Without Jiang Shentian and Qi Sha leading the way, the cultivators from various factions had to face the fox spirit army rushing from the front, and the pressure instantly increased.
Just when those fire monks and Qingfu sect monks were about to be unable to resist, a series of "clang" sounds were heard, and the Tang Dynasty government disciples flew out on their swords, the sword lights split into shadows, one turned into ten, ten turned into a hundred, and a hundred turned into a thousand.
Steals of sword light shot out, piercing the heads of fox spirits and evil ghosts wherever they passed, with incredible accuracy.
Everyone looked and found that it was Lu Huaming who led many disciples to form a sword formation, which was dominated by his thoughts and thus had such power.
In an instant, hundreds of thousands of fox spirits and evil ghosts were killed and turned into countless green light spots that floated into the sky.
Although the sword formation was fierce, it also consumed a lot of energy. After one round, there was another round. After several rounds, the disciples of the Tang Dynasty government were exhausted and their speed slowed down.
But the army of fox spirits and evil ghosts seemed to have no end and continued to pour towards them.
At this moment, a pleasant chanting sound was heard, and many disciples from Mount Putuo used their magical power to "save all living beings". At the same time, a soft glow emanated from their bodies and spread to the surroundings.
The monks of various sects who were bathed in this light suddenly felt their blood and energy surge. The tiredness from previous fighting and casting spells was swept away, and their energy was restored to a vigorous state.
"May Buddha have mercy on me..."
A burst of Buddhist chanting was heard from the mouths of the disciples of Huasheng Temple, and a soft golden Buddha light spread out, instantly making everyone feel that their acupoints were opened, and the vital energy of the surrounding heaven and earth was flowing into their bodies faster, and their magic power was also restored a lot.
Everyone was greatly encouraged and their fighting spirit was re-boosted.
At this point, the disciples and elders of the small and medium-sized sects finally realized the gap between themselves and the first-rate sects such as the Tang Dynasty government and Huasheng Temple.
In the back, Shen Luo also found that his magic power was recovering faster. He felt relieved and faced the fire fox evil spirit again.
He held a Pure Yang Flying Sword in his hand and fought closely with the Fire Fox Evil Spirit. Another ten Pure Yang Flying Swords were arranged in formation in mid-air, gradually forming a golden sword formation.
At this moment, the cloud-chasing boots under Shen Luo's feet flashed with electric light, and his body suddenly accelerated. He instantly arrived above the fire fox's head and chopped down at its head with a sword.
Fire Fox subconsciously raised his head and raised one arm to block Shen Luo.
"Right now."
Shen Luo was overjoyed when he saw the scar on its open chest.
After he made a feint with his sword, he retreated violently, and the golden sword light shone brightly, falling towards the wound on the Fire Fox's chest.
But at this time, the fire fox evil spirit, which seemed to have little intelligence, relied on its fighting instinct, and thrust out its nine fox tails, like petals closing together, and blocked the golden sword formation.
At the same time, the fire fox did not forget to slap Shen Luo heavily with one of its giant claws.
Shen Luo stepped into the air, dodged the fire fox's raised claws extremely nimbly, and rushed straight towards the fire fox's chest.
Seeing this, the evil fire fox could only separate one of its tails and hit Shen Luo.
But for some reason, Shen Luo did not dodge at all and rushed straight forward.
Just as he was about to hit the fox's tail, a figure suddenly flashed from the side and blocked the sure hit for Shen Luo, and was knocked away with a "pop".