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Chapter 507 She Won't Die

Ye Tianlou and Caromon's disciples quickly retreated, leaving a place for the Tiangang Sect monks to fight.

The disciples of Tiangang Sect patted the storage bag on their waists and sacrificed their own magic weapons. All of their magic weapons were immortal swords.

Everyone's immortal swords are exactly the same, and they can't tell the difference at all. It is obvious that the Tiangang Sect is refining them uniformly.

Of course, not all disciples of the Tiangang Sect have the same immortal sword. If they have a superior position in the sect, they can obtain more sophisticated magic weapons. For example, Kong Zhishen and Li Yiming, their immortal swords are both made of amethyst stone.

Such a fairy sword is extremely sharp, blowing hair and cutting iron like mud.

Li Yiming sacrificed his natal magic weapon, Zitian Sword, waved it towards the void, and hundreds of sword shadows appeared in the world.

"Take action and kill Lu Yang." Li Yiming gave the order, and all the disciples of the Tiangang Sect pinched the magic tricks at the same time.

For a moment, the sword light flashed, and countless immortal swords flew into the air. The immortal sword was divided into two and two into four, and in a blink of an eye, a series of sword shadows turned into. If you look closely, the number of sword shadows these people used was completely

Different, most of them can only use thirty-six sword shadows, a small number can reach 72, and some more can be 81.

The Tiangang Sect sword formation is divided into five levels, with the least being eighteen sword shadows, followed by thirty-six paths, and then seventy-two paths to eighty-one paths. It is said that when the Tiangang Sword Array is practiced to the limit, it can transform into illusions.

One hundred and eight sword shadows have emerged. However, so far, there are only a handful of disciples of the Tiangang Sect who can use such sword shadows.

The number of sword shadows used by monks has a lot to do with their fellow practitioners, but it is not absolute.

If a cultivator has strong comprehension ability, he can still cast 108 sword shadows even if he has not reached the Nascent Soul Realm.

However, among these monks, except for the genius monk Li Yiming, no one can do it. Even his master Kong Zhicheng can only display eighty-one sword shadows. If one person uses the Tiangang Sword Formation, its power will not be

It is weak, but it is difficult to kill Lu Yang. These Dao Sword Shadows are used at the same time and are arranged into a large formation. It is very difficult for Lu Yang to resist.

In a blink of an eye, sword shadows were everywhere in the sky. The disciples of Tiangang Sect also knew that there was a powerful formation restriction on the height of three zhang, and the immortal swords they sacrificed were only suspended below three zhang. In this way, the formation of the prehistoric mountains would not attack.

The sword formation is so high that it can exert all its strength.

As soon as these sword shadows appeared, Li Yiming shot a complex magic trick into the void and shouted in a low voice: "Total control!!!"

Everyone also made a magic trick, and their magic tricks merged into the void and disappeared.

The next moment, the momentum emitted by Li Yiming instantly increased to an unimaginable level, and his cultivation was infinitely close to that of a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. Not only that, his clothes churned violently without wind, and

There was a squeak sound, and he raised his right hand and pointed at Lu Yang, and said in a sequel: "Lu Yang, I see how you are?"

Li Yiming shouted softly, and thousands of immortal swords were quickly arranged into a powerful sword formation under his control. As soon as the sword formation appeared, a huge pressure was generated invisibly in the surrounding space, and this pressure was

The energy contained in it is not as powerful as the spiritual power emitted by the monks in the Jindan stage.

As soon as such a huge pressure appeared, Ye Tianlou and Caromon disciples felt difficulty breathing.

The first time everyone saw the power of the Tiangang Sword Formation, they looked at each other, quickly used the magic to retreat, and retreated a hundred feet away before stopping. Stop ####, everyone looked at Lu Yang at the same time,

They all wanted to know whether Lu Yang, who was famous on the continent, could withstand this magical power.

When Lu Yang killed Li Zhe, he saw its power and responded again, he had already thought about how to resist it. However, it was not easy to resist such a powerful magical power, if you are careless, you are not careful.

He might be seriously injured. He looked at Dong Ling'er beside him and said, "Ling'er, go there first..."

"Lu Yang, let's resist together!" Dong Ling'er knew the power of the Tiangang Sword Formation, and she was worried that Lu Yang could not resist alone.

Lu Yang gave her a look of not worrying and said, "Don't worry, this magical power can't hurt me."

Hearing this, Dong Ling'er was silent for a little, and then said, "Okay, I'll go there and wait for you, you must come back safely."

Lu Yang nodded, slapped the storage bag around his waist, and sacrificed his natal magic weapon, Blood-Drinking Sword.

Dong Ling'er flashed and quickly walked behind Lu Yang, and flew a hundred feet away in a blink of an eye.

Li Yiming snorted coldly, looked at Dong Ling'er flying, and said disdainfully: "What, do you want to run away?" After saying that, he pointed to the void and hundreds of fairy swords flew towards Lu Yang.

These fairy swords flew amazingly fast. In a blink of an eye, they came to Lu Yang. Lu Yang raised the blood-drinking knife in his hand and slashed it over.

The sound of jingling came continuously, and every time the Blood-Drinking Sword was cut, an immortal sword was defeated.

Seeing this result, Lu Yang was stunned. These fairy swords had good attack power, but they were not as powerful as they imagined.

After a moment, Lu Yang finally knew what was going on. He secretly shouted, "It's not good, but it's too late."

At this time, Li Yiming pinched the magic trick again, and the remaining fairy sword roared and headed straight for Dong Ling'er under his control.

Each immortal sword has substantial attack power, and millions of immortal swords attack at the same time. The attack power contained in it can be imagined, which can be compared with the full-strength attack of the US dollar-level cultivator. With such a powerful attack power, Dong Ling'er only has the Dan

It is impossible to resist the initial cultivation level.

The fairy sword was astonishingly fast, and a flash of light was flashing. It was almost like Dong Ling'er's face. If these fairy swords fell on her, she would undoubtedly die.

Dong Ling'er's face changed drastically. She didn't expect that Li Yiming seemed to want to kill Lu Yang. In fact, those Taoist fairy swords attacked Lu Yang were just a cover. The person who really wanted to kill was her. Dong Ling'er looked at Lu Yang who was chopping towards her immortal sword.

She sighed secretly, and she seemed to see no hope of living. She hesitated for a moment and slapped the storage bag around her waist.

Then, a fairy sword appeared out of nowhere and floated above the head.

Dong Ling'er raised her right hand and made a magic trick. The fairy sword floating above her head roared and flew over. At the same time, she stepped down and flew back quickly. She knew that doing so would not stop the oncoming fairy sword, but

I can delay for a while, I just hope that after Lu Yang cuts off the fairy swords, I can take time to help her stop them.

However, Dong Ling'er knew in her heart that even if Lu Yang cut off the immortal swords, she would probably not have time to come. After all, the two were hundreds of feet apart, and the immortal swords were about to come to her. Even if Lu Yang descended to earth, it would be difficult for him to resist at the same time.

Attacks from both places, unless he has a powerful clone?

It is difficult to cultivate the clone. For thousands of years, no monk on the mainland has successfully practiced.

The Tiangang Sword Formation is getting closer and closer, and is about to come to her, Dong Ling'er closed her eyes in despair. She suddenly shouted loudly: "Lu Yang, don't forget that there was a girl who once loved you..."

This final confession echoed between heaven and earth, and Dong Ling'er's voice was obviously desolate.

A hint of unbearableness flashed in Li Yiming's eyes, but he thought that if he did not kill Dong Ling'er, he would capture him alive, which would be very difficult and would even affect his future plans. In the end, Li Yiming gave up the plan to capture him alive. As long as he killed Dong Ling'er, Lu Yang would definitely

Losing your mind in anger will make it easier to kill.

These thoughts flashed through my mind, and Li Yiming sneered: "Ling'er, you know that you loved the wrong person now! If you followed me, such a scene would not have happened. And Lu Yang, he can't give you anything,

I can only kill you. If you fall in love with a man with many women and die for him, I feel worthless for you..."

Dong Ling'er smiled, and she suddenly opened her eyes and said, "There is nothing wrong. You have never fallen in love with each other. I don't know that giving for your beloved is a kind of happiness."

Li Yiming has never fallen in love with each other. He has been unrequited love for all these years. His face darkened and he said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense to me. If he really loves you, he will not watch you be killed and will be powerless."

Dong Ling'er did not answer him, but she looked at Lu Yang with a deep feeling in her eyes.

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on Dong Ling'er, and almost everyone believed that such a beautiful woman would soon lose her beauty. No one paid attention to Lu Yang, nor did anyone see Lu Yang suddenly slapped her waist.

In the storage bag, a soul-striking banner was sacrificed, and then a magic trick was made on the black banner, which was covered with a rich black fog within ten feet.

In the black fog, you can vaguely hear the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling. If you look carefully, you can see a huge ghost flashing.

There was a black fog in the sky, and even if everyone did not look, they could discover this phenomenon.

The next moment, everyone looked into the black fog at the same time, and when they saw the situation in the black fog, they were all stunned.

Li Yiming seemed to have thought of something, snorted coldly, and said, "Lu Yang, even if you sacrificed the evil ghost in the soul-summoning banner, even if that evil ghost has the strength of the Nascent Soul-Stage cultivation, so what? I admit that the evil ghost

You can block the hundreds of immortal swords, but can you save Dong Ling'er who is about to be killed?"

At this moment, the fairy sword had arrived in front of Dong Ling'er, only ten feet away from her.

At such a close distance, it was only a matter of the fairy sword killing Dong Ling'er for a moment. Even if Lu Yang uses the magical power of shrinking the ground and forming a ruler, it is too late.

Seeing that Lu Yang did not answer, Li Yiming burst into laughter and said, "Lu Yang, I wonder what you would feel when you watch your beloved woman die?"

"She won't die." After Lu Yang said this, he suddenly raised his left hand and pinched a complicated and ancient magic trick.

At this moment, no one took Lu Yang's words to heart, and everyone thought that Dong Ling'er would definitely die.

Even Dong Ling'er herself felt that she could not survive. After hearing Lu Yang's words, she had tears in her eyes and said, "Lu Yang, don't use the secret technique to save me. If you say this, I will die with peace of mind..."

However, the next scene made everyone's eyes widen, and no one could have thought that such a result would be.


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