When they heard this voice, countless martial arts disciples and the sect forces under their command also showed happy expressions.
"It's the Headmaster, Headmaster Xuan Xiaozi!"
Thunder suddenly erupted in the sky, continuously exuding endless coercion in the air, and the powerful spiritual power fluctuations even caused slight distortions in the surrounding space.
When he saw the sudden figure in front of him, Wan Chutian's expression gradually became serious.
The second most powerful person in the Martial Arts Holy Land is only one step away from being able to enter the Mahayana stage, the Dharma cultivator Xuan Xiaozi.
"I didn't expect you to summon all the martial arts disciples and bring all the affiliated sects with you."
Immediately, he turned his cold gaze to those sects with great strength.
"Kui Xian Sect, Yingtian Palace, and Luoxia Valley, these are all second-rate top sects. I didn't expect that they are all minions of your Martial Arts Holy Land."
The Cangqiong Continent is vast, and the seven holy lands have limited admissions each year. The remaining disciples with qualifications and talents, after being rejected by the holy lands, will choose to settle for the next best thing and join these second-rate sects.
It's just that these sects will obtain their resources from the Martial Arts Holy Land every year, and the price is to obey the orders of the sect. If there is a major event, there must be no excuses.
It can be said that the above sects are all forces cultivated by the Holy Land of Martial Arts, but sometimes, due to their thin faces, they will not put such things out in the open.
"Interesting, what can we do if we join forces? Now that I have the sword in my hand, is it possible that I will still be defeated by you?"
He said that the fairy sword in his hand was swung again, and countless sword energy struck again.
Xuan Xiaozi did not dare to be negligent at all, he immediately turned his hand seals and began to form a formation.
Countless light beams shot up into the sky instantly and began to intersect with each other to form an extremely tough shield, protecting all martial arts disciples.
After a fight, Xuan Xiaozi also noticed that something was wrong. With Wan Chutian's cultivation, it was impossible for him to have such a strong strength. Even if he was fighting at home, relying on his own strength, he would not be able to compete with the half-step Mahayana. The monks tied.
Not to mention, Xuan Xiaozi, who has the title of the No. 1 Dharma Cultivator in the Southeast, although his strength is not as good as the strong men in the Mahayana period, he is very strong in having a very thorough understanding of formations. Otherwise, he would not be able to be a master. Never exercised pastoral responsibilities.
Xuan Xiaozi, who sensed something was wrong, turned serious at this moment, because he saw that the sword in the opponent's hand had a sense of majesty that was unprecedented in the world.
That's something he can only feel urgently when he meets the laws of heaven and earth. Apart from that, I'm afraid only the legendary sword can have such oppressive power.
For this reason, Xuan Xiaozi could also detect that the weapon in the opponent's hand must be the Immortal Sword.
"It seems that I can't spend any more time with you."
After saying that, he immediately waved his palms, followed by the formation of seals, and shouted loudly.
"Wantian Dao Lock!"
This technique is a secret from the Holy Land of Martial Arts. It is an intermediate spiritual level. It can restrain the enemy and block it. When used by Xuan Xiaozi, it can even block the Mahayana monks for a moment.
The golden formation was activated, and countless rays of glow suddenly emerged, and countless chains formed by the gathering of spiritual power were shot towards Wan Chutian in an instant.
"Little tricks!"
Wan Chutian's eyes flashed with contempt.
Immediately he raised the Qiankun Fairy Sword, and a powerful devouring force swallowed up all the chains.
Such a weird sight made Xuan Xiaozi's expression change instantly.
"I will repay this move in full!"
The chains that were swallowed up by the Immortal Sword were all blasted out in an instant, and Xuan Xiaozi, who had no time to dodge, was instantly trapped in it.
After being tied up with chains, Xuan Xiaozi's expression changed drastically.
"Not good!"
Just when he was about to break free, Wan Chutian's sword energy struck him instantly.
"go to hell!"
The sword energy hit instantly, leaving no time for resistance.
"boom!"
A huge explosion exploded the chains instantly, and bursts of smoke filled the air.
Those chains also dissipated in mid-air. Looking at the aftermath of the explosion, countless martial arts disciples turned pale.
Being able to block the concentrated arc attacks of dozens of cave heaven monks, it hit Xuan Xiaozi like this. I am afraid that the opponent will be doomed.
"Hahaha!"
When he noticed that the other party's aura gradually began to disappear, Wan Chutian suddenly laughed wildly.
"What nonsense is the first method of cultivation? It's nothing in front of the fairy sword!"
Looking at the still motionless smoke, everyone's expressions couldn't help but change.
"Could it be that......"
Many people don't want to think about this aspect because they can't accept the most powerful practice of that dignified martial arts saint and fall down so easily.
However, the absence of any breath told them that these were inevitable facts.
Seeing that the morale of the martial arts disciples was gradually declining, Wan Chutian immediately spoke.
"All disciples obey the order and kill all enemies!"
With an order, all the swordsmanship disciples who were in danger of defeat began to counterattack, rushed towards the martial arts camp, and started fighting.
The situation that was originally evenly matched gradually began to favor the side of the Holy Land of Swordsmanship.
When he felt that he was about to be defeated, Ye Yuntian immediately came to the front of everyone.
I saw him fighting through many tight sieges, and then he said angrily: "All close friends of the sect and martial arts disciples, follow me to retreat from the enemy!"
With the Holy Son leading the army, many people felt relieved.
Soon the cronies around Ye Yuntian raised their weapons and spoke excitedly.
"Follow the Son and never retreat."
Once one person joins, countless others will follow.
Soon, the situation that was originally a little sluggish gradually eased a lot, and the battle among the disciples below gradually began to become anxious.
Looking at the martial arts camp that was once again burning with fighting spirit, Wan Chutian's face suddenly became stern.
"The mayfly shakes the tree, and you really don't know how high the sky is or how high it is!"
Raising the blade, he once again planned to clean up these monks who were ignorant of life and death.
But at the moment when he was about to take action.
The entire sky seemed to start to tremble, as if someone had crushed the stars in the sky, making bursts of explosions.
"what happened?"
Everyone looked up to the sky and saw countless falling stars beginning to break through the sky and rush to the ground.
"This is?"
"It's a unique skill taught by our Master Xuan Xiaozi."
"The sky is falling and the stars are shattered!"
