"mean!"
The elders of the three major sword sects who were fighting hard in Yuntou cursed loudly after hearing this.
From just now to now, the three ghost kings have been besieging them, like cats playing with mice. Although they occasionally have heavy moves, they have not really taken action.
The reason is to trap them and have no time to rescue the sword formation below.
The Ghost Kings were cruel and vicious, and cooperated with the Putou Ghost King to try to let them see their companions slaughtered with their own eyes.
However, no one expected that the sword formation would hold on to the fierce attack.
Even the "Yunshan Wuxia" still has the strength to counterattack the Putou Ghost King, causing him to suffer a small loss.
The elders were amazed and became more and more confident that it was the joint efforts of the three geniuses of Jun Tianfeng that had achieved such an impressive record.
"Good boy, he is worthy of being the master of the Sword Immortal!"
However, when they heard that the Putou Ghost King was shameless and invited another Ghost King to siege him, they were all angry.
To deal with a group of juniors and to call friends, this Ghost King is too shameless.
"Okay, I'll do it!"
A ghost king who was watching, named "Heichi Ghost King", jumped and appeared beside the Putou Ghost King.
"Putou, you are also a ghost king in vain. You can't even fight these miscellaneous fish!"
The Black Pool Ghost King swept his eyes at the sword formation. When he saw the strongest aura inside, he was not as good as the old sword cultivators of the three major sword sects, and he felt contemptuous.
No matter how many people there are, they can only be taken with one hand.
"Heichi, don't underestimate the enemy, this formation is very strange!"
The Ghost King of Heichi shook his head. In his true form, he was a famous general who expanded his territory during his lifetime. He knew all kinds of military formations and had people who knew the magic array.
In his opinion, the formation formed by these sword cultivators is not as strong as the military formation or magic array.
"I'll break the formation!"
The ghost king of Black Pool walked into ten feet, and the yin energy spread all over his body, like countless scattered eyes, staring at the sword formation without dead corners.
"It's all flaws!"
After observing for a while, the Ghost King of Black Pool laughed, "Putou, I'll demonstrate it to you!"
After saying that, under the black robe of the Ghost King of Black Pool, surging black water surged out, with a viscous and foul smell, and rushed towards the sword formation.
These black waters attacked the weak points of the sword formation like tentacles.
"My sword formation is not good at defending!"
Brushing, black water turned into tentacles, pierced into the sword formation madly, attacking each sword cultivator like long eyes.
"kill!"
Jun Tianfeng fell from a cliff, drew his sword from a high place, cutting off seven or eight black water tentacles.
“Huh?”
He was surprised and thought that the sword was pouring all its strength into a sword, which was enough to cut hundreds of black water.
However, the tentacles of Black Water's tentacles were far beyond his imagination.
Sure enough, the Emperor's Sword, Shaoyuweng and others next to them also showed surprise.
Immediately, they calmed down. This was the power that the Ghost King should have.
The overwhelming black water tentacles were shining with oil, more than hundreds of thousands.
The entire cloud mountain and mist-covered sword formation looked like it was filled with black water, and it seemed to be about to be destroyed.
"The five elements flow, the seven-star gathering!"
Eight words arise and everyone's mood calms down.
Under the control of Fang Dou, the five elements flowed into entities and began to bomb the Black Water Tentacle.
Mountain mist, stone rain, golden light, green vines, etc., like life, slapped the black water and splashed everywhere.
The seven big stars, the falling starlight was like countless fine needles, blowing black water and riddled with holes.
Hei Shui was attacked and made a heart-wrenching howl. It was not a dead person.
"Swoosh!"
The ghost king of Black Pool suddenly shrank his hand and put the black water everywhere into his black robe, looking at the sword formation in shock.
He suffered a great loss just now and needed to reexamine it.
"Haha, what did you say just now?"
The Putou Ghost King gloated, "Your performance is not much better than mine!"
The Black Pool Ghost King stared at the sword formation and thought about it carefully.
Indeed, there is almost no defense in the sword formation, and even the ghost general can break into it, and its power is fully reflected in the attack.
It is easy to get in, but it is even more difficult to get out!
The Putou Ghost King and the Black Pond Ghost King took action one after another, and they all suffered a great loss in the sword formation.
"Using attack as defense, this formation contains the ultimate principle of flying swords, which is a clever and clever formation!"
"Sword Formation, it's really a sword Formation!"
The Black Pool Ghost King sighed in his heart. With the sword formation, these sword cultivators are even more difficult to deal with.
"Heichi, don't think about how to break the formation?"
The Putou Ghost King understood it, pointed to the sword formation and said, "You and I joined forces to break it with external forces, okay?"
"Can!"
When the ghost king of Black Pool thought, since he could not break the sword formation, he simply used his strength to break it.
So, the two ghost kings began to join forces.
The Putou Ghost King rotated in place, turning into a whirlwind, and black water surged from under the Ghost King's robe of the Black Pool, flowing like a snake on the ground.
The momentum of the Ghost King blocks the sky with dark light from the sun and moon, and instantly turns into a rainy weather.
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"not good!"
Seeing this, Fang Dou knew that he would definitely not be able to stop this.
Only seven or eight hundred sword cultivators in the sword formation can fight hard now.
Even if one thousand five hundred people are in full swing, they cannot stop the two ghost kings from joining forces to attack, unless...
Fang Dou looked up at the sky, and the old sword cultivators of the three major sword sects were still trapped by the three major ghost kings.
If these new forces join in, the power of the sword formation will surely surge to one level, and it is no problem to resist the two ghost kings.
but……
Not to mention that they have no time to withdraw, even if they really come in, they will definitely attract more ghost kings to siege the sword formation.
At that time, the eight ghost kings join forces and the sword formation will still be broken.
"Do you really want to use that?"
Fang Dou took a deep breath, and the current situation could not allow him to hesitate.
The power of the Putou Ghost King, the Black Pool Ghost King, and the two ghost kings join forces have been poured into the formation.
The peaks swayed and collapsed, the winding streams dried and broke, and the clouds became sparse.
Even the seven light balls became dim.
"Forget it!"
Fang Dou put his hand into his arms. This was a magic weapon to save his life and was about to be used for this occasion.
"Everyone helps me and push the sword formation!"
At this time, many sword cultivators were desperate, knowing that they were unable to escape the siege of the two ghost kings.
However, as soon as he heard Fang Dou's summoning, the sword cultivators rekindled their confidence and joined in one after another.
Even many sword cultivators who had already lost their strength supported themselves to stand up and input strength into the sword formation.
The power of countless sword cultivators was poured into the sword formation, and finally the sea of ​​rivers gathered in Fang Dou.
"It's still not enough!"
A piece of metal fragment was suspended in Fang Dou's palm, like a "Splitter of Fairy Sword".
The source of this thing is that the sword immortal Kong Ziruo wore a sword with him, and it was broken when fighting with the immortal. This piece fell into Fang Dou's hands.
A small piece of fragments is like the weight of a mountain.
The sword formation can drive the "Five Element Evil" and can support the "Seven Star Earth Evil", but it is extremely difficult to drive the fragments of the fairy sword at the moment.
The fragments swayed, as if they would lose support in the next moment and fall back into their palms.
Fang Dou focused on the sword formation, driving the fragments of the fairy sword, staring at the front with his eyes.
At this moment, the two ghost kings at the left and right were wrapped in the "Yunshan Mist Cover" sword formation.
Chapter completed!