In the void, sixteen long swords rotated rapidly, their positions changed unpredictably, and their sword energy was like a rainbow.
In the array of sword shadows, Ye Yang was trapped inside.
The fierce sword energy that surged in, emitted bursts of whistling sounds, and was so powerful that if an ordinary person were trapped inside, they would probably be beaten to pieces on the spot.
However, the spiritual energy shield on Ye Yang's body at this moment, and those sword lights sweeping over it, were unable to hurt him at all.
"Sword shadow strangulation!"
Fang Yuquan was at the center of the formation, staring at Ye Yang sternly, his hands quickly changing the sword techniques, and then with a deep shout, the sword light in the formation instantly became violent.
boom!
In almost an instant, countless sword lights gathered together, suddenly forming a tornado and strangled Ye Yang.
However, such fancy formation moves have no effect at all in the face of absolute power.
I saw Ye Yang activating the rocket launcher martial spirit, pouring the spiritual power from the origin of heaven and earth into it, and suddenly a bright and terrifying light bloomed.
boom!
As soon as the cannon was fired, the storm of sword shadows that swept over it didn't even have the power to resist, it just exploded directly.
The endless sword energy dissipated in an instant.
"What?!"
Fang Yuquan's expression changed drastically, and he looked at this scene in disbelief.
Naturally, he had experienced the power of the powerful people at the beginning of the Holy Spirit Realm when he was in the sect.
But he didn't expect that Ye Yang's offensive was much more terrifying than those of the early Holy Spirit Realm powerhouses he had seen before.
With just one move, he easily defeated the strongest attack of the sword formation, which was jointly used by more than a dozen of their fellow disciples.
Such a result was obviously unacceptable to Fang Yuquan's always arrogant attitude.
But if he doesn't accept it, what can he do?
Moreover, Ye Yang is now carrying a rocket launcher and aiming at the position of the formation where he is.
There is no nonsense, spiritual power triggers soul skills, and the cannon is fired directly.
Bang! Bang! Bang...!!
In an instant, martial spirit cannonballs were fired at Fang Yuquan mercilessly.
These shells are not only made of condensed spiritual power, but also contain the soul skill of the bazooka spirit, Thunder Crit.
The moment the cannonball exploded, the force of thunder that exploded wantonly was filled with suffocating energy fluctuations, and its lethality was extremely terrifying.
After six shells were fired, there was only a loud "boom" sound, and the sword formation formed by more than a dozen disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect collapsed.
All those long swords were broken into pieces.
At the same time, accompanied by screams, a dozen disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect flew out with their bodies covered in blood.
Although the casualties were unknown, looking at the tragic state of his fall to the ground, it was obvious that he had completely lost the strength to fight anymore.
As for Fang Yuquan, who was at the center of the formation just now and was specially cared for by the bazooka spirit, no one could be seen at this moment. He had been blasted to pieces long ago.
Seeing this scene, the disciples of the sect around them couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, their faces full of shock.
Unexpectedly, in just ten breaths of time, Ye Yang alone could annihilate all the people of the Ancient Sword Sect!
And still in the sword formation, there was no resistance at all.
Such a powerful record is undoubtedly many times more powerful than the entry-level Holy Spirit Realm experts they knew in the past!
After all, no one has ever seen a martial artist possess three formation spirits and two martial souls at the same time.
How can we fight like this?
For a time, most of the sect disciples were timid.
Especially the members of the lower-level sects, they all swallowed secretly, completely losing their urge to be cannon fodder.
"Does a mere casual cultivator really think that by getting a breakthrough in the Holy Spirit Fruit, he will have the capital to go wild with the forces of our sect?"
Teng Chi's eyes were fierce, and he snorted without fear: "I'm going to see today whether our Demonic Sect's treasure weapon can do anything to you!"
After saying this, he turned his palm and took out a black metal treasure.
This treasure is about the size of a palm, shaped like a mountain peak, covered with mysterious runes, lingering in black air, and emitting heart-stopping dark energy fluctuations.
Black Hell Peak!
When they saw this weapon, the eyes of the Demon Yin Sect disciples suddenly flashed.
Unexpectedly, during this trip, the great elder actually gave it to Teng Chi, bringing the secret realm with him!
This Black Hell Peak can be regarded as one of the five treasures of their Demonic Yin Sect, and it is very powerful.
Once used, it can unleash an extremely powerful offensive, and even those who are powerful in the Holy Spirit Realm cannot escape suppression.
However, those who are not strong enough will suffer the side effects of energy backlash if they try to activate it.
"Senior Brother Teng, no."
At this time, a black figure spoke to stop him.
It was Miao Xiaoxiao from the Demon Yin Sect. She walked up to him swayingly and tried to dissuade her: "Master said that we can no longer kill innocent people indiscriminately."
"This young master has not done anything to offend our Demon Yin Sect. In fact, there is no need to cause trouble and kill each other."
"How about I have a nice talk with him and see if we can resolve it amicably?"
Teng Chi's face darkened and he snorted coldly: "You bitch who eats the inside and outside of the body, since you admire that boy so much, go and be buried with him!"
After saying this, Teng Chi clapped out a palm and suddenly hit Miao Xiaoxiao's tall chest.
"ah!"
With a sweet cry, Miao Xiaoxiao was knocked upside down and fell right into Ye Yang, as if throwing herself into his arms.
Ye Yang stretched out his right hand and caught the other party easily, and his palm happened to be on her chest.
Full feel, quite soft.
"Thank you, sir."
Miao Xiaoxiao fell into Ye Yang's arms as if she was exhausted, her red lips pursed, showing off her charm.
And the moment his eyes met Ye Yang's, a charm instantly rushed into Ye Yang's mind.
However, this level of charm cannot even break through Ye Yang's indestructible mental defense.
"Huh?"
Seeing that the charm technique at such a close distance had no effect on Ye Yang, Miao Xiaoxiao felt a little startled and immediately raised her jade hand.
As the black energy surged, he struck directly at Ye Yang's chest with a Heart-Breaking Palm move.
If it is hit, the heart will burst instantly.
But the next second, a black hand stretched out from Ye Yang's chest strangely and grabbed Miao Xiaoxiao's jade hand.
This black hand is Ye Yang's shadow martial spirit.
Under the suppression of powerful force, the opponent's heart-breaking palm could not touch Ye Yang at all.
"you……"
Miao Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and looked at Ye Yang in disbelief.
Obviously, he didn't expect that his every move would be seen through by the latter.
Ye Yang raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said indifferently: "Don't you think your trick-or-treating acting is too fake?"
After saying that, before the other party could react, his hands were like iron pliers, and he suddenly grabbed Miao Xiaoxiao's neck.
Hearing a 'click' sound, he directly twisted his neck bone with his backhand.
In Ye Yang's view, there is only one kind of enemy, regardless of gender, age or child.
Although there was no sympathy at all, Miao Xiaoxiao died happily without excessive torture.