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Chapter 237 Breaking Down

Chapter 237 Breakthrough

"Can!"

The voice of Lord Dao's promise fell, and a dark wind blew strongly in the Black Stone Mansion.

"Arrogant!"

Venerable Yun stroked the white hair on her forehead, and she shouted, a long wooden staff already in her hand.

The long wooden stick pounded the ground heavily, and countless white smoke suddenly emerged.

Venerable Yun's body flashed, and then he got into the white smoke.

Although she was able to shout effectively, Venerable Yun obviously had no intention of becoming the first Venerable to fight against Hong Ku.

"This is the Five Ghosts Yin Feng Sword Formation, a variant of the Five Tigers Sheep Formation!"

During the baptism of the sinister wind, the moral venerable stretched out his hand, and gusts of black wind immediately wrapped around his body, constantly pulling against the sinister wind.

He looked in all directions, constantly observing every place, and also described the layout of Hongku's house one by one.

The instant beheading brought about the annihilation of ashes, the young man's body burst into flames, and bunches of black ashes continued to fall.

But as he continued to move, Venerable Sanxiao's heart gradually became colder.

A dark wind swept through the black stone house that originally looked simple and clear. Many of the decorations in the house had disappeared, making it difficult to distinguish between east, west, north and south.

Venerable Sanxiao spoke repeatedly, and finally there were more responses amidst the howling of the sinister wind.

Master Sanxiao clapped his hands, and three swords flew up behind him.

The words of Venerable Daode reverberated in his mind, and Venerable Sanxiao felt very natural when recalling these words.

"Where are the five ghosts?"

Huge mana surged out of his body, bursts of blue brilliance continued to wash over his body, and filled every magic sword.

But in a short comparison and calculation, he found that the time it took for him to kill quickly with his cursed sword was actually different from the time it took to think about a paragraph.

The young man's horrified eyes appeared as he locked onto Master Sanxiao, and the opponent's body was immediately swept away by the high-temperature red fire sword.

For a great spellcaster, his cursed sword technique is undoubtedly the most suitable spell for attacking, and there are no restrictive conditions such as casting spells and chanting spells.

"Venerable Sanxiao is always so anxious," said Venerable Daode: "You only need to find the five ghosts guarding the formation, and this formation will definitely be broken!"

For a great spellcaster, Venerable Sanxiao was very keen on the frequency of killings with his cursed sword, and he was also very aware of the time it took for him to recall a sentence.

Flames, cold light, and wailing sounds erupted at the same time, killing the area around him into nothing.

He looked at Master Sanxiao, and the voice in his mouth seemed mechanical and familiar.

"Hong Ku, come out!"

"This formation is good at drawing in the dark wind. It can freeze the body's blood, causing confusion in people's thinking and actions. It has extremely high weakening ability," said the moral venerable.

Lord Sanxiao was furious. As soon as he had a thought, three magic swords suddenly danced around him.

His three magic swords slashed wildly, sweeping everything around him and moving in a fixed direction.

In the gloomy wind, a young man with a stern face appeared, holding a bone sword.

The formation can be broken through clever means, but obviously there are also ways to break it through violence.

From his perspective, he was killing from south to north, but in reality, he may have been slashing in place, and the range he killed was only a few steps away.

"I don't have Simon with me, so I don't know the exact direction!"

His body kept moving rapidly, sweeping everything with three powerful cursed swords.

"Didn't Master Daode tell you that the real eye of this formation is the Yin Feng Sword held by the five ghosts?"

He firmly believed that the range of formations deployed in Hongku Courtyard was limited, but Master Sanxiao kept killing people back and forth, and it seemed that he had not reached the end yet.

His response just made Venerable Sanxiao curse, but in just a moment, Venerable Daode disappeared from Venerable Sanxiao's sight.

"That's unreasonable!"

"Within ten feet, my sword..."

A sword appeared red. The sword just broke away from Venerable Sanxiao's back, and the sword body was immediately covered with layers of red flames.

The three swords shone with infinite power. Just as Master Sanxiao was about to command the sword to kill the five ghosts guarding the formation, his sword flew out for only three seconds and he had to ask about the most important information.

"Come out and I will tell you who is behind the curse on you!"

The moral lord shrugged.

A sword appeared black, with seven holes on the sword. When it flew out, it made a wail of ghosts and wolves. The wail was heard, and even the moral sage could not help but frown.

Before he could finish his emotion, Hongku's voice came again.

"What kind of person is Zangzang Yeye? If you have the guts, come out and fight head-on!"

"Hongku?"

Venerable Sanxiao was slightly satisfied. He even felt the destructive power of the other two swords.

"This formation is good at drawing in the dark wind. It can freeze the body's blood, causing confusion in people's thinking and actions. It has extremely high weakening ability!"

"Come out!"

Venerable Sanxiao stared at the cursed sword that he was killing crazily, and the chill in his heart kept rising.

Regardless of whether he kills from south to north or from east to west, the range arranged by Hongku's formation is only so large. Venerable Sanxiao firmly believes that Hongku cannot turn a radius of several feet into dozens of miles. He only needs to go back and forth.

A sweep will definitely break this formation, and even directly kill Hongku, the leader of the formation.

A sword appeared blue and exuded a cold light. The appearance of this sword added a few points to the coldness of the Five Ghost Yinfeng Sword Formation.

Venerable Sanxiao couldn't tell the direction, so he immediately adopted the latter as a response.

This is something that shouldn't happen.

"Don't talk about those useless things. How can we break this formation?" The middle-aged man in blue brocade clothes on the side said displeasedly: "People like Hong Ku wantonly slaughter students and cut off dozens of inheritances from the Holy Mountain like us.

Only by breaking the formation and killing this scourge can we eliminate the hatred in our hearts!"



He had a thought in his mind, and before he even uttered the loud shout of "Go", the magic sword had already struck with light.

But his satisfaction turned into fear only for a short moment.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Venerable Sanxiao, there is no enmity between you and me. If you can tell who is behind the scenes against me, I can let you go!"

"I'll just go...where is the east?"

But he found that there was a difference between the time it took him to kill with his magic sword and the time it took him to recall his words.

This is also the fastest way for Venerable Sanxiao to respond when facing danger.

"caught you!"

Without the formation, what Hongku had to face was the attacks of the four venerables.

There was a hint of joy in the eyes of Venerable Sanxiao. He looked at the young man close at hand and instantly determined the positions of the other four square formation eyes.

"There is one in each direction in the southeast, northwest, and northwest!"

Lord Sanxiao made a roaring sound.

Venerable Sanxiao shouted loudly.

If there were no accidents, the five ghosts would have been killed by his three magical swords and the three ghosts would have been killed.

Venerable Sanxiao only felt a pain in his body. When he looked at his own body, he realized that a white bone sword had been pierced into his chest.

"cut……"

The command in his mind to command the cursed sword to crush the bone sword had not yet been issued. Countless white maggots emerged from the place where his chest was stabbed by the bone sword.

As the white maggots squirmed wildly, a fist-sized internal organ immediately fell out.

(End of chapter)


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