The swords merged and the wind roared. In an instant, the mist covering a radius of more than ten feet was swept away.
There was a faint smell of blood floating in the air, and ten figures appeared.
These ten people had not been attacked yet, but their expressions were extremely panicked, and large beads of sweat continued to appear on their foreheads.
It shows how much pressure they feel at the moment!
Even old foxes like them, who have been practicing for many years, cannot bear the feeling that the shadow of death may fall at any time.
It was only at this moment that everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the one-eyed monk and others. They swayed and hurriedly came forward, spontaneously surrounding the one-eyed monk.
"Sir, what should we do now?"
The one-eyed monk's face was extremely ugly, and the anger in his heart could no longer be controlled.
Anger boils, boiling can boil the sea.
In a short period of time, less than half of the experts he brought were left. Such losses can only be described as extremely heavy.
He groaned and said immediately: "Let's join forces and break this formation first."
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. This kid is not easy to deal with. If anyone dares to keep his hand again, it will bring trouble to others. I will not be lenient after the incident."
After saying this, the one-eyed monk angrily raised his true energy.
The swords clashed suddenly, making a loud and crisp sound, and a ball of bright sparks bloomed.
The expressions of the remaining people were all stiff, no one spoke, but they all drew up all their true energy.
Although everyone is traveling together, they also have their own thoughts.
Previously, there were many people, so they all joined forces to attack. There were more people than others, but they didn't attack with all their strength.
After all, there are so many of them, and each of them activates some of their skills, and when they come together, no one can stop them during the foundation building period.
It's just that... they never expected that Su Twelve would defeat them in one joint attack.
What's more, I didn't expect that I would be trapped in this formation!
In fact, most of the companions paid the price with their lives for this.
With the lessons learned right in front of them, even if the one-eyed monk didn't remind them, they wouldn't dare to hold back.
With the full force of several people, the one-eyed monk's swords repeatedly struck each other in the air.
The splashing fire turned into balls of flame when it hit the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the earth burst into flames.
Suddenly, two hundred-foot-long fiery snakes soared into the sky, and under the pull of the sword, they shot straight into the sky.
In the air, countless formation marks emerged, crumbling under the impact of the fire snake.
"Um?"
"What an astonishing attack. What kind of move is this that can actually shake the Yunge Nine Sword Formation composed of ninety-nine and eighty-one top-quality flying swords?"
"His pair of swords can withstand the blessing of so many people's true energy, and their grade is definitely not low!"
Su Twelve was in the formation and saw the actions of the one-eyed monk and others.
Feeling that the formation's endurance had reached its limit, he did not dare to be careless.
Immediately step on the Seven Star Steps with your feet and form the Tai Chi Seal with your hands.
The thick fog that enveloped everyone suddenly surged up.
As the clouds and mist surged, they condensed into an extremely huge sword and slowly descended from the sky.
This move was the final move of the sword formation, and it was also the move that almost killed Ge Tianchuan back then.
If Ge Tianchuan had not exploded a spiritual weapon back then, he would never have been able to escape from the formation.
Of course, the people in front of them, both in terms of the one-eyed monk's cultivation and the number of accompanying monks, far surpassed Ge Tianchuan and the people he led.
However, Su Twelve has been practicing for so long, and his strength is not what it used to be.
Over the years, I have gained a deeper understanding of the battle method.
"Boom!"
The giant sword fell down, carrying the mighty power, and severely hit the two hundred-foot fire snakes rising into the sky.
The astonishing energy explosion directly knocked the one-eyed monk and others down from the air.
"Damn it, why is this sword array so powerful?"
"No, we're in trouble now!"
"Sir, what should we do now?"
Seeing the failure of breaking the formation
, everyone looked depressed, their faces extremely ugly.
The same despair that everyone in the Yunge Sect had felt before grew in their hearts.
"Hmph! This kid relies on the advantage of the formation and is really difficult to deal with. But..."
The one-eyed monk's face was as cold as frost, and he groaned in the middle of his words.
I saw a ball of red mist jumping out from the ground.
"Huh? This is..."
Seeing the red mist, the one-eyed monk was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, his eyes widened in anger, and his anger exploded.
"Red stove, light snow needles?! It's you...it turns out you killed my Ai Ji!!!"
\"Everyone, be careful!\"
Suppressing the anger in his heart, the one-eyed monk immediately reminded him.
However, when masters compete with each other, sometimes life and death can be divided in an instant.
When the red mist appeared, the one-eyed monk was not the only one who was stunned.
Along with the rest of the people, they were also temporarily distracted.
The red mist was transformed from the red furnace-pointed snow needles. They had only seen such a treasure on the one-eyed monk.
At this moment, when I saw the red furnace-pointed snow needle appearing, my first reaction was that it was cast by the one-eyed monk.
By the time the one-eyed monk's reminder reached his ears, it was too late.
The needles dotting the snow in the red furnace are as thin as hair, and when gathered they are like red mist, but when dispersed they disappear.
The red mist blows past like a cool breeze blowing on your face.
The next second, the more than ten people surrounding the one-eyed monk trembled and their eyes widened.
"Save...save..."
Several people sobbed in their throats and opened their mouths to speak.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his orifices began to bleed.
In an instant, with a bang, it turned into clouds of blood mist, drifting across the sky and earth with the wind.
An unprepared move directly killed several people.
Only the one-eyed monk held his breath and concentrated his energy. An invisible light shield loomed around him, blocking all the red furnace-pointed snow needles.
Seeing the blood mist floating around him, his shoulders were shaking, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were red.
The wealth accumulated over decades was completely destroyed in one fell swoop.
At this moment, my anger reached its extreme, and my heart felt like weeping with blood.
Angry and resentful eyes seemed to penetrate the thick white fog and see the figure deep in the fog.
If looks could kill, Su Twelve would have been torn into pieces by him at this moment.
However, because he was angry, the one-eyed monk did not continue to attack. Instead, he could not help but twitching the corners of his mouth slightly, and a touch of physical pain appeared on his face.
Suddenly, a strange blood mist filled his body.
"Boy, that's great. You're really good."
"Except for Ren Yunzong, you... are the second person who has caused me to suffer such heavy losses over the past hundreds of years! I have recorded this grudge!"
"I will definitely pay you back twice as much in the future!"
After saying this, the thick blood mist engulfed him and turned into a streak of bloody light that rushed out of the formation.
Layers of formation seals emerged, exuding a mysterious aura.
However, when the escaping light came upon me, it was as if it was nothing.
In the blink of an eye, the escaping light passed through countless formation seals and reached the outermost edge of the formation.
He was about to leave the formation.
At this moment, Su Twelve appeared with a cold face.
"Coming day?"
"Hmph! Do you think you will have a chance?"
At the same time as the sound sounded, the Tai'a Seven-Star Sword flew out from the thick fog. The seven swords connected in a line and instantly cut through the space.
From the moment the one-eyed monk called out the red furnace to light the snow needle, he had already made a guess about this person's identity.
No matter how the other party managed to escape from Ren Yunzong, or how he ended up like this.
None of this prevents him from being extra vigilant about this person!
"boom!"
A handful of blood mist splashed and the light dispersed. The one-eyed monk fell to the ground clutching his chest, with an expression of disbelief and unwillingness written on his face.
I couldn't believe that my escape strategy, which cost most of my blood and energy and paid a huge price, would be broken.