His eyes were sharp and he shouted angrily: "The Tianyuan Killing Formation is here!"
Swish, swish, swish... As soon as the voice fell, his body began to flash rapidly around him. Every time he changed a movement, he would display a mysterious sword formula, or look back at the moon, or the white crane spread its wings, or sweep across thousands of armies, or open up the world.
…For a time, his afterimage was everywhere, and he seemed to have transformed into thousands of himself.
And as those sword techniques were displayed, everyone was shocked to find that there were luminous formation patterns that filled the air from the tip of the sword.
More and more formations flew into the air, intertwining a huge light shield between the sky and the earth, shrouding Ye Wuliang.
On the surface of the light-shielded body, there are some complicated symbols glowing, which appear mysterious and unusual.
"This is...a ninth-level formation?"
Some people stared at the huge light shield, took a breath of cold air, and said in surprise.
"What?
Ninth level formation?"
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the surrounding area suddenly shook.
In the eyes of ordinary people, a formation that can reach the fourth or fifth level is already very powerful. The formation that Lin Ye performed at the ninth level is simply disappointing.
Looking at the light shield, everyone can indeed find that there are white sword auras condensing there, hanging upside down in the sky. The sharp aura emanating from each sword aura is faintly cutting the space.
Thinking about that killing sword, it only takes one sword to kill them easily.
And above the light shield, there are thousands of blazing white light swords hanging. This is indeed a sure-kill situation, and everyone is terrified in their hearts.
Looking up at the endless sword energy pointing at him, Ye Wuliang narrowed his eyes and looked solemn. As an excellent formation master, he naturally understood the power of the ninth level formation.
At this point, the formation master has no longer adhered to the formation pattern when performing it. With his powerful formation skills, he can condense formation patterns with every movement of his hands and feet.
It can also be seen from this that Lin Ye’s formation level is high.
"Haha, Ye Wuliang, are you convinced?"
Lin Ye looked at Ye Wuliang who was trapped by his own formation and couldn't help but laugh and said with a wild expression.
He spent a lot of effort to learn this ninth level formation.
It is also one of his most powerful methods. Now that he is displaying it like this, he is undoubtedly full of pride and confidence.
No matter how strong Ye Wuliang is, he can't resist it.
"Stop talking nonsense and let me see what you can do with this sword formation."
Ye Wuliang's eyes were cold, he held the purple-gold divine dragon gun across his chest and said indifferently.
He also has strong confidence in himself. Even with the ninth level formation, it is not that easy to defeat him.
As he spoke, wisps of spirit evaporated from his body, wrapping him like clusters of purple flames, highlighting his strong momentum.
"I don't know whether to live or die. In that case, I will let you understand the gap between you and me."
There was a hint of coldness at the corner of Lin Ye's mouth.
In his heart, he always believed that he was the most powerful genius in the realm of gods, and his attainments in formations could be looked down upon by anyone in the universe.
Although Ye Wuliang is almost as famous as himself, he still has a look down on him.
Now he wants to defeat Ye Wuliang in front of everyone and establish his reputation.
"Thousands of lightsabers!"
At that moment, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he took out a sword seal in his hand and pointed it at Ye Wuliang.
Buzz buzz...the sound of thousands of swords trembling instantly sounded from heaven to earth.
All he could see was a blazing white lightsaber above the huge light shield, vibrating crazily like a sea of swords being activated.
With the stimulation of Lin Ye, it turned into brilliant white lights and bombarded towards Ye Wuliang.
Along the way, black cracks were cut out in the space.
Seeing this, many people couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads. The power of this ninth-level sword formation was really amazing. Just looking at it made them feel a huge sense of oppression.
Everyone was looking at Ye Wuliang at the moment, thinking that no matter how strong he was, it would not be easy to stop him.
"Break it for me!"
However, Ye Wuliang looked at the sword lights that were attacking him indifferently, but two blazing divine lights bloomed in his pupils.
Boom! Boom! Boom! At that moment, he stepped on the void with the sole of his foot, and the space exploded over a large area.
Like a purple sword energy rushing toward the sky, the body drew a tail light thousands of feet long, facing the endless sword light, and attacked it.
When he reached a certain height, he rotated the dragon gun, emitting streams of purple gun gas one after another, like a fierce killing god on the battlefield.
Purple gun energy criss-crossed and danced in the air, faintly like a big purple dragon, roaring and crashing into everything.
Many sword lights rushed towards them, but they were all knocked down by the majestic gun energy, or exploded on the spot.
For a moment, it was like dumplings being dropped, and light kept pouring down.
Many people were shocked. Couldn't even the ninth level sword formation defeat Ye Wuliang?
Ye Wuliang's fighting prowess is truly formidable and makes people look up to him.
However, Sun Lingling stared closely at the field, but she couldn't help but frown lightly. The endless light and mist filled the area, almost covering Ye Wuliang's figure. Others could not see clearly, but she could vaguely see it.
, there were already several rays of sword light, which cut through Ye Wuliang's clothes, and bright red blood dripped down... The situation was still not ideal for the senior brother.
"Elder brother..." Around the mountain, there were many disciples of the Tianzhen Sect watching. They could not help gritting their teeth at this moment. Naturally, they could not just watch something happen to the eldest brother.
As time goes by, there is a real possibility that the senior brother will be killed by the dense sword energy.
Now they looked at the forest, with a hint of anger in their eyes, wanting to take action.
"Haha, what do you want to do?"
However, before they could make any move, a man in Tsing Yi, who was not far away from them and was a direct disciple of the Lin clan's ancient clan, noticed their expressions and waved his hand, leading many disciples of the Lin clan's ancient clan.
The disciple flew in front of them and smiled maliciously.
Brothers from the Linye Clan have a sure chance of winning, so naturally they cannot let these little minions interfere.
Seeing them, some geniuses from the Tianzhen Sect could not help but turn blue and white.
The young geniuses of the ancient Lin clan are also extraordinary in strength. Without their obstruction, it is impossible for them to support their senior brother.
In the end, they could only clenched some fists, looked at the battle circle, and made up their minds. If the senior brother really had any shortcomings, they would definitely not give up.
In the square, many powerful leaders were also staring at the scroll.
Seeing that Ye Wuliang was in danger, many people couldn't help but secretly smacked their lips and glanced at Lin Xiao on the podium. This heir apparent of the ancient Lin clan was really powerful. Even Ye Wuliang and him were really powerful.
The actual battles with guns are somewhat different.
