Tian Yuan

Chapter 1136: One sword breaks the formation, run away!

Li Muyang knew that if his true strength was exposed, the Immortal Ancient Clan would surely use their secrets.

Therefore, within this very short period of time, all trump cards should be used, leaving no room for error. Even if they die, they will drag some old people from the ancient clan to go to hell together.

Ancestor Dingxuan hurriedly took back the damaged Tripod of Sorrow, feeling extremely distressed.

All the elders gathered on all sides and used all kinds of magical powers just to trap Li Muyang. As for using the formation as the core to suppress him, the success rate is too low, so don't expect it.

It would be safest to delay for some time and use the emperor's soldiers to kill.

There was no need to use the Imperial Arms before.

The situation is different now. Li Muyang behaves too abnormally, making people feel frightened and uneasy.

"A sword chases a shadow."

The skin wounds that Li Muyang suffered originally have healed. Time is running out, so there must be no hesitation for a moment, otherwise wouldn't it be a loss of blood if we miss out on killing a few old guys?

The name of the sword is Zhui Ying. The moment he swings the sword, a vision suddenly arises and a glow appears.

Thousands of figures cover the sky and the earth. They are the shadows of Li Muyang who practiced swordsmanship when he was young. He used sword stabbing, splitting, sword picking and other moves. The light and shadow are like a dream, engraved with the traces of time.

"kick"

Li Muyang faced the east and took one step forward.

In an instant, Wan Dao's illusory figure holding a sword returned to one place and struck out with one blow.

The light of the sword is like a pillar, and it can push across a hundred thousand miles.

"Boom"

The sound of the void cracking continuously stimulated the eardrums. The ancestor of the Jinshi Ancient Clan who was guarding the east side of the killing array was tall and punched out.

At the same time, the ancestors from all sides attacked from all directions, including the ultimate Taoist soldiers, the killing techniques inherited from the imperial way, the life-consuming forbidden methods, etc.

The battlefield was particularly chaotic, with billions of laws rioting.

This area has been reduced to ruins, and the scene of heaven and earth is very tragic. Dao marks are carved on every place in the broken void. The sound of Dao roaring and cracking resounds for thousands of miles, like the Nine Heavens Waterfall hitting the boulder, which is very sensational. .

"Qiang!"

The sword roared like a dragon's roar, penetrating the barrier of the killing formation, destroying the resistance of the Jinshi Patriarch, and piercing his physical body.

"Ah..." Ancestor Jinshi shouted, in great pain, his body quickly retreated, a terrifying blood hole appeared in his chest, and his internal organs turned into flesh. The scene was so bloody and terrifying that people dared not look directly at it.

The entire killing formation trembled several times and almost collapsed.

"breaking Dawn."

Seeing that the terrifying killing moves unleashed by the ancestors of all parties were about to come, Li Muyang did not panic and struck with his sword.

The name of the sword breaks through the dawn, like a rising sun, splitting open the vast black fog, letting soft light fall on the earth, bringing life and hope.

Li Muyang gained enlightenment through a lifetime of experience and created the Sanqi style of swordsmanship.

There are twenty-one moves in total, with different mysteries and different rhymes.

Each sword contains the most advanced sword intent in the world, some are pleasing to the eye, and some have killing intent.

"boom!"

There was a sound of Taoism being shattered, and all kinds of magical powers were chopped into pieces by a sword.

The heroes were in an uproar, their faces became more solemn, and their whole bodies could not help but tremble.

"Hold on!"

The killing moves used by the elders were reduced to nothingness in an instant, making their bodies tremble and tremble with fear.

As long as you hold on for a stick of incense, everything will be over.

If they had known that Li Muyang was so terrifying, the ancestors of all clans would have immediately mobilized the clan's ancestral weapons, so they would not have tested him step by step.

In the current situation, we can only endure it head on.

If they withdraw from the killing formation and retreat, no one will be able to withstand Li Muyang's sword.

"I have been enlightened by this sword for 1,700 years. I send it to you all with a flowing chant!"

Li Muyang smiled boldly, holding a wine bottle in his left hand at some point, drank several swigs, and said loudly.

Traveling across the mountains and rivers for more than 1,700 years, I met many people and encountered many things.

A thousand fights of drinking, a sword flowing with chants.

Send you all to your afterlife.

"Tear--"

The sword light was so dazzling that the ancestors of all races could not open their eyes.

An extreme chill swept through his body in an instant, and he broke into cold sweat, soaking his clothes.

"Cast a spell to stabilize the formation!"

In the battlefield, Li Muyang's figure seemed to blend in between heaven and earth, disappearing without a trace. Since everyone didn't know where Li Muyang was attacking, they could only do their best to hold on to the formation and prevent him from taking the opportunity to escape.

Li Muyang came to the old land, how could he escape?

In the vast world, a wonderful piano sound suddenly sounded, and it penetrated into the ears.

When the elders heard this strange melody, they were in a daze for a moment, and then came back to their senses. They broke out in a cold sweat, as if they were being stared at by countless poisonous snakes. This feeling was very uneasy, and the soul could not stop it after the body was born. Trembling.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, accompanied by the shaking of the killing array.

Countless sword intentions fell, causing the world to become restless.

Many of the ancestors of the ancient tribes who were clearly in the formation suddenly had their veins popping out and their blood flowing backwards. No method could be used to suppress this strange and uneasy restlessness.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

After a few breaths, the eyes of some ancient ancestors were as wide as bells, and their heads exploded with a "bang". Then came the physical body, which made a series of explosions.

Some old people had a bad premonition, and their souls broke out of their bodies, looking for a safe place to hide.

Unexpectedly, that strange piano sound follows the soul, winding like water, and stretches endlessly.

"Boom"

Not long after, the soul that escaped also shattered.

At this point, the body is dead and the path of death disappears, and there is no way to turn back.

Ancestor Jinshi, who was already seriously injured, as well as ancestors from the Langyue Ancient Clan, Shangyou Ancient Clan, Yucang Ancient Clan and other ancestors, a total of seven people, have come to the end of their lives.

Singing and singing, a farewell song.

No one is seen, the music is melodious, and seven heroes are killed with one sword.

This sword is extremely mysterious, hiding the soul to attack. The inside and outside blend together and break it with one blow.

The seven formations had no one in charge, and the killing formation had flaws everywhere and collapsed.

"Run away!"

"Li Muyang is a pervert, hurry up! Leave quickly!"

"Don't be too eager to fight. It's better to leave first."

"Crazy, crazy..."

The twenty living ancestors were all frightened by the grace displayed by Li Muyang. They no longer had any intention of competing and all headed towards the depths of the old land.

If you stay any longer, you will definitely die.

Everyone couldn't figure out why there was such a huge difference in combat prowess when their cultivation levels were not much different or even non-existent.

Are sword cultivators so terrifying?

However, many old people from the ancient clan are also sword cultivators and do not have such terrifying strength at all.

It has nothing to do with the direction of cultivation, but personal talent and combat power, which are superior to others and unparalleled in the world.

"Everyone, where are you going?"

Li Muyang was very fast, and stopped some old people in a flash, asking politely with a smile.

Then, he slowly raised the sword in his hand and slashed away.

"Sword Immortal, please show mercy!"

The several ancestors of the ancient clan who were blocked looked frightened and begged for mercy.

However, Li Muyang was not merciful. He had already made a move with his sword, so how could he take it back?

"Work together to resist!"

Several ancestors used their life-saving trump cards, shouting at the top of their lungs, just to withstand the sword and gain a chance to survive.