But what is surprising is that the subtle differences in their hand skills did not bring any disadvantages. As they hit the sword, dreamy halos appeared outside their bodies, and a wonderful rhythm appeared on their bodies. Afterwards, the whole world was attracted by that rhythm, and the same rhythm appeared.
"Innate supernatural powers!" Mu Hanyan finally realized that the innate supernatural powers of these two people must have something to do with formations, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to perform such unimaginable but exquisite hand moves with the strength of the third-level sword master, let alone It may cause the rhythm of heaven and earth.
"This should be the supernatural power of the guardian of the gods. There shouldn't be any accidents, right?" the follower behind Han Yutang said worriedly.
"It doesn't matter how powerful the formation of the guardian of the gods is, they are not the real guardians of the gods, they just awakened a little bit of blood. It is not so easy to break through my Thousand Illusion Subduing Demon Formation," Han Yutang said. It was a conceited face, and he said proudly with his hands behind his back, pretending to be old-fashioned.
As soon as the words were finished, Leng Qingyun and Luo Lifu yelled lightly, and at the same time played the last final move.
In front of the holy sword peak, in the open space of the valley with a width of more than a hundred feet, a huge phantom of the formation loomed, and the unique energy fluctuations of the formation also rushed towards the face. Two bright rays of light shot straight out from the hands of Leng Qingyun and Luo Lifu, like two multicolored long swords slashing towards the center of the formation, obviously trying to forcefully break the formation.
Everyone's hearts were raised. No matter what conflicts Zhuang Ping'an and Sang Qinghe had before, when they faced foreign aggression, they were a group after all.
"Boom!" Amidst the loud noise, two five-colored sword lights slashed into the formation, and there was a thunderous bang.
However, the formation did not move at all, an invisible shock wave bounced back fiercely, Leng Qingyun and Luo Lifu groaned, and flew up as if being hit by a boulder.
Two companions whose strength had just reached the initial stage of the Great Sword Master flew up to catch them, but they were also thrown backwards by the shock.
As soon as the "poof" landed, the four of them spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and their faces turned pale.
"Hahahaha, I thought how powerful the descendants of God's Guardian are. It turns out that they are all pustules. With such rudimentary skills, they actually want to break my Thousand Illusions Demon-Subduing Formation. I'm overestimating my capabilities!" Han Yutang said loudly again Laugh wildly.
Leng Qingyun and Luo Lifu looked ashamed. Although they had awakened their bloodlines and realized their innate supernatural powers, they were still too short to fully comprehend the mystery. Moreover, they were limited by their own strength and could not fully comprehend it. Playing out the mystery in it, there is nothing you can do in the face of such a formation, and you can only let the opponent humiliate you.
The other descendants of the guardian of the gods were full of anger, and some even drew their long swords.
"Why, do you want to work hard if you can't break my formation? Even if you work hard, you may not be my opponent." Han Yutang said, releasing his aura and coercion.
The pinnacle of the great swordsman! And it's a bit stronger than the usual peak sword masters, and it's only one step away from the sword master, so it's not an exaggeration to say that he is a semi-sage.
The person who had already drawn out the long sword slowly retracted the long sword. Except for Mu Hanyan, none of the people present was Han Yutang's opponent. It was nothing more than self-defeating.
"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, I have already said, I am not here to fight with you, I just want to see how capable you are. As long as you can break my formation, not only can you go to the Holy Sword Peak, but I will I apologize to you. Of course, even if you can’t break it, I won’t make things difficult for you. You see, I’ve already prepared a path for you over there.” Han Yutang waved his hand and pointed with a smirk.
On the small soil slope on one side of the valley, there is a round hole with a diameter of about one foot, just like a dog hole.
"As long as you get in from there, you can still reach the Holy Sword Peak, it's just that it will be a little more troublesome to get in and out in the future." Han Yutang said solemnly.
Behind them, all the disciples of the Holy Court laughed wildly.
"Han Yutang, don't bully people too much!" Zhuang Ping'an, Sang Qinghe and others shouted angrily.
"I didn't bully you, I just tried your strength. I thought that you could make the Holy Lord value you so much, you must have some ability, but I didn't expect it to be so unbearable after a try. It's really disappointing. To Why don't you go to the Holy Master and cry a few words, with the supreme cultivation of the Holy Master, you can break my formation with a single finger, and you can pass through without hindrance." Han Yutang sneered loudly.
Zhuang Ping'an, Sang Qinghe and the others were even trembling with anger. Han Yutang was only seventeen or eighteen years old, a little younger than most of them, and he didn't do anything. He just set up a formation to make things difficult for them. If they don't use the formation, they can only blame them for their own incompetence. If they go to the Holy Master, he will of course stand up for them, and maybe he will give Han Yutang a severe reprimand.
But this is like two children fighting, and being bullied by a child younger than themselves, they have no strength to fight back, so they have to cry to the elders of the other party. No matter what, it is a shameful thing. Face to Beiyuan Beiyuan
"Hmph, since the Holy Court can't tolerate us so much, let's go." A young man said angrily.
Others did not agree, they could see that the Holy Court did not tolerate them, and the Holy Master still placed high hopes on them. It's just that some disciples of the Holy Court who were similar in age were jealous of them, so they just left, with the same dull face, and were treated as a laughing stock.
But what should we do if we don't leave? Even Zhuang Ping'an and Sang Qinghe, two great sword masters, and Leng Qingyun and Luo Lifu, two companions who have comprehended the magical powers of the formation, are helpless in the face of the Thousand Illusion Subduing Demon Formation. What can I do, I can't really get through that dog hole.
Everyone's eyes were subconsciously looking at Mu Hanyan. At this time, they couldn't help but think of Mu Hanyan's various legends, and also remembered Mu Hanyan's shocking sword that defeated Wei Xiaotian. Only she can break through this formation and save face for everyone.
Noticing everyone's gazes, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Mu Hanyan's mouth.
I was worried that I would not have a chance to stand up, and someone came to my door. It was God helping me.
"As long as I can break through this formation, will you apologize?" Mu Hanyan stepped forward, looked at Han Yutang and said.
"That requires you to have that ability." Han Yutang gave Mu Hanyan a contemptuous look.
With his cultivation level comparable to that of a sword master, he can somewhat see Mu Hanyan's strength. If it were someone else, seeing Mu Hanyan with such a cultivation level at such an age, he would be a little surprised and fearful at the same time, but he is about the same age as Mu Hanyan, but he already has a semi-holy cultivation level, so he is totally unsure. Mu Hanyan paid attention to it.