Zhong Nantian held his hands towards the sky, his arms were trembling, and the four flags flying on his head were suddenly merged into one place.
Crack! A sudden thunder sounded in the sky, and dark clouds suddenly churned, and the sky was as dark as the end of the world.
With the four flags as the center, a ten-meter-long sword energy suddenly generated. The flags in the hands of the four guardians were also raised one after another, but this time, they did not smile easily, but trembled and tried their best to raise the flag in their hands.
Suddenly, a sound of electric current sounded. The white light from all the Holy Sword disciples in the sword formation gathered onto their respective sword kings, especially those elders, who almost tried their best. Zhou Lin even bit the tip of his tongue regardless of the fall of his own sword realm, and used his hard work to stimulate his own strength and bless the sword formation.
Although Zhou Lin's power was insignificant, his goal was not even less than Zhong Nantian's victory. He was just in fear, but he did not notice that Lu Ming and others had never looked at him.
The sword energy raised by the four great guardians connected with the sword energy emitted by Zhong Nantian. Then a ray of light flashed from top to bottom, forming a whole, and a huge sword energy that was hundreds of meters high and dozens of meters wide was formed.
The four guardians grinned their teeth, and the muscles on their cheeks were twitching. The four of them practiced together for decades and had already been in harmony with each other, so they didn't need to see it, and they just slashed the sword energy of the sky.
This huge sword energy, carrying a vigorous momentum of collapse in the sky and the earth, was like a collapsed iceberg. The momentum was extremely terrifying.
Bang bang bang bang...
Once the sword energy was taken, blood mist continued to explode on the bodies of the four guardians. That was because their bodies could no longer bear the power of the sword energy, and the meridians burst.
They have become useless people.
Lu Ming stared at the sword energy, and the sword in his hand began to wield continuously, prompting the hurricane to become more violent. In the eyes of many disciples of the Holy Sword Sect, Lu Ming was like a person shaking a huge marshmallow, and the suction and tearing power of the hurricane were so shocking. The huge trees in the sect had risen from the ground. All kinds of buildings also cracked one after another, but only the inconspicuous grass was floating in the wind and not being pulled up.
It seems that grassroots are the most solid.
Lu Ming glanced at Xiaocao, and the hurricane on the tip of the sword in his hand suddenly swept towards the other party.
Zhong Nantian restrained himself and looked at the sword energy and the hurricane calmly. The sword energy slashed into the hurricane. However, it began to float with the hurricane. From time to time, the sword energy would be torn off and added to the power to become a hurricane.
Sima Zhen's eyes lit up. He thought his sword formation was fighting against the other party with a strong force to destroy the other party. However, he knew more clearly that if he fought hard, he would not be able to be shocked or even injured.
Nowadays, using the power of heaven and earth to resolve the power of heaven and earth condensed by the other party is actually the best way.
Using power to transform power? This is definitely a genius move! But how did Lu Ming’s sword formation be figured out?
At this moment, the Beiming Divine Art in Lu Ming's body was rapidly operating. If others could see through his body, they would find that the hurricane in the sky was almost the same as the Beiming Divine Art, the only difference was the size.
That's right, Lu Ming's sword formation was based on the Beiming Divine Art, integrating the rules of heaven and earth of the sword energy continent, and even the rules of the mountain protection formation of the Holy Sword Mountain itself, which created this sword formation.
And this sword formation is a manifestation of Lu Ming's sword rules that combine the two worlds.
As Lu Ming controlled the sword formation to pull the power of heaven and earth, the sword energy in the sky had begun to become dim, and the light on the Holy Sword disciples in the sword formation also began to weaken. They almost watched the energy blessed on them and ran to the hurricane.
The hurricane has reached hundreds of meters in radius, and the hair of many old men has risen one after another. Only Lu Ming, who is in the eye of the wind, has not moved his hair. He is raising his sword to the sky with all his strength.
Lu Ming's sword was moving forward as if it had pierced into the cow tendon that had invaded the water. The hurricane in the sky changed under Lu Ming's silent command. The round hurricane began to stretch. Although the speed was not fast, the change was real.
Looking at the hurricane that gradually formed a sword energy, Zhong Nantian's throat was extremely dry. He glanced at the disciples in the sword formation. They were all looking at him, and there was a look of prayer in his eyes, but all Lu Ming's murderous intent was condensed on him.
Zhong Nantian, standing on the platform, had already felt the wind pressure from the sword energy. However, this pressure had already caused his true energy to be confused.
The instant changes made Zhong Nantian unable to truly react, so he could only raise his sword to resist!
With a bang, Zhong Nantian was slapped on the platform like a fly being patted without any resistance. Several trustworthy elders around him had disappeared, including Zhou Lin, with only a strong smell of blood still left where they were standing.
Most of the other Holy Sword disciples did not react, and felt that an unprecedented huge pressure was shrouded on them, and it would be difficult to move even if they wanted to. Some disciples with slightly lower sword realm sprayed blood from their seven orifices and fell to the ground one after another. Even the pressure carried by this sword was not something they could bear.
However, Zhong Nantian held the sword with both hands, holding it with the force of raising fire to burn the sky. His legs had nowhere to enter the stone platform. His chest was covered with blood splattering, and his bones were making sour moans. It was so difficult that he finally took the sword. But he knew that as long as he did another time, he would definitely die.
"Yes, I've lost now."
Zhong Nantian gritted his teeth and looked at Lu Ming. His ability to seize the power of heaven and earth was really shocking. What's strange is that he was drawing it out and did not destroy the sword formation of the Holy Sword Mountain. The power of heaven and earth that was constantly pulled by the mountain protection formation was equivalent to constantly increasing the power of his sword formation.
So including his sword formation power and then pulling out the sword formation power of the Holy Sword Mountain, I am afraid that no one can defeat the sword saint.
Zhong Nantian suddenly felt his whole body relaxed, looked up at the sword energy that was about to be slashed down again, and smiled bitterly on his face. Without the power of the sword formation, how could he be able to defeat the dozens of sword kings and sword saints of the other party?
Alas! I didn’t expect that Zhong Nantian, who practiced swords for decades, reached the realm of the Sword Saint, had no sect dared to challenge the majesty of the Holy Sword Sect within a radius of hundreds of miles, and paid tribute every year. Even if there were good disciples, as long as they said it, the other party would have to send it obediently. It was already an existence above one overlord.
But unexpectedly, he was defeated by Lu Ming today. His sword formation... is so damn... so fucking hell!
Zhong Nantian really could not accept the crystallization of the wisdom of the heads of the Holy Sword Sect in history. He was broken by a young man, and he was so arrogant that his sword energy could not be taken over even by the peak sword saint.
Moreover, at this moment, the Holy Sword Sect has passed by a sect like the Land of Death.
After decades of hard work, it was destroyed like this. Zhong Nantian felt that his heart was hollowed out... But!
Zhong Nantian glanced at Lu Ming who was indifferent. He was controlling the sword formation with all his strength and would immediately slash the sword energy. And those sword kings and sword saints were also fully supporting Lu Ming to help Lu Ming complete this sword.
They are all busy, and only now is the best time to use their tricks!
Zhong Nantian looked at the fearful disciples and their steps that had begun to escape, and suddenly his whole body was shocked. His hands, who had already been holding towards the sky, suddenly raised them up. The sword energy stone platform under his feet was shattered. He flew in the air, and countless surging and pure energy from heaven and earth gathered towards him.
"ah……"
The disciples around Zhong Nantian suddenly screamed. The disciples at the sword master level were already limp on the ground. Several elders who had reached the sword master level seemed to be imprisoned. They just screamed and could not move, but blood began to spew out of their mouths.
The elders seemed to have seen evil ghosts during the day, and as soon as the blood was released, it would rise upwards and gather around Zhong Nantian. He seemed to feel that the speed was not fast enough, and he held his hands up again. The elders screamed again, and their eyes exploded, and blood began to spew out of their seven orifices. The four sword kings who had broken their meridians were no exception, but their bodies were almost twitching unconsciously.
The howling of thousands of people, coupled with the blood splattering everywhere, immediately turned the original sword formation into a hell on earth.
The sword formation at Zhong Nantian's feet had turned into a blood pool. He stepped on the air above the blood pool, desperately changing his gestures, so that the essence of the blood could not be entangled around him.
The sudden change shocked everyone in Sima Town. Unexpectedly, Zhong Nantian was so cruel that he ignored his disciples. At this moment, he was more like a bloodthirsty maniac.
Lu Ming's heart thumped, and the existence deep in the sword formation that made him feel pressure suddenly jumped, like a dormant giant beast, regaining its vitality.
Dong...dong...dong...dong...dong...
The sound was like a heartbeat that was regaining its beating, and it became faster and faster. When the blood of the Holy Sword disciples was completely drained and floated into the air, the pressure suddenly let out a sharp howl, as if it was a hungry vampire who saw the blood.
"ah……"
The screams were so sharp that the disciples' screams could not be concealed. After this scream, all the elite disciples of the sect fell straight to the ground and fell asleep forever.
Zhong Nantian's body was completely wrapped in blood. At this time, a sword-shaped white light more than one meter long slowly emerged from under his feet and gradually floated towards his head.
Zhong Nantian's face immediately showed a look of pain, his eyes immediately turned blood red, and the blood essence wrapped around him shot towards the sword light above his head.
But those purest blood essences cannot leave any color on the sword light, as if they were swallowed by an invisible mouth. (To be continued...)