"I know this too, but what should we do now? We can't be trapped here forever, right?"
When Mingyang heard the words, he immediately cried out in pain, but felt a powerful aura coming from behind him. He hurriedly used his sword to block it, and a wave of light suddenly hit the long sword.
Immediately, a huge pressure came, and Ming Yang's figure suddenly retreated, and suddenly hit the wind circle.
Feeling that the wind circle behind him was getting closer and closer, Mingyang was suddenly shocked. If he really hit it, he would probably be torn to pieces.
Thinking that he was busy circulating the true energy in his body, turning it into an energy barrier to protect himself, and then quickly poured a stream of true energy into the long sword. At the same time, he turned around fiercely and stabbed with the long sword.
Stab against the wind circle.
With a "clang" sound, the long sword broke in response, and a hurricane blew in. Mingyang lost control of his body again and retreated violently backward.
"Junior brother, be careful!"
When Minghui saw this, he immediately became anxious. With a wave of the whisk in his hand, a stream of true energy turned into a rolling wave, which suddenly rolled up Mingyang's body and pulled him back.
"Thanks!"
Having temporarily saved his life, Ming Yang was in shock, but he did not forget to thank Ming Hui.
"Why are we so polite among our fellow apprentices?"
Minghui nodded slightly, but put his eyes on Mingyang's right hand, and said in horror: "What a powerful force!"
At this time, Mingyang's sword had been broken into two pieces. Except for the half in Mingyang's hand, the other half had already been rolled up by the surrounding strong wind, and was driven by the wind circle, constantly turning.
"It seems that it is impossible to highlight this formation with just our strength!"
Mingyang also glanced at the long sword that was only half left in the palm of his hand, couldn't help but sigh, and finally took another look at the surrounding wind circle.
At this time, the speed of the wind circle's rotation continued unabated, and the sword that was caught in it suddenly shattered as it rotated, turning into powder and disappearing into the wind circle.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, her spiritual shadow formation would become more and more powerful!"
Minghui also took a look around. Although the wind was still strong, it seemed to be somewhat restrained. They were able to stabilize themselves while standing in mid-air.
But even so, all this was enough to surprise him. Just how powerful this wind circle was, the scene before him was enough to prove that even a sword that was as sharp as clay fell into the wind circle.
They were all swept to pieces, let alone humans?
Thinking about Mingyang, he was even more horrified. The Spiritual Shadow Array was so powerful. Fortunately, he was not involved. Otherwise, he would have ended up worse than the half of the sword. After all, no matter how powerful he was, he could not compare with that sword.
It was a sword that had been with me for many years. Although it was not a magical weapon, after years of cultivation with spiritual energy, it could at least be said to be able to cut iron like mud. This was not something that my body of cultivating immortals could do.
Comparable.
As a sword cultivator, everyone should understand that no matter how powerful a person is, they can only control the sword. To use people as swords, unless they are masters in the Tianxuan realm, it is possible for people to combine swords.
However, so what? Even the sword, which is as sharp as iron as mud, coupled with the protection of his own true energy, is vulnerable to a single blow in this wind circle, not to mention that he has not yet reached the realm of Tianxuan, and has not been able to cultivate.
What about people who have reached the realm where man and sword become one?
"It's just...her power seems..."
Glancing at Leng Yuan who was leaning against the door of the room, dancing with the sword in his hand, Mingyang couldn't help but frown.
"No matter what, let's hold on a little longer. I think... they should succeed!"
Ming Hui also glanced at Leng Yuan after hearing this, and also frowned slightly, but suddenly glanced at the door, with a strange smile on her face.
At this time, Leng Yuan's forehead was already covered with sweat. He looked at the two people in the formation with his brows furrowed. He didn't know what he was thinking, but the movements of his hands continued.
"Brother, that's all I can do. I hope those three people don't show up, otherwise..."
Suddenly, the corner of Leng Yuan's eyes fell on the door, and she murmured in her heart. She looked at the wind circle that was obviously getting slower and slower. Her body also trembled slightly, and her face became more and more ugly. It was obvious that
A sign of over-casting!
Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, her eyes fell on the only remaining large osmanthus tree in the courtyard, and she murmured: "Is this really the only way to go?"
"Junior sister, senior brother knows that you can't hold on for much longer, so you'd better hand over the antidote obediently. Maybe we can spare your life out of the friendship between senior brothers and sisters over the years!"
As if aware of Lengyuan's situation, Minghui's voice suddenly came from the wind circle.
"Hmph, don't even think about it. I won't believe what you say. If I really gave you the antidote, how could you let me go?"
Leng Yuan snorted coldly when he heard this, and then said: "I have threatened you for so many years, you must have wanted to get rid of me long ago, right? If I really give you the antidote, then wait until the poison in you is gone.
How can you let me go?"
Leng Yuan is not stupid. If he detoxifies them as he said, they will definitely come to settle accounts with him when they regain their strength. By then, even if he does not spend any real energy, he may not be able to defeat them.
, let alone the current situation?
When the time comes to fall into their hands, even if you don't die, you will be tortured endlessly by them. Rather than doing this, it is better to die quickly, so as to avoid being insulted by them.
"this……"
As soon as Leng Yuan finished speaking, the two people in the wind circle were speechless. Leng Yuan couldn't help but snorted again and stopped talking to them.
"If not..."
Suddenly, she glanced at the door behind her and lamented, "Brother, my sister has sacrificed a lot for you. You must live well!"
After saying that, she coldly snorted at Ming Yang and the two in the wind circle: "Humph, even if I die today, I will support you!"
As she said that, she suddenly jumped up from the door of the room, the green light of the long sword in her hand flashed, and a sword shadow slammed into the wind circle, and the wind circle dispersed in the blink of an eye, along with the energy pill furnace.
and disappeared.
Leng Yuan swung his sword, and all his strength suddenly stagnated, and he suddenly fell from the air.
As soon as the sword shadow came out, the two elders of Kunlun hurriedly strengthened the power of the protective shield. The sword shadow hit the protective shield. With a "pop" sound, the two of them spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time. Their bodies turned into two lights and shadows, and quickly moved towards the distance.
Flying away in the sky.
"Finally solved!"
Watching the two people go away, Leng Yuan finally couldn't bear it any longer. A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and her face instantly turned as pale as paper. She could only use the sword in her hand to support her body to prevent her from falling.
"Sister Leng, come in and help!"
At this moment, Murong Yan's anxious shouts suddenly came from the door, followed by the sounds of fighting.