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Chapter 784

Wanjian Mountain, with peaks standing tall, exuding majestic momentum everywhere, but at this moment, Wanjian Mountain was shrouded in rolling smoke and dust, and there were corpses spread flat on the ground, and the pungent smell of blood rose into the sky, making people shudder.

boom!

A blast of sound exploded, the smoke and dust dissipated, and countless people from the Ancient Stars rushed out, all of them rolled up a violent wind, like a hurricane passing through the border, turning the entire space upside down.

Behind, the sound of breaking through the air came one after another. The people in Wanjian Pavilion were carrying sword energy, holding long swords, and with a crazy face, like a crazy beast, killing towards the crowd ahead.

As the long sword swung, thousands of sword lights bloomed, as if they were about to tear the sky apart. They fell on the people of the Ancient Star Sect, and suddenly they splashed red blood. Many people even died on the spot and their bodies fell into rocks.

These dead people were pierced by countless sword lights, their throats were broken and their chests were pierced. They were extremely ferocious in death, and their wailing sounds were everywhere, which could not be dissipated in the void for a long time.

Since the people from Wanjian Pavilion were chasing me, this scene has been repeated. At this point, more than 3,000 people in the Ancient Star Sect have died. Countless people opened their red eyes and roared in their mouths. The scene was extremely terrifying.

As the leader of the Ancient Star Sect, Fan Wujie felt that his heart was bleeding when he saw this scene. These people were the elites and mainstays of the Ancient Star Sect. Today, they were like dogs that were strayed, and were raided in the Wanjian Mountain and were destroyed.

Perhaps for 80,000 people, three thousand people are not a large number, but if they continue to chase and kill them one after another, the people from the Ancient Star Sect will eventually be completely destroyed.

Thinking of this, Gu Fanxing took a deep breath and suddenly turned around and said: Fan Wujie, could you let the two sects fall into endless battles until you win or lose?

The angry words were heard and everyone could clearly hear them. However, Fan Wujie's face at the back had no change, and he just said lightly: Continue to chase and kill!

The next moment—

Under Gu Fanxing's gaze, the void was torn apart. Forty million people from the Sword Pavilion waved their swords at the same time. The sword light gathered wildly, releasing endless murderous intent. No matter how the strong wind whistled, it would not disperse and its momentum soared into the sky.

When the sword light came down, the space suddenly solidified there. Immediately, the spiritual power of heaven and earth shattered and disappeared little by little. Countless people from the Ancient Star Sect let out shrill wails, their vitality dissipated, and they fell from the sky with powerlessness.

Fan Wujie, you beast! Liu Wentian's body kept trembling, and the blood spilled down his robe was dyed red and mottled, but his mind was even more suffocated, feeling that the world was constantly rotating.

The sword just now directly cut off the formation of the Ancient Star Sect. A hollow layer appeared in the center, and more than a thousand warriors inside either turned into corpses or turned into minced meat, completely dead.

Such bloody scenes made countless people's faces pale. At this moment, they finally realized that Wanjian Pavilion came to kill them completely.

Everyone obeyed the order!

Just now, Gu Fanxing's voice suddenly sounded, but when he saw him suddenly stop, his chest was raised, and he stood tall in the sky, his dark eyes staring straight ahead, and said loudly: Since the other party vowed to chase, we don't have to continue escaping, form a formation and fight to the death!

As the words fell, the anger and murderous intent in the hearts of the crowd were instantly ignited. They stopped one after another, and the bright starlight surrounded them, faintly condensed a shadow of a towering spiritual array.

The rumbling sound echoed, and the four major positions of the spiritual array condensed seven huge shadows of stars. Countless bright starlights emerged, surging like an abyss, and the breath swept through the sky and could vaguely suppress a world.

On the other hand, facing the terrifying momentum of the twenty-eight star formation, the people of Wanjian Pavilion were not afraid at all. The sword light filled the sky and landed from the sky, and actually condensed into a sword shadow in the sky, and rushed out.

A series of swords kept approaching in the void. The moment they contacted each other, the stars were boiling, the sword light was dazzling, but it kept shattering, and the sound of collision was endless. Each of them was shocking, making people feel like they would be destroyed at any time.

The twenty-eight star formations, the mind-turning stars, each one is extremely powerful, and can condense the starlight into a meteorite and fall to the earth. Even if the people in Wanjian Pavilion are carrying sharp sword lights, it is difficult to resist.

In just a moment, the land where the meteorite fell was covered with the corpses of the people from Wanjian Pavilion. The number of dead was uncountable, and countless injured people were even more injured. The blood mixed with internal organs stained almost everyone.

But facing the terrifying attack of the meteorite, the speed of the people in Wanjian Pavilion suddenly increased. They were like sharp swords, holding back the blood, and rushing into the formation frantically.

Whenever a person rushed in, it would become a bloody place. The sword light was sharp and exuded a strong murderous intent, either piercing the heart or piercing the arms, like a blood wolf rushing into the flock of sheep, which was extremely chaotic.

There are scarlet corpses in every mountainous land. These corpses have long been beyond recognition and cannot tell which side they belong to, and no one dares to identify them.

The battle situation was completely in chaos. In the ancient formation, in the void, people died every minute and every second. Even the powerful Yin and Yang who were above dared not be careless and would become a member of the corpse at any time.

At the center of the twenty-eight star formation, Liu Wentian and Gu Fanxing stood side by side. They were covered with starlight, gathering into a towering column of light, as if they merged with the star formation.

With the emergence of the towering light column, the aura of the entire array suddenly changed. Twenty-eight star shadows raised their heads at the same time, and emitted a series of roars that shook the sky. Each ray of starlight was like a stormy wave, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the people in Wanjian Pavilion.

You should know that the battle formation between the two armies is better.

The twenty-eight star constellations formation of the Ancient Star Sect is a pure killing formation. Before the people from Wanjian Pavilion rushed to the scene, they were intercepted and killed half a step, causing countless casualties.

With the sudden joining of Liu Wentian and Gu Fanxing, the power of the formation was even worse. Almost every ray of starlight fell, it could splash blood all over the sky. Among them, even the sword master who had entered the Yin-Yang realm was killed by the dazzling starlight.

At this point, the Ancient Star Sect still had a huge advantage, with more than 60,000 people remaining, while the Wanjian Pavilion was only seriously injured, with only 20,000 remaining, and this number was even sharply decreasing.

The comparison between the strong Yin and Yang is even stronger.

In front of the mountain gate, Wanjian Pavilion had already damaged three sword masters. With the death of the four sword masters of the passing lineage, only nine of the eighteen sword masters were left. In the previous round of bombing, four more people died on the spot.

Therefore, there were only five sword masters left on the Wanjian Pavilion.

However, although there were casualties on the Ancient Star Sect, relying on the advantages of the twenty-eight star formation, only five Yin and Yang powerhouses died and thirteen survived.

Seeing the huge gap getting bigger and bigger, Gu Fanxing narrowed his eyes into a slit, staring directly at Fan Wujie ahead, and said: For the sake of the so-called reputation, he ignored casualties and chased after him wildly. It seems that you really want to push Wanjian Pavilion into the abyss of extinction.

Push into the abyss?

When Fan Wujie heard this, he couldn't help but sneer a sneering arc on his lips and said with a smile: The battle has not ended, it's a bit too early for you to draw a conclusion now?

Liu Wentian also stared at Fan Wujie, his face gloomy as water: I have read classics. As early as thousands of years ago, the legendary ancient sword was the Godless weapon. Judging from the power you just used, its power does surpass the level of imperial weapons, but with your current strength, it is impossible to completely control the imperial weapon, and it will definitely be backfired.

You hold the legendary ancient sword and your strength has increased greatly. No one is your opponent, but so what? The battle situation has become a certainty. What can you change with your own strength?

Speaking of this, Liu Wentian's eyelids sank.
Chapter completed!
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