Although, Marshal of the Blood Prison worked step by step, acted steadily, and arranged his actions very carefully.
But it's a pity that Ji Tianxing is the master of this formation with a radius of 20,000 miles!
He monitors all movements within the formation at all times.
Naturally, the actions of Marshal Blood Prison and those dozen god kings cannot escape his fiery eyes.
Before the Blood Prison Marshal and a dozen god kings could observe the structure of the formation, he manipulated the formation to release terrifying divine power and divine light and shadow that destroyed the heaven and earth.
“Bang bang bang!”
"Boom!"
A dull loud noise erupted, and dazzling divine light burst out all over the sky. More than a dozen of the God King's bombed people fell over on their backs, and blood spurted out from their seven orifices.
The Blood Prison Marshal was also knocked backwards by the shock, and his appearance became even more miserable.
Such a result made Marshal Blood Prison even more certain that the strong man hiding in the dark and casting spells was definitely the peak god king.
And more than a dozen god kings also reacted, and after seeing the clues, they looked shocked and worried.
"Damn it! This is definitely not an automatic counterattack by the formation!"
"The formation is a dead thing, how can it look like it has eyes?"
"There must be a strong person controlling the formation and keeping an eye on our movements!"
"I can confirm that it is not Song Hetao, nor the chiefs of those four clans..."
"Besides the five of them, who else can control the formation?"
"In other words, there is still a strong man who is secretly controlling the formation and has never shown his face?"
"Who could that be?"
Everyone guessed this possibility, and the same thoughts flashed through their minds involuntarily.
"Is it the Sword God??"
Everyone shuddered when they thought that this formation was arranged by the Sword God, and that the Sword God was probably in the formation, hiding in the dark, with a sneer on his face and murderous intent in his eyes.
After being so frightened, everyone's morale dropped further, and they were already frightened and worried.
Next, the situation on the field returned to what it was before.
The soldiers under Marshal Blood Prison were retreating steadily, and the number of casualties continued to increase.
Marshal Blood Prison and many god kings and generals tried every means to attack the formation, but they were still unable to break through it or break through.
The powerful men of the five clans were pressing forward step by step, and more than 4,000 Songhe disciples and prisoners were slowly shrinking the encirclement.
As time went by, there were fewer and fewer soldiers under Marshal Blood Prison, and even the powerful men and generals in the God King realm were killed one by one by Ji Tianxing.
After another half an hour, the battle came to an end.
Of the thousands of soldiers killed, only about 800 were left, and morale had completely collapsed.
The more than 800 soldiers were all covered in blood, dressed in rags, and in extremely miserable and miserable condition.
They are still struggling to hold on with their survival instinct and their last strength and will.
If Marshal Blood Prison and the generals were not still present, they would have surrendered long ago.
Of course, it would be useless even if they surrendered.
The two sides have been fighting until now, and they have become red-eyed and unable to stop at all.
More than 4,000 Songhe disciples and prisoners surrounded them and attacked them fiercely, killing them all within a short time, leaving no one alive.
At this time, the Blood Prison Marshal and the dozen or so surviving god-kings and god-generals were completely in despair after hundreds of attacks and attempts.
No matter what method they use, even if they attack with all their strength, they can't break through the formation with a radius of 20,000 miles.
This formation is made up of three layers of formations. They can't even break through the first layer of the formation, let alone the next two layers.
They finally realized what it means to be a turtle in a urn.
Seeing that all the soldiers under his command were killed, only himself and the fourteen god kings, god generals, and Blood Prison Marshal were left suddenly silent.
The battle also came to an abrupt end.
More than 4,400 Songhe disciples and prisoners were temporarily relieved, but they still did not relax their vigilance and surrounded Marshal Blood Prison and others with swords.
Chief Songhe stepped out from the crowd, looked at Marshal Blood Prison and others with a smile on his face, and said in a playful tone: "Marshal Blood Prison, you lost!"
That's right, Marshal of the Blood Prison has been completely defeated.
In this battle, failure means death, and there is no room for change.
Marshal Blood Prison was surprisingly calm and did not get angry or roar.
His eyes were blood red, and he stared at Chief Songhe with a cold gaze, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Songhetao, it is impossible for you, a loser like you, to do this.
It is impossible for the rubbish of your five clans to set up even this grand formation!
Tell me, who is your backer behind the scenes?
Is he a sword god?
Had he arrived at Samsara Island a long time ago?
Were the four reincarnation generals and the eight thousand army also tricked and killed by him?
explain!!"
The Blood Prison Marshal's tone was full of malice, and his whole body was filled with crazy killing intent. Even the generals beside him felt trembling.
Chief Songhe was not afraid, and still had a smile on his lips.
But he remained silent and did not answer hastily, as if he was listening to something.
After a while, he smiled and said to the Blood Prison Marshal: "Haha... As expected of the Marshal, he finally discovered the clue and guessed the answer.
It's a pity that you knew it too late.
Of course, that adult is merciful and compassionate and decided to let you die."
After speaking, Chief Songhe returned to the crowd.
He and the patriarchs and elders of the other four clans all bowed and saluted, as if they were respectfully inviting the powerful to appear.
The Blood Prison Marshal, the fourteen divine generals, and the divine kings all opened their eyes wide, held their breath, and stared at the night sky.
Although, they guessed that the mastermind behind this battle was the Sword God.
But when the head of the Songhe clan openly admitted that the Sword God was about to appear, everyone could not help but feel their hearts racing and became very nervous.
finally.
In the dark night sky, a white light suddenly flashed, and a white-robed figure appeared.
He stood in the air, standing in front of the five clan leaders, facing the Blood Prison Marshal and the fourteen divine generals and divine kings alone.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him.
What a handsome and powerful young man in white robe!
Although he was just standing in the night sky with an indifferent expression, his whole body exuded the domineering aura of dominion over the world, and even had an invisible aura of suppressing heaven and earth.
Not only the members of the five clans, but also the Marshal of the Blood Prison and the fourteen divine generals and divine kings were intimidated by his aura, and felt a deep sense of awe in their hearts.
At this moment, Marshal Blood Prison suddenly felt the same pressure as when facing the Netherworld God Emperor.
He vaguely felt that the sword god's level of strength was not far from that of the Nether God Emperor!
This is extremely important and terrible news!
"Sword God!"
"He is indeed the Sword God!"
"Hahaha... The Sword God has really come to Samsara Island!"
"No wonder I haven't shown my true face before. It turns out that I wanted to catch all the Marshals of the Blood Prison!"
"I'm so excited! I didn't expect that we would be able to see the Sword God with our own eyes in our lifetime!"
At this moment, more than 2,000 Songhe clan disciples came to their senses and cheered in surprise and excitement!