you let others tell you."
Song Xiaoer just muttered something, and then he heard a huge metal collision.
"Impossible, the Wish Power Seal clearly still has some remaining power!"
Nan Tian raised his sword and frowned.
He could feel that there was a steady stream of wish power in his body, which was being transported from the wish power talisman and seal.
However, when these wishes are transmitted, they can only maintain the power of the sword at the peak of Shen Dan.
This feeling is as if someone is deliberately controlling the strength of the will.
"Is it the blind man?"
Nan Tian Yijian muttered and couldn't help but look at the little golden giant behind him. This wishing power talisman was given to him by blind man Lu. The only person who can control wishing power now is the true master of wishing power.
"Who..., who...is calling me?"
At this moment, an extremely heavy voice suddenly sounded in the center of the gathering formation.
Although the voice was heavy, it was intermittent, like a person who had not spoken for hundreds or thousands of years suddenly spoke.
It's not worth it. The sudden words can only make people hear the emotion in the words, but they can't hear what they mean at all.
"Ancestor, please give me strength."
Yun Ping's eyes became even more sinister as he listened to the intermittent sounds.
Yun Ping glanced at the huge sword of wishing power that was so close at hand. He gritted his teeth and directly cut his palm open, and slapped the Chief Bi Yan token hard.
Immediately, the chief token of Bi Yan shone bright blue light one after another.
At the same time, the formation at Yun Ping's feet also began to shine brightly and darkly, following the light on the token.
This feeling is like someone breathing hidden in the formation.
Immediately afterwards.
In front of Wen Ziming's body, the Biyan disciples who besieged the master of the army all groaned, and their bodies suddenly shrank.
"Please give me strength, ancestor!"
Yun Ping roared again. As Yun Ping's roar came out, streams of blue light began to appear on the large gathering formation. Moreover, these blue streams of light followed the engraved lines on the formation and quickly moved towards Yun Ping. He rushed with the chief token in his hand.
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