Chapter 1218: Four Sword Sorrow Styles

He had read the Dao Canon countless times but still had no resonance, but there was indeed a trace of strange power with a strong sense of death in his meridians.

This power was very similar to Dao Yuan, but it was completely different from Dao Yuan. If Dao Yuan was compared to a fine porcelain, then this power could only be regarded as a rough rough that could not be rougher, and it was also untamed like a wild horse, and it was difficult to move it as casually as Dao Yuan.

However, this was enough. The appearance of this power proved that his guess was correct. The Dao Canon could indeed refine the power of Yin death. Moreover, with the support of the almost endless death energy in the body, this rough power that was difficult to refine and could not be tempered was at least not a concern in terms of quantity. Compared with the previous powerlessness, the appearance of this power was like nectar to solve his urgent needs.

With the mind urging, this power flowed into his left hand along the meridians, and a transparent flower with a grayish-white light appeared in his palm. Unlike the previous dead flower, the one in front of him was more crystal clear and gave people a more dead feeling. It was so beautiful that people couldn't help but want to get close to it, but in their hearts, they always felt disgusted and wanted to stay away from it as soon as possible. It was a tangled contradiction.

Li Chuyi didn't have time to care about these things. Seeing the lightning net falling from the sky, he held the dead flower in his left hand and pressed it hard on the Yazi sword. While the flower was withered, he swiped it hard along the sword body. The Yazi sword suddenly burst out with amazing pressure, and the milky white sword light completely disappeared, replaced by a dark red light with a breath of death.

A trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes. For some reason, the dark red sword light on the Yazi sword made Wang Youan instinctively feel something was wrong, but he immediately suppressed this uneasiness and used all his strength to control the lightning net to accelerate the descent.

"Whether you are a human or a ghost, you will never escape my grasp today!"

The golden hammer fell, and the lightning net instantly turned the earth into a sea of ​​lightning. In the dazzling lightning light, only a large amount of smoke and dust could be seen rising. Li Chuyi had disappeared, and even the Yin death aura he released was shattered by the Yang and almost dissipated.

"It's done!"

Wang Youan breathed a sigh of relief, and a hint of excitement appeared at the corner of his mouth. Only then did he completely put his mind at ease.

As a cultivator who rarely practices the way of thunder, once he exerts his full strength, once the Taoism is launched, the evil-breaking Lei Gang will be feared by even the great powers in the early stage of ascension, not to mention Li Chuyi, a freak with a dead aura all over his body who is specifically defeated by Lei Gang?

But in his heart, he still has some regrets. He had always wanted to capture Li Chuyi alive, but he couldn't control the power of this thunder magic. Now he couldn't feel Li Chuyi's breath in the sea of ​​thunder. It was estimated that he was almost dead. Wang Youan sighed secretly, thinking that it was difficult to have the best of both worlds. He simply stopped thinking about it and switched the Dao formula to put away the thunder.

But at this time, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw a little red suddenly appearing in the dazzling blue and white lightning, and it spread outward at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, it occupied a large area of ​​the sea of ​​thunder, and Li Chuyi's breath slowly emerged from the center.

"What the hell?"

Shocked, Wang Youan's face was as dark as water, and he urged the Dao formula to regain the lost ground, but the result was that he could only maintain the status quo and stop spreading, and could not compress the area of ​​​​the red light by half.

"Quick, attack there together, use the most powerful spells, and don't hold back!"

Feeling bad, Wang Youan hurriedly called other disciples for help.

How could the disciples not obey? They pressed forward with overwhelming force again, but just as they approached, they were completely dispersed by a bloody red sword light that soared into the sky. The sword light that rushed into the depths of the nine heavens stood in front of them like a pillar supporting the sky, exuding a chilling blood and death.

"The Ten Thousand Swords Art - Sword Forest!"

The cold voice resounded from the source of the sword light, and before the sound faded, the earth began to roar.

The blue-white sea of ​​thunder was surging, and one dark red sword light after another came out from below. In the blink of an eye, it covered hundreds of miles in radius, and it did not stop until it broke through the range of the sea of ​​thunder, and stopped only after it included everyone present.

The incident happened suddenly, and someone who was caught off guard was pierced by the sword light. The protective spells around him spread instantly, and the whole person was pierced by the sword light. Those with low cultivation were directly turned into flesh and blood, while those with high cultivation were hung on the sword light that seemed to have substance and could not get away, looking at their broken bodies and howling miserably.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!!!"

Wang Youan's face changed when he heard the words "Ten Thousand Swords Technique".

How could he not know one of the three unique skills of the Merciless Sword Saint? He just didn't expect Li Chuyi to be able to perform it.

Isn't this kid unable to fight back?

Is he pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? He was pretending just now?

No matter what, it's better to retreat first. A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. No matter how weak the person who performs Ye Jiansheng's unique skills is, he doesn't want to try it himself. It's not too late to retreat temporarily and wait until he finds out the truth before going up again.

He didn't need to shout. Others had already wanted to retreat. At this time, they wanted to run away in a panic, but how could Li Chuyi melt them?

"Ten Thousand Swords Technique"-Thousand Mountains Sword Formation!"

As he spoke, the three golden hammers completely collapsed, and the sea of ​​thunder dissipated instantly, revealing the true appearance of the ground below.

At this time, the ground was almost invisible. All that could be seen was the dense sword beams shooting up into the sky. With the sword beam in the center as the main one, it surrounded the formation into a huge sword formation, which then changed under Li Chuyi's control.

Except for the sky-lifting sword light in the center, the rest of the sword light rose from the ground and shrank into a dark red long sword that seemed to have substance. Each long sword turned and turned towards the people nearby. They chased away, and the pursued hurriedly avoided. However, there were too many of them, and many people were stabbed into sieves almost instantly. They fell from the sky and fell to the ground. Their bodies were drained of life and turned into dust. The squeezed life was scattered. Then he was absorbed by the nearby long sword, and he quickly brought it to Li Chuyi's side for him to absorb.

After the initial panic, the survivors became more eager to escape, but they couldn't escape no matter how hard they tried.

Don’t forget that this is a sword formation, and it’s not about using countless transformed sword lights to kill randomly. Each long sword pursues people while maintaining the operation of the sword formation according to its own trajectory.

No matter where you look, there are sword shadows everywhere, and you are facing attacks from all directions at all times. Over time, you will inevitably feel a sense of despair. The rapid fire seems to be chaotic, but in fact it is orderly. As long as the person being chased leaves his own The area within which they belong will no longer be pursued, and other long swords will take over.

Therefore, the Taixu disciples who didn't know the method couldn't escape even if they wanted to. Whenever someone was about to escape, they would be forced back by the intensive offensive. And the numerous sword shadows made it impossible for them to tell whether they were escaping in the correct direction. Many people saw that they were about to escape, but they felt timid under the intensive offensive, and blindly and unknowingly gave up on the only one step away from their escape. Turn around and go deep into the abyss of the dead end again.

"Don't panic! These are just shadows transformed by the sword light. They are not very powerful. Don't be frightened by their numbers! Form a formation, form a formation quickly! Form an formation in threes and threes. With me as the leader, I will take you out! "

After all, he was an old ghost from the Fourth Tribulation. After the initial panic, Wang Youan had already seen through the truth.

It is a comforting lie to say that the sword shadow is not very powerful. The power depends on the cultivation level of the person dealing with it. Moreover, the sword formation was powerful, but it was Li Chuyi's strength that hindered Jian Ying's power. If he were in his prime or could refine the death energy faster and purer, even Wang Youan would have to suffer from it.

But this is not important anymore. Li Chuyi never thought that he could use this method to keep everyone behind. He had other plans, and what he saw in front of him was just a prelude.

The vitality brought back by Jian Ying made Li Chuyi feel slightly better, but the death energy in his body still did not fundamentally change, and he still suppressed Dao Zhong tightly so that Dao Yuan did not dare to show up. But the physical injuries have improved a lot after all, and he has the capital to use his subsequent tricks.

He looked up at the endless sword shadows in the sky, and then looked down at the Yajuan Sword in his hand. He found that the Yajuan Sword was different from before.

He had tried this move before. With his Taoist skills at that time, he could form a forest of swords with a radius of tens of feet at most. Moreover, the sword array formed could only bully monks below the Taoist stage, but it was not very effective against masters above the Tribulation stage. It was so powerful that even Li Sinian, who had just escaped from the tribulation, dared to lie inside and swim sideways.

But it was different now. The Yaizhen Sword had undergone some wonderful changes. It was no longer the same as before, but it resonated with his mind and heart, and even seemed to be integrated into one body.

And all the power in the Yaizhen Sword was used by him, and mysterious changes occurred under the stimulation of the newly refined power. The combination of the two allowed him to create such a large formation.

And he also has a feeling that the power of the Yajuan Sword is still more than that. It seems that the more powerful his killing intention is, the greater the power of the Yajuan Sword will be. Li Chuyi doesn't know how far it will reach in the end, but this does not hinder In front of him, the current Yaizhen Sword is enough to help him take down these people.

"Jian Shang!"

Turning the hilt of the sword upside down and thrusting it into the ground, the sword formation suddenly changed again.

The swarm of flying swords all stopped, then suddenly exploded the next moment. Countless sword energies overflowed and swayed all around, and everything within the range covered by the sword array exploded from the sky to the ground. The triangular battle formation presided over by Wang Youan was immediately blown apart by the frenzied sword energy. Amidst countless miserable howls, he only hesitated for a moment before escaping alone and escaping towards the front.

The sword formation was shattered and the edge was already faintly visible. As long as he could escape from this area, Li Chuyi would not be able to stand him any longer.

Although he was unwilling to give in, no matter how precious the reward was, it was not as important as his own life. As for the Taixu disciples behind him, he could only express his sympathy. At this time, everyone is helpless, and he is not a perfect saint, so he can only fly away when the disaster comes.

But how could Li Chuyi let him go? He clenched the sword technique with one hand and slapped the sword hilt hard with one palm. The Yaizhan sword instantly broke into the ground until it reached the hilt.

"Bury the Sword—Bury the Soul at Qianshan Sword Tomb!"

Seeing that he was about to escape, Wang Youan suddenly felt a huge force pulling on him. When he lowered his head and looked down, he saw that the already messy ground was now cracked with holes. From the sky, it looked like they were opening continuously. The closed baby's mouth made people's scalp numb, and the screams behind him also fell quickly. With a glance from the corner of the eye, he saw countless figures wrapped in the sword energy and disappeared into the cracks, and those holes also disappeared after absorbing the sword energy. It quickly closed, and a sword-shaped seal stood on the ground like a tombstone. In a few breaths, it formed a densely packed large area, just like the real sword tombs covering the ground.

And his body was no exception. The entanglement of the sword energy and the suction of the crack made him unable to maintain his body shape even with all his strength, and his body sank towards the ground little by little.