Chapter 1392

Xue Chong really didn't expect that the monks of the Taoist sect actually had such a powerful magic circle. This was something he had never encountered in the past ten years of participating in the Daoist war, and he had never even thought about it. This big formation has already defeated the weak image of Daoist monks in his heart! Just when he was thinking about whether to use other secret methods besides Huajian, he couldn't tell where the thing was when he heard it in the middle of the sky. The real roaring sound was also irradiated by the snow-white brilliance. Come in, plunge deep into the hurricane!

"Qimen..." Seeing this brilliance, Xue Chong felt ecstatic in his heart. He wanted to activate the secret technique, but he had nowhere to escape. Didn't the sudden appearance of the Qimen give him life? Isn't it a gift from God?

Almost without thinking, the sword light all over Xue Chong's body flickered violently, and the sword light that was like thin wings suddenly became thicker, like a sticky milk, and the milky sticky began to shake slightly, an indescribable sword energy Charged out from the giant sword, forcing the saw-like wind away, forming a one-foot-sized space!

"Om~" The same strong sound of the sword sounded from the giant sword, and the brilliance of the giant sword became more and more brilliant with the sound of the sword sound, almost invisible to the eyes!

With a loud bang, the brilliance of the entire giant sword scattered...

"Oh, no, why does this guy suddenly want to blow himself up?" Xu Zheqi of Chen Fangu raised his brows, quite puzzled, after all, the hurricanes in the Wind Destroyer Formation are as strong as one, and they have not yet reached the point where they can really threaten Huanjian II. The point of quality!

"No..." Changbai Zong Li Jijie saw the flag door open a long time ago, and sneered, "I'm afraid this guy is going to run away!"

"Hmph, in the hands of Li, do you still want to survive?" Li Jijie then snorted coldly, pinched the strange formula in his hand, and tapped his hand, it was a part of the flag, and a streak of soil appeared on the flag The yellow brilliance disappeared instantly, and Li Jijie's face suddenly turned pale, as if he had consumed a lot of mana just now!

"嗖~" There was an extremely slight sound, and a flying sword the size of a person rushed out of the bursting giant sword. Just as Li Jijie said, the brilliance of the flying sword was extremely restrained, and the sword energy was extremely sharp. With the momentum generated by the bursting of the giant sword, it rushed towards the reopened flag gate like a meteor!

"Senior Brother Xue..." several phantom sword fighters around Xue Chong shouted, and Xue Chong's secret technique had long since exploded the sword light of his body, even if a few of them used the secret technique to transform Even the swordsman with the sword couldn't stop the bursting force, and the sword was shining, and he could no longer maintain the shape of the sword, and recovered his physical body.

"Woo~" The hurricane blew in mercilessly like howling ghosts and wolves, passing through their sword lights, and rushing into their bodies! Between the flesh and blood, the fresh life was also blown away by the hurricane!

The phantom swordsmen are like this, let alone those swordsmen with bright swords. They struggled hard in the hurricane, but unexpectedly, Xue Chong's explosion scattered the sword light, and hundreds of swordsmen fell in an instant!

The swordsmen of the Mingyang Sword Sect ended up like this, but the instigator rushed through the irresistible hurricane between the white horses and rushed to the Qimen passage!

However, after all, Xue Chong is only a swordsman of the second rank of the Illusory Sword. Although he used the secret technique to speed up his flight, he couldn't keep the sword. His physical body has gradually appeared!

"Woo~" Just when Xue Chong was a little impatient, he wanted to take advantage of the fact that the secret technique was still effective and his body had not been fully revealed, and he wanted to enter the Qimen one step earlier. A red-yellow wind! The yin wind was like a sword, spinning slightly in mid-air, and swooped towards Xue Chong. The spiral wind blade could almost split the air!

Seeing this, Xue Chong's expression didn't change much. He already knew that the host of the Wind Mie Formation must have some secret techniques that he didn't know, which could prevent him from escaping! then,

Before he could reveal the sword tip of his head, another streak of red sword light rushed out, and then a powerful sword energy was born in the sword light, and a round of crimson sword intent like the rising sun spun rapidly to meet the fierce sword. The incoming wind blade!

Unexpectedly, the sword intent that Xue Chong had brewed for a long time froze as soon as it touched the wind blade, as if it had been frozen, and a crisp "click" could be heard with the flick of his fingers. It's nothing, but in Xue Chong's ears, it's as if the entire magic circle is about to split, and the sword intent like the rising sun turns into fragments of light, and the flickering sword light still shakes freely from the fragments!

"This..." Seeing that the hurricane continued unabated after the sword intent was broken, Xue Chong was finally surprised, but the wind blade was still faster than his flying speed. At this moment, although Xue Chong's The head was already close to the edge of the flag gate, and the wind blade rushed to Xue Chong's waist!

"Go~" Xue Chong opened his mouth slightly, and a small scarlet sword flew out of his exposed head, which was exactly Xue Chong's natal sword...

The little sword rushed into the air, and a powerful sword energy stabbed straight at the wind blade. The unspeakable confinement force also covered the wind blade at the same time. Just at the moment when the wind blade was struggling a little, the little sword "poofed" It pierced into it with a single sound, smashing this extremely sharp wind blade to pieces. Seeing this deadly wind blade disappear in the air, Xue Chong's face, which had been submerged in the snow-white brilliance... showed a slight smile, he He knew that even though he had abandoned Ming Jianzong's disciple, he escaped with his life after all, and even Daozong's dark hand couldn't stop him from flying out of the flag gate!

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a powerful aura emerge from under him, almost rushing to his waist and abdomen when he was caught off guard!

"What is this?" Xue Chong hurriedly swept his spiritual sense, but saw a sword light the size of a fist rushing out of the hurricane, and hit his abdomen in a flash. It was so vast that Xue Chong's sword light trembled from a distance, and he couldn't resist the surging sword energy at all.

With a sound of "Boom~", the sword energy rushed into Xue Chong's body, punching a bowl-sized hole in Xue Chong's abdomen! In addition to the dark red blood in the hole, there are traces of sword light!

"Ah~" Xue Chong screamed loudly, with an extremely ferocious expression!

But the sword light was not willing to give up, just when it rushed into Xue Chong's body, there was another "Peng" explosion, which blew Xue Chong's body in half! At this time, the sword light turned into as many as a hundred paths, hovered in mid-air, fell into the hurricane and disappeared!

Poor Xue Chong, who only wanted to avoid the secret technique of the Wind Mie Formation, but forgot that the one who stopped him was Li Jijie from the Changbai Sect. The combined attack of the hundred and ten late-stage Changbai Sect monks... was enough to kill a panicked The second-rank swordsman of the phantom sword who fled!

In the Wind Extinguishing Formation, the snow-white brilliance of the flag gate is still there, and the roaring and raging wind is still there, but the lives of the swordsmen of the Wanming Yang Sword School are gone. After hundreds of thousands of sword cultivator disciples rushed into the formation of destruction in all directions, it must have been the heaviest loss! ! !

Right in the center of the ten-direction annihilation formation, Lu Ruochang, Mu Ting and other swordsmen of the third rank of the Illusory Sword stood in mid-air with expressions of shock, panic and even rejoicing on their faces. The disciples of the school are all stepping on flying swords, and their faces have complex expressions of the rest of their lives, waiting for the master's arrangement!

However, the eyes of Lu Ruochang and the others stopped at the flag gate of the Fengmie Formation, as if they were waiting for the disciples of the Mingyang Sword Sect. It's a pity that the tragedy in the Wind Mie Formation has already doomed the disciples of the Mingyang Sword Sect to no longer have half of their disciples escape from the Qimen. No matter how much they wait, it will be in vain!

"Cough cough ~ Lv Jianyou" Mu Ting coughed twice, and said in a low voice, "Xue Jianyou... I'm afraid it's more ominous! A disciple of the Mingyang Sword Sect..."

Speaking of this, Mu Ting also felt a sense of desolation in her heart. She judged others by herself, and she knew in her heart how dangerous the magic circle was. A swordsman of the highest rank cannot escape from the formation of wind annihilation, even a swordsman of the third rank of the phantom sword like her can never escape from the formation of earth annihilation!

Of course, she was extremely embarrassed when she escaped, but... She escaped after all!

"That's right ~ Lu Jianyou, Xue Chong is a swordsman of the second rank of the Illusory Sword after all! The sword power of Liu Jianmen is also the second rank of the Illusory Sword. He blew himself up to protect his disciples from the Earth Destroyer Formation. Xue Chong and Disciples of the Mingyang Sword Sect...should have no chance to come out again!" Cang Yuan had recovered his human form at this time, still tall and tall, but the voice sounded a bit hoarse, full of exhaustion, obviously dying The array is also very expensive!

"Wait for another stick of incense..." Lu Ruochang whispered, "Maybe they still have a chance to survive!"

After hearing these words, all the swordsmen stopped talking, although they were very afraid of the ten ** formation and did not dare to lead their disciples to Qimen to find the whereabouts of Xue Chong and the disciples of Mingyang Sword Sect, but if they It's nothing to wait for a while!

"At this moment... I'll wait and think a lot!" Lu Ruochang swept his eyes and said in a low voice, "Think about what happened in the magic circle just now, and see... how to break the big circle! "

Cang Yuan shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "The previous strategy of dividing and breaking, I'm afraid it won't work! I can only try to attack one place..."

"But..." Ruo Ling interjected again, "Lu Jianyou was right before. This large formation spread all over the world must be broken at the same time. If I hit and attack for a while, it will definitely cause all Daoist monks to attack." With the combined force, when the time comes, hundreds of thousands of monks can catch the attack formed by this magic circle... far from being able to catch hundreds of thousands of sword cultivators like me!"

To be continued.