The light was extremely fast, like a rainbow streaking across the scarlet and dim sky. Thousands of gray and white eyes swarmed towards it, and there was only a sound of "dang, dang, dang, dang," but was bounced back by the long pale yellow silk wrapped around the sword!
The sword didn't stop, and rushed another dozen feet. The speed was so fast that it even brought out a phantom!
In just the blink of an eye, the sword rushed into the void and disappeared directly from everyone's eyes!
"Look!"
"Senior Brother Wanfeng escaped!"
It turns out that this person is the Wanfengjian Qiu Yesheng, who has the highest level among the five in the competition. This person is already at the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul. His sword is as fast as the wind, and his specialty is speed.
Seeing this scene, everyone immediately became concerned. Many disciples of Dongjian Sect raised their swords and tried to use the art of combining human and sword to escape.
But the next moment, there was a crisp "ding-dong" sound in the void, as if something was broken.
The sound was not loud, but it seemed to ring in everyone's ears. Immediately afterwards, a group of figures fell from the air, and with a "snap", they fell into a puddle of flesh!
Immediately afterwards, two dark and gloomy broken swords fell from mid-air. With two "ding-dong" sounds, they collapsed several feet high and fell far away.
"Save me! Uncle!" A shrill scream came from mid-air!
I saw a small Yuanying holding a crescent-shaped mirror and running towards everyone.
Everyone looked at it intently, who could it be if it wasn't Wanfengjian?
Peak Master Xu Ling's expression changed when he saw this. Although he was a little unhappy with his behavior of escaping just now, but now that he saw his sword destroyed and died, he still faced him with a solemn expression and stepped on the ice sword.
But just as he started to move, a terrifying aura suddenly descended on the field. Peak Master Xu Ling felt a tightness in his chest and his movements froze. He quickly released his sword intent to resist the aura. When he raised his head again, A dark crack in the sky was slowly closing, and the little Nascent Soul's cry for help also stopped abruptly.
"Woo~~" There was a scream, and the eyeballs that had not caught up with him at first buzzed and fell into the mud on the ground. After a few breaths, only a pile of bones were left behind and flew away.
"ah!"
"Brother!"
"Evening breeze!"
Several exclamations sounded at the same time, and everyone stopped moving, no longer daring to rush out easily.
Especially the crack that appeared at the end seemed like a mouth that directly swallowed Senior Brother Wanfeng's Nascent Soul.
Such a weird scene scared everyone out of their wits!
Senior Brother Wanfeng is already a strong man at the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul, a leader among his peers, and a person in the Dongjian Sect who is second only to Peak Master Xu Ling. However, he fell in the blink of an eye in front of everyone's eyes. The end result was that there were no bones left.
This blow was so great that they almost lost their fighting spirit.
Without giving everyone time to think, the dense gray-white eyes hit everyone's protective shields one after another.
The screams that came from time to time were accompanied by crackling and crashing sounds, which sounded like a life-threatening drumbeat in the ears.
In a battle group on the edge, Ye Yuan was struggling together with a disciple.
Whether it was due to luck or some other reason, there were only a few hundred sparse eyes in front of the two of them, which was completely different from the tens of thousands in front of others!
"What exactly is going on?"
"And the sword talisman you gave me, how come it is so terrifyingly powerful? It actually killed that man on the spot!"
Ye Yuan looked at the sky with eyes like locusts, his face turned pale and he murmured incoherently. It turned out that the person behind him was the junior brother who sent the sword talisman last night.
"Senior brother, the sword talisman is already very powerful, and given the opponent's carelessness, it is reasonable to kill him on the spot." The thin man swung his sword to resist the eyeball attack, and at some point a purple pendant in the shape of a knife appeared on his neck.
"Hmm. It seems that there is less danger this time!"
"Alas~!" Ye Yuan nodded after hearing the answer. He had no time to worry about the sword and talisman anymore. He looked at the boundless ghostly aura and the sky-blocking eyes and sighed heavily.
"We are of a low level, and we must not have attracted the attention of those who set up the formation, so it is best to stay away from them and wait for an opportunity to escape." The thin man looked at his fellow disciples elsewhere who were wrapped tightly in their eyes, and said in a low voice Come up with your own ideas.
"Alas~!" Ye Yuan looked around the field, no longer paying attention in his heart.
I had never seen such a scene before. Although I felt that there was no hope of escape, I had no choice but to follow his footsteps and move to the edge.
Just then, there was a loud "bang"!
The two of them looked up in shock, only to see that the Lotus Platform Sword Formation of the West Sword Sect had also been shattered, and many lowly disciples fell to the ground!
The face of the North Peak Master changed. He raised his long sword and drew left and right strokes in the sky. With just a few swords, a silver sword curtain was laid over everyone's heads.
Thousands of eyeballs crackled against the sword curtain. The light of the sword curtain dimmed rapidly, and it shattered again after just a few breaths!
But in just a few breaths, the disciples finally had time to breathe and set up their own sword formations!
Suddenly, more than a dozen sword arrays of various shapes, whether round or square, gold or silver, green or purple, appeared in the field.
"Bang bang bang bang..." Like rain hitting banana trees, countless eyeballs hit the various sword arrays, causing thousands of ripples, which shocked everyone to panic and tremble.
Even if the peak master buys everyone time to set up the formation, how long can they withstand such endless attacks?
The North Peak Master swept away the scene and knew that today was dangerous. He opened his mouth without any reservation and spat out. A ball of porcelain-like jade crystal ball hung in front of his eyes. He opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood and hit it, and a cloud of mist appeared on it. It rose rapidly and spread around like a tide, covering all the disciples!
Enshrouded in clouds and mist, the swooping eyes seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and their speed suddenly dropped by more than half, and everyone was surprised to find that the recovery speed of mana in the body had actually increased astonishingly!
In this way, everyone felt that the pressure dropped sharply, and they were finally able to barely resist the waves of attacks, and they couldn't help but feel some confidence!
"Wha—!" But then he breathed a sigh of relief, and the roar of a night owl came from the sky again!
The millions of eyes suddenly stopped and then darkened suddenly, as if they were closed. Waves of Yin Qi lingered on them. When they lit up again, they had changed color. At the same time, a green light shot out from the pupils, and suddenly Green threads cover the entire sky!
"Zhi~!" As soon as the green thread touched the clouds, a stream of foul-smelling smoke arose, and then hit the sword curtain. A group of green spots appeared on the sword curtain, as if it was filthy. The spots slowly expanded, and in a moment it was gone. All over the sword curtain.
Thousands of green threads were shot down, and the sword curtains set up by some low-level monks were directly penetrated. If they were hit by the green threads again, they immediately fell to the ground and were covered with rot. However, in the blink of an eye, there was only a pool of green, oily, smelly water. and a few bones.
"Alas~!" Tianxuan Sword has also used the strongest Xuantian Sword Formation, but he can only protect himself. He looked at the fallen disciples one by one and let out a long sigh.
At this moment, a voice came from my ears:
"Peak Master, how about putting aside the grudges and joining forces to defeat the demon?"
