Sword Slaying The Heavens

  Chapter 72 Tianpan Sword Formation

"Nine Heavens Revolving!" Chen Fan ignored them, and completely activated the gossip formation, and the surrounding aura became more and more intense. The gossip on the ground rotated rapidly, and a majestic mysterious murderous intent suddenly enveloped a radius of 100 meters. Chen Fan The aperture is also directly shattered.

  Everyone turned pale again, and the black-faced man's legs went limp, and he sat slumped on the ground. Only Mo Bai was shot out of the eight trigrams sword formation by a clever force, and landed on an open space.

  He looked at the sword formation shrouded in white air, a little stunned, as if he hadn't realized what happened yet.

   "Young man, why did you come out now?" At this moment, a childish voice sounded beside Mo Bai.

   "Huh? You..." Mo Bai was taken aback, and suddenly turned around, that ugly ugly bird appeared here again at some point.

   "Didn't you run away?" Mo Bai asked.

"Nonsense, is the old man that kind of person?" The bald bird opened his eyes wide, stared at Mo Bai righteously and said: "The old man is an ancient fairy, and he had already expected that this kid would use the sword array, so the old man came out ahead of time That's all."

   "Uh..." Mo Bai was a little speechless, it was the first time he had seen such a strange monster, and it was so brazen, yet he could still find such an excuse after escaping.

   "Damn, you don't believe me?" Bald Bird yelled angrily, but the milky voice was really not intimidating.

"Roar!"

  At this time, two loud roars came from the sword array, drawing the attention of the bald bird and Mo Bai.

  The roar resounded through the sky, and the two giant dragons flying and circling in the air seemed to be irritated. They twisted their huge bodies and rushed towards Chen Fan with their teeth and claws.

   "Junior Sister, activate the spiritual weapon with me." The tall female sword cultivator suddenly froze, and took out a golden bead from the storage bag.

   "Golden Scale Bead." The other person's eyes widened, hesitant, but then she looked down at the gossip that was turning under her feet, and she gritted her teeth fiercely, and poured all the true energy in her body towards the Golden Scale Bead.

  When the two activated the spiritual weapon, Chen Fan had already drawn a large amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy, and condensed countless white swords at his fingertips, floating beside him.

"break!"

  Chen Fan pointed at the two giant dragons whistling in the air with both fingers, and the countless white swords beside him instantly turned into sword lights, densely packed like ten thousand arrows, and rushed towards the two giant dragons.

   Poof! puff! puff!

  Countless streaks of white light fell on the giant dragon, and countless water splashes were thrown out in an instant. The water splashes on the two giant dragons splashed, and the blue halo suddenly dimmed.

"Roar!"

  The two giant dragons roared unwillingly, and wanted to rush to Chen Fan on the ground, but they were beaten back by the endless white sword light.

   "Illness!"

  At this time, there was a sudden shout from not far away, and the golden scale bead in the tall slender woman's hand suddenly flew into the air, bursting out a dazzling golden light, which immediately converged into two golden scales and flew towards the two giant dragons respectively.

   "Damn it, golden scale beads and double dragon play beads?" The bald bird was startled, then shook its head and flew away.

   "Where are you going?" Mo Bai shouted.

   "This kid is dead, old man... This old man has met countless gods and men in the world, so I'm going to rescue soldiers." The bald-haired bird's milky voice became softer and weaker, and its figure disappeared quickly.

  Mo Bai's face was solemn, he turned around and looked into the sword formation, he was stunned.

The two giant dragons originally condensed from weak water were shrouded in golden light. A golden scale was tightly embedded on the dragon's head, and then the dragon's body suddenly grew golden scales. That one, the other scales looked like pieces of golden halo.

   "Dang! Dang! Dang!"

  The white sword light continued to shoot out, but failed to penetrate the body after hitting the giant dragon. After several iron collision sounds, countless sparks burst out.

   "Chen Fan, what else can you do?" The tall slender woman smiled coldly, looking at Chen Fan in the center of the sword array and said.

"Be a dragon ball and let the two dragons play with it. Don't resist, maybe you can survive." Another female monk also said in a cold voice, but her face turned pale, and the golden scale beads almost consumed her. All true energy.

   "Add another dragon ball cover for you, and the dragon will knock you into the sky." The tall slender woman sneered, and with a simple touch, a white light circle appeared outside Chen Fan's body again.

As soon as the circle of light appeared, two giant dragons immediately roared even more crazily. One swung his head and swept away a bunch of dense white sword lights. Immediately, the dragon twisted, and the golden scales on the dragon's body flashed. Under the majestic coercion, the giant dragon danced its dragon claws, jumped down from the air suddenly, and grabbed Chen Fan.

  Chen Fan frowned slightly, his face was a little dignified, he crushed a spirit stone again, and then slowly exhaled a foul breath.

"Jiugong Fengjia is the value talisman, the eight gates are self-distinctive, and six or eight are sufficient." Chen Fan silently recited the Jiugong mantra, and the speed of the eight trigrams sword array on the ground suddenly stagnated, slowed down, and flew out of it immediately Several white halos, with strong aura, converged towards Chenfan's palm, and condensed into a sharp sword in his hand, which was exactly the same as the sword stuck on the ground.

   "What does he want to do?" The somewhat cute-looking female monk frowned slightly and whispered.

   "No matter what you do, you can't change the fact that he has become a Dragon Ball..." A sneer flashed across the brows of the tall slender woman, but just as she finished speaking, the aura of the entire gossip sword formation suddenly froze.

  The people in the sword array were instantly frozen, unable to move at all.

   "What's going on?" The tall slender woman said in shock.

   "He... he is still in formation!" The lovely woman looked at Chen Fan, the pupils in her eyes shrank sharply, and she opened her mouth and screamed in surprise.

   "Nine Palaces Fengjia!"

Chen Fan stood in the center of the formation with a calm face and muttered softly. Immediately, the white sword in his hand slowly lifted up, drawing a mysterious trajectory in the void, and the two giant dragons above his head were also immediately affected and swooped down His stature seemed to be greatly hindered, and it was difficult to take another step forward.

  The blade swiped slowly, until it pointed straight at the sky, a vortex suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword, absorbing the surrounding aura frantically.

"Roar!"

  At this time, the two giant dragons in space and time suddenly roared, and the powerful pulling force actually sucked out the water-shaped true essence from their bodies, and poured them into the vortex at the tip of the sword.

   "...how could it be?" The eyes of the two female sword cultivators were dumbfounded. They had never seen such a powerful sword art.

"Ah... what's going on, the spiritual energy in my body is actually passing away." At this time, several Wan Jianzong Qi training disciples not far away also started commotion, and the black-faced man's face was full of horror, and he exclaimed loudly , but the zhenqi in the body is still passing away rapidly.

"Me...Me too, if I'm sucked down again, I...poof!" A disciple said nothing, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, all the true energy in his dantian was sucked away, and his dantian burst open at that moment, cultivating immortals One stop here.

   "Chen...Senior Chen, please forgive me, we were wrong, we were really wrong." The black-faced man had already collapsed on the ground, and now he wanted to kneel down to Chen Fan, but found that he couldn't move at all.

  Chen Fan seemed to sink into a mysterious state. At this moment, he seemed to have stepped into another realm, breaking through a certain wonderful level of the Sword Immortal Way, and he completely ignored the outside voice.

   "Poof!" "Poof!"

   Within a few breaths, several disciples in the qi training period spit blood out of their mouths, and their cultivation bases were completely crippled, while the faces of the two sword cultivators were pale, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

   "Nine Palaces Fengjia, Eight Gates are Distinct!"

  Chen Fan's eyes, which were as black as ink, suddenly opened at this moment, a ray of cold light burst out, and the sharp white sword in his hand turned, and suddenly slammed down **** the ground.

   "Tianpan Sword Formation."

  Boom!

  A deafening sound exploded, and an invisible circle of ripples suddenly spread around, and a huge gossip sword array emitting a light blue halo appeared, interlaced with the white sword array and began to rotate.

  (end of this chapter)