As the capable generals under Emperor Yuan Ming, they are not simply in the fourth level. Compared with Hu Ping, they all master certain talismans.
Just as they expected, the flying swords formed circles after circles on the head of the grumpy man.
This time there are two swords together, so the circle of flying swords has two levels in total.
The upper layer is larger than the lower layer.
When the flying sword fell, it didn't fall directly.
On the contrary, like a spiral staircase, first the first flying sword spins and falls. Then the other flying swords follow, closely connected, and finally all the flying swords form a spiral in the air.
"This is different from what I saw last time."
The grumpy man was a little panicked.
Last time, all the flying swords hit Hu Ping. At the moment when they hit Hu Ping, Hu Ping was only that big.
All the flying swords are concentrated at one point.
But now looking at the flying sword's posture, it seems that it is continuously exerting force, instead of directly hitting it like last time.
As for which method is more intense, it depends on the final result.
Tianxuan Mirror.
When the first flying sword fell, the four people stretched out their hands toward the sky at the same time.
A mirror engraved with runes appeared and opened towards the sky
It was late at night, and all the starlight and moonlight in the sky were absorbed by the mirror, and then quickly concentrated on one point, hitting the first flying sword.
The beam of light immediately stopped the flying sword.
Even the flying sword itself was trembling violently.
"After all, it's only the second grade."
The grumpy man put his heart in his stomach and started taunting again.
The combined efforts of four people made this second-level person as weak as a child or a stone.
Just when he was feeling proud, the second flying sword, when the first flying sword trembled to the critical point, actually merged into it and overlapped, and then the following flying sword followed closely.
The four people felt something was wrong, and all the flying swords began to enter the first one one after another.
This time, the golden sword light of the first flying sword shined brightly.
The four people immediately realized that Tianxuan Mirror could no longer bear it.
When the four people were panicking, all these changes were just caused by the integration of more than a dozen flying swords into the first one.
Behind them were countless flying swords forming a vortex, waiting to spin down.
"Damn Hu Ping."
Yuan Baming suddenly cursed. Hu Ping, who had become a dead man, would definitely feel unjust if he knew about it. How could he be blamed for this?
But it does have something to do with him.
The first person Tian Beng killed was Hu Ping
Jiang Chen summarized his experience and made Tian Beng Yijian become what it is now, continuously gaining momentum.
In addition, two Jiang Chens performed it together, so when the flying sword was only halfway through, the Xuantian Mirror they performed could no longer withstand it.
The flying sword lost its resistance and continued to move forward towards the violent man.
No matter how the four people input their power into the Tianxuan Mirror, they could not stop the flying sword.
"Hold on."
Yuan Baming made a decisive decision and immediately removed his hands.
After losing one person's power, the other three felt their bodies sink, as if they were about to be crushed.
However, Yuan Baming did not run away from the battlefield. He knew that he could no longer be so passive in the face of this sword.
So he rose to a certain height alone, parallel to Feijian.
"Earth Explosion Tianluo!"
He roared and pushed forward with both hands.
It was as if two volcanoes erupted in the palm of his hand, and the hot breath was enough to raise the temperature of the entire city. However, this was still within the barrier and did not affect the outside.
The fierce flames hit the flying sword.
The four people below opened their eyes wide, hoping that this move would be effective.
They thought that as long as they knocked away a flying sword, Jiang Chen's sword would lose its power.
Soon, all the flying swords were swallowed up by the flames.
The power contained in it is not just simple fire energy.
It's more like there is something like explosives inside, constantly releasing power to destroy the sword.
Logically speaking, the flying sword spinning down would be scattered no matter what.
Yuan Baming thought so, and a look of joy appeared on his face.
Soon, I realized Hu Ping's mood.
The raging fire seemed to be swept away by a gust of wind.
Then a fire tornado, which is extremely rare in nature, appeared.
The flames rise with the wind.
And this wind naturally comes from the flying sword.
The flying sword turned downwards with the bonus of the flames. It looked gorgeous and magnificent, just like the means of the gods.
"Get away!"
Yuan Baming thought that when he was in the forbidden area, Hu Ping also scattered all the flying swords at first.
But soon, the flying swords rearranged themselves above his head.
What Hu Ping was thinking at that time was that this sword attack would be performed no matter what, and it could not be destroyed.
At this moment, Yuan Baming also had the same idea.
He could only hope that his companions could avoid it.
Except for the grumpy man, the other two people ran away, one on the left and the other on the right.
The grumpy man quickly flew towards the outside of the city.
But the flying sword was like the sickle in Death's hand, locking onto him, rising into the air, and changing direction.
The grumpy man knew that he couldn't escape, and felt a suction enveloping him.
He did not give up resistance until the end.
Still trying his best to resist this sword.
"The blood vortex of the soul!"
He stretched out his hands and faced the direction of the flying sword.
The flying sword was still some distance away from him, and his hands seemed to have been attacked by an invisible attack, dripping with blood.
Even blood spurted out.
"This is?!"
The other three were shocked. They did not expect that he would be so decisive and resolute.
This is no longer just a Daozang, but more like a sacrifice, offering one's own blood and summoning gods to protect oneself.
The blood he shed did not fall, but formed a circular vortex in front of him, like a black hole in the universe, able to swallow everything.
The flying swords penetrated into it, just like stones submerged in water, disappearing, one after another, completely ignoring the power of the swords.
"This is divine power. It's not something that a second-level person like him can handle."
Yuan Tiangang was full of confidence and told the other two people that when Jiang Chen's sword was over and he showed up, they would kill him regardless of the cost.
As a result, things once again exceeded their expectations.
They thought the flying sword would end there, but a flying sword came out of the whirlpool again and pierced the grumpy man's heart directly.
The grumpy man was originally full of pride, his eyes were filled with cruelty, and he was just waiting to torture Jiang Chen severely after it was over.
"How could this happen? What kind of sword is this? Who are you?"
The grumpy man shouted excitedly.
He only knew that Jiang Chen came from Taihuang Heaven, but why would a person from such a backward world be so scary?