The remaining four Nascent Soul stage monks were all stunned. From the time Huang Xiaoyun appeared to the death of the two companions, only ten breaths passed. The explosive power displayed by the other party made them feel suffocated.
"How did this person hide himself? Our spiritual consciousness didn't feel anything strange at all."
"The limbs are like top-notch swords. Is this also a Nascent Soul-level physical training?"
"The guys below have abnormal defense. This new physical cultivator's attack power is even more terrifying than the mid-stage Nascent Soul sword cultivator!"
"Hurry up and get together. This guy's escape speed is amazing. Only by working together can we defend him."
"When the two people below get out of trouble, we will be in danger!"
The four people reacted quickly and quickly gathered together. Ignoring Pan Yan and Du An, they all used shields, magic flags and other defensive magic weapons to wrap their bodies tightly.
Immediately afterwards, the four escaping lights joined together and flew away into the distance without hesitation.
Through previous fights, several people have discovered that Pan Yan is difficult to deal with, and his physical defense is simply abnormal. The newly emerged physical cultivator not only has unknown hidden magical powers, but his attack power is even more terrifying than that of the sword cultivator.
The Black Spirit Formation is inferior to the Forbidden Formation and cannot withstand the continuous attacks of the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. If these three people get together, they will not be opponents at all.
If you don’t run away now, wait until later!
Huang Xiaoyun put away Old Man Fu's storage bracelet and shook his body. An invisible force field surged outward, and the corrosive energy on his body was dispersed.
He looked at the fleeing enemy and sneered. Golden threads surged out of his body with terrifying sharp power, forming two rivers on his body surface and converging towards his arms.
These sharp forces did not converge into a cone-shaped sword energy at the front of the fists, but instead surged towards the center of the fists.
"Buzzing..."
Hundreds of crisp sword sounds came from his body, and strong treasure light rose into the sky. Huang Xiaoyun's body was like a hundred sword lights uniting together, shooting in the direction where the four people were fleeing.
Its flight speed was much faster than the joint flight of the four Nascent Soul Stage monks. The two parties went one after the other and quickly disappeared near Pingding Mountain.
Pan Yan and Du An on the mountain peak didn't seem to be worried at all. They adjusted their breath for a while and then began to attack the black spirit formation. A series of dull roars spread around.
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At the foot of Pingding Mountain, dozens of monks in the alchemy stage were also fighting in a melee.
The disciples of the four sects and three tribes were suspended in mid-air, forming a ring. They were condescending, controlling their respective magic weapons, and attacking the twelve people in the Body Refining Pavilion from a distance.
The Poison Cultivator in the late stage of pill formation from Poison Refining Pavilion and two disciples from Hualing Pavilion were located at the outermost edge of the team, together with two level six sea bear beasts, to intercept the enemy's magic weapon to the maximum extent.
In the center of the team, Li Qianfeng, Zhao Qiming and Li Kui had a pair of shields hanging on their arms. Their palms were covered with gray metal gloves, and they were entangled with seven or eight magic weapons.
The disciples of the four sects and three clans seemed to have a very good understanding of the magical power of body cultivation.
Not only did they add a soundproof shield to the magic shield to keep the distance, but they also specially assigned eight pill-forming demon cultivators who were proficient in controlling magical powers to focus on dealing with the three strong Li Qianfeng to prevent them from getting closer.
In the initial stage of bone treasure physical training, since all the bones of the body have not yet been refined into magic weapons, there is no absolute advantage in moving in mid-air. Only when standing on the ground can one achieve amazing speed.
The three of them have more than enough defense but not enough offense.
As for the center of the team in the Body Refining Pavilion, there were four disciples from the Tianjian Pavilion and Duan Yiyun. This woman was wearing a loose robe and had a petite and cute appearance. She did not look like a body cultivator at all, and she was not targeted as a body cultivator.
Duan Yiyun, like other disciples of Tianjian Pavilion, controlled a short sword and tried to break out of the opponent's magic weapon.
However, the four sects and three clans who had suffered losses in sword cultivation were well prepared. In the center of their team, there were three strong men in the late stage of forming pills. With their deep magic power, they suppressed the five swords.
The battle lasted for a while, and the people of the four sects and three tribes gradually relaxed. Although the enemy had great magical powers, they had a numerical advantage, and with their preparations, they steadily suppressed the opponent.
As long as they surround the enemy and wait for the elders at the Nascent Soul Stage to deal with their opponents, these people will be doomed.
But no one noticed that Dugu Yiming, who was back-to-back with Duan Yiyun, was controlling the sword, but he kept shooting out invisible sword lights, pouring into the body of this body cultivator.
After a while, on the top of the flat-topped mountain in the distance, a terrifying sharp force suddenly emerged. The unique coercion of the Nascent Soul Stage monks surged crazily in all directions.
The disciples of the four sects and three tribes were all stunned. Isn't the enemy trapped in a restriction? Why is there still a Nascent Soul-level sword cultivator?
At this moment, an extremely pure sword intent suddenly erupted from Dugu Yiming's body. The extremely sharp aura seemed to be far away from the sharp power in the sky.
Thick, pitch-black sword energy poured out from his Dantian and rushed toward Duan Yiyun's chest.
The female body cultivator closed her eyes tightly, her body trembling slightly, and the robe outside her body exploded, revealing a set of exquisite armor that fit closely to her body.
The power of thick blood and qi soared into the sky, and a layer of black sword light filled with the essence of the sword appeared on his body.
The other three sword cultivators were surrounding him at some point, with their own swords floating above their heads. As the sword skills were pinched, golden sword energy struck Duan Yiyun's limbs in succession.
"What are they doing? Killing each other?"
"Something's wrong, stop them quickly!"
At this time, the three outermost monks in the Danjie stage suddenly stopped attacking and fled into the distance, as if they had received an order to retreat.
"What's wrong with the Yinluo sect guy?"
"Why are they running away?"
Seeing this strange scene, the monks from the four sects and three clans hesitated for a moment, and then controlled the magic weapon to attack the area where the Tianjian Pavilion disciples were.
Li Qianfeng and others seemed to have been prepared. The shields in their hands were thrown fiercely, and at the same time they flew up to intercept these magic weapons with their physical strength.
The disciples of Hualing Pavilion and Poison Refining Pavilion were also full of mana, and they tried their best to protect the few people in Tianjian Pavilion.
With the influx of golden sword energy and black sword energy, Duan Yiyun's body simultaneously exuded the aura of sword magic and mana. Two sword lights, one black and one gold, intertwined on his body surface, gradually turning into dark gold.
The three golden long swords turned into three streams of light as the sword energy was breathed out, and stuck behind him, while a mini sword embryo shot out of Dugu Yiming's body and was embedded in Duan Yiyun's chest.
Dugu Yiming looked at Duan Yiyun, whose aura was becoming more and more terrifying, with extremely fanatical eyes, and the sword technique in his hand suddenly turned.
"boom!"
A pothole suddenly burst out on the ground, and Duan Yiyun was like a dark golden sword, rising into the sky with unparalleled power and shooting towards the center of the four sects and three clans.
The three sword treasures on his back and the sword embryo on his chest kept pouring out streams of sword energy during the flight, intertwining on his body surface. The magic weapons of the demon cultivators in the elixir formation stage lightly rubbed against them.
In one fell swoop, he flew out.
Duan Yiyun's instant burst of speed was almost as fast as the magic weapon of a Nascent Soul monk.
In the center of the demon cultivator, in addition to three late-stage alchemy practitioners, there were also several mid-stage alchemy practitioners. The defensive magic weapons they reluctantly used could not stop the humanoid sword, and they were knocked away by an explosive force.
The sword light on Duan Yiyun's body had swelled up at some point and turned into a dark golden ball.
"boom!!!"
An incomparably terrifying force of destruction exploded, and the six or seven demon cultivators at the Dan Formation stage inside were turned into nothingness by this annihilating energy before they had time to scream.
Astonishing air waves rolled up, and some demon cultivators who were close to them even felt the magic power in their bodies tremble a little. This pressure seemed to have reached the level of Nascent Soul monks.
At the same time, from the center of the explosion of destructive power, dozens of bright dark golden sword energy flew out instantly, shooting towards the remaining demon cultivators around.
In addition to the terrifying power of destruction, it also carries the sword intent that seems to tear everything apart.
Facing these bright sword energies, the remaining ten demon cultivators felt unmatched. Three of them had their body-protecting auras broken and were killed instantly.
The remaining people summoned defensive magic weapons in time and saved their lives, but they also suffered heavy losses!
The magic power in Dugu Yiming's body was almost exhausted. His face was pale, his thin body slumped on the ground, and the sword formula in his hand was loosened. He looked at the scene of the monks in the Danjie stage who were severely injured, showing great excitement.
This terrifying magical power is his unique combined sword attack technique combined with the three major sword techniques of Tianjian Pavilion.