Chapter 1417 Breaking the Yin-Yang Sword Formation

The two golden elixir monks with protective talismans could not escape from the Yin Yang sword light, let alone those who did not have talismans and could not hide under the innate true water. Under the two sword lights, , the two golden elixir monks had long been split in half, and their corpses fell into the air!

Fortunately, there are not many Yin-Yang sword lights that Linglong Lantern can dispatch. The remaining Jindan and Foundation-building disciples who were not attacked by the Yin-Yang sword lights fled in fear!

"Woo~" Just as everyone was hiding, the Yin and Yang swords in the hands of Xiang Ming, De Xun and Xiong Huasong let out a whining sound and gradually collapsed!

"I'll wait together!" Seeing this, Dexun ignored the three sword cultivators who had gradually revealed their figures in mid-air as the light of the exquisite lamp converged. Two sword pillars!

It was as if the three big hands had really grasped the two long flying swords. The blue-red sword pillar, which was only as thick as the mouth of a bowl, swayed left and right in the three big hands, and actually seemed to collapse!

The light of the exquisite lamp was cold and silent, and Meng Changshou showed his figure. His face was pale and his body was shaking slightly, which was beyond his control! To his left and right, Xiujie and Yang Jiuding, one had a bright red glow on his face, and the other had a dark cyan glow on his face, both of which looked abnormal.

"The situation seems to be bad!" Li Ying did not take action, flying close to Meng Changshou's guardian, and whispered at this time, "I'm afraid my Yin Yang Sword Formation won't be able to..."

Just as Li Ying finished speaking, there was another faint loud noise in the distance. Just as the four of them raised their heads, they saw that the blue-red sword light soaring into the sky in the distance had disappeared and a gap appeared. It should be Heng Ming and others. The man defeated the enemy on the edge of the Yin-Yang Sword Formation and won!

"That's it!" Yang Jiuding sighed, "The Dao Sect monk's spiritual talisman is too powerful, comparable to the attack of the Nascent Soul monk. We had already expected it before setting up the formation!"

"Three sword friends have contributed a lot to our sword domain!" Li Ying nodded, "This formation has killed tens of thousands of monks, we are proud of it!"

"Let's go!" Meng Changshou looked at the sword pillars that had been shaken by Dexun and others, and said, "The Yin-Yang sword weapon has been controlled by the hands of Nascent Soul, but the formation of the Yin-Yang sword array will be broken soon!"

"How can it be that easy!!!" Xiujie sneered, opened his mouth, and rushed out with his little sword!

"Swordsman Xiujie!" Yang Jiuding was horrified, "If this sword is lost, your cultivation will probably fall to the first level of the Fantasy Sword!"

"So what if I'm a first-grade phantom sword?" Xiujie said coldly, "Even if I fall into the realm of bright sword, this sword is still willing to do it!"

"Okay!" Yang Jiuding touched his palm, opened his mouth, and a small red sword flew out, and rushed into the blue-red sword pillar one after another with Xiujie's small green sword! The difference from before is that

Xiujie's small azure sword fell into the red sword pillar, while Yang Jiuding's small red sword fell into the azure sword pillar!

"Rumble~" The two small swords immediately made a bursting sound as soon as they entered the sword pillars. Xiujie and Yang Jiuding's bodies softened and they almost collapsed in mid-air.

Meng Changshou and Li Ying did not dare to neglect, stretched out their hands to support them, and then ignored the monks and rushed high into the sky!

Let's also say that the sword pillar burst from the place where the two small swords were immersed, and began to collapse, one section after another. Even the hands of the Nascent Soul of De Xun and others could not stop it or imprison it! As the sword pillar fell, the green and red sword light around the Yin Yang Sword Formation also began to collapse, lowering with the sword pillar!

"Oops, flash!" Seeing this, Xiang Ming immediately shouted, his Nascent Soul hand stretched out, covering an area of ​​about ten feet, and De Xun, Xiong Huasong and others also understood that several Nascent Soul hands They all flew out, covering a space of about tens of feet, protecting Fairy Hongxia and others. Even the fleeing Golden Pill and Foundation Establishment monks also hurriedly flew back!

But in the blink of an eye, the sword pillar completely collapsed and fell into Zhulong Slope!

Immediately afterwards, the entire Zhulongpo shook violently, vibrating even more than when the sword light appeared before! Seeing thousands of messy cyan-red sword lights flying out from the ground, the cyan-red flying swords that had just disappeared around the Yin-Yang Sword Formation flew out like a lapping tide towards the entire Yin-Yang Sword Formation. I took pictures from a range of more than ten miles...

"Ah...ah..." The screams were endless, almost like a cleansing. The monks below the middle stage of Foundation Establishment could not resist the last wave of Yin-Yang Sword Light alone, and thousands more monks died!

When the screams subsided, the frightening blue-red sword light more than ten miles away was completely gone!

"Is this... the Yin-Yang Sword Formation probably broken by our joint efforts?" Xiang Ming, Dexun and others took back the Nascent Soul's hand. Under their protection, the dozens of people accompanying them were not damaged.

"Even if it is broken! We will still suffer heavy losses!" Xiong Huasong's face was gloomy. He knew in his heart that there were very few low-level monks who could survive in this Yin-Yang Sword Formation! The sword cultivator set up this Yin Yang Sword Formation with the intention of killing all the cultivators!

"Hurry up and meet fellow Daoist Hengming and others!" Xiang Ming ordered a few disciples to collect the bodies of Ji Hong and others. With a wave of his hand, he led everyone to fly to the edge of the Yin-Yang Sword Formation.

Although it was only a few miles, the tragic scenes along the way were really unbearable to watch. Not only was the blood inside the mouth and nose, but also the blood stains everywhere, and the stumps and broken arms everywhere, it made people feel that this was not the world. !

In the past few years of Taoist cultivator battles, no major battle formation has been as brutal as this one!

"Alas~" Fairy Hongxia's body was injured by the Yin-Yang sword light, and her own body was also injured. She flew a little slower, almost falling behind. Seeing this scene, she sighed involuntarily, "I'm waiting for the Taoist monks There were too many casualties, but that hateful sword cultivator didn’t even see a corpse!”

Mingyue and Li Zongbao flew to the left and right to protect them.

Mingyue was a little puzzled by Li Zongbao's attentiveness. She had never seen the connection between Li Zongbao and Fairy Hongxia before. But thinking about Li Zongbao's reputation in the Three Kingdoms of Cultivation and the beauty of Fairy Hongxia, she naturally understood a little and smiled at the corner of her mouth. I replied: "The sword cultivators are all hiding behind the sword formation. Even if they are attacked and killed by us, their corpses will never be exposed in the sword formation! Besides, the sword formation must not only rely on strength, but also It depends on luck. If not for Senior Nephew Hongxia’s innate talent, Lao Shen, Senior Nephew Zong Bao and others would have perished too!”

Fairy Hongxia looked gloomy and whispered: "Of course I know what Uncle Mingyue said. Although I hate this war, I can't help but feel hatred towards the sword cultivator when I see the mourners everywhere! I wish I could wipe them all out with one blow! I also wish I could kill them all with one blow!" Seeing the corpses repaired by swords all over the place...only then did the resentment in the disciple's heart disappear!"

Li Zongbao still looked indifferent, looked directly at them, and did not participate in the conversation between the two. Mingyue glanced at Li Zongbao and whispered: "Zongbao's nephew, you have a great reputation in this battle and have killed countless swordsmen. But do you have such an idea?"

"Uncle, good teacher, you know!" Li Zongbao replied calmly, "Under the great road, we are all ants, and in the war, we are all innocent souls! If I don't kill the sword cultivator, the sword cultivator will kill me, no one else!" "

"Thank you, Senior Brother Li!" Fairy Hongxia understood what Li Zongbao said and whispered.

Mingyue thought this was a good opportunity and wanted Li Zongbao to talk to Fairy Hongxia. Unexpectedly, Fairy Hongxia said "Thank you" and said nothing more. Li Zongbao's expression was even colder, which made her feel embarrassed.

Just not allowing her to think too much about Wuming, Ming Yue frowned slightly and said: "The sword array is full of the remains of our Dao Sect monks. Why are there no surviving disciples to bury them? Now that the sword array has been destroyed, even if there are hundreds of thousands of them, Sword cultivators don’t dare to directly face my hundreds of thousands of cultivators, right?”

"Uncle Mingyue!" Li Zongbao glanced at the beauty on Mingyue's face and explained, "According to what my disciple master thinks, this formation must not only have one layer. At this time, I am afraid that the corpses collected at this time will be left behind by the sword cultivator's formation." It’s better to be generous than to do it all at once!”

"What? There is also a sword formation?" Mingyue was obviously not as far ahead as Hengming and others thought, and she lost her voice.

Li Zongbao smiled bitterly in his heart, but there was no change in the expression on his face. He replied: "Everything is just conjecture. At this time... it is time to reveal the answer to the mystery!"

Mingyue looked forward with some doubts. They came back from Zhulongpo. Although their flying speed was not slow, they were still not as fast as those disciples who had been pushing towards the west of the sword formation. After the Yin-Yang Sword Formation was broken, they were like a tide. They rushed towards the outside of the Yin-Yang Sword Formation and had long since disappeared!

"The Yin-Yang Sword Formation is already so powerful! Sword cultivators...what else can they do?" Fairy Hongxia also showed a trace of fear on her face.

If it were anyone else, even Mingyue, Li Zongbao might not be able to answer this! But Fairy Hongxia is Cai Zhuoxia's sister and Xiao Hua's lover. Li Zongbao had to answer, "Uncle Xiong Huasong of Xuantian Sect can lay out a great formation that will destroy all directions, and the magic inside it far exceeds that of a certain family." What I thought! Surely Lu Ruochang, who is a swordsman, will lose to Master Xiong?"

For a moment, everyone was silent. Lu Ruochang led tens of thousands of swordsmen to destroy the Golden Destruction Formation, which had long ago changed everyone's impression of sword cultivators as barbarians. The Yin-Yang Sword Formation just now would never let anyone go again. People underestimate sword cultivators.

At this moment, the vibrating sound of "Rumble~" started again, still coming from all directions and advancing in the direction of Zhulong Slope!

"Sure enough~" No one said anything, but these words rang in their hearts at the same time, and everyone's faces changed color!

"Hurry up!" Mingyue put her hand on Fairy Hongxia's arm and said, "Don't use your magic power, I will take you for a ride!"

"Thank you, Master!" Fairy Hongxia thanked her, and the three of them sped up and flew towards the west.

"Run away..." The three of them flew for a moment, and in front of them they met a group of monks who were escaping hastily. Everyone was panicking. They had already lost their formation when they fled, and a few monks were even shouting. (To be continued.)