Su Changli only took one glance and realized the mystery of Kunwu Sword Formation.
Hundreds of disciples, thousands of sword energy, the highest level of cultivation is obviously no more than the golden elixir, but they are able to temporarily surround Sang Luo in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, which should not be underestimated.
Sang Luo was surrounded by heavy sword energy, and a smile appeared in his eyes. This Kunwu Sword Sect's sword formation actually had the ability to suppress the realm!
She could truly feel that her cultivation realm was being suppressed.
The girl's heart aroused the desire to fight, and she walked on fire. She held a sword in one hand and made a seal with the other. Thousands of sword energy suddenly appeared behind her, heading towards the sword energy that wanted to surround her——
The soldiers met in close combat, making a clanging sound of metal friction. Sang Luo flipped his wrist and used a move of fire and phoenix to set a prairie fire, breaking the Kunwu Sword Sect's sword formation.
The fire phoenix emerged from the sword formation. In an instant, all the disciples of the Kunwu Sword Sect were defeated by the tyrannical sword intent and spiritual power and scattered in all directions.
Sang Luo kept in mind that he was just testing, and it would be bad if he hurt someone. His spiritual power spread out from his body, catching all the hundreds of disciples and gently placing them on the ground.
The disciples of Kunwu Sword Sect were a little confused. Didn't she come here to cause trouble?
Sang Luo was about to speak when she suddenly noticed a very strong sword energy coming in front of her. She subconsciously ducked back and then raised her sword to block.
The two long swords buzzed in the air. Sang Luo was stirred by the sword energy and took dozens of steps back, his wrists trembling uncontrollably.
What a strong sword energy!
She looked back and fell silent.
The person who came was a little old man, with a thin body and sharp eyes. He was holding a green sword in his hand. The sword he used on her just now was extremely powerful, but now his hands were shaking.
Then Sang Luo saw that his hands were shaking and his whole body was shaking.
"Su Changli, I want to kill you!"
He roared angrily and charged towards Su Changli.
Sang Luo was confused. What did this little old man want to do?
Looking for death?
It's okay for him to hit her, but wouldn't hitting his master mean he was seeking death?
Su Changli was also a little confused. He didn't even draw his sword. He raised his hand and condensed a sword energy to block the little old man's fatal blow.
"Sword Lord Changli, show mercy!"
Lin Qinghan and Lu Changsheng ran out of the gate of Kunwu Sword Sect one after another, stretched out their hands and shouted to Su Changli.
Although their great uncle has the cultivation level of the middle stage of becoming a god, his body has been severely weakened in the past hundred years due to injuries sustained a few years ago, and he is not able to survive at all!
Su Changli actually recognized this elder. In addition, Kunwu Sword Sect wanted to ask for something, so naturally he would not be cruel. He only waved his hand slightly, and the little old man was sent back to the ground safely.
.
Then, with an angry look on his face, he came towards Su Changli and killed him again, shouting,
"You actually humiliated me like this, I will kill you!"
At this moment, Zhang Jianting ran over with a junior brother and a junior sister. When he saw his uncle's actions, his eyes widened and he shouted,
"Why don't you hurry up and hold me down, Uncle Master!"
What a joke, now the combined combat power of the entire Kunwu Sword Sect may not be able to beat Su Changli. What kind of trouble is this, Uncle Master?
Lin Qinghan and Lu Changsheng reacted instantly and quickly stepped forward to hold down their great uncle.
Lu Changsheng said,
"We are guests, uncle. Didn't you teach us to treat each other with courtesy?"
Zhang Jianting gritted his teeth,
"You angered someone but you couldn't beat him. Do you want the Kunwu Sword Sect to fall?"
Lin Qinghan felt that he would not be destroyed, but he still squeezed out a few words coldly,