Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

Chapter 630: Senluo Sword Formation (1)

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When Tora Manye used the forbidden technique to fight, Chutian arrived.

It's just that he arrived a step too late, the forbidden technique had already been activated, and it was too late to stop Tora Manyo's impulse.

He simply stood in mid-air and looked down at the activities below with cold eyes.

With his current knowledge, as long as Tora Manye didn't die in a panic on the spot, even if his body was shattered into pieces, as long as there was a drop of essence and blood left, he could use the ancient divine elixir in the Zixiao Jinyang Furnace to reshape his body.

Seeing the bloody sword spewed out by Tora Manye being crushed by someone's palm, and dozens of disciples from the five major families turning around and running away, Chu Tian shook his head, wrote down the names of these fleeing disciples, and completely blacklisted them.

Due to the reputation of the five major families, Chu Tian would not expel them, and they would not be able to get any true information from Chu Tian in the future.

The dying Tora Man'o, whose cultivation was completely ruined, fell from the sky. Two disciples of the Tora family rushed up to catch him. The remaining disciples of the five major families lined up in front of Tora Man'o, their eyes wide. He looked at the several Jianmen brothers with shame.

Tora Manyo turned his head with difficulty and screamed angrily at his fellow disciples who were escaping: "It's okay if the others run away. Who among the children of the Tora family dares to escape in the middle of the battle?"

Among the many disciples who were escaping, seven or eight disciples who were obviously much thicker than their fellow disciples suddenly stopped. Their bodies were trembling slightly, and their faces were turning blue and red. In just two or three breaths, they suddenly turned around and rushed back towards Tomanoyo.

"Children of the Hu family, I would rather die than bow down!" These disciples were red-faced and did not dare to raise their heads to look at Tora Manye. Like bison that had been stabbed in the buttocks, they rushed straight towards the Jianmen brothers.

"Stupid!" The three Jianmen brothers sighed: "Being an ant is already pathetic enough; but to be so stupid is not only sad, but also pitiful. As an ant, why do you actively seek death?"

With arrogance and arrogance, and deliberately making a cold and majestic face, the three Jianmen brothers made exactly the same movements. They formed sword gestures with their fingers and pointed at three sword lights in the sky, which divided the sky into cold light and shot towards several people. The disciples of the Hu family who rushed back killed him.

Chu Tian stood in mid-air and nodded with satisfaction. Very good. These few Hu family disciples who dared to come back to fight, regardless of whether their behavior was stupid, they dared to come back to fight, which proves that they still have blood and are still Han. Good disciple of Cui Ya!

"Cackle" sneered, Chu Tian waved his hand and threw down the heavy hammer that Zi Wanzhong had re-refined for him.

The black weight with no luster fell from the sky with a terrifying roar. With a loud "boom" sound, the weight expanded to a radius of a hundred feet and hit the cold light of the three Jianmen brothers' swords all over the sky.

Like a huge boulder hitting a piece of tofu, the cold light in the sky was shattered into pieces, turning into countless tiny light spots and scattering.

The three arrogant and superior Jianmen brothers howled in unison, their faces suddenly turned pale, and their skin was almost transparent. They vomited blood, and the other six holes in the seven orifices spurted out a stream of blood at the same time. arrow.

Disciples of the Sword Sect regard the sword as their life. Most of them only practice one sword in their lives, and they will always only have one sword to accompany them throughout their lives.

The sword to them is half a life!

No, for many extreme Sword Sect disciples, the sword is more important than their lives!

There are even obsessed disciples of the Sword Sect who abandon their physical bodies, use the sword as their body, and integrate their souls into the sword, truly uniting the sword and man!

Therefore, once the swords of the Sword Sect disciples are damaged, the harm to them will be extremely heavy.

The three tyrannical Sword Sect brothers were spurting blood from their seven orifices, and the pores on their bodies were constantly seeping out fine blood. Their meridians were shattered, their divine orifices and sea of energy were all destroyed, and their injuries were several times more severe than those of Tomanoyo.

They screamed in agony, their bodies and souls feeling immense pain at the same time, falling to the ground like stones.

The other three Jianmen disciples roared in unison. They didn't even look at the three fellow disciples who fell to the ground. Instead, they flew into the air with their swords and charged at Chutian.

To the disciples of the Sword Sect, the so-called friendship between brothers is not important and cannot be compared with the relationship between them and their swords.

Therefore, the disciples of the Sword Sect are the most indifferent. They will not show any sympathy to the three defeated and useless fellow sects. They will even despise these three poor losers.

The light of the sword pierces Chutian like a sword.

The disciple of the Hu family who had just rushed towards the three Jianmen brothers stopped blankly and raised his head for no apparent reason. They saw Chu Tian standing high in the sky at the same time, and the expressions on each of their faces became extremely exciting!

Humanye and several Hancuiya disciples who were supporting him cheered in unison: "Master!"

Chu Yaya, Li Ling'er, and Li Xiu'er were busy rescuing a group of little carrot heads, while screaming in unison: "Be careful!"

Those Hancuiya disciples who had escaped dozens of miles away stopped one after another and turned back to look at Chu Tian in astonishment. Their faces suddenly became ugly. It seemed that their behavior of escaping from the battlefield was all seen by Chu Tian

No sect would like those disciples who run away from battle. Today you can run away from battle, but what about tomorrow? Would you betray the sect without hesitation in the face of a life-and-death threat

A group of people stood still in place, daring not to advance or retreat. Everyone looked at Chu Tian with a blank mind.

Chutian laughed "hehe", and with a move of his hand, the heavy hammer returned to his hand. Black light flickered. A six-foot-long handle and an eight-edged sledgehammer with a head as big as a small water tank appeared in his hand. .

Holding the handle of the hammer tightly with both hands, Chu Tian swung the sledgehammer and struck down hard.

The three sword lights hit the heavy hammer at the same time, and three crisp sounds of "ding, ding, ding" were heard. The three sword lights shattered inch by inch. The three sword sect brothers vomited blood at the same time. Just like the three fellow sect members just now, the gods The orifice and the sea of qi collapsed at the same time, the meridians all over his body were shattered inch by inch, and he fell from the air to the ground covered in blood.

On the ground, hundreds of sword lights suddenly flew into the sky at the same time.

One by one, the Jianmen disciples who were dressed in powerful clothes and transformed into Changhong rushed into the sky in panic, and hurriedly caught the six defeated senior brothers.

"Senior brother, senior brother!"

A group of Sword Sect disciples screamed at the top of their lungs.

However, the natal flying sword was violently destroyed, and even the meridians near the tongues of the six Jianmen brothers were shattered by the force of the backlash. They no longer had the strength to speak, and their bodies were so soft that they could not move at all.

No matter how the group of junior brothers shook and shouted, the six Jianmen brothers were like the living dead, without any reaction.

All the Sword Sect disciples shouted as if they were mourning for their heirs, and finally they all raised their heads and stared at Chu Tian fiercely.