Like a tiger descending from a mountain, the monks of the Tiandi Sect charged forward with red eyes.
The battle continued for three days. If it weren't for the sudden arrival of the Fairy Biluo, these secular cultivators would have already become dead souls under their swords. However, now it seems that their death was only delayed for three days. Even the most proud Zhuxian Guardian Formation was shattered by their side. In their eyes, those secular cultivators were just a group of lambs to be slaughtered.
On the main peak of Mount Shu, the secular cultivators all looked on coldly, but fierce auras continued to rise from them. At this moment of life and death, the violent aura in everyone's heart burst out.
Today is a battle to the death, and the loser will only die.
"Kill!" Suddenly, with Li Han's loud shout, a violent sword energy burst out.
It was the Shushan disciples who got angry.
At this moment, the Shushan disciples were extremely particular about their standing positions. Nearly ten thousand disciples were standing in an orderly manner on the main peak. Looking from above, it looked like they were arranged in the shape of a giant sword.
All the Shushan disciples simultaneously pointed their flying swords toward the sky. Suddenly, the flying swords flew up to the sky. Sharp sword energy intertwined into a sword net. This sword net continued to intertwine in the air, forming the shape of a giant sword, just like the giant sword formed by their positions.
"Ten thousand swords return to their clan, kill!"
A chorus of roars burst out from the mouths of every Shushan disciple, and then the giant sword suddenly burst out with a dazzling light. Then, the giant sword suddenly moved out and slashed fiercely at the oncoming Tiandi Sect army.
"call-"
The deafening sound of breaking wind rang out, and wherever the giant sword passed, countless Tiandi Sect monks were shattered into pieces by the sharp sword energy. In the sky of Shushan, it was as if a bloody rain was falling, dyeing the bluestone paved ground blood red.
"What a great Shushan Sect! No wonder it has been able to stand tall in the secular world for countless years. This combined sword technique alone is enough to make it superior to all the secular sects." At this moment, all the secular cultivators present were horrified and couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the Shushan disciples.
This attack just now instantly took the lives of nearly ten thousand Tiandi Sect monks, causing the number of Tiandi Sect monks to shrink a lot.
"Damn it, disciples of the Tiandi Sect, listen up, no mercy, kill them all!" Haiming was furious when he saw that the two sides had lost nearly ten thousand monks before the fight even started.
"For our homeland, kill!" Li Han is worthy of being the head of Shushan Sect. His words and actions are full of incitement. As soon as he shouted, the Shushan disciples and the cultivators from other sects all had red eyes and waved their magic weapons to rush towards the Tiandi Sect cultivators.
The two sides engaged in close combat, and casualties suddenly increased!
At this moment, the monks in the secular world took out their courage that they did not have in normal times and fought bravely with the monks of Tiandi Sect. This long battle was not only related to their lives, but also to the safety of this pure land of the secular world. If the monks of Tiandi Sect completely occupied the secular world, their families and friends would be in dire straits. They did not think that Tiandi Sect would treat them well after occupying the secular world.
At this moment, many people were surprised to find that they could be so brave. Facing the enemy's magic flying sword, they did not even feel fear. In their hearts, there was only one thought of destroying themselves along with the enemy!
The number of casualties continued to increase, and densely packed monks fell like rain, some crashing on the top of the peak, and some fell off a cliff, smashing to pieces. But despite this, no one retreated, whether it was the monks of the secular world or the monks of the Heaven and Earth Sect.
Suddenly, Li Han, who was fighting fiercely with a fourth-rank immortal, quickly made a sword gesture with his hands.
"Buzz—" A sound of breaking wind was heard, and a gorgeous chair suddenly flew out from the main hall. Isn't this chair Li Han's headmaster's chair? Only the previous heads of Shushan can sit on this chair! Could it be that there is something strange about this chair
Li Han's sword moves changed, and his hands danced so fast that it was almost impossible to see.
As this sword technique was performed, the chair of the headmaster began to hum softly, and then the chair began to wriggle, as if melting, and separated into four groups of liquid with different colors.
The fourth-rank immortal who was fighting against Li Han felt a tremor in his heart. The four balls of metallic liquid in front of him looked so strange, revealing an aura that made him feel uneasy.
"Zhu Xian Sword Formation, appear!"
Li Han suddenly shouted.
Following this loud shout, the four balls of metallic liquid suddenly transformed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye they turned into four flying swords of different styles.
These four flying swords are of ancient style, and one can sense an ancient aura at just one glance.
As soon as the four swords appeared, they intertwined with each other, and in an instant they turned into a huge sword net, covering the fourth-level immortal and a large number of cultivators around him.
This is a sword formation, an exquisite sword formation. Once upon a time, when the secular world and the cultivation world were still one, this sword formation was the number one sword formation in the cultivation world. Under the sword formation, immortals and gods were slaughtered, and it was a notorious sword formation. This sword formation has a name, which is "Zhu Xian Sword Formation".
As the Zhu Xian Sword Formation appeared, the roaring sound suddenly became louder.
The Tiandi Sect monks who were trapped in the Zhuxian Sword Formation were screaming in agony. The Four Zhuxian Swords were like the scythes of the god of death, rapidly reaping the lives within the sword formation.
After a few breaths, the screams in the sword formation suddenly stopped, leaving only the expected strong smell of blood.
"Collect!" Li Han shouted softly, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation quietly dissipated and turned into four flying swords floating above Li Han's head, trembling slightly.
The flying swords are spiritual. It has been a long time since these four flying swords have seen the light of day. Now they are drinking blood again and are extremely excited.
Looking at those cultivators who were enveloped in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, no trace of their bodies remained, even the four-tribulation immortal.
"What a great Zhuxian Sword Formation! Your four Zhuxian swords are probably all quasi-immortal flying swords." Hai Ming looked at Li Han with deep eyes and said coldly.
"Yes, these Four Zhuxian Swords are four quasi-immortal weapons made by the founder of our Shushan himself. The reason why this Zhuxian Sword Formation is called the Zhuxian Sword Formation is because it once slaughtered real immortals!" Li Han looked at Haiming coldly, his tone full of confidence.
"Is that so? Even a powerful sword formation cannot exert its true strength in the hands of a weak person. With your strength, I'm afraid you can only exert one tenth or one twelfth of the true power of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation." Hai Ming's eyes were full of sarcasm, with a fierce light flashing in them.
"If you have any doubts, you can try it yourself!" Li Han's eyes were sharp, and the Zhu Xian Sword Formation started again.
ps: Xiao Huang is really busy, working like a pendulum every day. People who write books part-time are all good men! Brothers, how about some encouragement? o(n_n)o