A washed-up martial arts master reborn thirty years ago

Chapter 407 Induction

boom! ! !

Yang Qingyun held the Thunder Blade and slashed it out in the void. The bright sword light spread across the sky, pouring down like a waterfall and bombarding the light barrier of the mountain guarding formation!

The powerful force exploded, and the light curtain of the mountain-protecting formation shook violently, and the area where it collided was faintly dented.

A series of arcs of fire burst out, tearing the air apart, erupting with astonishing power and producing a huge roaring sound.

But the sword was finally resisted.

The cathartic will of the sword failed to break through the light shield defense of the mountain guarding formation.

Yang Qingyun didn't care either.

People are high in the sky,

Continuously swinging the knife.

And the void in other directions,

The ancestors of the sect who came together also stood still, and kept pouring the terrifying power of the virtual realm towards the light curtain of the mountain guarding formation below!

A huge roar resounded like thunder across the sky and earth,

The explosion set off a terrifying storm that spread tens to hundreds of miles away.

And through the light curtain of the mountain guarding formation,

It can be seen that the entire Xuanling Sect's mountain gate is moving up and down, and each figure is moving quickly like ants, continuously injecting spiritual stones into the spiritual energy nodes and earth veins of the formation, and at the same time, the shaking and collapsing mountains are being sorted out and protected. The spiritual energy of Shan Da Zhen circulates.

Through the light curtain of the formation, one can vaguely see the panicked expressions on those figures.

Obviously for this sudden attack,

They were not prepared,

We can only try our best to defend and resist with the help of the mountain guard formation.

"This is the battle of life and death. The final result will end with the complete destruction of one side. If this battle had not been broken out by Master and let the Holy Ji Sect win at the cost of his own life, I am afraid that he would have ended up like this. It’s the Holy Ji Sect!”

Yang Qingyun sighed and said secretly in his heart.

He didn't feel much pity in his heart for the panic and fear displayed by the disciples of the Xuanling Sect in the mountain-protecting formation below.

The two sects have been fighting for hundreds of years, and have already forged an irreconcilable blood feud.

Not to mention anything else,

In the wars of the past few years, countless fellow disciples have died or died.

Shen Yanzhao and others, who were both members of the Changsheng Club and were friends from the Changchun Temple, died in this war.

This is what he encountered.

What about the friends from the same school that he didn't meet?

How many are gone?

Yang Qingyun is still unknown.

But what is certain is that more than half of the sect's sphere of influence in the Tiannan Territory is occupied. In such a huge defeat, there will definitely not be a few people who die.

"The time period of the destruction of the Holy Ji Sect in the previous life may be different from that in this life, and the direction of the destruction may also be different, but the culprits in the previous life are definitely related to the Xuanling Sect and those from Zhongzhou!"

"Since you came with the goal of destroying the sect, now that you are being destroyed by others, there is no need to complain."

"Not to mention, the blood feud between the two sects over the years will eventually end with the destruction of one side."

Regarding this action to destroy the Xuanling Sect,

It can be said that Yang Qingyun has no psychological burden at all.

Even for the Shengji Sect,

There is no impact at all.

Because there is animosity between the two,

A deadly feud was formed.

The world of martial arts and cultivation is dominated by the weak and the strong, but in the vast land of Tiannan Territory, it is not as chaotic as the naked struggle and killing in primitive society.

It is not that a powerful sect can destroy the forces of small sects at will.

But between the two major sects,

If there is hatred in the first place,

That’s two things to say.

only,

After all the senior members of the sect died, the Xuanling Sect did not seem to be a soft persimmon that could collapse at the first touch.

The four men besieged him for half a day.

Although the Xuanling Sect's mountain-protecting formation looked shaky, it never shattered after all.

"There's something wrong with the Xuanling Sect's mountain-protecting formation."

Lord Rushang frowned slightly, and his offensive movements couldn't help but stop.

As a person at the pinnacle of the virtual realm, his knowledge is not low and he has seen more things.

While they were attacking,

Under the protection of the formation's light curtain, the disciples of the Xuanling Sect are constantly adjusting and repairing the formation. The entire Zhoutian Formation is integrated into one, and they are constantly going back and forth to repair various damaged areas of the formation.

So much so that they attacked for half a day, but it didn't have much effect.

To be able to achieve this step, unless there is a formation master in the mountain gate of Xuanling Sect!

"It's definitely weird."

"If we can't win quickly, there may be unexpected changes."

Grand Ancestor Gao also lowered his head and pondered, his expression not very good.

"If we are unable to attack for a long time, others may think that we suffered heavy losses in the battle with the Xuanling Sect, and they are afraid that it will be disadvantageous for us in the future."

"That being said, we can't delay it any longer."

"I just want to break this big formation in a short time. I'm afraid I can only use force to overcome cleverness, and in a short time burst out a power that is beyond the ability of the formation to compete!"

The old sword master also stopped attacking with the long sword in his hand, and stood aside and said in a low voice, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

According to the offensive observations over the past half day,

The most lethal weapon he possesses may be able to barely reach the standard when used at his peak.

But the problem is,

A few days ago, in the desperate and bloody battle with the enemies of the Xuanling Sect, although he was not seriously injured, the killing move was also used in that desperate battle.

After the battle, they rushed here without stopping.

There is no time to restore one's own mana and spend time condensing such a killer move that hits the bottom of the box.

Not only him,

The same is true for the other Confucian monks and Patriarch Gao.

Several people frowned slightly,

Facing the light curtain that enveloped the entire Xuanling Sect's mountain gate, I felt powerless for a moment.

Perhaps they can rely on consumption to consume all the spiritual stone reserves of the Xuanling Sect. After all, when the sect-protecting formation is activated, the amount of spiritual stones swallowed up can be said to be massive.

But this time will probably take at least half a month!

If it takes so long,

That’s trouble!

And at the same time,

Seeing the four terrifying figures outside the mountain-protecting formation stopping their attacks, the disciples within the Xuanling Sect's mountain gate almost collapsed on the ground and let out a long sigh of relief.

Someone even pointed at the figure outside the light screen of the formation, with a smile that meant they would survive a disaster:

"Haha, with the formation's resistance, so what if they are virtual realm experts? It's not like we can't do anything about them!"

"In just a few days, when the ancestors of the sect come back, they will definitely be reduced to ashes!"

for a time,

The morale of the surrounding Xuanling sect disciples was greatly shaken.