Ma Qun secretly thought that something was wrong, and he would intervene if he moved.
At this time, even if the Supreme Elder tried his best to offend Qian Renyuan, he absolutely could not let Zheng Haotian die here. However, as soon as he made a move, a strong and powerful palm gently pressed on his body.
his shoulders.
The horses turned around and took a look, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Senior Brother Gao, you are finally here."
The owner of that palm was Gao Sheng. He nodded slightly and his eyes fell on the two intertwined sword formations on the life and death arena. The look in his eyes was extremely cold.
After Ma Qun learned the identities of Yu Weihua and Lin Ting, he immediately sent someone to notify Gao Sheng.
However, this time, not only Gao Sheng came, but not far behind him, there were two beautiful women standing side by side.
One is the famous Wang Yiyuan in Fengchu Peak. She is a top-level spiritual master with extremely strong talent in cultivation. Both Wenren Bingying and the elders in the peak regard her with special eyes. Although she is only a sixth-level spiritual master now.
, but everyone knows that once she crosses the sixth level, she will definitely become a core disciple of Fengchu Peak instead of an elder within the peak.
In addition to Wang Yiyuan, there is also a handsome woman with a charming face and a pair of big eyes that are as bright as water.
There seems to be an indescribable magic power on her body. As long as she stands there, she can attract people's eyes involuntarily without even making any movements.
In Ma Qun's impression, the only person with such outstanding grace and grace seems to be Senior Sister Wenren Bingying.
At this time, the girl moved lightly and came to Yu Weihua and others, talking softly with them.
The expressions on the faces of several people were extremely relaxed, as if they didn't care at all about the life-and-death battle in the ring.
He immediately guessed the identity of the girl, but what he couldn't figure out was why these people were indifferent to Zheng Haotian's life and death. Did they really not know the huge and almost insurmountable ravine between the third and fourth levels?
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However, he did not know that Zheng Haotian was not only a spiritual and body practitioner, but also possessed treasures and super-grade talismans. Facing a fourth-grade mid-grade five-circle spiritual energy master, he was able to escape unscathed no matter how difficult it was.
Super-class physiques and powerful treasures, these things are by no means just decorations.
At this time, the situation in the arena suddenly changed.
Mu Tiezhen spit out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the sword light in the sky blood red, and greatly increased its power, completely suppressing Zheng Haotian's five hundred sword lights.
He had no choice but to do this. This was Fengchu Peak after all. If he couldn't deal with the young man in front of him in the shortest time, then any fifth-level or even sixth-level true disciple could easily do it.
Blocked his killing blow.
Therefore, he must end this life-and-death battle before the masters from Fengchu Peak arrive.
He already had no choice.
This mouthful of blood contains his essence and blood, and the spiritual power contained in it is extremely huge. This is the spiritual power he has accumulated for many years, and it is a fighting method that almost hurts both sides.
Under normal circumstances, it should never be used until a life or death situation. But at this moment, he couldn't care so much anymore.
Stimulated by the huge amount of essence and blood, all the sword lights started to move like an epilepsy. The volume of these sword lights increased slightly, and the power of each sword light was greater.
So much so.
If there is only one sword light, then this increase in power is not significant, but now there are a total of 625 sword lights. When these sword lights are gathered together and form a sword formation, each
Any trace of power can be utilized to the extreme. The added power of the six hundred and twenty-five sword lights is enough to push its power to an exaggerated level.
In an instant, the entire arena was flashing with the bloody sword light.
These sword lights formed a huge formation, and they crushed Zheng Haotian layer by layer.
Mu Tiezhen's face was full of ferociousness. As soon as he saw him, he would kill at any cost, just to kill him with one blow.
Seeing that his sword light completely enveloped the opponent's five hundred sword lights, he became more and more excited, and the spiritual power in his body surged crazily. As long as he could kill his opponent at this moment, no matter how high the price was, it would be worth it.
of.
Under the ring, most of the onlookers' faces changed color.
Most of the people here are low-level cultivators of the third level or below. In their eyes, they cannot see clearly the criss-crossing traces of these sword lights. They can only judge the relationship between two people through the range covered by the sword lights.
strength and combat situations.
Nowadays, the bloody sword light suddenly flourishes, which naturally means that Zheng Haotian is in critical condition.
Zheng Haotian had nothing to do with them, so they had nothing to worry about. It was just that when they saw such a sharp sword light, they couldn't help but be fascinated by it.
It turns out that fourth-level cultivators are already so strong. I really don’t know when they will be able to reach such a state.
The sword array around him seemed unable to withstand the huge pressure and gradually began to weaken.
Zheng Haotian frowned slightly. It was beyond his expectation that the other party was able to put such huge pressure on him in an instant.
Sensing the fierce and almost crazy murderous intention on the other side, Zheng Haotian let out a helpless sigh.
The arena of life and death indeed has an indescribable magic power. Anyone who enters this arena must fight to the death.
His eyes suddenly condensed, he raised his hands, and made a mysterious gesture gently.
As his gesture changed, the sword light around him also changed accordingly.
The sword array formed by five hundred sword lights began to retreat and condense. They did not collapse because they could not withstand the impact of the bloody sword light, but actively reduced the range of Feiwu Guardian by half.
Then, the truly appalling changes finally unfolded.
After the five hundred sword lights reduced their flying range by half, they actually began to overlap each other.
This kind of overlap is not a series connection, but one sword light is close to another sword light. The two are bonded together in an instant, almost as if they are completely integrated into one.
In an instant, the number of these five hundred sword lights was reduced by half, turning into two hundred and fifty.
"disease……"
Following Zheng Haotian's soft drink, the two hundred and fifty sword lights suddenly exploded out of thin air.
They are like volcanoes that have been dormant for thousands of years and completely erupted at this moment.
Endless power soared into the sky, and in an instant it rushed into the dense bloody sword light, which seemed to have covered the entire sky.
As soon as the two came into contact, incredible changes occurred.
There were a total of 625 bloody sword lights, and they formed a sword formation like a huge fishing net.
After Zheng Haotian's five hundred sword lights were condensed into two hundred and fifty, it was obvious that they were fighting independently and could no longer form a complete sword formation.
However, the result after the two sides collide is completely opposite to their numbers.
The sword light around Zheng Haotian, which was only one-third the number of Mu Tiezhen, was like two hundred and fifty huge hammers, smashing them with unparalleled momentum along the way.
In front of them, the fishing net sword formation composed of the bloody sword light, which was far more powerful than ordinary sword light, had no ability to resist at all, and was penetrated by more than two hundred huge holes in an instant.
The entire sword formation collapsed at the moment of contact and ceased to exist.
Zheng Haotian roared loudly, like thunder in the sky, making a roaring sound.
The two hundred and fifty sword lights it controlled simultaneously emitted a rumbling sound that sounded like thunder and thunder, and struck away like the top of Mount Tai.
They cut through everything in front of them with overwhelming force, and they knocked everything away in an unreasonable manner.
In front of them, those bloody swords turned into chickens and dogs, worthless.
The two hundred and fifty huge sword rays of the strange army smashed more than 600 bloody sword rays into pieces as soon as they appeared, and in the blink of an eye, they had completely wrapped up Mu Tiezhen.
Mu Tiezhen's eyes revealed a look of extreme horror. As a spiritual energy master, he already understood what exactly happened.
Condensing Sword Technique.
This is definitely the most difficult sword-condensing technique to master in the realm of spiritual energy masters.
Because apart from this unique skill, there is no other sword skill with such huge power.
Although sword condensation is not a sword formation, it is the most tenacious and powerful foundation of all sword lights. It is the real foundation that determines the strength of a spiritual energy master.
Seeing that the two hundred and fifty sword lights defeated all his bloody sword lights, and arrived in front of him in an instant. He gritted his teeth and suddenly shouted loudly, and the protective spiritual weapon on his body exploded.
He released the greatest protective light in his life.
Although he also knew that the effect of doing so would be minimal, he could not really sit back and wait.
However, as he expected, all these efforts were in vain in the face of Ning Jian Shu.
Amidst Zheng Haotian's roar, the two hundred and fifty sword lights poured down, and they penetrated and cut into pieces the huge piece of protective light in an instant.
Although the protective power of the spiritual weapons is powerful, when they face the impact of more powerful forces, they are like chickens and dogs, and they cannot even give Mu Tiezhen a chance to survive.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The dazzling sword light actually made a huge roar, hitting people's hearts one after another. The power was far beyond the limit that a third-level spiritual energy master could reach.
A shrill scream suddenly sounded from the sword light, but this scream was only heard once and then stopped making any sound.
Some of the remaining bloody sword light in the sky suddenly exploded and dissipated, as if there was a false rain of blood, blending into the void.
Zheng Haotian stretched out his hand and made a move, and two hundred and fifty sword lights suddenly returned, escaping into his belt like the most obedient child.
He just stood on the stage. Although he only had a third-level cultivation level, at this moment, his figure was like a mountain, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts...