Chapter five hundred and eighty fourth ordinary sword
The power of the fairy sword itself is very powerful. Under Xiao Yun's full force, the attack power is amazing.
After all, when the immortal refined this sword, he was pursuing attack power, so in terms of attack power, this sword reached the level of a great holy weapon.
However, the defensive formation of the ghost clan's station is indeed very powerful, and it actually withstood the attack of the fairy sword.
"Hey, this weapon is good. No, this is not a weapon that can be refined in this world. This is the weapon refining technique of our ancient world. This is a fairy sword.
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"What's going on? How come he has a fairy sword?"
"Although we can bring a trace of soul to this world, we cannot bring the magic weapon here unless we come directly.
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"Could it be that the real immortals were summoned by the immortal clan station?"
"How is this possible? If a real immortal comes, at least at the level of a heavenly immortal, comparable to the great sage of this world, how could he die in the hands of a small mortal?"
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Inside the ghost tribe's camp, four young people were communicating. They stared at the fairy sword outside the formation, their expressions constantly changing.
They are the scroll bearers of the ghost tribe, but their true identities are unknown. After all, they have already been taken away by a trace of the soul of the great power.
Therefore, although their cultivation level is still very low, not reaching the realm of saints, their knowledge is extraordinary and they can see the origin of the 'immortal sword' at a glance.
"Hahaha, your name is Zhao Wuji, right? You are indeed very strong. Even a saint like me can feel the danger in this sword. But it is a pity that you still cannot break through the defensive formation of our ghost clan.
Law.
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On the city wall, the ghost saint looked at Xiao Yun with a mocking look and said.
The sudden appearance of the fairy sword just now really startled her, but after seeing that the fairy sword could not penetrate the defensive formation, he immediately felt at ease.
"Damn it, why are you so arrogant? You have the guts to come out and challenge your uncle Wang!" Wang Heng cursed angrily at the ghost saint opposite.
Wu Chaozu was also very angry and said to Xiao Yun: "Brother, let's attack together!"
"Yes, we will focus our attacks on one point to hit the Arrancar.
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"With so many of us, we don't believe that we can't break through a formation!"
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Several 'first generations' of the Renwang family were very angry.
Xiao Yun immediately led everyone to attack together. This time he did not continue to use the fairy sword, but used all his strength to activate the sword spirit.
The aura of his whole body suddenly became fierce, with a sharp edge that soared to the sky, like a brilliant and blazing sword, giving people a feeling that he could not be looked at.
An invincible aura surged, as if the supreme being in front of him was simply the undefeated God of War, with unrivaled sharpness and overwhelming momentum that made people feel that their whole soul was trembling.
"It actually condensed the soul of the sword!"
The ghost saint opposite seemed to feel the powerful aura emerging from Xiao Yun's body. He immediately put away the smile on his face and his expression changed.
The few Divine Scroll Masters in the city also looked shocked. They were not ordinary people. They had unique vision. Naturally, they could feel Xiao Yun's strength from the sword soul. It was definitely an invincible power that surpassed that of ordinary great saints.
"Brother Xiao is so scary!"
"The power of this sword soul makes me feel the breath of death. I absolutely cannot stop this sword!"
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Several people around Xiao Yun, including the 'first generation' of the Wang family, felt a surge of excitement in their hearts. They were the closest to Xiao Yun, so they could naturally feel the terrifying power of the sword soul.
They were very lucky at this moment that they were on Xiao Yun's side.
"Boom!"
When Xiao Yun activated the sword spirit, the attacks of others had already bombarded the defense formation of the ghost clan on the opposite side.
For a moment, blazing divine rays of light fiercely bombarded the formation's light shield, causing violent spatial fluctuations.
Terrifying energy swept out in all directions, and explosions resounded throughout the world.
However, the ghost clan's defensive formation was still intact, and even if everyone joined forces to bombard it, they could not break it.
Everyone felt a little unwilling and had no choice but to turn their attention to Xiao Yun.
The sword spirit in front of Xiao Yun had now grown to a hundred feet long, like a shocking giant sword, exuding a terrifying aura.
Originally, it did not take such a long time to activate the sword soul, but now the ghost clan members did not dare to come out. Of course, Xiao Yun had to take advantage of this and try to make the sword soul more powerful.
When Xiao Yun's sword intent reached its peak, a blazing sword light illuminated the entire world.
"boom!"
The sword is brilliant and invincible forever.
The light of a sword chills nineteen continents, shattering the sky and shocking Qiu Yu!
Thousands of changes were reduced to a simple blow. At this moment, Xiao Yun exerted his sword skills to the extreme. His exquisite moves and profound principles were now transformed into the most simple and unpretentious sword.
This is returning to nature!
"The most ordinary sword is actually Brother Xiao's strongest sword!"
Everyone around was paying attention to Xiao Yun. After seeing this sword, they all realized something, and their eyes were shining. After all, everyone present was a genius among geniuses, and they could all see how extraordinary Xiao Yun's sword was.
The ghost saints in the opposite city could naturally see the terror of Xiao Yun's sword. They all panicked and shouted, and used all their strength to activate the defensive formations of the ghost camp.
The huge formation aura is like a blazing ball of light, covering the entire ghost clan's residence.
Xiao Yun's sword soul stabbed hard at the formation's aura shield.
"Boom!"
The ground suddenly cracked, and huge cracks spread out from the ghost clan's camp in all directions. The cracks were like spider webs, bottomless, like dark abyss, which made people's scalp numb.
The void shattered, and the space storm swept out, as if the end of the world was coming.
A huge wave of air swept over, blowing everyone around Xiao Yun staggering around. Some of the weak ones were really blown backwards.
Zhao Qiang, Zhou Jiutian, Wu Chaozu, Zheng Xue, Wang Heng and other "first generations" of the Wang family all showed expressions of horror. It was only at this moment that they truly felt the huge gap between themselves and Xiao Yun.
The aftermath alone made them feel invincible. If they were really hit by the sword spirit, they would probably be killed instantly.
"It's so strong. How could a mortal have such strength?"
"No, he is not Zhao Wuji at all, he should be the 'Xiao Yun' that King Qin Guang mentioned last time.
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"Yes, it must be him. Only by opening the 'door' can he have such powerful power.
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Several divine scrollers in the ghost clan were extremely shocked.
They could all see that Xiao Yun's cultivation level was not very high, but with such a level of cultivation, he could actually unleash such terrifying attack power. This was simply a miracle.
In their prehistoric world, there was no such genius at all, and even the fighting Buddha was not that strong back then.
"Quick, quick, activate the formation with all your strength!"
At the same time, the roar of the ghost saint came from the city.
The attack power of the sword spirit was beyond imagination, and it was close to the limit of the defensive formation. They were suddenly frightened.