After the Silver Sword Sect leader gave the order, the disciples who rushed to the square waved their spiritual swords one after another.
Their faces were full of murderous intent, and they moved directly towards Wang Chen and others to surround them.
Seeing this scene, the head of the Silver Sword Sect had a full-bodied smile on his face.
There are more than two hundred disciples of the Silver Sword Sect.
As for Wang Chen and the others, there were only ten of them, and they were all still injured.
Not only that, after fighting those elders, the spiritual energy in their bodies must have been consumed a lot.
Even if those disciples are not as strong as Wang Chen and the others, they can still kill them with their numerical advantage!
"Hahaha, you two don't think that these people alone can destroy our Silver Sword Sect, right?"
The leader of the Silver Sword Sect looked at Zhou Wen and Yan Yudao with a sneer on his face.
Beside him, the old man also had a sneer on his face.
As long as the two of them hold back Zhou Wen and Yan Yu, and wait until those disciples pile up the ten martial arts disciples to death, they will win!
At this time, Yanyu burst into laughter.
"I have to say, you are too kind. You even prepared a sword formation for our people."
Hearing this, the elder of the Silver Sword Sect raised his eyebrows and saw that Wang Chen was already holding the great elder's spiritual sword and began to gather the power of the sword formation to attack the disciples.
A look of anger appeared on his face, but it quickly disappeared.
"This sword formation is a sixth-grade sword formation. It is very powerful. However, if you want to fully exert its power, you may not be able to do it without the cultivation of the late Lingtai realm."
He sneered and said, feeling that even if Wang Chen controlled the sword formation, he would not be able to unleash all its power.
The two leading teachers who fought against him and the old man were only at the peak of the sixth level of the Lingtai Realm. Is it possible that the disciples who followed him could surpass their teachers in cultivation?
On the other side, the old man was thinking the same thing.
But when he glanced at the corpses of the elders on the ground, his brows couldn't help but frown.
However, facing Zhou Wen's attack, he did not continue to think about it and only thought that these martial arts disciples had special means.
At this time, the Silver Sword Sect disciples rushing in from all directions had surrounded Wang Chen and ten others.
"Disciples of the Silver Sword Sect obey the order and use all their strength to kill the invading enemies and avenge the dead elders!" An old man's eyes were red and he shouted while waving the spiritual sword in his hand.
This person is the elder who just went to inform the head of the Silver Sword Sect.
In his roar, all the Silver Sword Sect disciples came to kill him one after another.
The siege by so many people was very impressive.
Lei Jian and others frowned, their faces full of solemn expressions.
If it were a head-on battle, with their current state, they really were no match for these people.
At this moment, the sword array on the side began to move with roaring sounds.
As Wang Chen swung the long sword in his hand, strands of sword energy flew out from the sword formation, condensing into a spiritual sword in mid-air.
"go!"
Wang Chen shouted loudly, pointed his long sword forward, and the spiritual swords flew out immediately.
Hee hee hee…
Wherever the unparalleled and powerful spiritual sword passed by, Silver Sword Sect disciples fell down one after another, blood spurted out, and screams rang out one after another.
Seeing the large number of fallen disciples, the elder's expression suddenly changed.
"Damn it, this is my Silver Sword Sect's sword formation, you damn boy, stop it!"
With a ferocious look on his face, he rushed towards Wang Chen with his spirit sword in hand.
However, at this moment, Wang Chen turned his eyes and pointed the sword in his direction.
The next moment, the sword energy in the sword formation exploded again, and several spiritual swords were once again condensed.
As the long sword in Wang Chen's hand slashed down from the air, the spiritual swords flew directly towards the elder.
Seeing this scene, the elder's eyes almost popped out of his head, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"How is that possible!" he shouted in horror, his voice trembling.
The reason why he dared to rush towards Wang Chen was entirely because it was a sixth-grade sword formation. Every time he activated it, it took a certain amount of time and spiritual energy.
But what he never expected was that at this time, Wang Chen activated the sword formation, one after another, without any pause at all!
He couldn't figure out why.
In fact, he didn't have time to think about it.
Those flying spiritual swords were extremely fast and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.
The hair on his back suddenly stood up, and an extremely dangerous feeling surged into his heart.
He only heard him roar, using all his strength to cultivate, trying to dodge to the side.
However, as soon as he made a dodge move, one of the spiritual swords penetrated his body.
Immediately afterwards, several subsequent spiritual swords also pierced into his body.
Hee hee hee…
Blood spurted out, and the spirit sword turned into sword energy dispersed, leaving only the corpse of the elder covered in blood holes.
As he fell, the disciples around him stopped moving forward.
They looked at the moving sword formation with fear on their faces.
At this time, Wang Chen had already started to swing the sword for the third time.
Sword energy surged around him, and the power of the sword array was further mobilized.
I don't know if it's because of the Wandao Sword Body, but Wang Chen always feels that when he is operating the sword formation, he feels as smooth as his arms.
Soon, the third wave of sword array attacks took shape. The rich sword energy condensed dozens of spiritual swords, and under Wang Chen's control, they slashed at the surrounding disciples.
Tsk tsk...
boom!
"ah!!!"
The sound of blood spraying, explosions, and screams resounded.
The disciples of the Silver Sword Sect fell in large pieces like wheat swept by a sickle.
The air was filled with the rich and pungent smell of blood.
The ground was stained red with blood and littered with broken limbs and bones.
Seeing this scene, Lei Jian and others on the side were extremely shocked. They all swallowed their saliva in unison as they looked at each other.
too strong!
Too cruel!
Such thoughts arose in their minds.
Wang Chen's figure constantly waving the sword was deeply imprinted in their minds at this moment.
After the third sword was swung, Wang Chen did not stop, followed by the fourth sword, the fifth sword...
In just a few breaths, most of the more than two hundred Silver Sword Sect disciples were dead, and the rest were frightened and began to run frantically for their lives.
Upon seeing this, Lei Jian and others took action and chased the scattered Silver Sword Sect disciples.
The movement happening here was quickly noticed by the leader of the Silver Sword Sect.
He glanced this way, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was full of disbelief.
"This...how is this possible?"
One or two hundred disciples were defeated so quickly, and only a few dozen were left alive?
He even felt that there was something wrong with his eyes, and the scene he saw in front of him was not real.
It wasn't until he was caught off guard and was hit by Yan Yu's palm, causing severe pain, that he realized that all of this was really happening!
