Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 486 Heaven Punishing Sword Formation
Holy land powerhouse!
When they felt Chong Jiu's aura, Yin Jianchou and Zhou Butong were certain that Chong Jiu was indeed a strong man who had stepped into the holy realm.

"Finally someone can stop Yuanba."

"This catastrophe in the wasteland can be saved."

Yin Jianchou said excitedly, all the reluctance that Chong Jiu wanted to take Yixi Sword before had disappeared at this moment.

Yin Jianchou still understands the truth that there are no eggs under a nest. If Yuanba destroys Lingwuzong, Juque Jianzong will be in danger.

Holding the Yixi sword in his hand, Chong Jiu was really like a demon descending into the world, and the majesty of the demon swept the world, blooming unscrupulously.

After a long time, the demonic aura that permeated the surroundings converged towards Chongjiu like a sea of ​​rivers, and soon completely returned to Chongjiu's body.

Then, Chongjiu's body overflowed with black-golden blood, and the demonic blood condensed and turned into a dragon-patterned scabbard hanging from his waist.

Chong Jiu put the Yixi sword back into the scabbard, and his body slowly landed.

The moment the Yixi sword was put into the sheath, all the fierce aura dissipated. It hung quietly on Chongjiu's waist, looking simple and unremarkable. If you don't draw the sword, no one will see its uniqueness at all.

Ye Feng's eyes were a little surprised, Yixi Sword was able to act in accordance with its master on its own, and it was already psychic, even a holy weapon could not do it.

As the supreme treasure of the Demon Race, the Yixi Sword must be a treasure above the sacred weapon, but it is not known how much power Chong Jiu can exert its power.

Although treasures are strong, they must be strong enough to command them like arms.

After Chongjiu subdued the Yixi sword, he saw Ye Feng still standing in the void, surrounded by ten thousand swords.

Now that Yixi Sword has found its home, Ye Feng thought that there is no need for the Wandao Sword Formation to exist here.

Now he urgently needs to improve his combat power. After Tian Zhan was destroyed, his hole cards really need to be replenished.

These eight Ten Thousand Dao sword formations gathered almost all the sword will, and the eight formations combined into one, possessed the power of a seventh-order spiritual formation, and could resist the powerhouses of the upper three realms of the Creation Realm.

Of course, this is not what Ye Feng cares about the most. What makes him most excited is that now that he has stepped into the Creation Realm, he can barely use the eighth-order spirit array.

Among the formation inheritance he obtained, there is an eighth-level sword formation called Tianzhu Sword Formation. This sword formation was born out of the Wandao Sword Formation, and what is needed is as much sword intent as possible.

And here, there is all the sword intent needed by the sword array.

Ye Feng took a deep breath to temporarily expel all the distracting thoughts in his mind. In an instant, the majestic spiritual power was released from his body and merged into the torrent of sword intent around him.

The eight swords of the main formation seemed to be summoned, turning into obedient children, and surrounded him intimately.

Ye Feng's hands began to form a seal, although he formed the seal very quickly, but the eighth-level spirit array's handprint is so complicated that it can't be completed in a while.

As Ye Feng formed seals, the sword energy between heaven and earth was drawn and vibrated with a peculiar rhythm, and then various sword intents were arranged around Ye Feng in an orderly manner.

A majestic sword formation gradually took shape in the void. The place where Ye Feng was standing seemed to turn into a kendo sky, and thousands of sword intents fell down, like the most sacred baptism.

Even Chong Jiu, who had already stepped into the holy realm, couldn't help but feel carefully the breath of swordsmanship contained in it.

Quantitative changes produce qualitative changes, and the principle of the Tianzhu Sword Array is like this. Only by gathering thousands of swords into one body can they be able to punish the sky.

Ye Feng stretched out his hand and confided, "Here comes the sword!"

Suddenly, the situation changed, and countless sword intents gathered towards Ye Feng. On top of his head, based on the eight swords of the main formation, an extremely bright and huge spirit sword was formed.

Even Yin Jianchou felt palpitations about the power emitted by this sword.

After a while, all the sword intent between heaven and earth dissipated, replaced by a shining divine sword on top of Ye Feng's head.

This sword is hundreds of feet long, and it is as crystal clear as crystal. It looks like a flawless work of art, but the terrifying sword energy emanating from the sword can't even bear the void.

Yin Jianchou found helplessly that if he faced this sword, he would be instantly killed in all likelihood.

"Put Heaven Sword Formation, Ning!"

Finally, Ye Feng clasped his hands together and completed the last handprint. Immediately, the radiant divine sword condensed and became smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then submerged into Ye Feng's body from the sky cap.

Then, all the sword intent dissipated, and the Burial Sword Valley, which was originally densely covered with sword energy, could no longer feel the existence of the slightest sword energy.

Ye Feng flew to Yin Jianchou's side, bowed deeply, and said, "Sect Master Yin, I'm sorry, but the name of Burial Sword Valley may not be worthy of its name from now on."

Yin Jianchou is also very helpless, but Ye Feng has done everything, what else can he say.

Strictly speaking, Ye Feng is kind to the entire Juque Sword Sect. Even on the other hand, Ye Feng helped Chongjiu to take away the Yixi Sword, which completely solved the hidden danger of the magic sword. Otherwise, there may be a day when the seal will come again Loose, who can suppress Yixi Sword.

"Young people are awesome, young people are awesome." Zhou Butong sighed beside him.

"Ye Feng, what do you plan to do next?" Yin Jianchou glanced at the mess around him, and didn't want to continue this topic anymore.

Ye Feng said: "If Sect Master Yin doesn't dislike it, senior brother and I will linger here for a few days, and then go to Lingwu Sect."

Speaking of this, Ye Feng's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Blood debts must be paid with blood.

"Well, suzerain, the Valley of Burying Swords is gone, what about the disciples' cultivation?" Sensing the seriousness of the atmosphere, Zhou Butong changed the subject.

Knowing his intentions, Yin Jianchou said to Ye Feng: "Well, Ye Feng, you see, this matter happened because of you, and now the holy place of practice of our Juque Sword Sect is gone, so it's hard for me to explain to my disciples. "

"Sect Master Yin may wish to speak bluntly, as long as I can do it, I will do my best." Ye Feng said, after all, it is the sword intent in the Wan Dao Sword Formation that helps the disciples of the Juque Sword Sect to practice, not the Yixi Sword.

But Ye Feng this time, in order to gather the Heavenly Punishing Sword Formation, without asking in advance, just swept away the sword intent here, leaving nothing behind, and he also felt embarrassed in his heart.

Yin Jianchou tentatively said: "Why don't you ask your big brother to give us a lecture."

His face was clearly full of anticipation, Chong Jiu, but a real strong man in the Holy Land, such an opportunity is a rare one.

Ye Feng looked at Chong Jiu, Chong Jiu immediately understood, and said decisively: "No problem."

"Okay, it's not too late, let's arrange it tomorrow morning." Yin Jianchou immediately made arrangements, as if he would regret it if he was half a minute late.

There is no way, the opportunity for a strong man in the holy realm to preach is too precious. If the news spreads, even Wu Daoyang will come.

Of course, the premise is that there is no such thing as Yuanba.

The current Lingwu Sect can be said to be shrouded in a haze.

Because of Yuanba's battle post, everyone in Lingwuzong fell into pessimism.

The sect was also divided into two factions. Some advocated submitting to Yuanba, so as to keep the green hills alive without fear of no firewood. According to Yuanba's style of conduct, if he did not surrender, he would only die. If he died, he would have nothing.

There are also some people who advocate that they would rather die than submit. Lingwuzong establishes a sect with the way of swordsmanship, and most people still have swordsmen with pride.

The key point is that Wu Daoyang has already said that he would rather cut his head than bend his knees.

Three days later, black clouds over Lingwuzong pressed down on the city, and the whole sky seemed to be collapsing.

In the black cloud, Yuanba's voice sounded like a world-leading demon.

"Everyone in the Lingwu Sect, listen, within ten breaths, those who kneel down and beg for mercy will not be killed!"

(End of this chapter)