Shanquan's words are almost consistent with the information given by the Life and Death Dragon. However, this method can indeed break the sword formation, but it is also a bit troublesome.
At the same time, what Ye Shaohan wanted to do was not to destroy the sword formation. He wanted to control the sword formation and use it to suppress the swordsmen in the palace.
Holding the sword and coming out, Ye Shaohan walked up to the furthest sword pillar and said calmly: "There is no need for this!"
Gangfeng emerged around him. Ye Shaohan stood in the sky, holding the Qilin Sword tightly. Under the gaze of dozens of eyes, Ye Shaohan swung his sword down directly, and the sword shadow a hundred feet long came out and swung down with a crash.
Above the palace.
"Emperor, this won't work!" Shanquan exclaimed. He was quite helpless towards the Blood Prison Emperor. His way of breaking the formation would inevitably cause the sword formation to rebound. Shanquan remembered Lonely Bai's comment.
This sword formation: "If this sword formation is completely allowed to operate, its rebound energy will be enough to seriously injure a peak warrior of the first level of the Spirit Emperor!" Although he disapproved of Ye Shaohan, Shanquan still reminded him.
The falling speed of the 100-foot-long sword shadow did not slow down. Instead, it fell even faster. In Shanquan's helpless eyes, the sword shadow came with a bang, and at the same time, four harsh roars rose up from the stone pillars.
The general trend gathered, and as the roar sounded, its four huge phantoms emerged above the stone pillars. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed towards the phantoms crazily and merged into them. The phantoms gradually became clearer.
It's Qinglong, Suzaku, Xuanwu, ###!
Qingjue's expression was slightly startled, and he looked straight at the phantom of the blue dragon.
At the same time, Qing Jue discovered at this moment that these four stone pillars actually contained a will. This will was the will of the ancestors of the four ancient tribes.
The phantom stretched across, covering the void within a radius of more than a thousand feet, and the pressure was filled. The overwhelming spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowed aside, and four terrifying energies were condensed in it, ready to explode at any time.
The Lonely Emperor and others all looked at the four phantoms with solemn expressions, looking a little helpless. Why did the Blood Prison Emperor act so arbitrarily?
Instead, Xianxu and Xianluo saw some clues and whispered: "Protecting the Sect Sword Formation!"
The hunting sound in white clothes made Ye Shaohan ignore the condensed terrifying energy and the four phantoms that brought oppression to people.
Holding the sword, Ye Shaohan walked towards the center of the palace with a calm expression. This formation may be scary to ordinary people, but for the Moon God who has inherited the mark of the Moon God, this formation is not a concern.
"If you get close to the center of the formation, you will be crushed by the surrounding energy!" Ecstasy also raised his sword eyebrows slightly. However, neither Ecstasy nor Shanquan took action to stop them. They themselves did not know that in their subconscious, Ye Shaohan's
The action is to obey, not to oppose! At this moment, Shanquan, Jihun and others want to see how the Blood Prison Emperor will deal with this sword formation.
Four huge phantoms lay across the void, and a terrifying aura filled the air.
The will rolled out, its terrifying energy surging around like a flood.
Ye Shaohan came with a sword in his hand, his expression calm and unruffled, and he looked calmly at the four roaring shadows.
Under the gloomy void, the mark between Ye Shaohan's eyebrows gradually filled with a cluster of silver light.
Silver light circulated, and three strands of the Moon God's will exploded on him one after another, rolling out and suppressing the surrounding void.
A space ripple surged up, and when Ye Shaohan's figure landed in the center, four phantoms looked up to the sky and roared again, and the terrifying energy rolled back, directly tearing apart the void around Ye Shaohan.
The void surges with turbulence, and its roar echoes above it.
The spiritual energy protected his eardrums, and Xianxu looked a little solemn. As the guardian of the Jade Emperor Palace, he had also heard about the terrifying power of the Sect Protector Sword Formation.
It's just that the Sword Protector Sword Formation of the Sword God Sect has lost the support of the strong men, and its power has been greatly reduced.
However, Xianxu was able to detect the will contained in this stone pillar. Using these four wills to operate the sword formation, its power must be extraordinary.
"Noisy!" The surging energy surged in. At the moment when Ye Shaohan's figure was about to be submerged, Ye Shaohan shouted in vain, and his sword finger fell lightly into the void.
The heaven and earth trembled in vain, and the surging energy stopped strangely, even the turbulent flow in the void.
The void fell into deathly silence, and the four huge phantoms also stopped roaring, but the will was like an erupting volcano, unstoppable.
"How can the will of the four ancient tribes be controlled by you!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, his eyes falling on the palace below like the light of a real sword.
The five fingers stretched out, and three strands of the moon god's will flowed on them, and there was even a flash of thunder.
Ye Shaohan's expression turned cold, and he suddenly swung down his left palm. The terrifying energy around him gave way. At the same time, three strands of the Moon God's will suddenly fell on the palace, like a big mountain.
Bang bang! The palace shook and the shrill sword roar echoed in it.
The four phantoms looked up to the sky and roared again. The four rewinding wills suddenly became extremely docile, and finally merged into the stone pillars and the four phantoms turned into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and dispersed.
The pressure in the void also disappeared. This strange tomb made Lonely Emperor and others look stunned. The sword formation was broken like this?
"How is this possible?" Shan Quan whispered, his eyes full of disbelief. Even if the city master wanted to deal with this sword formation, it would take some time, but the Blood Prison Emperor broke it with just a few moves.
Regardless of whether Shanquan and others believe it or not, the scene in front of them is enough to confirm everything!
Thunder filled the soles of his feet. Ye Shaohan held his sword and looked down with a solemn expression. The ruined palace shook in vain, gravel rolled down, and a cloud of dust was stirred up.
Bang bang! Cracks appeared on the top of the palace and then shattered. Rocks flew and fell in all directions.
Several sharp sword energies soared into the sky, tearing apart the space and hitting Ye Shaohan directly.
Ye Shaohan grabbed it in vain, ignoring the sharp sword energy. His thunder was caught and swung down, tearing into pieces the sword energy that shot out.
At the same time, Ye Shaohan snorted and took a step. This step made the world pale in vain!
"You cannot control the will of the four ancient tribes!" Spiritual energy surged out of Ye Shaohan's body and merged into the surrounding void. Three strands of the moon god's will covered the stone pillars, and several roars sounded again.
Four huge phantoms emerged above the stone pillars, and they were clearly the phantoms of the four ancient races.
Taking control of the sword formation here, Ye Shaohan used the will in the stone pillars to integrate into his own momentum, and slapped his palm downwards, suppressing the sword bearer in the palace.
"He controlled the sword formation!" Lonely Emperor also had a look of shock in his eyes.
The Qilin Sword was raised, and its thunder condensed on it and spread out, forming a giant thunder sword hundreds of feet long.
"Back away!" As Ye Shaohan finished speaking, his giant thunder sword turned into a stream of light and fell downwards, sinking into his palace.
The people surrounding the palace immediately retreated. At the same time, the entire ground shook violently in vain, and a sword pillar stood in the palace.
The thundering giant sword enveloped the sword pillar. When the thunder dissipated, the sword pillar shattered suddenly, and the gravel flew and fell into the palace, bang bang!
"Four Spirit Sword Formation! Seal!" He sheathed his sword and retreated towards the original path. At the same time, his left hand fell into the void, and the roaring shadows of the four ancient clans rolled back and flew over the palace.
The four wills condensed into a sky net, tightly covering the palace.
No matter how terrifying the will of those who inscribed the sword was, they never tore this skynet to pieces.
It had only been a few dozen breaths since he took action, but Ye Shaohan destroyed the sword pillar easily. At this moment, not only the lonely emperor and others looked a little strange, but also the life and death dragons, muttering: "Old boy, this sword pillar can still be
So destroyed!”
The shrill roar echoed in the palace, but the person who inscribed the sword could not escape.
Turning around, Ye Shaohan landed on the edge of the palace and stood on it. Under the astonished eyes of Young Master Su and others, Ye Shaohan walked toward the palace with his sword in his hand.
"Emperor!" Young Master Su said softly. Why did the emperor step into the palace if he had not trapped those who inscribed the sword?
Ye Shaohan stopped and then chuckled: "Just wait here for a while, I'll go in!"
After saying that, Ye Shaohan walked towards the palace without looking back. The sound of his footsteps became louder and louder, and four sword corpses followed closely behind.
Xianxu and others were still standing where they were, just looking solemnly at the disappearing figures.
"Who is he? He knows the details of the Sword Tomb. His strength is even more terrifying, and his methods are even more amazing!" He whispered sadly, the Blood Prison Emperor was becoming more and more mysterious.
Hearing this, the Lonely Emperor nodded and looked to both sides subconsciously. Not only was this Blood Prison Emperor mysterious, but these people were also so mysterious.
The steps were somewhat damaged. Ye Shaohan stepped on them. The Qilin Sword drooped and the tip of the sword touched the ground. Ye Shaohan dragged the Qilin Sword and walked forward step by step. He could detect several powerful auras in the palace: "Five people
Comparable to the Sword Master of the Spiritual Emperor Realm!"
Wherever the Qilin Sword crossed, a striking sword mark emerged on the stone path.
The five slender figures gradually disappeared at the end of the stone path, and were finally swallowed up by darkness.
Stepping at the end of the stone path, what you see is a pool of scarlet blood. Some fallen stones were swallowed up by the pool of blood. Several figures stood sluggishly on the stones, and the screams of swords echoed around.
Cackling! The tip of the sword scratched the stone path, and the sound filled the entire palace.
The arrival of Ye Shaohan and others immediately attracted the attention of the five sword bearers. The screams of the swords stopped, and five rainbows came straight towards Ye Shaohan, arriving in an instant.
Five bright rays of sword light leaped into Ye Shaohan's eyes, and the hanging Qilin sword was raised. Ye Shaohan blocked these five rays of sword light with one sword, clang!
The explosion of metal clashing rose to the sky, and the force exploded. Ye Shaohan's body trembled slightly, and he took a few steps back. He had to face a sword-bearing person alone, and Ye Shaohan could completely suppress it, even if he faced two sword-bearing people.
, he is still able to do it with ease.
However, facing the offensive of five Sword Masters at the same time, he had to admit that this was not something he could resist now.