Chapter 3706: The Great Array of Protecting Mountains Breaks
Although they felt the power of this sword in the mountain-protecting formation, the expressions of everyone in the Liuguang Sword Sect changed drastically.
The power of this sword was really too strong, beyond people's imagination. Not only was the golden light shield severely damaged, but cracks began to appear in the surrounding space.
What kind of strength is this? Is this the legendary Immortal King?
Countless people were filled with shock. They did not expect that such a powerful person would appear in the Lower Heaven Realm.
However, although Jian Juechen's sword was powerful, the mountain-protecting formation finally stood up, and soon the cracks were repaired and restored to its previous appearance.
Everyone present just breathed a sigh of relief when Dao Jie, the master of the Law Enforcement Hall, hurried over.
"Sect Master, something bad has happened. We have consumed half of our immortal crystals just now. The rest of them may only be able to withstand one more sword strike!"
The last time the Flowing Light Sword Sect launched a mountain-protecting formation to resist the Blood Shura clan, it almost emptied their family fortune for many years.
Although I have accumulated some more recently, the number of Immortal Crystals is completely different from before.
The power of the sword just now was too astonishing. Although the mountain guarding formation was able to hold on, the damage was also extremely shocking, and the Immortal Crystal was cut in half in an instant.
Upon hearing the news, the hearts of everyone around him immediately sank to the bottom.
If the mountain-protecting formation is broken, all that's left is a desperate fight.
The only hope now is that the opponent can only use one sword and cannot use the second sword.
It turned out that this was just an extravagant wish. After taking a breath, Jian Juechen struck out with his second sword again, even more powerful than the first time.
The hundred-foot-long sword light struck heavily on the mountain barrier, and the golden light shield dimmed and trembled, and cracks like spider webs spread everywhere.
Different from the last time, this time without the support of the Immortal Crystal, the damaged golden mask has never been replenished, leaving it in a completely shaky posture.
A look of pride appeared on Jian Juechen's face, and he gently swung his sword.
Click!
This time, the mountain-protecting formation could no longer resist and turned into light spots all over the sky and dissipated in the void.
Three arrows defeated the formation. Jian Juechen did not continue to attack, but stepped back and stood at the rear.
He is too strong and should not belong to this interface, so he does not want to continue to take action and cause too much sensation.
And in my heart, these people in front of me are not worthy of letting me do it.
The Immortal Lord is too powerful. The reason why Jian Lingxiao asked him to lead the team here this time was just in case.
"Hahaha, without the turtle shell, let me see where you are going to hide this time!"
Du Wuwei laughed arrogantly, holding a long sword in his hand, and walked towards the mountain gate.
In his eyes, without the protection of the mountain guard formation, one person could destroy the entire sect.
"Get out of my way!"
With a roar, a fiery red figure appeared in front of him, and a short spear stabbed directly into his face with endless power.
It was Jin Meier who took action. Ye Bufan kept them here just to protect the sect. Naturally, he couldn't back down at this time.
Du Wuwei's face was originally full of arrogance, but now he felt the power of the gun, and his expression changed drastically.
The other party's strength turned out to be at the peak of the Immortal King, not inferior to him at all.
What's going on? When did Xiatianyu become so powerful?
He was confused in his heart, but he didn't dare to be careless in his hands. He quickly struck out with his sword and collided with the short spear.
The guns and swords intersected, making a harsh sound of gold and iron, and then the two of them stepped back dozens of feet.
No one took advantage of the sword, and the fight was evenly divided.
Feeling Jin Meier's strength, Du Wuwei no longer dared to have any contempt for her, and used the swordsmanship of the Sifang Sword School to kill her.
But even if he tried his best, the two of them were still neck and neck, and they were evenly matched.
A flash of astonishment flashed in Yan Qingqing's eyes, obviously this was beyond his expectation.
Normally in his mind, there were only a handful of peak Immortal Kings in the Lower Heaven Realm, but he never expected that there would be such a strong person in such a small sect.
"Two junior brothers, let's attack together. Let me see how many strong men they have."
Yan Qingqing waved his hand, and the two peak immortal kings beside him took out their swords and attacked Liuguang Sword Sect.
"Stop!"
With two shouts, Xuanyuan Linglong and Situ Dianmo rushed out, blocking the two core disciples one by one.
Six people were fighting in front of the mountain gate. The strength of both sides was not much different, both were at the peak of the Immortal King.
At the beginning, the three members of the Sifang Sword Sect thought they would have a certain advantage with their exquisite swordsmanship.
But after taking action, I realized that I was overthinking it. The opponent was not weak at all in terms of strength or swordsmanship, and was even better.
After a hundred moves, instead of gaining an advantage, Du Wuwei and the others were at a disadvantage.
"how so?"
Yan Qingqing's expression was extremely ugly. He originally thought that the disciples of the Sifang Sword Sect, who were aloof from above, would sweep through everything when they arrived in the Lower Heaven Territory, but in the end, they couldn't gain any advantage in a one-on-one fight alone.
He couldn't understand how a small lower realm sect could have so many strong men.
Seeing that he could no longer rely on his three junior brothers, he jumped up and prepared to join the battle group.
As soon as he moved here, a sharp sword light cut through the void and came to his eyes.
"What a strong sword spirit!"
As a disciple of the Sifang Sword Sect, Yan Qingqing immediately felt the extraordinary power of this sword with a strong knowledge and understanding of swordsmanship.
He waved the sword in his hand and struck seven or eight swords in succession before completely dispelling the sword light in front of him.
He looked up and saw a woman with a stern expression standing in front of him, her eyes extremely intense.
It was Leng Qingqiu who took action. Apart from Jin Meier and the other three, she was already the strongest among everyone present.
In terms of cultivation, he is in the early stage of Immortal King, far inferior to Yan Qingqing.
But what she gained was the inheritance of the No. 1 Sword Immortal. With her exquisite swordsmanship and the domineering power of the Immortal Killing Sword, her combat power was greatly improved, and she had the ability to fight across ranks.
"My swordsmanship is good, but my cultivation is a bit weak."
After the brief shock, Yan Qingqing's lips curved into a smile.
The opponent is very strong, especially with his swordsmanship. He can be said to be the strongest person he has ever seen in his age group.
But his strength is still a bit inferior. Only in the early stage of Immortal King, even with the blessing of swordsmanship, he is no match for him.
His eyes fell on the Immortal Killing Sword, and a touch of greed flashed in his eyes.
"Little girl, hand over this sword and I will spare your life!"
Leng Qingqiu had always been a ruthless person and didn't talk much. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy. The Immortal Killing Sword in his hand burst out with a cold light that filled the sky, drowning the opponent in an instant.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
Yan Qingqing snorted coldly and waved his sword to meet him.
His understanding of swordsmanship is not as good as that of Leng Qingqiu, and his swordsmanship is not as exquisite as others. However, the peak strength of the Immortal King ultimately occupies an absolute advantage.
The two fought more than a dozen moves, and Yan Qingwu steadily gained the upper hand.
After more than twenty moves, Leng Qingqiu was a little flustered. He was distracted by the other party and was slapped on the left shoulder by the other party, sending him flying tens of feet away.
