There are two levels in the Tianyuan Sword Formation. The first level has nine sword shadows, and the second level has twelve sword shadows. There is no so-called small success or big success. If you have to divide it, nine sword shadows are small success, and twelve sword shadows are perfection. If you can't use nine sword shadows, you can't form a sword formation, and the power of the Tianyuan Sword Formation can't be exerted. It's just an ordinary sword technique, which is the Tianyuan Sword Technique that is more widely circulated in the Tianjian Sect.
Only when nine sword shadows are used at the same time and the Tianyuan Sword Formation is in operation, can it be the real Tianyuan Sword Formation. After that, with each additional sword shadow, the power of the Tianyuan Sword Formation will be doubled. If there are twelve sword shadows, the power will be increased by nine times.
The power of the eleven sword shadows was twice as strong as that of the ten sword shadows. The sword light circulated, bombarding the blood-colored giant spear, directly penetrating the blood-colored giant spear, and shot towards the Sky-Horned Demon Bull.
"What?"
Looking at the incoming sword light, the Sky-Horned Demon Bull's huge eyes shrank, and it roared angrily. Its dark red horns glowed with blood-red light and charged towards the incoming sword light.
“Crack~”
As the sword fell, a cracking sound was heard, and then a blood-red bull horn more than ten feet long flew out and stabbed into the ground.
"No!"
The sword light cut off the bull's horns, and the power was completely dissipated. A cry of pain came from the mouth of the Sky-Horn Demon Bull. The demon horns were the symbol of the Sky-Horn Demon Bull, its most powerful weapon, and it was indestructible. But at this moment, a part of it was cut off!
The most important thing is that the devil horn is nourished by his essence and blood. If it loses a horn that is more than ten feet long, it will probably take thousands of years for it to grow again!
"Ant, you dare to destroy my magic horn, I want you to die!" The Sky-Horned Demon Bull roared angrily, his eyes turned blood red in an instant, and gray-white mist flowed in his huge nostrils.
With its devil horn destroyed, the Sky-Horn Demon Bull suddenly went crazy, and a terrifying aura emanated from it.
Whoosh~
The next moment, the Sky-Horned Demon Bull shook and turned into a shadow and rushed towards Yang Qi.
“It’s getting faster!”
Yang Qi's eyes focused. The mad Sky-Horned Demon Bull was obviously activating the blood power in its body, and its speed increased a lot.
“Boom~Boom~”
At this moment, Yun Lan had already reunited with Wu Jian and the others. They formed a formation and launched a series of terrifying attacks on the Eight Desolate Demon-Trapping Formation.
The horrific attack landed on the formation, and huge ripples spread out from the attack as the center. The entire formation shook slightly, and the power of the formation began to weaken.
"With this kind of attack, it won't take ten breaths to break through the Eight Desolate Demon-Trapping Array!" Feeling the power of the array rapidly weakening, Wu Jian and the others looked delighted.
As long as they break through the Eight Desolate Demon Trapping Array, they can not only seek help from the outside world, but also use flying martial arts to distance themselves from the monsters on the ground and avoid being attacked by them. Even a nine-headed snake at the level of martial honor will not be able to do anything to them!
However, the next moment, the smiles on everyone's faces suddenly froze.
"Eight nine-star martial masters!" Yun Lan's face darkened. Just now, eight powerful auras appeared in their perception, coming from eight different directions of the Eight Desolate Demon Trapping Array. They might arrive in two or three breaths.
The Tianjian Sect's team only had 14 people in total. Excluding Wei Qing, who was seriously injured and whose life or death was unknown, and Xiahou Jie, who had already defected to the Corpse God Sect, they only had 12 people. Including Liu Fei, who was entangled with the monster and stopped Xiahou Jie, they only had 6 practitioners in total to break the formation. Even if they could stop the eight people who came to kill them, how could they break the Eight Desolate Demon Trapping Formation!
"There are actually eight nine-star martial masters!"
Yang Qi felt the eight powerful auras and his face suddenly darkened. In two or three breaths, Yun Lan and the others had no time to break the formation. When the other eight people came to kill them, they would not be able to break the formation, even if the three-headed nine-star martial arts monster and the corpse god sect practitioners joined forces, they would not be able to resist.
"There is only one way!"
Yang Qi's eyes focused on the Sky-Horned Demon Bull on the ground. Only by ending some battles and withdrawing some strength before the other eight members of the Corpse God Cult arrived, would it be possible to stop the practitioners of the Corpse God Cult and fight for a chance of survival!
Not only Yang Qi thought of this, Yun Lan and others also thought of it!
Buzz~
The aura on Liu Fei's body rose instantly, and in a flash, he reached the middle stage of eight-star martial arts. His figure flashed and appeared on Xiahou Jie's body.
The three-headed, nine-star Wuzong monster is difficult to kill in a short time, but Xiahou Jie is different. He is suppressed by Liu Fei, so it is easiest to kill him!
"Haha... You can't kill me, you will all die here." Xiahou Jie looked at the attacking Liu Fei and laughed. He shook the long sword in his hand and met Liu Fei's attack, but his body rushed towards a companion.
Yun Lan and others could think of killing him, so he could naturally think of it as well. The moment Yun Lan and others stopped breaking the formation, he had already decided to retreat!
"Die!"
Liu Fei roared, and the sharp fist shadow directly shattered Xiahou Jie's attack, and he rushed towards Xiahou Jie without slowing down.
Facing the incoming attack, Xiahou Jie smiled calmly and used his sword to protect his body.
"Boom~"
The fist shadow fell, and Xiahou Jie didn't even have time to scream before he exploded into a ball of blood mist. With one punch, Xiahou Jie died!
"Do you really think that I can't kill you?" Liu Fei looked a little pale and snorted. While speaking, she poured a bottle of precious Rongyuan Dan directly into her mouth.
If an ordinary practitioner swallowed so many pills at once, the powerful medicinal power would probably directly rupture the meridians and the Yuan Palace. However, Liu Fei was able to quickly absorb the energy of the Rong Yuan Pill into the space within his body, so he didn't have to worry about causing any damage to himself!
Xiahou Jie is dead
Wu Jian and the others who had originally planned to surround and kill Xiahou Jie were stunned when they saw this scene, especially Cao Jun and Xiang Wu, who swallowed hard. Even if the two of them fought desperately, it would probably not be so easy to kill Xiahou Jie, but an eight-star martial arts master in the early stage killed Xiahou Jie with one punch!
Xiang Wu glanced at Yang Qi who was fighting the Sky-Horned Demon Bull alone, and said with difficulty, "Brother Cao, are they really eight-star martial masters?"
"That should be it." Cao Jun said uncertainly. They were also geniuses, otherwise they would not have been able to enter the Nine Star Martial Sect before the age of fifty and get a place to enter the Purple Emperor Secret Realm. But looking at the strength displayed by Yang Qi and Liu Fei, he suddenly realized that he had been living a dog's life for more than 20 years.
If Cao Jun and the others were somewhat dissatisfied with Yang Qi and his four companions for entering the Purple Emperor Secret Realm with their eight-star martial arts cultivation, and even felt that they were lagging behind, then at this moment, they no longer had such thoughts in their hearts. It was not Yang Qi and his companions who were lagging behind, but they were the ones who were lagging behind the team! (To be continued)