Nine hundred and twentieth chapters of their respective battles
boom!
There was an explosion, and Mo Jingyun and the battle formation composed of ten people from Gongsun Yangyang were knocked upside down by a Taoist half-sage.
"Hmph! There are only ten great emperors, and Mo Jingyun, who is the highest in the realm, is nothing more than a five-star great emperor. The rest of them are even four one-star great emperors, and the rest are just low-level emperors of two or three stars.
You guys dare to be my opponent, Huang Lan, do you really think that Yingtian Sect’s battle formation is invincible!”
Huang Lan sneered again and again, took one step forward, and attacked the ten Mo Jingyun who were knocked away!
Mo Jingyun and the others retreated a thousand feet away before standing still in the void.
Their eyes were full of solemnity.
Even though what they formed was a simplified version of the "One Hundred Emperors and God-Slaying Battle Formation", and its power was far greater than that of the "Ten Emperors and God-Slaying Battle Formation", the simplified version was still a simplified version.
A battle formation that requires a hundred people, but only consists of ten people, naturally has a greatly reduced power.
Coupled with the lack of tacit understanding between the ten people, this was the first time they fought, and they suffered a huge loss. They retreated thousands of feet away, and the battle formation almost became unstable.
"What a pity, if besides Xie Yun, Ying Tian Sect also has its own peak emperor, with him as the core, Huang Lan was the one who was defeated by that attack just now!"
Mo Jingyun sighed.
"Don't ask for merit, but ask for no faults. Defend with all your strength and drag the other half-saints to death!"
Mo Jingyun gave the order and the only way to win was to cultivate a tacit understanding first.
He did not dare to take risks because Gu Xuan's two relatives, Gu Sen and Gu Tianmo, were also in this battle formation.
To form this battle formation, the emperor would not be enough if the two old men did not take action in person.
This formation is a simplified version of the "Hundred Emperors and Gods Slayer Battle Formation", which contains many secrets of this battle formation and must not be passed on to others.
Therefore, the two elderly people came forward and strongly requested to join.
Of course, even though they are old people, these two people are not very old.
At least, Mo Jingyun is much older than Gu Xuan's father.
However, the seniority is there after all.
Even if he died, Mo Jingyun did not dare to let these two old people suffer any harm.
"good!"
After Mo Jingyun gave the order, everyone nodded in unison and formed a defensive formation.
Huang Lan snorted disdainfully.
The ten great emperors in front of him seemed to underestimate him.
I am not the idiot half-saint who will be killed by Gu Xuan with one blow.
"I want to see how many of you can stop me!"
Huang Lan opened and closed his hands widely, and already held two combat swords that shone with cold light in his hands.
He performed one move after another, slashing out with his sword. Wherever the blade passed, even the space was almost cut open.
Dang Dang Dang!
Mo Jingyun's ten people worked together, and they were in one body. They were able to advance and retreat in a well-established manner. With the combined strength of the ten people and the mystery of the battle formation, they were able to take all of Huang Lan's attacks forcefully.
Moreover, the ten people's tacit understanding has become more and more skillful.
"How is it possible? Only ten emperors, the strongest of which is the five-star emperor, actually blocked my fierce attack? No, there is no reason! Illusions are all illusions. If I try harder, there is no way they can block it!"
Huang Lan's face looked a little ugly. He was a semi-saint, but he was actually blocked by ten low-level emperors?
"Come again!"
Huang Lan attacked fiercely again, and in a moment, he attacked hundreds of moves.
The sound of clanging could be heard all the time. No matter how many moves he made, Mo Jingyun and ten people blocked them.
"Our battle formation has become more and more proficient, and we can try to counterattack!"
Mo Jingyun sent a message to everyone.
At this moment, Huang Lan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and violent energy surged from his body.
Holding the battle sword high, the power of order gathered from all around.
"Eat my strongest move, the Thunderbolt Shocking Immortal Sword Technique!"
Whoosh!
Huang Lan's figure suddenly disappeared from where it was, and in an instant, it fell from a higher place in the sky.
Two sword beams hundreds of feet long slashed straight down.
The space is shattered under the light of the sword. The power of this sword is enough to kill immortals and demons!
Mo Jingyun's pupils shrank.
"This blow is his strongest. If I can block it, why not kill him! Infinite energy, add to my body!"
The Yuan Power from the remaining nine people was transmitted to Mo Jingyun's body in various mysterious ways.
"Next, it's time for us to counterattack. Let you try the "Three Peerless Swordsmen" that Master specially deduced for me!"
Endless sword light burst out from Mo Jingyun's body.
"Blade breaks the galaxy! Kill me!"
Boom!
The two tit-for-tat sword techniques collide in the void!
Infinite sword energy permeates all directions.
At the point of collision, even the space seemed to be sunk in and became distorted, making it impossible for the outside world to see who was winning and who was losing.
Right now.
puff!
Then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a figure flew out.
"No, this is impossible!"
The person who flew out was none other than Huang Lan.
In just one blow, he had been wounded by ten people from Mo Jingyun.
The space returned to calm. Mo Jingyun's ten people stood in ten directions, staring coldly at Huang Lan.
Go against the trend and reverse it!
"It seems that you are in trouble. Then, prepare to die!"
The sword light on Mo Jingyun's body burst out and he rushed towards Huang Lan.
The two sides once again fell into a fierce battle.
Not far away, the Withered Grass Half Saint also met a Taoist Half Saint.
The strength of the Withered Grass Semi-Saint completely suppressed his opponent, but his opponent was a man who was good at speed. He wanted to hold the Withered Grass Half-Saint down and did not confront him head-on.
"Damn it, you kid, you don't fight well. If you keep fighting like this, when can I kill you? You can't run away, so you should just accept death."
The Withered Grass Semi-Saint said angrily.
"Haha, if you want me to die, you are not qualified enough. Why should I fight to the death with you? I just need to hold you back until a few of my companions win, and then come to my aid. You will be the one who dies!"
The opponent of the Withered Grass Half-Saint looked sarcastic.
"Okay, okay! I gave you a chance. Since you don't want to die quickly, then I will make your life worse than death!"
The withered grass half-saint screamed and rushed forward.
A series of mysterious light mirrors, constantly switching between battles in the sky.
The senior leaders of the hidden forces were chatting constantly.
"Huang Lan is dying, sooner or later he will take the pill. I never expected that the Yingtian Sect's battle formation would be so strong. Once the battle is over, we must capture a few Yingtian Sect disciples and obtain the formation."
"I'm afraid this matter will be difficult. People from Zhongyuan Domain will not let us act. People from Dao Sect will also stop us."
"Don't be in a hurry. Let's continue watching the battle. The battle formation is powerful, but I'm more interested in people. You see, the Elf Emperor is still able to handle it with ease and not fall behind even when he is one against two."
"It is only a matter of time for the Elf Emperor to win. And Li Xieyun is also very powerful in combat. With the peak of the Great Emperor, he can fight against a Semi-Saint without losing a single bit. But I don't know how long he can last.
I really didn’t expect that the Yingtian Sect’s half-saints would have the upper hand in the battle. It’s a pity…”
"It is indeed a pity. After all, Yingtian Sect is Gu Xuan's one-word hall, and it is Gu Xuan's single tree that supports it. But he will eventually die in the Forbidden Law War Palace."
"Is this the power of the Forbidden Law War Palace?"
Gu Xuan looked around. This was obviously the inside of the Forbidden Law War Palace.
The power of a heavy seal seemed to be everywhere, sealing away all the energy in his body.
Now, he has no way to mobilize even the slightest bit of energy.