C261 Sword Formation
C261 Sword Formation
Lee Yu secretly swallowed his saliva. One of his hands subconsciously touched the long sword on his waist, trying to see if he could withstand the attack.
At this moment, Lee Changqing had a look of disbelief on his face, but his disposition was much higher than Lee Yu's. In just a blink of an eye, he regained his senses.
"An ant shaking a tree, what a wishful thinking!"
He let out a cold snort. His left hand patted the storage bag on his waist, and a stream of light rushed out.
This stream of light was extremely fast, and it was impossible to see its appearance clearly. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of the wooden sword.
Suddenly, a strong wind started blowing in this open space.
This wind seemed to have some kind of strange power. As soon as it appeared, the wooden sword that Yang Xuan had taken out started to shake in the air. Its speed was greatly reduced, as if there were countless obstacles in front of it.
In just a few breaths of time, the wooden sword completely stopped. The light on it had mostly dissipated, and it was difficult for it to even float.
Yang Xuan was startled. He hurriedly pointed at the wooden sword, and at the same time, the Divine Sense quickly spread out, afraid that the wooden sword would be taken away by the other party.
At this moment, the flowing light that Lee Changqing shot out also revealed its appearance. It was a worn-out square mirror. There was only a mirror surface, and there were even two cracks on it.
"You're not bad."
Lee Changqing suddenly said. Although it was a compliment, his tone was cold and his eyes were somewhat gloomy.
He originally wanted to crush Yang Xuan with his absolute strength, and it would be best if he could finish him in one move. After all, the gap between their strengths was huge, but he didn't expect that Yang Xuan would be able to break his attack.
This would be a loss of face for him.
The Qi on Lee Changqing's body began to rise. Powerful Spiritual Force fluctuations soared into the sky, and his body was suspended in the air. At this moment, his Fusion Stage cultivation base was fully displayed.
Yang Xuan's expression was somewhat serious, but the fighting intent in his eyes didn't decrease at all. The crimson wooden sword had already returned to his hand under his guidance. A large amount of Spiritual Force rushed out from his spiritual altar and poured into the wooden sword.
The scorching Qi rose once again, and a long cry could be faintly heard behind him.
The silver shield had always been guarding in front of him. Yang Xuan formed a seal with one hand, and his eyes were fixed on Lee Changqing's figure.
He knew what ___ was thinking, and at this moment, he was using his strongest form. The milky white Spiritual Force rose from his body, and after being dyed by the red light, it looked like a layer of flaming battle armor.
As the Spiritual Force continuously poured in, this layer of "flame" became brighter and brighter.
"Not enough! Not enough!"
Yang Xuan gritted his teeth. The force coming from Lee Changqing's body was too terrifying. If it was an ordinary attack, he would have no chance of winning.
The Spiritual Force of the Flame Separation Spell had already been poured into the wooden sword. At this moment, the wooden sword seemed to be burning. The surface of the sword was covered with flames, and there was even a dark red glow where the flames were burning.
"No, it's still not enough!"
Yang Xuan hesitated for a moment. Then, he changed his hand gesture, and his face turned red.
He once again mobilized some of the Origin Spiritual Force within the wooden sword. This was the unrecoverable strength of the wooden sword itself. Just now, he had broken Lee Changqing's Spiritual Force arm.
After this strength was ignited, the flame on the wooden sword was suddenly withdrawn. However, its aura repeatedly rose and it faintly showed signs of catching up to Lee Changqing.
In the air not far away, Lee Changqing frowned. Immediately, he let out a cold snort. Three long swords suddenly appeared above his palm.
These three long swords looked exactly the same on the outside. The swords were floating in the air, and they were buzzing. The ripples of the Spiritual Force that they emitted seemed to have joined together, as if they were resonating with each other.
"Go!"
Following Lee Changqing's command, the three long swords whistled out. They turned into three rays of light and circled in the air, charging straight at Yang Xuan.
At the same time, Lee Changqing's hands formed a few more hand seals. The old square mirror floating between the two flashed. Immediately, the wind in the hall seemed to have changed slightly.
The speed of the three long swords suddenly increased by more than double. There was also a layer of strange Spiritual Force on the bodies of the swords. Ever since the Spiritual Force appeared, the power of the long swords seemed to have been concealed by two parts.
However, this did not mean that the power had decreased.
Yang Xuan looked at the three streaks of light flying towards him, and his eyelids twitched. His Heavenly Eye was extremely sensitive to Spiritual Force. At this moment... The three long swords were like three scorching suns in his senses. The Spiritual Force's energy waves were incomparably powerful. Its power was far greater than the surface.
However, what shocked him was not just this. There were three dazzling golden beams connecting the three long swords, and he could even feel the flow of the Spiritual Force within them.
"These three swords are one. When all three swords come out at the same time, it will form a sword formation. With the help of the broken mirror, you're in danger now, bumpkin."
The Black Panther's voice suddenly sounded, carrying a hint of schadenfreude.
"Sword formation?"
Yang Xuan frowned. He had heard of sword formations in some books, but they were all tricks used by ordinary people in the pugilistic world. They could not be compared to the three swords in front of him.
Thoughts quickly ran through his mind, and the Heavenly Eye between his eyebrows was secretly activated. He wanted to find the weak point of the three swords.
However, the current situation did not give him any time.
The three swords were extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived. Yang Xuan shouted loudly. The crimson wooden sword in his hand carried the scorching Spiritual Force and rushed out, meeting one of the swords.
At the same time, his figure retreated rapidly. The silver shield was in front of him, ready to defend against the attacks of the other two swords at any time.
The crimson wooden sword collided with one of the three swords. The tip of the sword was facing each other. The Spiritual Force on the Sword God kept colliding with each other, and from time to time, explosive sounds were heard.
The other two swords had originally flown some distance away, but it did not take long for them to turn around and fly back. The tip of the sword was pointed at the crimson wooden sword.
This kind of thing... Yang Xuan did not expect such a change, but when he thought of the connection between the three swords, he quickly understood.
"Three as one!"
He muttered to himself and quickly controlled the wooden sword to dodge to the side.
His reaction speed could not be said to be slow, but the coordination of the three swords was even more exquisite. As they twisted and turned, they surrounded the wooden sword.
The strength of each of the three long swords could not be considered strong, but once they were together, their power would increase exponentially.
With just one collision, the red light on Yang Xuan's wooden sword quickly dimmed. Even though he had already used some of the original power of the wooden sword, he still could not gain any advantage in front of the huge difference in strength.
The four swords that were wrapped by the Spiritual Force flew and collided in the air. One Spiritual Force after another scattered in all directions.