In mid-air, Jiang Shangxiu looked at the charging Tie Liu on the ground with a much more serious expression. He pressed his fingers against each other and whispered: "Fight!"
An obscure aura permeated the air from the hand technique, and when it sank to the ground, it was like a light red fog, covering the charging cavalry.
"boom!"
The charge of the combined formation, which had already reached the extraordinary late stage, instantly reached its peak. If it weren't for the fact that the leaders like Lao Qi couldn't bear it, they might have broken through that limit.
In the blink of an eye, the cavalry hit the black barrier of the assassination formation.
The shock wave roared like a wave, and while people and horses were overturned, the barrier became crumbling.
It is a pity that the one with the highest cultivation level among Lao Qi and others is only at level 3. Under the impact of several waves, he saw that he was about to be defeated in one step. Jiang Shangxiu immediately flew above several people, with his beard flying and at the same time sealing the seal in his hand again. Change: "Soldier!"
The red mist that originally enveloped everyone began to billow violently, taking away a large part of the impact for the soldiers. The army formation that was about to collapse finally persisted.
After Jiang Shangxiu finished performing the "Bing" mantra, he did not stop his movements. He performed the "Lin" mantra again. His eyes became extremely deep. He looked at the swaying barrier in front of him and said in a deep voice: "I want to break this formation." , we need to attack internally and externally, if we continue, you will definitely be the first to die."
Blood had flowed from the facial features of several generals, blurring their senses. Lao Qi and the others were stunned for a moment before they realized that Jiang Shangxiu was speaking to them, and they all shouted: "I only hope to break the formation!"
"Break the formation! Break the formation!"
The iron-blooded will of the soldiers was vividly displayed by this army at this moment. Jiang Shangxiu nodded seriously and stopped talking.
Everyone has his or her own opportunity for the great path. Jiang Shangxiu once obtained a complete mantra. The first time he used it openly, he used it three times in a row. The true energy in his body was like a river bursting its banks, flowing out from his meridians. He rushed out, his face became much pale.
He's done the best he can, now it's up to the people inside.
Within the formation, Xing Fei said with annoyance: "They disobeyed military orders!"
Wang Yeqing's expression changed and he looked at Mu Qing.
Within the formation, countless air currents were roaring, and it was obvious that someone outside was forcibly breaking the formation.
Perhaps it was the reason why he finally defeated Bai Hao. After hearing that Bai Hao had resurrected, Mu Qing actually didn't have much anxiety, and wanted to sort out his relationship with Murong Jing and Hidden Valley first.
If Xing Fei and the others had not barged in, perhaps the three of them would still be silently waiting for the eventual confrontation with Murong Yin.
But the situation has developed to this point, and Mu Qing no longer hesitates.
His eyebrows were condensed, showing a bit of sharpness, and he pointed his finger at the center of his eyebrows. A small golden sword flew out from the sea of consciousness again, but it did not shoot towards the barrier. It turned around and flew to his side.
This small sword composed of spiritual consciousness stopped in front of Huaifenghua, and Mu Qing groaned: "Auntie!"
Huaifenghua looked at Mu Qing, who turned pale for a moment, and was stunned for a moment before realizing that Mu Qing had voluntarily given up control of the small sword of consciousness.
The matter has come to this, and it is useless for Huaifenghua to stop it at this moment. She condensed the worry in her slender eyebrows, and immediately separated a wisp of consciousness and attached it to the golden sword.
"boom!"
An invisible storm swept through Huai Fenghua's sea of consciousness.
Huaifenghua has now become accustomed to the spiritual infant body formed by the mutation of the spiritual fetus, and her perception of spiritual power is far beyond that of a monk at the same level. Now that she controls this small sword of spiritual consciousness, she can only feel the sword's movement. That’s where the heart is.
The severing of the consciousness would cause immeasurable damage to the monks. Huai Fenghua did not dare to delay at all. While the dim light in her eyes was shaking, she thought about it and the small sword of consciousness trembled slightly and disappeared in front of her.
At this moment, with the small sword of spiritual consciousness turning into the extreme of gaze, Huaifenghua, who used the Guanming Eye Technique, could see further and more clearly.
Her gaze forcibly shuttled through the overlapping dark shadows, and after a few breaths, she finally collided with a pair of surprised gazes.
Got you!
Huaifenghua was determined in her heart, and she reported a location very quickly but extremely smoothly.
Mu Qing opened his eyes and tapped the Demon Suppressing Sword beside him with his fingertips. As if ordered, the Demon Suppressing Sword screamed and shot into the distance.
"boom."
After an extremely clear impact, there was a continuous sound: "Bang, bang, bang."
Mu Qing glanced at the crowd from the corner of his eyes and saw that Xing Fei's face had become extremely ugly, but he was biting his lips to prevent him from making any sound.
Chen Zhuo grabbed Xing Fei's shoulders, the fat on his face was trembling, his brows and eyes were wrinkled, and hissed softly: "This damn thing really has backlash."
Wang Yeqing said solemnly: "Don't attack that tortoise shell! He is misleading us as soon as he opens his eyes. This should be the formation flag he uses to transfer power."
Huaifenghua reported a location again, Mu Qing was implicated, the direction of the Suppressing Demon Sword turned sharply, and he immediately chased after her.
Xuanwu took the initiative to use tortoise shell to resist the flying sword, which proved that Wang Yeqing's judgment was correct.
Mu Qing made a slit in the palm of his right hand with the sword finger of his left hand. He pressed the wrist with the sword finger and pushed forward hard.
A strong smell of blood wafted out from the wound.
Mu Qing gritted his teeth and his face was slightly distorted, but he kept this action unchanged. Soon more and more rich blood flowed out of the wound. Under his pulling and refining, countless strands of blood as thin as hair gradually collapsed. It became a red dot.
A feeling of discomfort that made Dao Dao's heart palpitate pervaded the formation.
A few traces of evil scarlet aura overflowed Mu Qing's mouth and nose, and the tip of his tongue suddenly said: "Go!"
The red dot suspended in his palm trembled slightly under the eyes of others and disappeared without warning.
"boom!"
In the distance, a huge roar suddenly erupted.
When everyone looked around, they saw only a scarlet sword energy across the sky, directly shattering the darkness.
Everyone's eyes widened. In a seemingly long but actually extremely short period of time, the extremely bright sword energy was like a spark falling from the sky, directly dispelling the darkness on the earth.
The scenery in the formation returned to its original outline and color, and Xuanwu's figure was also exposed in this round of wanton sword energy.
His eyes behind the brown mask could no longer hide the surprise: "You!"
The murderous intention contained in this sword was the first time he had seen it in his life, and it was obviously beyond the scope of the late extraordinary stage.
Xuanwu forced himself to calm down and wanted to summon the tortoise shell to resist for a moment, but Mu Qing did not give him a chance. His words could not be fully uttered. The demon-suppressing sword that had been given the true meaning of killing had already penetrated the distance of space. Came in front of him.
"boom!"
The sword tip, which was stained with dazzling scarlet and seemed to be bloody, directly hit the mask.
Xuanwu flew directly backwards, and the mask on his face also took the initiative to activate its defense when its owner was in a life-and-death crisis. The runes engraved on it lit up for a moment, and a black-backed turtle climbed on top of the mask and used its back to He withstood the attack of the Demon Suppressing Sword.
