As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Wen Yuan felt a warm sensation behind him. Looking back, he saw more than a dozen powerful immortal realm masters falling together, with blood spurting on his back.
"This sword..."
Taoist Wen Yuan was furious and his body was shaking with anger. Su Mutong actually killed the master of his sect.
Although Changshengjing is not the top master of the sect, he is also the backbone.
The strength of a sect is closely related to the number of practitioners in the realm of immortality.
This sword broke through the ten-mile sky and killed more than ten immortal practitioners in seconds. It was a heavy loss for Yuanshi Sect, and Taoist Wen Yuan was also quite angry.
The Taoist soldiers behind, seeing the scene in front of them, immediately became eager to fight.
They haven't even attacked yet, but they have already suffered losses by taking a single soldier from the Wansheng Sect. They cannot accept this and must fight back.
Taoist Wen Yuan did not dare to go in either, so he could only instigate Huang Puxuan, "Master Huang Pu, I think they must be unable to activate the sword formation, otherwise they would not be so slow, why don't we attack in!"
"Sure, then you go, you take the lead!"
After seeing Su Mutong's sword, Huang Puxuan felt pressured. He was already unhappy, and when he heard Taoist Wen Yuan's words, he became even more angry.
Taoist Wen Yuan said with embarrassment: "If I go in alone, I may not be a match for that witch."
As they were both in the realm of virtual god, he was indeed inferior to Su Mutong, and he would only bring humiliation upon himself if he went there.
"What do you mean? We go in together, and then the Immortal Slaying Formation can suddenly be activated, and we die together?"
Huang Puxuan gave Taoist Wen Yuan a fierce look, full of disgust.
The Taoist reconnaissance soldiers in the sky circled in the air for a long time, but they were unable to find sufficient evidence to prove that the Immortal-Slaying Formation had failed.
Huang Puxuan was also extremely anxious, but the power of the Immortal-Slaying Array was too terrifying. If he was not careful, he and several others might die.
Having just witnessed Su Mutong's sword strike, he was under great mental pressure.
Is this sword the explosion from the Hongmeng Sword Body
He asked himself this question, and the more he thought about it, the more terrified he became.
According to the old man who set up the formation, they could get through the sword formation by pulling, but they would not be in their prime by then.
Su Mutong could even fight against four people alone by relying on the explosive power of the Hongmeng Sword Body.
Lunhuizi waved his feather fan, looking calm, and said slowly: "Although Su Mutong's sword just now was powerful, it is still too weak compared to the Hongmeng Sword Body."
Huang Puxuan's frown relaxed a little: "What do you mean? It wasn't Su Mutong who awakened the Hongmeng Sword Body?"
Lunhuizi waved his feather fan and smiled slightly, showing the demeanor of a wise man: "When the Hongmeng Sword Body strikes out with a sword, all the swords will hum and resonate, expressing their submission. Only those who are above the Immortal Realm can control the swords in their hands."
"Obviously, Su Mutong's sword just now did not have this characteristic."
Hearing this, Huang Puxuan also felt that it made sense, and he felt much better: "If Su Mutong hadn't awakened his sword body, then this would have been much simpler. Sir, you can still remain so calm in this situation, I really admire you."
"Holding the feather fan is a constant reminder to myself to stay calm!"
Samsara narrowed his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep, giving people a sense of being unfathomable.
It is extremely cold in late autumn and holding a feather fan does seem crazy, but I didn't expect it to have this effect.
While the three masters admired him, they also felt quite unhappy in their hearts. Lunhuizi's behavior made them seem very impetuous and unmannerly, which was not the demeanor of a master.
Taoist Zihuo was furious and said, "Why wait? Let's proceed as planned. Let the immortals go first. Even if there is a sword formation, let them hold it back and we can take the opportunity to go in."
As he said this, his palm inadvertently touched the vest covered by the Taoist robe. This was the Xuanwu vest. Wearing it would increase the defense to a higher level.
Although there is no guarantee that you can withstand the power of the sword formation 100%, as long as you are not attacked by the sword energy in the center area, you will be able to survive it unscathed.
By that time, the other three masters had survived the sword formation and also suffered a lot of injuries, so he was able to reap the benefits.
All of this was part of his plan. Although he was a little impulsive, he was also very thoughtful.
"Remain calm. Don't forget that Su Mutong's sister has many friends. They are all extremely powerful. And the sword maniac Jun Mo hasn't made a move for more than 600 years. We don't know what realm he is in. Although the plan is very thorough, we can't act rashly."
Samsara opened his eyes slightly and spoke a word that showed his wisdom.
Huang Puxuan said in a deep voice: "What Lunhuizi said is absolutely right. We cannot act rashly. We must first break through the barrier protecting the sect. Then it will be convenient for a few masters of escape techniques to sneak in and find out what is going on."
At this time, they still need to remain calm. Although they can destroy the Wansheng Sect if they force their way in, their losses will also be huge.
By that time, the strength of the four major religions will inevitably be reshuffled, and the strongest sect among them will even be able to annex the others and unify Dongjie.
Therefore, no one is willing to take risks.
For them, the best outcome would be to destroy the Wansheng Sect without damaging their own foundation.
Taoist Wen Yuan saw that the two of them were analyzing each other back and forth, so he didn't want to interrupt at the moment. The image of Su Mutong appeared in his mind.
Even though we just met, the image of her skin as white as snow, like a fairy from heaven, is still lingering in my mind.
"Don't worry, there is another collaborator in Wansheng Sect."
Lunhuizi waved his feather fan again, and his voice full of wisdom rang out again.
When the three masters heard this, they were also surprised and looked at Lunhuizi together.
Lunhuizi was so attracted by the attention that he felt a sense of satisfaction. He then said, "I am waiting for a letter from my partner. It will definitely be a big surprise when the letter comes!"
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Su Mutong felt relieved when she saw that the four major sects were only tentatively bombarding the protective barrier and had no plans to force their way in.
On the way back, I met a young disciple.
This person is Su Yu's assassin, Qian Yu.
It seemed as if he had been waiting for a long time.
Su Mutong stopped in front of Qianyu.
Qianyu bowed and handed Su Mutong a piece of letter paper: "Please take a look, Master!"
Su Mutong glanced at the letter and smiled meaningfully.
Afterwards, his figure disappeared from the spot and flew towards Wenxin Peak.
Su Yu had finished drawing the sword pattern and returned to Wenxin Peak. Because everyone had different ideas for deducing sword patterns, Su Yu could not help Jun Mo much.
So I didn’t go to look for Jun Mo.
If he met Jun Mo at this time and told him that he had restored the sword formation, the latter would probably be shocked.
Jun Mo is not a man of luck, so there is no need for Su Yu to attack him.
Su Yu didn't want to do this kind of thankless task.
Trying to show off in front of anyone will only attract a lot of hatred, which is really unnecessary.
His fingers cut through the sky, emitting brilliant light, and each stroke left a mark in the air.
This is the sword pattern of the Great Wilderness Sword Formation.
He simplified the original diagram of the Great Wilderness Sword Formation, and it was significantly faster to draw it.
It would have taken him at least three days to draw the sword pattern diagram of the Great Wilderness Sword Formation, but he had already finished most of it in half a day.
It was already evening. Su Yu waved his long sleeves, and the sword pattern folded up and was put into the Qiankun bag like a scroll.
Before leaving, Su Yu informed Jun Mo that his sword formation for Stone Peak had been drawn.
Jun Mo was also quite surprised when he heard this, but his sword pattern was about to be completed, so he did not feel shocked.
Therefore, his interest did not diminish and he continued to work on the remaining parts overnight.
On the way back to the Holy Son Temple, Su Yu felt from time to time that the entire earth was shaking, and cracks had appeared in the barrier covering the entire protective formation.
This barrier can only last until tomorrow noon at most, by which time someone will be able to break through the defense line and enter Wansheng Sect.
At that time, the matter of the Immortal-Slaying Formation will be completely exposed.
There is not much time left for them.