In the gray spiritual pillar on the central peak.
The three great swordsmen headed by Yue Longfei stood in a Zigzag formation, with light golden shields flowing outside their bodies. They moved the sword techniques, controlled the magic swords to attack, and fired out several sword energy from time to time to resist the incoming restraining force.
Two Nascent Soul stage monks, a man and a woman, were surrounded by them.
The tall man with thick eyebrows and big eyes is Zhang Lengfeng, and the other middle-aged woman with a slim figure is Feng Xianzi. They are the Nascent Soul stage elders of the Demon Spirit Sect.
The two people stood back to back in mid-air, wrapped in thick gray shields. They controlled the magic weapon with one hand, and guided the power of restraint with the other to disperse the powerful attack power of the sword cultivator.
The two sides went back and forth, and although the three major sword cultivators had a certain upper hand, Zhang Lengfeng and the others were able to hold on with their focus on defense.
However, this kind of magical power to control the power of the restriction consumes a lot of mana. Even if the power of the restriction can support it, Zhang Lengfeng and his two people's initial Nascent Soul cultivation will not last long.
Yue Longfei seemed to have a serious expression, but in fact he was careless. Suddenly, the jade bracelet on his wrist flashed an invisible light. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he said:
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, Fairy Feng, it would be fine if you escaped immediately, but you insist on a stalemate with us. Not to mention that the Forbidden Formation is overdrawn, it also consumes a lot of mana. If the mana is exhausted, you may even escape with the Nascent Soul." The chances are gone.”
Fairy Feng snorted coldly and said: "Yue Longfei, even so, you are also restricted here. When the great elder of our sect arrives, we will not be in danger."
Yue Longfei sighed: "Aren't you very surprised why the third Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator appeared in our sect and dared to start a war with your Demon Spirit Sect?"
Zhang Lengfeng and Feng Xianzi looked at each other with concentration. This was exactly what they couldn't figure out. Others didn't know the internal situation of Qingmeng, so didn't they know about it? How could they dare to form an alliance with the Tianjian Sect when they were overwhelmed with internal fighting?
Or does Tianjianmen have other powerful allies?
Yue Longfei's eyes gradually showed a look of fanaticism: "Because of the three Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators, we can use our sect's long-standing Sancai Sword Formation. With this powerful magical power, even if we are at the peak of the middle Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator The old stone demon is nothing to be afraid of!"
While speaking, the three great sword cultivators used some mysterious sword techniques at the same time. The magic swords returned to their heads, and extremely sharp golden sword threads poured out from them, intertwined in a unique way, forming a complex structure. Sword silk array net.
The faces of Zhang Lengfeng and the two men changed. They had to control the power of the restriction and their flying speed was slow. They could only watch helplessly as they were surrounded by the sword formation.
They quickly put away their magic weapons and mobilized the power of restraint with all their strength, and the gray aura outside their bodies became thicker.
Facing the three-talented sword formation Yue Longfei mentioned, they did not dare to take it lightly. A sword formation that gave Yue Longfei such confidence could be imagined how terrifying it was.
The sword silk array was not slow and quickly surrounded them.
"呲呲呲……"
The gray spiritual light was trembling, and the sword threads were like countless thin swords, cutting through the forbidden shield.
Zhang Lengfeng and the others felt the consumption of spiritual light, and couldn't help but be stunned. The power of the Three Talents Sword Formation seemed to be much weaker than they imagined.
With the help of the power of the forbidden formation, the gray aura shield can even withstand a single blow from the great monk, and it can withstand attacks at the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul for a period of time.
Now it seems that the attack power of these sword threads can reach the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and the power of Yue Longfei's magic sword is much stronger than these sword threads.
Zhang Lengfeng and Feng Xianzi looked at each other and saw the confusion in their eyes. Despite this, they did not dare to relax at all. They steadily maintained the forbidden shield and focused on defense.
After another meal, an astonishing black light suddenly appeared in the sky outside the Yueyang Mountains, and a furious voice containing powerful magic came:
"Yue Longfei! You are so brave. You dare to attack our Demon Spirit Sect. You are looking for death!"
Zhang Lengfeng showed a look of great joy: "It's Senior Brother Yu, haha, Yue Longfei, I'm afraid you don't know that Senior Brother Yu has already entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Coupled with the words of the Great Elder, you are in doom today!"
Yue Longfei looked at the escape light in the distance, smiled softly and said, "Really?"
At this moment, Lingzong's forbidden formation suddenly trembled. The surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be hindered by some kind of obstruction and stopped converging on the formation. The huge forbidden light curtain shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the spiritual light gradually became thinner.
The smile on Zhang Lengfeng's face froze and he lost his voice: "Impossible, you actually did something to the Forbidden Formation."
As the forbidden formation was destroyed, the forbidden shields wrapped around Zhang Lengfeng and Feng Xianzi turned into little bits of spiritual light and dissipated in the air, revealing their respective protective shields.
They quickly summoned their magical weapons, and bursts of treasure light flashed, trying to block the closing of the sword threads. The attack power of these sword threads was comparable to that of the mid-stage Nascent Soul, and there were so many of them that it was difficult for their own magic shields to resist them.
But when their magic weapon blasted into the sword mesh, the magic weapon's aura dimmed and fell downwards as if out of control.
Zhang Lengfeng and the two were horrified to find that they had lost the sense of their natal magic weapon, as if the sword wire in the sword formation could cut off the connection with the magic weapon.
Looking at the sword wires that continued to encircle them, the two activated other magic weapons and various high-level spells. However, whenever these attacks were caught in the sword wire mesh, the spells would be cut off and completely dissipated.
"how so!"
Yue Longfei said proudly: "The Sancai Sword Formation is not a formation that strengthens attacks. Its real power lies in the magical power of breaking spells with the sword. Under the auspices of Yue, any spell attack with a cultivation level lower than mine will be destroyed." Cut off.”
Looking at the two people with frightened expressions, Yue Longfei added: "Oh, by the way, the Nascent Soul teleportation technique is the same."
Next, in the desperate eyes of Zhang Lengfeng and Feng Xianzi, dense sword threads engulfed them.
Just as Yue Longfei said, in this sword-wire array, any spells will be cut off. The two early-stage Yuanying monks from the Demon Spirit Sect Lingzong, even the Yuanying, were not able to escape, and their souls were destroyed.
Julien saw this scene in his eyes, and the black escaping light turned in the direction, made an arc at the edge of the mountain gate, and returned the same way at a faster speed.
The monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul turned pale.
"The Forbidden Formation has actually been destroyed. The Heavenly Sword Sect obviously had a premeditated plan."
"No wonder Tianjian Sect dares to take action. They also hide such a powerful sword formation, which can block the spells of Nascent Soul monks and even prevent them from using teleportation powers. If I fall into the sword formation, I will probably fight with Zhang Lengfeng. They are the same."
"The Zhongzhou garrison has fallen and Lingzong has been lost. The next step for Tianjian Sect will definitely be to invade the Yunling Mountains."
He looked extremely aggrieved: "Damn it, this is the time. Does Yue Longfei know that the elder has gone to the Blood Demon Mountains?"
"I don't care about anything else. I will use the Wanli Talisman to send a message and ask him to come back."
"I am the only one who knows the news that the Great Elder has entered the late Nascent Soul stage. As long as he comes back, these people from Tianjian Sect will be nothing but a joke."
Julien Sheng carefully observed the rear and found that Tianjianmen was not chasing him, so he took out a simple jade talisman, moved his lips slightly, and transmitted the sound quickly.
After a while, a white light lit up on the jade talisman. It paused and then kept flashing.
Yu Liansheng's expression was stagnant: "It's unexpected that it can't be teleported, and it's isolated from thousands of miles of transmission notes. Could it be that the Great Elder is trapped in some large-scale restriction?"
His expression was ugly: "I'm afraid I have to wait until he leaves the restriction before I can receive the news."
"Now we can only stick to it. Fortunately, the Great Elder left behind a Fusion Demon Infant. Junior Brother Lu and I rely on the restrictions in the Yunling Mountains and are not afraid of the three major sword cultivators."
"As long as the Great Elder returns, it will be the end of their Heavenly Sword Sect."
