Chapter 576: One Sword Blesses the Snowfield

"You..."

The red luan was terribly fast, twisting its wings in the air, it turned into a streak of red light and almost hit the sword array.

The disciples of Xijianchi were all taken aback when they saw this. They couldn't understand why Fang Yuan rushed to the formation so violently. Therefore, they were even more sure that there was some shady reason why he went to see Xie Jianxiu. They saw that Hong Luan came very fast, and before he could think about it, he shouted loudly. Extreme, but before a blink of an eye, there was a sword intent rushing up into the night!

rumbling...

The terrifying sword aura swept across the surrounding area for more than ten miles, covering the vast void. The naked eye could see the dense and terrifying sword aura, like a flood or a ferocious beast, it rolled down from the midair fiercely, almost swallowing the red luan.

"Are you going to do it directly?"

Near Wuxue Mountain, not only the disciples of Xijianchi, but also countless snowfield monks watched the battle from afar.

As early as the news that Fang Yuan had left the deepest part of the snowfield leaked out, it had attracted the attention of countless snowfield monks.

After all, during these ten years, Fang Yuan sat alone in the sword hut and seemed to be forgotten by the whole world, but in fact, this Xueyuan never forgot him for a single day. How many people hated him to death in Chengtian Sword Dao, Zhongzhou Daotong, and aristocratic families. It was rumored that the price for his head secretly was so high that it was frighteningly high.

It's just that Fang Yuan was in the depths of the snowfield, in the cold sky, but no one could find him with such great courage after entering the ninth snow line. Besides, there had been white-robed disciples haunting the snowfield in Xijianchi for the past ten years. Because of their unclear attitude, they also deterred the snowfield cultivators to some extent.

And now, Fang Yuan finally came out, how could all the cultivators in Xueyuan be indifferent?

Because Fang Yuan came out too fast, the disciples of Xijianchi couldn't stop him near the sixth or fifth snow line, so they had to urgently gather everyone and set up a sword array near the third snow line to wait. The reaction of all Xueyuan monks was slower than Xijianchi. At this time, they could only hurry to the third snow line to see if there was any chance!

It's a pity that even if they rushed here, they were preempted by Xijianchi.

In the past ten years, Xijianchi was the most capable person to enter the depths of the snowfield to hunt down the leader of the Six Paths, but he never went there. Some people secretly speculated whether the leaders of the Six Paths and Xijianchi had resolved their conflicts. Unexpectedly, they are still facing each other now!

"If we die in the sword array of Xijianchi, wouldn't we be in vain?"

All the Xueyuan monks watched the scene in the sky anxiously, hating Xijianchi's domineering and powerful in their hearts.

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No matter how much the cultivators think about, it will only be for a moment.

On Wuxue Mountain, a group of Xijianchi disciples destroyed the formation, the sword intent was terrifying, covering the sky and covering the earth, as if it could crush everything.

And this is Feng Tian, ​​one of the ten sword formations in Xijianchi!

When the sword array moves, the sky is sealed and the earth is locked, and flies and insects cannot pass through it!

Although Xijianchibu is guarding here now, blocking Fang Yuan, the highest is only a white-robed disciple. After all, with Fang Yuan's identity, it is not worthwhile for Yuanying Sword Immortal to give up everything just for him, and wait for him for several years. But after all, there are nine white robes, eighty-one black robes, nine white robes turned into the core of the sword formation, and eighty-one black robes turned into the main body of the big formation.

After the big formation is set up, it is really powerful and powerful.

What they said before is obviously not false, once this sword formation is launched, Nascent Soul Sword Immortal can also stop it.

"It's time to try the sword..."

Facing the cloud of swords, Fang Yuan looked extremely calm, expressionless, lowered his head in thought, as if he was thinking about something, he was so close to the sword formation, he didn't even try to draw his sword, his whole body was clean, there was no trace of sword energy, even the disciples of the Sword Washing Pond were a little surprised, thinking that he was going straight to the sword formation, and came to seek death...

But just when he met the sword array and was even affected by the sword intent, he suddenly raised his head.

"call out!"

There are no supernatural powers, no sword-pointing tactics, and there is still no sword drawn.

He just raised his head like this, his eyes narrowed.

Then at this moment, his whole body seemed to become unreal, as if unreal, and disappeared in this world. There was only a sword light, which emerged from the center of his eyebrows, paused in the air, and emitted a dazzling light.

For a moment, the void was silent, as if the wind and snow, the heaven and the earth had all disappeared.

It seemed that in this instant, all the real things became fake, but that illusory sword light became real.

At this moment, it seems that everyone's spirits are stagnant, and everything in front of them is blurred.

The only thing that is clear is that sword!

This sword is extremely simple.

There is no change, no mystery, and it even seems slow.

But it was such a slow ray of sword light, but the moment it appeared in the void, it slashed in front of Jian Yun.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

Jian Guang touched Jian Yun, and made a voice that made people's teeth sore and cold.

The Heaven Sealing Sword Formation is like a cloud, covering the sky and covering the earth, blocking everything. Compared with it, this sword light is really out of proportion, but the moment the sword light touched the sword cloud, it squeezed that piece of sword cloud out of a groove, but it looked slow, but in fact it was just a snap of the fingers, the groove was broken, and the sword light passed through the sword cloud directly.

"call out……"

Ruqie Tofu went straight through the entire sword array without hindrance, and then flew into the void behind.

Swish!

The sword light disappeared into nothingness, while the cloud of swords froze in the void.

The sound of the large formation turning, the sound of surging sword energy, and even the roar of some disciples from Xijianchi in the sword formation.

All gone!

The world was silent!

The next moment, the group of sword arrays that was frozen in midair and motionless suddenly split into two halves from the middle, like a huge ship, breaking from the middle and tilting to the sides, and after tilting to a certain degree, it suddenly burst into knots, countless black shadows and white robes, broken swords and shattered lights, shot towards all directions with indescribable whistling sound.

That kind of scene, just like a cloud of thick fog dispersed, leaving only an empty void.

The souls of everyone around the third snow line seemed to have been chopped off in half.

At this moment, Fang Principle remained expressionless, turned his head, glanced into a seemingly empty void, and then drove the red luan under his seat, flew straight forward, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

He walked cleanly, leaving only a mess.

"what happened?"

"What sword did he use just now?"

"Is this witchcraft?"

It wasn't until Fang Yuan had passed that the group of Xueyuan cultivators came to their senses, as if they had just woken up from a nightmare, their souls had just returned to their physical bodies, and only then did they realize that the Heaven-Sealing Sword Formation in Xijian Pond had been broken. They were all startled and terrified, and couldn't remember how the sword formation was broken by Fang Yuan just now.

"That person... the leader of the Six Paths, did he break our sword array?"

"How is it possible... that sword, what kind of sword is that?"

What was even more horrifying was the disciples of Xijianchi. Their formation was broken and they fell in all directions. They found that they were not injured, but for some reason, each of them felt that their hands and feet were weak, and the sword intent in their hearts could not be condensed for a while.

This feeling is even more frightening than the feeling of the Fengtian Sword Formation being broken.

What kind of sword is that, it can actually disperse our sword intent?

"..."

"..."

And when there was chaos and confusion below, just above Wu Xue, in the void not far away, in the direction Fang Yuan had glanced at before leaving, stood two indifferent old cultivators, one of whom was wearing a blue robe, with a purple crown on his head, holding a bronze cloud-patterned long sword in his hand, looking at the direction Fang Yuan was leaving, without making a sound, his eyes seemed a little downcast.

"Old friend Gu, you asked me to come just to see this child?"

And next to the old man with the purple crown, there was an old man wearing hexagram clothes. He looked very old. To describe him as old-fashioned, he seemed too young. His beard and hair were white and shiny, but when he spoke, he could see a mouthful of complete and white teeth. He squinted his eyes and looked in the direction Fang Yuan left. He laughed and his voice was peaceful and clear.

"I was worried that I couldn't see it clearly, so I let you take a look!"

The old man wearing the purple crown said lightly, "But after seeing this sword, I feel that it is superfluous for you to come!"

"Hehe, do you regret it?"

The white-haired old man said with a smile: "Probably I didn't expect that after that sword idiot, only three hundred years later, there will be another person who walks on that way of swords, right? You cultivate the sword heart, others cultivate the heart sword, you use all things as swords, and others sword cut all things, hehe, this is a natural enemy. Although it is a bit taken for granted, he has his own way. The future is not difficult to guess. I am afraid that the detached position will be difficult to protect..."

While talking, he seemed a little happy, and said with a narrow smile: "If you hadn't called the old man over, in order to keep your position in the Sword Washing Pond, you could have killed this kid with a single sword, cutting the weeds and rooting them out, but I saw it too, so it's inconvenient!"

"Don't mess with your mouth, you old bastard!"

The purple-crowned old man was ridiculed, and he didn't get angry. He just said indifferently: "Their way of swordsmanship is actually a dead end. Going against the world, they will eventually reach a dead end. If in a safe world, they can call it an evil sword and an absolute sword based on their ideas. But now that the catastrophe is approaching, Xijianchi is not so stingy, and will not destroy a fairy seedling just because of a dispute of ideas!"

The white-haired old man looked at him with a smile, but didn't speak.

After a while, the old man with the purple crown said calmly: "Even if you want to kill him for the sword fight, you have to go through the catastrophe!"

The white-haired old man laughed and said: "This is the truth, let's go, we should also go to the South China Sea!"