A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Keng!

Surrounded by billions of electromagnetic waves, the Taiqing Flying Sword was unsheathed.

She walked through the darkest sky, surrounded by 1,200 sun gauze, gorgeous and eye-catching, as agile as a swimming fish, and took the initiative to attack the starry sky fortress in the center of the million battleship array.

She chose the most brutal and direct method of warfare.

"kill!"

Millions of noble-blooded monks from the Xu Wang family, the rulers who have ruled the Xu Realm and the Wang Realm for thousands of years, roared at this time. Amidst the tragic thoughts of killing, everyone was united, and the military formation seemed to move faster. Some, the cooperation has become more tacit, and the flaws have become fewer.

This is the way of military formation.

The quality and status of soldiers and officers often determine the power of a military formation. If a mediocre general has extremely high quality officers and soldiers under his command, it will only be easy for him to defeat thousands of famous generals.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Xu Yan controlled the increasingly proficient formation, and with a low shout, an overwhelming anode electromagnetic thunder spell was condensed, and like lightning, it struck against the gorgeous sword light.

Click!

The lightning flashed away.

Boom!

The Taiqing Flying Sword was forced back and exited from its half-entity and half-energy state. Countless Dyson sun beams exploded around it, and the hot light exploded, shattering the next spell of the military formation's anode electromagnetic thunder spell.

The flying sword's own spiritual light was slightly damaged, and it retreated from the thunder.

To the despair of the monks from the two major families, the broken Taiqing Flying Sword only had a flash of light and was restored to its original state in an instant.

The fourth realm of swordsmanship, the immortal sword intention!

This holy realm of swordsmanship, which countless sword cultivators dream of, showed great resilience at this time.

Indestructible, indestructible, and indestructible, it is as stubborn as the first stone born in chaos since ancient times.

"You have become stronger."

Jiang Ding praised.

"Since ancient times, there have always been legends of breakthroughs in battles. It was a coincidence of people who had their will, mana, and spirit elevated to the limit, and who had great luck."

"I hope you can do the same."

Jiang Ding sincerely wishes.

"The second sword!"

boom!

The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and then light returned. In the electromagnetic orbit of billions of yin and yang, the Taiqing Flying Sword carried the gorgeous Dyson Sun Beam gauze and blasted down again.

No changes are needed.

If you can't kill the enemy with one sword, just cut him down again.

boom!

The Taiqing Feijian and the millions of battleships of the two families of King Xu collided again. Hundreds of miles of space were shattered and turbulent. The light set off by the explosion flashed continuously, making the world shine and darken countless times.

"The third sword!"

"The fourth sword!"

"The fifth sword..."

…

The Taiqing Flying Sword struck down one after another!

The transition between the sword light was flawless, as if there was no need for any pauses for breathing and recuperation. It crazily absorbed more than a thousand kilometers of heaven and earth spiritual energy, the rays of the sun, and the magnetic field of the small world, turning into a blue-gold sword light to greet us. As the enemy continued to attack, it seemed like there would be no end.

"The Seventh Sword!"

boom!

The Taiqing Flying Sword fell again.

What was different from any other time was that this time the blue-gold sword cut off the killing array of millions of battleships from the two families of Xu and Wang head-on!

Boom!

"puff!"

At this moment, on the edge of a million battleship array, more than 100,000 aerial fighters and battleships exploded into pieces.

Countless warship fragments mixed with blood spattered in all directions, and the engine furnace turned into large fireballs. One hundred thousand of them rose at the same time, which was a spectacular sight.

This is because the military formation, under the constant attack of Taiqing Feijian, finally could not withstand the terrible power and had to disperse part of its power and detonated it in the fighter planes and warships, showing a destructive effect like a natural disaster.

"After all, it's just a haphazardly put together battleship array."

"No matter how united we are, it's nothing."

Jiang Ding glanced over and sighed: "However, I seem to see that these warships that perished in the explosion seemed to be collateral monks of the Xu and Wang families. Are there any direct monks?"

"No, no?"

"At this time, are your ancestors still thinking about their direct bloodline and using you as cannon fodder?"

Wisps of sounds, similar to the sound of swords, flowed into the ears of all the monks from the Xu and Wang families through the gap in the military formation just made, causing their impassioned emotions to stagnate for an instant, and all kinds of thoughts in their souls went crazy like weeds. The growth, distortion, and out of control at all.

Many images appeared in the minds of many collateral monks involuntarily.

The direct monks do not work every year, but they have a hundred times a thousand times their wealth and treasures, and they are born to be promoted to a higher realm than them.

Unlike me, who works hard all day long but can only get a meager amount of spiritual stones and elixirs for self-cultivation every year, which is extremely poor.

Although these people are nominally members of the same family, one family, is this really the case?

Some monks from the side line thought that they once had a younger brother who was extremely talented and had heavenly spiritual roots. He might surpass the prince of the country and become a Nascent Soul monk.

But one day, he suddenly disappeared.

No one dares to ask, no one dares to tell.

There are collateral monks...

unfair.

All kinds of injustices surfaced in their hearts.

These are all true, and they really come from things in their daily lives. These cold and cruel realities cannot be obscured by slogans like "One family, one drop of blood."

Countless similar emotions were rising wildly in the hearts of the collateral monks, and the mood of unity and morale of the army fell instantly.

In fact, many collateral monks directly gave up the control of the army formation and wanted to escape from the battlefield. They did not regard this war as their own war and did not have so much sense of belonging. The original unity seemed so inexplicable.

As a result, the atmosphere of the million-ship formation dropped drastically.

"Despicable!"

"I never thought that a great sword cultivator, the Great Sun Sword Master, would also use illusions to confuse people. Aren't you ashamed?"

Xu Yan suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, and the blood turned into a sharp shout that appeared in the souls of all the confused collateral cultivators: "Why are you born to cultivate and have a way to progress?"

"Ah?"

"Is this born?"

"It's because you are born to be the blood of the Xu and Wang families!"

"Although you are not as good as the direct lineage, and there is a difference in closeness, the poorest of you are all middle-class families in the countryside and in the town, and at least have several families to support you. Is this something that fell from the sky?"

He cursed angrily.

"Because we are descendants of the Xu family!"

Many collateral cultivators suddenly woke up, and hurriedly controlled the formation again to speed up the operation of the military formation and reduce the pressure faced by the ancestors.

Clang!

The sword light like a wind chime came again at this time, cutting into the military formation that was operating hastily and did not gather much power at all.

Boom!

This time, the Taiqing flying sword easily broke through the killing array formed by the millions of warships, splitting thousands of warships with one sword, and the warships fell, with smooth and neat cuts.

The blue-gold sword light had no obstacles and slashed straight at the Starry Sky Fortress.

Boom!

In Xu Yan's horrified eyes, the mottled Starry Sky Fortress shield shattered, and the sword light quickly killed his head.

"Kill!"

He roared, and had no choice but to burn his blood and control the Heavenly Sword in his hand to meet it again.

Ding!

The Heavenly Sword and the Taiqing Flying Sword touched each other for a moment, as if struck by lightning, and flew away, with dim spiritual light, and they were not things of the same level at all.

However, so many layers of interception finally worked.

Whoosh!

This sword did not behead Xu Yan, but just passed by diagonally from the side, passing through one-third of the Starry Sky Fortress.

The mottled Starry Sky Fortress paused for a moment, and one-third of the fortress ship slowly broke away and fell to the ground.

The broken part of the fortress was as smooth as a mirror, with countless electric snakes and sparks blooming, and engine oil mixed with runes, as if the blood of this ancient star fortress was flowing and sprinkling into the starry sky.