On the other hand, Ling Haotian's duel was even more dangerous. With his current cultivation level, he could not match the Wanxiang Realm at all. It was an insurmountable gap. Ling Haotian's face was solemn, his hands moved slightly, and the long sword behind him flew out of the scabbard. This was the first time that when he was facing the enemy, he had all the swords.
"Boy, I think you'd better surrender. Although each of these swords is a top-grade good sword, it's similar to scrap iron in my eyes. Don't think that you can drive such a sword at the same time. You can drive so many people in the cultivation world." The old man in Xuanyi looked at Ling Haotian with a mocking look, his eyes as if he was looking at a dead person.
Ling Haotian did not answer. He drove all the swords to cover the entire sky densely. These long swords kept changing in the void, transforming into an extremely strange pattern, and each sword was in a specific position.
"It's actually a sword formation. However, unless you can set up your Chaoyang Sect's Lotus Star Sky Array alone, you will have to die." The old man in Xuanyi roared wildly, and his figure suddenly rose up, rushing towards Ling Haotian with a wave of overwhelming momentum. His powerful aura actually caused the swords surrounding him in the void to start to shake.
Ling Haotian moved his fingers and immediately several long swords broke out of the air and slashed hard at the old man in Xuanyi. The old man in Xuanyi shook his whole body and waved his long sleeves, immediately threw the long swords out. The man suddenly used his spiritual power in the void, and a powerful palm wind slapped at Ling Haotian fiercely.
Ling Haotian's face was as quiet as water. With his hands, several swords with sword light were slashed out horizontally. The swords were as fast as lightning. In just a moment, they flew to the old man in Xuanyi, forming a dazzling sword net, wrapping the old man in Xuanyi. The old man in Xuanyi rotated quickly in the void. The powerful spiritual power around him fluctuated for a moment, and bounced the long swords that wrapped him away.
"Boy, if you only have this ability, you'd better surrender."
"Capture your mother, you are dead old man. If you want me to be beaten to death by you, you will be sick!" Ling Haotian suddenly started to curse.
The old man in Xuanyi was stunned at first, then screamed in anger and rushed towards Ling Haotian. Ling Haotian entered the magic weapon to make the swords, and the sword rained like the wind, surrounding the old man in Xuanyi was so angry that he almost lost his mind by Ling Haotian's words that he thought that these swords were the same as the previous swords, and he didn't even look at them, and slapped them hard with his palms.
Suddenly, a golden rune floated out of these long swords, and a twisted in the void. A huge thunder suddenly appeared in the void, as fast as lightning. It blinked and slashed on the old man in the dark clothes. The old man in the dark clothes had only struck one by one. Although he was not injured, he was also a little embarrassed.
"Zhu Zi, I actually engraved a thunder-induced curse on the sword!" The old man in Xuanyi was full of murderous aura, and a vast aura suddenly burst out from his body. The shocking air fluctuated violently. The terrifying pressure made Ling Haotian feel great depression. He could hardly control the swords around the old man in Xuanyi.
"Ah!" The old man in Xuanyi shouted loudly, and a terrifying spiritual power burst out from his body. These spiritual powers collided with the long swords in the void, making a trembling sound. Then, all of these long swords fell to the ground.
Ling Haotian suddenly took two steps back, and a trace of blood had already flowed out of the corner of his mouth. In just a moment, the old man in black clothes had already slapped it hard, and sealed it on Ling Haotian's chest.
The strong palm wind, Ling Haotian, who had been oppressed before he could get close, could hardly open his eyes, but a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his hands suddenly pinched a print in the void, "Wan Jian Gui Yi!"
The old man in Xuanyi slapped Ling Haotian in the chest. Ling Haotian could not catch such a domineering palm. He suddenly activated his spiritual power to protect his chest. His hands shook in the void. He felt that his internal organs seemed to be shifting. He retreated several feet back to stabilize his body. However, the old man in Xuanyi suddenly covered his chest. He looked at Ling Haotian in disbelief. Just now, when he hit Ling Haotian with one palm, such a strong palm rebounded back most of his strength at the moment when he injured Ling Haotian. "Why can you return my palm power back."
Just when he was still shocked, countless long swords that had fallen on the ground on his back had been suspended in the air at some point. The swords were densely intertwined together, and a dazzling sword light burst out, which suddenly turned into a huge long sword. A three-meter-long sword light suddenly burst out and stabbed hard at the back of the old man in Xuanyi. The powerful sword energy was faintly accompanied by the wind and thunder.
The old man in Xuanyi suddenly turned around and slapped the sword with a palm. However, the sword seemed to be heavy, and it forced him to take a step back. The old man in Xuanyi was shocked, and his hands formed a fist, and he smashed it out with a shocking force. However, the long sword changed again.
Ling Haotian's magic trick rose again and shouted softly: "Sword roared at Jiutian!"
At this moment, the sword that had originally formed a piece suddenly scattered. The old man in Xuanyi's clothes punched the sky with such a sharp punch, and his blood suddenly surged. At this time, all the swords that had spread out burst out with a three-meter-long sword light, covering the sky, like a god-like punishment, hitting the old man in Xuanyi.
The old man in black clothes quickly retracted his momentum to protect his body. He did not investigate for a moment. He was slashed hard by a sword light, and blood was flowing like a stream of blood. He roared and stomped his feet on the ground. He jumped into the sky like a roc, and his palms turned into strong winds, slapped the swords to the ground.
"Boy, you can actually hurt me. Unfortunately, you can only do this. Today, you will definitely die."
The old man in Xuanyi walked through the sword net and his legs came out, and afterimages appeared in the void, kicking Ling Haotian hard in the chest. Although Ling Haotian used the supreme mental method to remove most of his strength, the gap between classes was incomparable. He suddenly stepped back several steps, fell to the ground, and had one palm and two legs in succession. Ling Haotian felt that his whole body was almost disintegrated, and his internal organs seemed to have moved, and he couldn't even speak. He coughed lightly and said weakly: "That's... Ling Feng Palm and Fu Yun Chuan Yue Legs of Lingyun Villa... You are... from Lingyun Villa..."
"So what? Boy, it's okay to let you know, anyway, you're going to die soon." The old man in Xuanyi looked fierce and walked towards Ling Haotian step by step.