Faced with such a life-and-death situation.
A flash of cruelty flashed in Ye Fan's eyes, and when he was about to use the blood-burning forbidden technique to protect himself, a whistling sound suddenly came from his ears.
The six flying swords came instantly from a distance like shining light, knocking back Cangsong's life-threatening sword blow.
The flying sword exploded with terrifying speed as if it cut the air along the way, leaving six irregular arc-shaped trajectories in the air, which was very beautiful.
After the six flying swords successfully rescued Ye Fan from Cangsong, they did not stop there, but launched a fierce attack on Cangsong with lightning speed, slashing the chaos like a madman.
cut;
Although this type of attack was unorganized, the victory was that it was so fast that it once shocked Cangsong so much that he had no room to fight back;
By the time Cangsong reacted, he was already forced back tens of meters by Liu Jian.
"This is... a sword formation!?"
Cangsong looked at the six flying swords that made a fierce attack and then turned around and hovered in front of Ye Fan, with a flash of horror in his eyes;
Judging from the induction of the fight just now, he can determine that this should be some kind of sword-centered weapon array, and it is a heaven-level weapon array. The power of each sword is no less than the three breaths of the Heavenly Soul Realm.
A sharp blow on all levels.
When the six swords are combined, there is a subtle tendency to cooperate with each other;
It is enough to threaten ordinary soul masters at the post-breath level of the Heavenly Soul Realm.
If not, he would never have been caught off guard and beaten into such a miserable state.
Fortunately, the quality of those long swords was average, at best, they could only reach the Five Elements to Earth-grade level. If they were replaced by Heaven-grade long swords, the attack just now could be improved by 20 to 30% at least;
In this case, there is no guarantee that he might actually be injured.
The eyes of Ye Fan, Tang Yuan and others all fell on the six flying swords hovering in mid-air at this moment.
Seeing that although the six flying swords were of similar quality, their styles were different;
The first flying sword has an extremely narrow blade, like a silver rainbow, shining with an icy cold light;
The blade of the second flying sword is very broad, and it looks very heavy at first glance. It is spread across the air like a mountain. The one that made the most noise just now was this sword. It was swung with majestic momentum, and the sound of wind and thunder could be heard endlessly.
The third sword is red in color and exudes a strong fire energy. It seems to be made of some kind of fire-attribute fine iron. When you get closer, a blazing heat will spread from it.
The remaining three handles are also different, some are as slender and sharp as a needle, some are as curved and dexterous as a snake's body, and some are green like vegetation.
However, one thing is surprisingly the same, that is, there is a shallow spiritual pattern seal on these long swords, which perfectly blends with the surrounding formation.
Ye Fan and others are most familiar with the aura emanating from this spiritual pattern. Hao Ran belongs to Lu Feng's unique heaven and earth profound energy.
Although they were reluctant to believe it, their intuition told them that such a sword formation must have been made by Lu Feng, who had already controlled it in a short period of time.
Although there are only six flying swords at the moment, which is far less terrifying than the thousands of flying swords of the Craftsman Ranger, it is still a small achievement;
To be able to achieve success overnight in such a shocking formation is already very impressive in their eyes.
At this time.
Lu Feng's figure walked slowly from a distance, his steps steady and firm, like a peerless sword, exuding a cold aura.
Because his clothes were worn out after a night of hard work, Lu Feng now put on a simple and elegant robe. His clothes fluttered as he walked, giving him a very calm and reassuring attitude.
It seemed as if as long as he was there, there would be nothing that couldn't be settled.
As Lu Feng approached, the six flying swords began to tremble slightly, as if they were responding to Lu Feng's arrival and welcoming their master.
"Old Lu is still awesome!" Tang Yuan hugged Ye Fan, who had retreated to his side, and said with admiration: "Our two new skills are far worse than the sword formation of this guy Lao Lu."
Ye Fan's face showed a hint of frustration, and he sighed dumbly: "There is really no way to compare with this monster."
With the six swords flying to save the situation just now, Ye Fan asked himself in his mind that if he was the one stabbing directly, he was not sure that he would be able to deal with it.
Cangsong looked at Lu Feng with a look of surprise at this moment. He originally thought that Ye Fan and Tang Yuan were already the best among the younger generation, but he did not expect that Lu Feng was even better than them;
Facing Tang and Yuan, he disdainfully thought of killing them quickly and hiding them from others, without thinking too much;
But facing Lu Feng who appeared in front of him at this moment, his heart became uncertain. Lu Feng's age and the strength he showed made him feel a little frightened and fearful, and he even felt a hint of threat;
This threat does not come from the apparent gap in strength, but from a sense of oppression coming from within.
He knew very well that when it came to people like Lu Feng, he had to either not offend him or not. Once he was offended, he would definitely be killed, otherwise it would definitely lead to endless troubles.
Thinking that there is no blood feud between us.
Cangsong hesitated and said calmly: "Everyone, you might as well take a step back and hand over my sect's wooden box. I don't want to be the same as you."
It was as if, compared to Tiejuan, the death of his disciple Wei Wuhen was nothing in his heart.
Just as Lu Feng was about to speak, Ye Fan's angry voice suddenly came from behind: "Old Lu, kill him. This old guy is the old pine dog who attacks your sect at night."
In an instant.
Lu Feng's peaceful mood suddenly exploded like a ignited oil barrel, and a strong murderous intention surged crazily from deep in his heart.
Qingshan Wulao, Huang Helou, Bi Kongjing, Tian Jishu, were seriously injured!
Gu Tianlao and Xia Yangzhou died in battle!
Di Yuhu, Chen Shangu and many other elders were all killed tragically by their opponents!
Everything was caused by that night attack.
That sudden assassination almost wiped out most of his Qingshan Sword Sect.
And Cangsong, one of the culprits, was right in front of him at this moment!
How can such hatred and grudges be eliminated!?
Lu Feng's gaze towards Cangsong suddenly became sharp and fierce, flashing with blazing anger and endless killing intent. The six flying swords floating around his body seemed to feel his suppressed killing intent, and they trembled and let out sword sounds.
Cangsong learned that Lu Feng was actually the master of the Qingshan Sword Sect, and his face was full of shock and surprise. He never expected that the master of a great sword sect could actually be an formation master?
Realizing that there was a blood feud between them, and that there was absolutely no chance of reconciliation in the current conflict, the murderous intention in his heart instantly surged out;
He understood that if he didn't take this opportunity to kill everyone in front of him, given their talent and age, once they started to take revenge, it would be impossible for him to sit securely as the head of the Phantom Sword Sect.
The battle is imminent;
It was like a tight bowstring breaking in an instant.
Lu Fengfeng took out his hand angrily and took one step forward. The six flying swords suddenly flew forward like rocks, turning into six streaks of lightning and stabbing at the pines crazily;
The terrifying and fierce attack was like a crazed ferocious beast, filled with majestic anger, and every long sword was full of murderous intent, threatening to tear the pine tree alive.
Faced with Lu Feng's terrifying offensive that was as violent as a storm and regardless of consumption, Cangsong was forced to only defend blindly, and was beaten back by six flying swords.
But it was only suppressed. After all, he had the strength at the seven-breath level of the Heavenly Soul Realm, so he would not fall under such a chaotic and indiscriminate bombardment.
The reason why he didn't break this attack immediately was because he wanted to take advantage of Lu Feng's anger and loss of reason to consume him more so that he could be more relaxed when he turned back to kill him.
As the two men attacked and defended, almost no trace of the surrounding official roads was intact in an instant, and they were covered with dense and sharp sword marks, full of the solemn meaning of destruction.
With such a frenzied attack, Lu Feng pushed the pines back more than a hundred meters, and did not stop until he reached the wall of a barren mountain.
Seeing that he was forced to have no way out, Cangsong was about to break the offensive and counterattack, but he didn't expect that Lu Feng would take the initiative to stop. This really surprised him.
Logically speaking, he has been forced to a dead end, so taking advantage of the situation and pursuing him is the best option. If we stop now, wouldn't all our previous efforts be wasted?
Cangsong looked at Lu Feng, who was approaching with the sword formation and was already standing twenty meters away from him, with stunned eyes, and couldn't help but be startled.
Seeing that the anxious and furious look on Lu Feng's face at this moment actually completely receded, his aura no longer had the slightest hint of impatience, but was instead very calm?
This made him a little unbelievable that he could calm down so quickly under such furious murderous intent?
A thought came to Cangsong's mind for no reason: 'Could it be that... the previous crazy bombing attack was intentional on his part?'
'The purpose is not to kill yourself, but simply to vent the out-of-control murderous intention in your heart?'
'Now is the time to really prepare to take action?'
If so...
Cangsong's heart trembled, it was hard to imagine that Lu Feng could have such a mind.
Lu Feng seemed to have captured Cangsong's astonished expression, a cold expression rose at the corner of his mouth, and his whole aura was like a polished and sharp sword that had just been unsheathed.
With his character, how could he easily lose his mind?
Before that, I was just full of anger and murderous intent, and I didn't want to vent my anger.
To be continued...