Chapter 645

The next moment, the combination of swords and shadows quickly transformed into a behemoth with the head of a Flood Dragon and a fish body that was 30 meters long!

"Buzz!"

The sixteen flying swords danced at high speed, and the huge phantom of the dragon head and fish body formed by the countless sword shadows actually sent out a sky-shattering sword cry. The momentum of the Peng Bird phantom sword array blasted away!

"boom!"

Sparks splattered, and the two sword formations collided suddenly in the air!

The huge roar resounded through the sky, the pattern in the sky was dazzling, and the rays of light were interlaced!

The strength of the two sword formations is extremely terrifying, and any one of them can kill Jindan period cultivators!

In the eyes of everyone's astonishment, the Jiaoyu Soaring Sword Formation transformed by the black gold flying sword tore apart the Tianpeng Strike Sky Sword Formation, and a flying sword with a handle shot out in all directions!

The light of the sixteen black sword flying swords also dimmed, but this did not hinder its impact on everyone!

In the first confrontation, Jian Wuling was actually at a disadvantage?

Everyone was horrified, this is the sword and martial arts. The younger generation of Yuzhou has been famous for a long time, and they have never tasted a defeat.

God of Chu, it's going to go against the sky!

"I underestimated you!"

Jian Wuling's face was slightly pale, and he held back a mouthful of blood and did not spurt out!

"Now is not the time to chat, kill!"

Chu Yan suppressed the surging qi and blood, shouted violently, and the sixteen black-gold flying swords dazzled again, and quickly turned into a flooded sword array and rushed towards the sword martial arts!

"Heaven Sword, Earth Sword, Human Sword, come out!"

Jian Wuling snorted unambiguously, and spit out three flying swords. The three flying swords were also made of blood-patterned gold. The three flying swords were engraved with three simple characters of heaven, earth and man!

"This breath is the main sword!"

"I didn't expect that the Sword and Martial Spirit didn't summon the main sword to fight against Chu Yan!"

"The day before, the Peng Jie empty formation had no core main sword and was a residual formation!"

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Everyone exclaimed. As we all know, the stronger the sword formation, the higher the requirements for flying swords. The main sword is the core of the sword formation. The flying sword that dominates the entire sword formation. The stronger the talent, at the beginning, in order to test Chu Yan's strength, Jian Wuling did not display the main sword.

"Buzz!"

The three swords of heaven, earth, and man were directly integrated into the eighteen golden swords with blood patterns, and the twenty-one swords instantly transformed into the Tianpeng strike sword array, but at this time, the shadow of the Peng Peng was actually more solid, especially That Dapeng's head actually transformed into a third Peng's eye, and the three Peng's eyes exuded a dazzling golden light, which was the power brought by the three main swords!

"Where is your main sword?"

The sword formation formed by the twenty-one flying swords hovered above the head of the sword spirit. Mutsuko opened the mouth with a ray of light.

"No master wins! Kill!"

The Jiaoyu Soaring Sword Formation was pushed to the extreme, the phantom of the Jiaoyu was extremely solid, and the sixteen black gold flying swords soared and slaughtered towards the sword martial arts!

"It's so good that no one wins, but I want to see how you win, kill!"

Jian Wuling shouted violently, and the full version of Tianpeng's sword formation made of 21 blood-patterned golden swords directly slaughtered it away!

Just when the two sword formations were less than ten meters apart:

"Golden Sky Splitting Heaven Slash!"

"Jiutianqing Lightning Strike!"

"Ice Soul Spin and Kill!"

"Fire Cone Sword Stab!"

"Black Earth Profound Bone Split!"

"Five Elements Sword Formation, kill!"

The five-element sword formation formed by the five-handed attribute flying swords rushed from the flank at extreme speed!

At this moment, the distance is too close. If you dodge, you will lose your momentum. Jian Wuling clenched his teeth suddenly, and directly pushed the power of the sword array to the extreme and slammed it to death.

The Jiaoyu Chongtian Sword was slamming into Tianpeng Xuying's head, and the five-element sword formation directly bombarded Tianpeng Xuying's body from one side!

"Boom!"

The gust of wind whistled, the spiritual power splashed, and the Tianpeng sword array collapsed directly, and a flying sword flew out in the east and west!

After the second collision, the Sword and Martial Spirit was at a disadvantage again, and everyone's head was a bit insufficient. At the same time, how did Chu Yan manage to control the two sword formations?

As we all know, controlling a sword formation requires a very high level of spiritual sense. It is enough to control the sword formation formed by sixteen flying swords with the strength of the eighth level of the Jindan stage, but now this fellow can control another one at the same time. Sword formation, how subtle has this control over the divine sense been?

The crowd exclaimed!

Above the stand, the Celestial Body Sect cheered loudly, while the Jian Yi Sect remained silent. Such a result was beyond their expectations, and Jian Zhengyi had to face this enchanting youth again!

"My sword formation, every flying sword is the main sword, how?"

Chu Yan stood indifferently, his voice flat.

Compared with sword formations, Chu Yan is really not afraid. With the three sword formations in his hand and the strength of his own spiritual sense, what about the eight-time infant robbery powerhouse?

"Very good, Chu Yan, you made my blood boil!"

There was a trace of blood on the corner of Jian Wuling's mouth, and he sneered.

"Get out!"

Jian Wuling shouted violently three times in a row, and spit out fifteen flying swords one after another, all of which were blood-striped golden swords!

"exchange!"

Jian Wuling's fingertips were stained with blood, and his fingers slammed a little!

The twenty-one flying swords in the sky suddenly shook, and they converged towards the fifteen flying swords!

Everyone was stunned. This is a total of thirty-six flying swords. How terrifying is such a sword formation. Has the sword and martial spirit's control over the sword formation reached such a monstrous level?

"Take me this trick Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Sword Formation!"

The sword and martial arts spirit drank violently, and thirty-six flying swords quickly transformed into a huge phantom. Countless array patterns floated out from the flying swords, and the array patterns were intertwined, and they vaguely transformed into a huge phoenix phantom!

"You are too slow!"

Chu Yan sneered, and instantly displayed his immortal golden body, his figure flashed, and directly appeared in the flying sword pattern in the air. Immediately, his right hand turned into the thickness of a bucket, and the cold air above the huge white bone palm filled with cold air. The tiger's head phantom roared and snapped it with a palm!

"boom!"

A pattern that was just formed dissipated!

"Bang bang!"

Chu Yan shot like electricity, and three or four flying swords were slapped and flew out by Chu Yan!

"you……"

Sword and martial arts are so aura that they vomit blood, aren't they competing in sword formations? Why did the deity all participate in the war?

"What are you, I am a body repairer!"

With a sneer, Chu Yan grabbed the two flying swords with both hands, and with a slam, a powerful divine sense burst out, directly erasing most of the divine sense of the sword martial spirit above the two flying swords. Immediately, it was like a dart and slammed towards the sword martial arts!

Seeing that his flying sword was killed by his opponent in the most savage way, Jian Wuling almost vomited blood, and quickly took a few steps back!

"Bang bang!"

The two flying swords were directly inserted into the ground in front of Jian Wuling.

"kill!"

The sword martial spirit was furious, and it was too late to cast the sword formation, but even if more than 30 high-quality flying swords did not use the sword formation, it was absolutely possible to kill a flesh and blood at the same time. Bombed and killed by Chu Yan!

"Dangdangdang!"

The Immortal Golden Body is not a vegetarian. Those flying swords hit Chu Yan's body, spattering countless sparks, as if hitting an iron plate, without causing any damage to Chu Yan!

"change!"

Chu Yan shouted violently, and his body suddenly turned, and all the flying swords that were flying in all directions were shaken out!

The next moment, Chu Yan stepped on the Five Elements Sword Formation and directly attacked the Sword and Martial Spirit!

"Back!"

Jian Wuling was shocked and shouted violently, wanting to recall all the flying swords!

But Chu Yan's speed was so fast that he suddenly disappeared from the sky with a flash, and then a low voice came from the sky:

"Seven-seven sword formation, Qingyi Tianmu sword formation, transform!"

I saw dozens of flying swords flashing out, and a full seven, seven and forty-nine black gold flying swords approached in an instant, enclosing the sword and martial spirit in them!

At this time, Chu Yan's figure flashed less than ten meters away from the sword and martial spirit.

"not good!"

Jian Wuling was shocked, and quickly summoned Feijian and returned.

But it was too late, I saw the forty-nine black gold flying swords running at high speed. Above the flying swords, the pattern lines made up, and floating shadows flashed. The wooden cage directly trapped the sword and martial spirit in it. At the same time, under the collection of flying sword patterns, a vicissitudes of life and long-lasting aura escaped. Suppressed on the Tianmu cage.

"Dangdangdang!"

At this time, the blood-patterned golden sword finally arrived, but the Qingyi Tianmu sword formation has been formed, and the shadows of ancient trees are constantly spinning, and the black gold flying swords are imposing. Was blasted out!

Everyone present was stunned. Forty-nine flying swords, how powerful is Chu Yan's spiritual sense, and what kind of sword formation is this?

At this time, the figures of Chu Yan and Jian Wuling on the arena had all disappeared, leaving only a sword formation surrounded by forty-nine black-gold flying swords and the phantom of the sky!

This son actually cultivated into such a tyrannical sword formation!

Jian Zheng was shocked and had a bad premonition!

In the Qingyi Heavenly Wood Sword Array, Chu Yan and the Sword and Martial Spirit are opposed to each other!

Chu Yan smiled lightly: "You, you have already lost!"