The golden pagoda shattered in response, and the lightsaber instantly shrunk by half, still slashing with suffocating sword intent!
The Mad Fighting King's eyes flashed, he grabbed it with one hand, and five golden formations as big as five were instantly formed on his fist. A small tower in the center of the formation kept rotating and then suddenly closed on the fist!
"Break it!" A loud roar sounded like thunder in the field!
I saw the fist that was like pure gold reflected by the golden formation, holding a semicircular gold shell, and with a dazzling stream of light, it hit the giant sword!
"Boom!" A loud noise!
Where the swords and fists collided, another circle of blazing white light appeared!
"Crack!" With a crisp sound, Zhuxian Slash exploded under this blow, breaking into countless tiny sword intents, floating and flying like raindrops in a violent storm, and the spiritual energy of the world was suddenly in chaos!
Such a powerful shock wave also tore apart the light network of the star sword formation deployed by thousands of people, and suddenly the sky was high and the clouds were bright.
At this moment, the armor of the King of Fury, who was in the center of the field, was covered with sword marks, some deep or shallow, some long or short, criss-crossing, covering his whole body like a hemp net.
The aura of his body was rising and falling, and he was in a state of panic. He no longer had the same unfathomable meaning as before.
But being able to withstand this Immortal Killing Strike with your body is something that the monks present dare not even think about!
After all, in the previous sword battle, not even the Heavenly Man and the Yin and Yang Swords had faced it directly. He actually resisted this blow with his body. Even though the power of the Immortal Killing Formation was not as powerful as before, it was still unbelievable!
"After becoming a body-refining cultivator, is it so terrifying?"
Such thoughts are floating in everyone's mind!
But Liangchen, who was on the high platform, felt a surge of energy and blood in his heart, his throat felt sweet, and with a "pop" sound, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground.
Just now, relying on the effect of Feiling Pills, he tried his best to activate the Zhuxian Sword Formation and launched the Zhuxian Slash, but it was broken by a punch, which immediately caused him more injuries.
The Immortal Killing Sword Formation in the sky finally exhausted all its power after two consecutive Immortal Killing Slashes, and then dissipated after being hit by a shock wave.
The surrounding Sword Sect disciples were also more or less injured in this attack. They were all taking medicine to heal their injuries and concentrating on preparing for the second wave of attacks.
There was a brief silence on the field for a while!
Only the dark night and the wild beasts that were fighting fiercely in mid-air roared from time to time.
"The sword formation is broken!!"
This time, he was trapped in the mountain, and if he was not careful, he would be affected. No one would be willing to stay here.
Now that they saw the Zhuxian Sword Array dispersed, the monks from various sects who had been hiding for a long time suddenly showed joyful expressions, and their auras flickered. Some were riding spiritual beasts, or flying on clouds. For a time, everyone used all their methods, and all kinds of escaping lights were seen. Shooting out in all directions like fireworks!
In just a moment, the mountain was mostly empty.
"Chuilu, this person has a broken arm and is injured. If you and I are joined by several elders from the Sword Sect, we might as well have a fight!" The leader of the Chuilu Sect was thinking about the current situation when a female voice suddenly came to his ears. It was none other than the legend of Jiuxia Fairy. The sound reaches the ears.
"This person has good relations with the Jintian Sect and belongs to the same Fa Sect as you and me. He should not take action against you and me, but if we do it again, the other party will not worry so much!" Chuilu Sect Master thought about the message transmission for a moment. said. Chaiwen
Although the master once told him that he wanted to form an alliance with the Sword Sect. But right now it was a matter of life and death, so I was a little hesitant for a while.
"Then you can continue to watch the show on the side!" Fairy Jiuxia said coldly, then her whole body shimmered with rays of light, a colorful dress appeared, she chanted magic spells in her mouth, and her momentum began to rise rapidly.
When he saw the slightly disappointed look in Fairy Jiuxia's eyes, he suddenly felt a little sad, and the hot heart in his heart burned again.
"Oh~ I dared to accompany you when you went to No Return Mountain! Today, since you have decided, I will enter Longtan again with you!"
Chui Lu Sect Master pinched the spell with both hands, and all the winds from heaven and earth rushed towards him, and a hurricane formed around him in an instant.
The elders of the Sword Sect on the other side were full of sword intent and soared into the sky. The sword intent and the body merged into one, as if there were several peerless magic weapons hanging on the stage!
At the same time, thousands of disciples around him also drew their swords, preparing to fight to the death with the enemy.
At this moment, the King of Wild Beast Power looked at the two fighting beasts in the sky, then looked at several powerful auras around him, and finally set his sights on Liangchen. After searching, his eyes stopped in front of him. There was a hint of deep fear in the eyes of the small red cauldron.
His face was gloomy and uncertain, and his eyes were moving wildly. After a moment, a burst of light flashed around him, and his whole person turned into a golden light, which shot directly into the distance following the fleeing monks of various factions.
As he left, the beast in the sky exploded with a roar, turning into more than a dozen black smoke and fleeing in all directions.
Suddenly losing his opponent, the black night jumped violently. The golden light from the horn above his head lit up and shot a golden thread at one of the black smoke.
There was a soft sound of "Boom", and the black smoke disappeared immediately, but the other ten or so had disappeared into the sky.
Looking at the unexpected scene in front of them, everyone was stunned and couldn't believe it.
One after another, they released sword intent to detect the surroundings. After careful inspection, they found that one person and one beast had indeed left, and then they believed that they had finally escaped again!
"Rearrange the mountain defense formation!" Qianqiu Sect Leader didn't know why the Wild Beast Power King suddenly ran away in fright, but such a situation was already the best result.
"Send the distinguished guest back to his residence to rest!"
"The sword burial ceremony is suspended."
"Send more disciples to patrol and be careful at all times."
"..."
Orders were conveyed from the mouth, and everyone immediately began to get busy to clean up the mess.
An hour later.
Most of the guests who came to watch the ceremony had left in a hurry. Only a few sects with deep friendships had people staying in the mountain. There were also some monks who were affected by the aftermath of the war and could not leave immediately because of their injuries.
Except for the dozens of disciples of the Sword Sect who were attacked by wild beasts, most of them died, and most of the other disciples suffered minor injuries. After all, they used formations to defend against the enemy several times.
Liangchen was also sent to the Sword Cave for training. Heiye wanted to go back to the South Peak, but he didn't know whether he was scolded by Caihong or because he felt that the danger had not left, so he followed him into the Sword Cave and stayed by his side at all times.
From the congratulations from hundreds of factions to the end of the bustle, from the uninvited guests causing trouble in the Sword Sect to the sudden departure.
Wanren Mountain became quiet again, with thick fog floating in the mountain and the fragrance of flowers. . .
